Yu Xiaogang Turned into a Purple-Skinned Double-Ponytail Pigman

Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath and said, "As everyone knows, Blue Silver Grass is inherently extremely weak. Coupled with Tang San's frail body, he likely couldn't withstand the energy impact of a high-year Soul Ring."

"Having him absorb the Soul Ring of a Ten-Year Lone Bamboo was both a helpless choice and the safest option."

"The Lone Bamboo's defining trait is toughness. After Xiao San absorbs it, his Blue Silver Grass will gain the Lone Bamboo's characteristics."

"This will provide considerable help when he absorbs higher-year Soul Rings in the future."

"The Clear Sky Hammer can benefit from this as well and absorb higher-year Soul Rings later on."

"So while it may seem as though I harmed Xiao San, I was actually paving the way for him."

"After all, Xiao San is not only your son, but also my disciple. Why would I ever harm him?"

Tang Hao was left stunned. After thinking it over, he actually found it somewhat reasonable, and his heavy breathing immediately calmed.

"So that was it. Master, I misunderstood you. Continue watching over Xiao San. I'll be leaving first."

"Don't tell him I came, and don't reveal my identity to him."

"I'm very relieved to leave Xiao San in your care."

With that, Tang Hao leaped away and vanished into the thick forest.

"Phew..." Yu Xiaogang let out a long, forceful breath.

His back had long since been soaked in cold sweat.

Thankfully, he had managed to bluff his idol, Tang Hao. Otherwise, he might truly have died here today.

After all, Tang Hao was the fierce man who had hammered the previous Pope to death.

"What a pity. After Xiao San absorbs this Ten-Year Lone Bamboo Soul Ring, he probably still won't be able to defeat that Lu Yuan who has no respect for his elders."

Once the danger had passed, Yu Xiaogang recalled the duel between Tang San and Lu Yuan, and he felt irritated again.

"Hmph, that little buzz-cut brat dared to insult my lord. He needs to be taught a lesson!"

Tang Wutong, hidden in the shadows, furrowed her delicate brows as a faint glimmer lit up at her fingertips.

Among the dead leaves, a tiny Black Mamba Tentacle Snake was seared by the light. Driven wild by pain, it sprang up, bared its venomous fangs, and in its panic drilled into Yu Xiaogang's anus.

"Ah—"

Yu Xiaogang's eyes bulged as he jumped into the air in shock, clutching his anus tightly.

He felt something burrow into his intestines, where it continued to wriggle incessantly!

"Sanpao, come help me get that thing out!"

As piercing pain continued to shoot through him, Yu Xiaogang struck a pose like he was holding in a bowel movement and summoned Luo Sanpao.

"Luo luo."

Luo Sanpao jumped out of a cloud of purple smoke and circled Yu Xiaogang, utterly unsure of what to do.

"Step on my stomach and force that thing out!"

Cold sweat poured from Yu Xiaogang's forehead, and his body gradually grew weaker.

He had already been poisoned.

Though the Black Mamba Tentacle Snake was merely a ten-year soul beast, it was still a venomous soul beast.

"Luo luo."

Affected by the poison in Yu Xiaogang's body, Luo Sanpao's mind became muddled. It failed to hear him clearly and instinctively let out a fart.

"Pfft..."

"I didn't tell you to fart!"

Yu Xiaogang flew into a rage, but his already weakened body was directly knocked unconscious by the stench.

"I really never thought that little snake would crawl in there..."

Tang Wutong scanned the surroundings, confirmed that no one was nearby, and approached the unconscious Xiaogang with mixed amusement and exasperation.

Because its master had lost consciousness, Luo Sanpao had already returned to his body automatically.

Tang San was still absorbing the Soul Ring of that Ten-Year Lone Bamboo.

"Since the mission is complete, it's time for me to leave."

"While I'm at it, I'll kill the snake in your intestines. What an eyesore."

Tang Wutong glanced at Xiaogang and casually sent a ball of gentle golden light toward his abdomen.

Having done all that, she left the Soul Hunting Forest cleanly and decisively.

"Urgh." Yu Xiaogang let out an unconscious groan.

The Black Mamba Tentacle Snake in his intestines slowly dissolved under the light's effects, triggering a miraculous reaction within his body.

The light Tang Wutong had sent out did not dissipate. Instead, it fused the Black Mamba Tentacle Snake's essence with Luo Sanpao's essence.

A layer of golden light radiated from Yu Xiaogang's entire body. Even in his slumber, the corners of his mouth curled upward uncontrollably.

His appearance began to change.

Overall, he looked just like Luo Sanpao, with the appearance of a Purple-Skinned Boar.

The only difference was that it had Yu Xiaogang's sexy face.

A pair of ponytail-like feelers grew from its head.

The anus between its buttocks turned into a vicious snakehead, as though a sexy butt plug had been inserted there.

Yes, perhaps stimulated by Tang Wutong's Ultimate Light, Yu Xiaogang's martial soul had transformed from an external martial soul into a beast martial soul that could possess his body!

Notting Academy.

Xiao Chenyu led a group of lackeys as they followed Lu Yuan to the academy's back mountain.

The so-called back mountain was not within Notting Academy itself, but rather a small hill outside the academy's rear gate.

Lu Yuan casually chose a flat patch of ground and said indifferently, "This will do."

"No problem."

Xiao Chenyu looked at Lu Yuan across from him and said, "As long as you can beat me, I'll acknowledge you as my boss. But if you can't beat me, then you'll obediently call me boss!"

Lu Yuan said, "I'm not interested in being anyone's boss. If you want to fight, hurry up. Stop wasting time."

"Then let's go! Awoo!"

Xiao Chenyu possessed his martial soul. His eyes turned pale green, and the muscles throughout his body began to swell.

"Xiao Chenyu, sixth-year student. Martial soul: Wolf. Level-eleven one-ring Battle Soul Master."

He announced his martial soul and level, a gesture of respect toward his opponent.

"Lu Yuan, first-year student. Martial soul: Sky-Propelling Spear. Level-fourteen one-ring Battle Soul Master."

Lu Yuan likewise announced his martial soul and level.

"A first-year student with fourteen levels of soul power? How is that possible?!"

"This guy looks younger than all of us. What level was his innate soul power?"

"Boss Xiao is probably going to lose. It looks like this guy wasn't bragging."

Upon hearing Lu Yuan's soul power level, the watching students began whispering among themselves, and discussion immediately erupted all around them.

Fourteen levels!

Xiao Chenyu's face instantly darkened. Cold sweat seeped uncontrollably from his forehead as immense pressure bore down on him.

First year meant he was only six or seven years old, yet he already possessed fourteen levels of soul power.

He had clearly run into a tough opponent.

Combined with Lu Yuan's earlier tone when speaking to him, his background definitely was not ordinary.

Xiao Chenyu's father was the city lord of Notting City.

Having watched his father's conduct in official circles since childhood, he had picked up some of that political instinct himself.

Thus, the first thing he considered was Lu Yuan's origins.

His father had repeatedly warned him that there were certain great clans in this world that must never be offended.

The Lu Yuan before him might be a descendant of one of those great clans.

"Make your move."

Lu Yuan had no idea what this guy was thinking and merely urged him on.

"Sigh..."

Xiao Chenyu secretly sighed. Had he known that Lu Yuan possessed such strength and such a mysterious background, how could he have dared to pick a fight with him?

But by now, there was no turning back.

Xiao Chenyu had already made his challenge public. If he surrendered without fighting, he would no longer be able to hold his head up at the academy.

With that in mind, he could only charge toward Lu Yuan with gritted teeth.

"Good."

Lu Yuan raised his arm, and the Sky-Propelling Spear in his hand shot forward in a swift thrust.