Yu Xiaogang's Great Wisdom? Dugu Yan: Don't Keep People in Suspense!

At Nording Academy, Tang San had already fought most of the academy's soul masters and gained a little fame, but he still wanted to challenge Jiang Nanchen.

Just how strong was this person from Holy Soul Village who possessed an angel martial soul?

Why was he the one who had earned the favor and guidance of a Titled Douluo?

"Little San, what's wrong with you today?"

Yu Xiaogang, who had come over to Tang San, noticed that something seemed off about him.

"Nothing. I was just thinking about Jiang Nanchen. I really want to spar with him."

Tang San was filled with fighting spirit, his gaze resolute.

"Spar?" Yu Xiaogang froze for a moment, then shook his head. "Not for now. We don't know where he went, or even whether he went to Spirit Hall."

Yu Xiaogang did not have even a shred of confidence right now. If he had any, he could at least make preparations in advance.

"Then it can only be this way." Tang San sighed.

Yu Xiaogang patted Tang San on the shoulder. "Little San, don't worry. Your teacher will definitely help you defeat him. A mere Jiang Nanchen is nothing to fear."

Your father was Tang Hao. If Jiang Nanchen dared show himself alone, Tang Hao would definitely not let him go. It could be said that he would surely die. But with Jiang Nanchen's intelligence, Yu Xiaogang judged that he certainly would not do that.

First, he had been taken away by Spirit Hall's Porcupinefish Douluo. Second, Spirit Hall would definitely assign someone to protect him separately.

If Tang Hao showed himself, Spirit Hall would definitely hunt him down. A situation where both sides suffered would benefit no one.

Therefore, the safest method was to cripple Jiang Nanchen and make him Little San's stepping stone.

That way, Tang San could travel farther on the path of a soul master. Becoming a Titled Douluo was practically guaranteed, but becoming an Ultimate Douluo was far more difficult.

Yu Xiaogang also had to prove himself.

"Teacher, I'll work hard."

Tang San was extremely confident. A teacher for a day was a father for life. He would not disappoint his teacher, and his teacher certainly would not disappoint him.

Master and disciple alike were full of confidence in the future.

By noon, in the dining hall of Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

Jiang Nanchen was eating chicken legs while Ye Lingling watched him and Dugu Yan take small bites. Neither of them ate with as much appetite as Jiang Nanchen.

By the time Jiang Nanchen had finished five, Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling had only eaten a little over half of one.

"So delicious!" Jiang Nanchen held a chicken leg in each hand and took huge bites.

"Little Nanchen, slow down. I'm afraid you'll choke." Dugu Yan was helpless. It was her first time seeing someone who could eat so much.

"What's there to be afraid of?" Jiang Nanchen said with a smile.

Dugu Yan spread her hands. "You win. While you're eating, let me tell you about Lingling's and my family backgrounds. You should know that the students at Heaven Dou Royal Academy are either wealthy or noble."

Jiang Nanchen nodded. "Go ahead, I'm listening."

Qian Renxue had already told him once, so he knew everything, but it had not come from them personally.

Dugu Yan straightened up, a hint of pride in her voice.

"My Dugu Clan has used poison for generations. My grandfather is the renowned Poison Douluo, Dugu Bo, a Titled-level powerhouse. Across the continent, everyone would give him three parts respect when his name was mentioned."

After saying that, she stared eagerly at Jiang Nanchen, expecting to see surprise on his face. Yet Jiang Nanchen did not even raise his head as he gnawed on his chicken leg, merely giving a perfunctory "Wow": "That's impressive."

Dugu Yan froze at once, even her chopsticks stopping midair. "You're not surprised at all? That's a Titled Douluo!"

Jiang Nanchen looked up and smiled. "What's so surprising? It's not like I've never seen a Titled Douluo before."

"Keep talking tough. You must be jealous that I have a Titled Douluo for a grandfather." Dugu Yan snorted and turned her head away. She had wanted to show off, only to feel like she had punched cotton. It was incredibly stifling.

She had originally wanted to introduce Ye Lingling as well, but when she turned around, she saw Ye Lingling gently tugging her sleeve and shaking her head.

"I'll say it myself." Ye Lingling's voice was soft, but every word was clear. "My family belongs to the Nine-Heart Begonia line. We have been passed down through a single heir for generations. My mother has some reputation on the continent as well, and quite a few people have owed the Ye Clan favors over the years."

She spoke calmly, yet there was a trace of deep family heritage in her words. The Nine-Heart Begonia's healing ability was unmatched across the continent. Any soul master who had received its grace held the Ye Clan in high regard.

Jiang Nanchen nodded slightly. "The Nine-Heart Begonia martial soul is good, but being passed down through a single line is also a drawback. It can't become a force like the great clans. That's rather unfortunate."

His tone remained calm.

Dugu Yan curled her lips, muttering inwardly, Come to think of it, Little Nanchen does make a lot of sense.

Ye Lingling secretly clenched her fists, her fingers gripping the skin of her thigh until it faintly hurt.

Jiang Nanchen was not wrong. The Nine-Heart Begonia being passed down through a single line was indeed a drawback. It could not flourish and grow, and in the end, it was only a small clan.

Its upper limit was too low, and its lower limit was restricted as well.

"Little Nanchen, you seem to know quite a lot. Then tell me, what drawback does our Dugu Clan's martial soul have?"

Dugu Yan raised her brows at Jiang Nanchen. "If you're right, I'll buy you chicken legs every day from now on!"

"That won't be necessary. I don't need you buying them for me every day. No matter how delicious something is, you'll get sick of it if you eat too much." Jiang Nanchen shook his head.

"You're even looking down on me?" Dugu Yan pretended to be angry and shot Jiang Nanchen a glare. "I, Dugu Yan, am still considered a great beauty."

"Give it a rest. Stop being so full of yourself." Jiang Nanchen rolled his eyes, then said, "I'd better answer your question first."

Jiang Nanchen finished the chicken leg in his hand, spat out the bone, and looked at Dugu Yan.

"The problem with your Dugu Clan lies in your martial souls themselves. Although your grandfather is a Titled Douluo, you can ask him how many people from the Dugu Clan have ever reached the rank of Titled Douluo, and how many of them were able to live out their natural lifespans!"

Dugu Yan's smile froze as she fell silent.

What Jiang Nanchen said made so much sense that she had no response.

She had barely heard her grandfather mention the previous generations, and even her memories of her parents were extremely vague.

In theory, the Jade Phosphor Serpent martial soul was not especially poor, but neither was it especially powerful. It was merely average. Yet Dugu Bo was a Titled Douluo.

That alone was enough to establish a sect.

Why were there only her and her grandfather now? She had truly never considered that before.

"What you said makes a lot of sense. I'll go back and ask Grandfather." Dugu Yan said.

"If you ask, ask the right questions. Ask why there are only two people left in your Dugu Clan, and check whether there's something wrong with your body."

With that reminder, Dugu Yan would surely go ask with doubts in her heart.

"Hey, hey, hey, aren't you going to tell me everything at once?" Dugu Yan was anxious. "Why are you keeping me in suspense?!"

What a little brat. Being kept in suspense was the worst.

No matter what Dugu Yan said, Jiang Nanchen merely smiled without answering. He simply would not tell her.

With doubts in her heart, she would leave the academy that afternoon and find Dugu Yan to seek answers.

If she was impatient, she might want to go home and ask right now.