Stealing Xiao Wu Away, Tang San the Clown

At the mention of Ao Yin, Tang San clenched his fists and growled through gritted teeth, "Teacher, you don't know this, but Ao Yin is reckless and unruly. We don't get along at all. Sooner or later, I'll make him pay!"

"Oh?"

Yu Xiaogang raised an eyebrow slightly. He hadn't expected Tang San's hatred for Ao Yin to run so deep.

But thinking about it, it made sense. The boy had beaten up the gatekeeper upon their first meeting, and that was one thing. But even when facing him, the master of this academy, he had shown no respect whatsoever and publicly humiliated him.

Yet having witnessed firsthand that Ao Yin not only possessed innately full soul power but could also activate the dragon markings on the Coiling Dragon Staff by himself, Yu Xiaogang had to admit that, despite his eccentric behavior, Ao Yin was a rare genius.

"Little San, no matter what conflict lies between you two, I advise you to value peace."

"Hm?"

Tang San was somewhat surprised. His teacher wasn't speaking up for him—instead, he was favoring Ao Yin, who had publicly made things difficult for him before?

Yu Xiaogang patted Tang San's shoulder and explained, "I have absolutely no reason to favor him. I simply think that, as you are now, you may not necessarily be a match for that child!"

Tang San was deeply unconvinced. He murmured inwardly, After three months of grueling cultivation, I've reached level ten soul power as well. There's no difference between that and his innately full soul power. And with the Mysterious Heaven Skill and the Tang Sect's secret arts, if we meet again, I'll definitely defeat him!

Last time, he had merely suffered from insufficient soul power. Combined with the other party's martial soul advantage, that was why he had ended up in such a sorry state.

But a scholar should be viewed with new eyes after three days apart. Tang San was now confident he could handle Ao Yin.

Yu Xiaogang said frankly, "Little San, why won't you even listen to your teacher? That child not only has innately full soul power, but his martial soul has been fully activated, and he possesses extraordinary strength."

But Tang San waved a hand to interrupt him, saying indignantly, "Teacher, from the day I was born until now, I've never suffered such humiliation. I don't want him to become a knot in my heart!"

Tang San slowly clenched his fists, his joints cracking sharply.

Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang let out a long sigh and said, "Little San, you don't trust your teacher's judgment?"

"Fine. I won't stop you. Go find him today and spar with him. If you lose, then from now on, you must listen to your teacher in all matters of cultivation. You must not defy me again!"

"Lose?"

Tang San sneered. As the saying went, shame bred courage. After three months of bitter cultivation, his strength had increased greatly. There was no way he could lose!

"Fine! If I, Tang San, lose, then if Teacher tells me to go east, I'll never go west!"

Tang San agreed at once. He then took the bedding from Yu Xiaogang and headed straight for Room Seven of the academy.

Yu Xiaogang shook his head slightly and chuckled. "Confidence isn't always a good thing. This time, I'll use it to temper your character a little!"

The Coiling Dragon Staff was a top-tier martial soul. To fully activate it on his own without the guidance of a famous teacher—how could such a person be ordinary?

The reason Yu Xiaogang had not stopped him was, first, because he wanted Tang San, this twin martial soul wielder, to test the mettle of Ao Yin, who possessed innately full soul power. Second, he had realized that although Tang San appeared obedient, he was actually just as proud and unruly. He had to let the boy hit a wall once, so that he would obey him in the future. After all, to prove his martial soul theories, he needed an obedient child.

Especially since he would be taking Tang San to hunt for a soul ring tomorrow.

A soul master's first soul ring was of the utmost importance. It had to follow his wishes. Yu Xiaogang would never allow Tang San to harbor any thoughts of defiance.

Notting Academy, Room Seven.

"All done! If we push the two beds together, we can sleep together now, right?"

Xiao Wu clapped her hands and looked at Ao Yin with a proud expression.

Ao Yin examined the beds again and muttered, "It still feels like something's missing?"

"I know! We're still missing a blanket, but Xiao Wu didn't bring any bedding!" Xiao Wu spotted the problem at once and then looked toward Ao Yin.

Ao Yin slapped his thigh and said with a wry smile, "I didn't bring any bedding either!"

Seeing this, Wang Sheng and the others hurried over with ingratiating smiles, clutching their own bedding. "Boss, Sister Xiao Wu, use mine! Use mine!"

Ao Yin smiled faintly. Wang Sheng might be young, but he certainly understood how to conduct himself.

However, he wasn't someone who casually took advantage of others. He touched the storage pouch at his waist. It was filled with a huge pile of copper soul coins obtained from signing in. He had money with nowhere to spend it, so he had no need for theirs.

Just as he was about to tell Wang Sheng and the others to take their bedding back, footsteps suddenly sounded from the doorway.

Ao Yin turned toward the sound, and his pupils immediately contracted. "Tang San?"

A child dressed in blue walked in through the doorway, carrying bedding in his arms.

Xiao Wu's eyes lit up. She took a liking to it instantly, bypassed Wang Sheng and the others, walked up to Tang San, pointed at the bedding in his arms, and said, "I want that bedding!"

Tang San froze slightly. When he saw that the speaker was a lively, rosy-cheeked young girl, his eyes lit up as well. Though she still looked young, he could tell that she would surely grow into a rare beauty!

Hearing Sister Xiao Wu specifically demand that bedding, Wang Sheng and the others crowded around as well and loudly said, "Newcomer? Hand that bedding over to our boss and Sister Xiao Wu!"

"Your boss? Sister Xiao Wu?"

Sister Xiao Wu naturally referred to this little girl, but who was this boss?

A blanket could leave a good impression on this budding beauty, but what the hell was this boss?

"You don't have to hand it over—unless you can beat our boss!"

Wang Sheng could see Tang San's faint dissatisfaction and directly pointed toward the innermost part of the room.

Tang San followed his finger and saw Ao Yin looking at him with an amused expression.

Ao Yin walked over to Xiao Wu's side. Xiao Wu immediately pressed herself against him and even rubbed against him twice with practiced familiarity.

"Little San, you really are the third wheel this time!"

Ao Yin rubbed Xiao Wu's head. Beside them, Tang San's breathing quickened. Such a budding beauty was actually so intimate with that boy?

Although they were still children at this stage, with simple minds and none of the usual convoluted thoughts between them, Tang San was different. From the very first moment he saw Xiao Wu, he had already had designs on her—such a budding beauty would be easiest to coax while she was still immature.

Though he wasn't sure whether Ao Yin had such intentions, someone had indeed beaten him to it. His chances in the future had been greatly reduced.

"Ao Yin is the boss of Dorm Seven?" The more Tang San thought about it, the angrier he became.

Wang Sheng and the others nodded. "The rule in Dorm Seven is that whoever is stronger becomes the boss!"

"Perfect! It's time to settle the old score from three months ago!"

"Ao Yin, this time I'll definitely knock you flat!"

Tang San cracked his neck and directly challenged Ao Yin.

However, Ao Yin did not care in the slightest. Smiling faintly, he said, "Xiao Wu, did you hear that? He said he's going to knock me flat? Hahahahaha!"

Xiao Wu's delicate brows furrowed slightly. With her hands on her hips, she walked up to Tang San and said disdainfully, "To beat you, Ao Yin doesn't even need to make a move. I'll test you first!"

"You?"

Tang San froze slightly, while Ao Yin looked as though he were watching a show.

"A real man hiding behind a girl—what kind of man is that?" he gritted out.

Ao Yin merely shrugged and smiled faintly. "And what kind of trash are you, if you can't even handle a girl?"