The Naked Master and Disciple

Slap!

Another slap!

"Blue Silver Entanglement, still Blue Silver Entanglement!"

"I'll entangle your ancestors for eighteen generations!"

Slap, slap, slap!

The slaps came one after another!

Watching Tang San being abused, Grandmaster sighed in his heart.

Tang San's first soul skill was called Blue Silver Entanglement.

It wasn't Blue Silver Poison Thorn, it wasn't Blue Silver Strangulation, and it certainly wasn't Blue Silver Killer Vine!

It was just a simple, plain entanglement!

The thirty-year Solitary Bamboo Soul Ring granted the Blue Silver Grass a single characteristic: it increased the toughness of the Blue Silver vines by a negligible amount.

Beyond that, it had no attack power, nor did it have any additional effects.

It was like a three-year-old child using all their might to hug an adult's leg.

The adult might find it annoying or obstructive, but they would never feel any pain.

"Im... impossible..."

Tang San was dizzy from the slaps, desperately pushing his soul power to sprout more Blue Silver Grass, but it was to no avail.

Cold sweat slid down his temples and dripped into his eyes, stinging them painfully.

The tall man slapped him for a while, then seemed to grow tired and simply lowered his hand.

"Make it quick! I'm here to rob you, not kill you!"

"Hand over everything valuable on you, and I'll spare your lives!"

Spare our lives!!!

I am a disciple of the Tang Sect; when have I ever suffered such humiliation!

Right, I still have hidden weapons!

Tang San gritted his teeth and reached for his waist with his left hand.

But then, he was stunned once again.

It was over; his Sleeve Arrow had been used up in the Hunting Soul Forest while dealing with the Mandala Snake!

Just as Tang San was racking his brain for a way out, the tall man had already lost his patience.

Crack.

Tang San's only good arm was twisted and broken.

The crisp sound of bone fracturing exploded on the night road.

"Ahhh!" Tang San let out a scream like a slaughtered pig.

"You don't know what's good for you." The tall man spat, bent down to rip the money pouch from Tang San's waist, weighed it in his hand, and tossed it to his companion behind him.

"Teacher... Teacher, save me..."

Tang San lay in the mud, his mouth full of dirt, his left arm hanging at an eerie angle, blood foam spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Grandmaster's face turned deathly pale. He could barely protect himself, yet Tang San was still dragging him into this?

Rebellious disciple! Don't you know your teacher is poisoned and severely injured, unable to circulate even a shred of soul power?

"Oh, almost forgot about you," the tall man stepped forward, aimed at his target, and snatched the Twenty-Four Bridges Moonlit Night, "Hand it over!"

Grandmaster watched helplessly as his Soul Tool was taken away, pleading repeatedly, "You can't take this!"

"This is my life's savings! My research materials! My manuscripts!"

The tall man ignored him; this was the primary target of his mission.

If he forgot after being reminded two or three times, he would have no face left to show anyone!

"Also, you lot, search them and take all their valuables!"

"The boss said: when a wild goose passes, pluck its feathers; when a tree passes, strip its bark!"

The bandits were highly enthusiastic, "Yes!"

A while later, the night wind, wrapped in a chill, blew through the woods by the roadside.

Tang San and Grandmaster stood on the side of the road, wearing nothing but their underpants.

The carriage had long since carried the bandits away, disappearing into the distance.

The master and disciple stood there, half-naked in the middle of the wilderness on the night road, staring at each other.

"Teacher..." Tang San was dazed, "What... what do we do now?"

Grandmaster remained silent for a full dozen breaths.

"Run."

"Run?"

"Run back to Notting City."

Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth, deciding to throw caution to the wind. "We have three hours until dawn!"

"If we're lucky, we can make it back to the academy before daybreak and avoid being seen by too many people!"

The master and disciple exchanged a look, took a deep breath in unison, and began sprinting toward Notting City on their bare legs.

The night wind scraped against their exposed skin, chilly and biting, as if countless invisible hands were groping them all over.

Tang San had never felt so humiliated in his life.

No, he had never felt so humiliated in two lifetimes.

Yet, even more humiliating things were yet to come.

"Ah—there's a pervert!"

A scream finally erupted from a nearby window.

"There's a pervert! Two exhibitionists are running down the street!"

Spurred by the scream, lights flickered on across half of Notting City.

Countless people threw open their windows, either to catch a glimpse of who it was or to pelt them with rotten vegetable leaves.

The master and disciple looked at each other, gritted their teeth, covered their faces with their hands, and kept running!

Yu Xiaogang was managing, but Tang San was struggling.

Both of his arms were broken, and only one leg was functional, so he was practically stumbling and lunging forward.

The worst part was that without his hands to cover himself, his face was laid bare for everyone to see!

The crowd erupted into a frenzy of gossip!

"My god, I recognize that kid. Isn't that Tang San, the one who lost a bet to Ye Hua a couple of days ago?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Who would have thought? I never imagined he had a penchant for streaking!"

"He is a genius with Innate Full Soul Power, after all. Be careful, or he might come back to cause you trouble when he grows up."

"Cause me trouble? He should worry about himself first. With a penchant for streaking in the middle of the night, how could the academy possibly keep a student like him?"

Recognized by the crowd, Tang San's face turned a shade of red and green, but he could only keep running like a madman!

Finally, the two reached the academy and scrambled into Yu Xiaogang's office.

The door slammed shut behind them.

Yu Xiaogang dug out a few old garments to drape over himself and Tang San.

Afterward, he sat slumped in his office chair, his eyes vacant and lifeless.

His Twenty-Four Bridges Moonlit Night,

his life savings,

the manuscripts he had spent decades researching,

all gone...

Tang San collapsed into another chair. Every bone that could be broken was broken, and the only things he could move were his eyeballs.

Just as he had entered the office, he had tripped, managing to break his only remaining good leg in the process.

His Soul Ring was gone, his hidden weapons were gone, his money was gone, his clothes were gone, and even his last shred of dignity had been stripped away completely.

The two sat there like that, neither of them speaking.

A long silence followed.

Then, it was unclear who started it first.

"Waaaah!!!"

They burst into loud, wailing sobs!

The crying was earth-shattering, scaring Director Su so much that he thought the academy was haunted in the middle of the night.

He tracked the sound to Grandmaster's office, pushed the door open, and saw the two of them huddled together in old rags, still exposing much of their skin, weeping as they touched. He fell silent at once.

"You two..."

Yu Xiaogang looked up, his face turning a burning red. "No, no, no! Director! It's not what you..."

"I know, I know, I know!" Director Su covered his face. "I'm leaving now, I won't disturb you!"

With that, he moved at what was likely the fastest speed of his life—

Turning! Sprinting! Fleeing!

He was in such a rush that he accidentally slammed into the doorframe, leaving a large bump on his head.

He left only Yu Xiaogang, draped in old rags, standing stunned in the chilly night wind...

At the same time, in a small villa in Notting City.

Wang Sheng and several older Work-Study Students pulled off their black face masks and let out long sighs of relief, their faces still flushed with excitement that had yet to fully fade.

"Hahahaha! I can't take it anymore!"

"Brother Ye Hua, you... you didn't see the look on Tang San's face, hahahaha!"

Ye Hua sighed helplessly, "Wang Sheng, you've been laughing for three minutes now. Isn't it time to talk about business?"

"Did you bring the things I asked you to get?"