Ma Hongjun Takes Tang San to the Brothel

Early the next morning, urgent bells pierced the thin mist and gathered all the students on the training grounds.

Today's lineup was especially grand. Flander and Zhao Wuji, the dean and vice dean, stood side by side, with several unfamiliar teachers beside them.

Flander adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and introduced them one by one:

"This is Teacher Li Yusong, responsible for practical combat; Teacher Lu Qibin, responsible for martial soul theory; and Teacher Shao Xin, responsible for logistics scheduling."

Finally, he forcefully pulled over the stern-faced, thinning-haired middle-aged man beside him:

"This is Mr. Yu Xiaogang, my old brother. He devoted his entire life's work to developing the 'Ten Core Competitiveness Theories of Martial Souls.' He can truly be called a guiding light to the soul master world! You may call him—Master."

He deliberately emphasized the last two words.

The moment the title "Master" was spoken, everyone instinctively looked at Tang San.

The weight of a teacher capable of teaching such an outstanding disciple was obvious.

Only Lin Jiang sneered inwardly.

His life's work, my ass! Ten Core Competitiveness Theories?

Didn't he just repackage the public theories from Spirit Hall's library? This bald fraud...

Looking at Yu Xiaogang's unsmiling face, he suddenly changed his mind.

The next subsystem slot can wait for Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing. I'll reward it to this 'theory master' instead!

Yu Xiaogang's stern gaze swept across the crowd, his voice rigid as if measured with a ruler.

"Dismissed. Gather here at the same time tomorrow morning. Remember, anyone absent from breakfast will receive 'special extra training.'"

The teachers had barely disappeared around the corner when the tense atmosphere on the training grounds instantly relaxed.

Ma Hongjun's little eyes spun around as he rubbed his hands and chuckled.

"Anyone want to head into Suotuo City? I've been cooped up for days. This young master needs to get some air!"

He deliberately made the words "get some air" sound suggestive.

Dai Mubai stood with his hands in his pockets, looking up at the drifting clouds.

He had finally managed to build up a bit of a decent image in front of Zhu Zhuqing in Star Dou Forest. He had no intention of ruining all that effort.

Oscar let out a long yawn, tears hanging at the corners of his eyes.

"Give me a break, Fatty. I just broke through Rank Thirty. I need to go back and catch up on sleep. Don't wake me even if the sky falls!"

The three girls' gazes stabbed into Ma Hongjun like knives. Xiao Wu puffed out her cheeks in anger—everyone knew that whenever this fatty went into town, he was definitely up to no good.

"I'll go with you."

Tang San's voice was not loud, yet it struck like thunder from a clear sky.

The fat on Ma Hongjun's face trembled violently, and his little eyes immediately lit up with the gleam of a hungry wolf.

He quickly glanced at Xiao Wu beside him, whose face had darkened at once, then lowered his voice with lecherous excitement.

"Third Brother? You... you finally figured it out?!"

Lin Jiang stood at the edge of the crowd with his arms folded, a barely noticeable curve at the corner of his lips.

He knew Tang San's little scheme perfectly well. He only wanted to visit a blacksmith shop in Suotuo City. But with such a good opportunity, how could Lin Jiang not add fuel to the fire?

[Ding! Godhood System mission issued!]

The cold mechanical voice pierced Tang San's mind like a steel needle.

[Mission: Immediately say, "Fatty, take me to broaden my horizons," and follow Ma Hongjun to the brothel!]

[Mission reward: Blue Silver Grass martial soul quality increased!]

[Mission failure: Blue Silver Grass martial soul quality permanently downgraded!]

[Time limit: 4 hours.]

Lin Jiang watched Tang San's back stiffen instantly and sneered inwardly. That lousy grass of yours will become the Blue Silver Emperor sooner or later anyway. Might as well trade it for some fun now.

Tang San only felt a chill rush from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head!

A brothel?! This... this was simply... But the temptation of "martial soul quality increased" whispered like a devil in his ear!

The label of trash martial soul had been lodged in his heart like a thorn for far too long!

Downgraded? If it got any worse, could it even still be called a martial soul? He did not dare imagine the consequences!

"I'm going to the blacksmith shop to buy some..."

Tang San had just opened his mouth when the rest of his words got stuck in his throat.

His Adam's apple bobbed with difficulty. Under Fatty's eager, lecherous gaze and Xiao Wu's suddenly icy, sharp stare, he gritted his teeth and forced out the words through clenched jaws.

"Fatty, take me to... broaden my horizons!"

The air instantly froze.

Ma Hongjun's fat face first went blank with disbelief, then burst into an oily glow of ecstasy.

In excitement, he threw an arm around Tang San's shoulders so forcefully that he nearly strangled him to death.

"Good brother! Let's go! Today, Fatty will show you what a paradise on earth looks like!"

Xiao Wu's face had already turned black as a pot bottom, and flames nearly burst from her beautiful almond-shaped eyes!

She stared fixedly at Tang San as though she were meeting him for the first time.

Dai Mubai and Oscar were both stunned. Even a trace of shock flashed through Zhu Zhuqing's cold eyes.

Lin Jiang watched the show begin with satisfaction as Tang San was half-dragged, half-pulled toward the academy gates by Fatty, his back as stiff as a plank.

Ma Hongjun's oily fat face blossomed into a grin, his arm locked tightly around Tang San's neck and nearly cutting off his breath.

"See that? See that? Now that's a real man! Why hide it?"

He deliberately raised his voice and shouted toward Dai Mubai.

"Boss Dai is acting all proper now. What a hypocritical prude!"

"Tang San!"

Xiao Wu's voice was like an ice-tempered blade. Her pretty face had gone pale with rage, and her chest heaved violently.

"So this is the filth filling your head! You disgust me!"

Zhu Zhuqing's cold gaze was like two flying daggers, pinning Dai Mubai directly in place.

"Hmph. Dai Mubai, stop pretending too. If you want to go, just say so. Hypocrite!"

Dai Mubai's face turned green from being choked by her words. He opened his mouth to explain, but the contempt in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes nailed him where he stood.

Lin Jiang, arms folded, coolly added,

"Tang San, your courage is admirable. I just wonder... whether you'll catch something too?"

Ning Rongrong immediately edged closer to Lin Jiang and muttered softly, "Exactly! Brother Jiang is still better..."

Tang San's eyes rolled white from Fatty's chokehold. He struggled to turn his head and reached toward Xiao Wu, his voice warping out of tune.

"Xiao Wu... listen to me... it's not what you think..."

"Get lost!"

Xiao Wu abruptly turned her back on him, her shoulders trembling with anger. She did not want to hear another word.

That "get lost" was like a red-hot branding iron, searing itself into Tang San's heart.

Pain instantly drowned him, but the words "martial soul upgrade" shone in his mind like a lighthouse in the darkness.

Endure! I have to endure! Once I grow stronger, Xiao Wu will naturally fall into my arms! He swallowed his shattered teeth along with his blood.

Ma Hongjun could not care less about any of that. He dragged Tang San toward the academy gates, his fat face brimming with lecherous excitement as he lowered his voice.

"Don't worry, don't worry! Brother Fatty will broaden your horizons today! I guarantee I'll find you one who's good at her job! But..."

He rubbed his fingers together and chuckled. "As for the money... shall we split it half and half? Even brothers settle accounts clearly!"

Watching the two of them stagger away with their arms around each other's shoulders, Lin Jiang's mouth twitched as he complained inwardly.

No way. Two people... and you're only ordering one? Fatty, you're way too stingy!