Yu Xiaogang: Why Had My Hair Turned Green?

Xiao Wu looked at Wang Feng. Seeing that he had no intention of making a move at all, she pouted and gave up unhappily.

"Hey, you're Wang Feng, right? What's your martial soul?"

Although Wang Feng was unwilling to fight her, Xiao Wu was still very interested in him.

"My martial soul? This."

As Wang Feng spoke, he released a ball of emerald-green light from his hand.

"A ball of light, and it's green. Is that your martial soul? It's my first time seeing a martial soul like that."

Xiao Wu stared curiously at the glowing orb in Wang Feng's hand.

"A martial soul like that is so strange."

"Yeah, it feels like that Green Light could infect people."

"But he has Innate Full Soul Power. It must be powerful, right?"

Wang Sheng and the others stared at Wang Feng's martial soul in amazement.

"Which of you is Tang San and Wang Feng?"

At that moment, a teacher walked in carrying two sets of bedding.

Tang San hurriedly stepped forward. Wang Feng thought for a moment, then stepped forward as well.

The teacher who entered said, "My name is Mo Hen. You can call me Teacher Mo. The master asked me to bring you your bedding. This set is Tang San's, and this set is Wang Feng's."

The teacher handed Tang San a brand-new set of bedding, then gave Wang Feng an older set.

Tang San accepted the bedding and held it to his chest, warmth filling his heart. Yu Xiaogang's somewhat stiff face and green hair surfaced in his mind. He was the second person to treat him so well.

Wang Feng looked at the old bedding in his hands. It had obviously been used by Yu Xiaogang before. Then he looked at Tang San's new bedding and shook his head in disgust.

If Yu Xiaogang wanted to treat them differently, then so be it. Wang Feng did not care. But what was the meaning of giving him old bedding? Had Yu Xiaogang still not given up on recruiting him as a disciple and wanted to use him as a guinea pig for his theories?

He might as well not have this bedding.

"Xiao Wu, do you want this bedding? I'll give it to you." Seeing that Xiao Wu had no bedding, Wang Feng asked.

"Wang Feng, you..." Tang San immediately became a little angry when he saw what Wang Feng was doing.

His teacher had given Wang Feng that bedding, yet Wang Feng wanted to give it away to someone else the moment he received it. That was disrespectful to his teacher.

Xiao Wu looked at the bedding Wang Feng offered her and shook her head. It was obviously old, and she did not want to use something someone else had used.

Since even Xiao Wu did not want it, Wang Feng could only set it aside.

After Teacher Mo Hen explained the chores the work-study students needed to do and told Wang Feng, Tang San, and Xiao Wu when classes would begin, he finally left.

"I'm going to buy a new set of bedding. Do you want to come?"

After tidying up, Wang Feng saw that Xiao Wu still had no bedding and asked her.

Xiao Wu thought about it, then agreed. "Mm, I'll go with you."

Xiao Wu was quite interested in Wang Feng's Green Light martial soul. When she had seen it, she had felt something very unusual, though she could not explain what it was.

"Hey, Xiao Wu, perfect. I have time too, so I'll go with you."

Seeing Xiao Wu about to go out alone with Wang Feng, Tang San followed them almost without thinking.

He had a feeling that he would regret it if he did not follow them.

"Fine, let's go together."

Xiao Wu glanced at Tang San and readily agreed.

Unlike Wang Feng, she could clearly sense an aura from Tang San that felt familiar to her, somewhat like the feeling of encountering one of her own kind. That was why she agreed to let him come along.

"Sure, let's go." Wang Feng had no objection to Tang San coming along. They were only going to buy bedding with Xiao Wu, not doing anything special between the two of them. One more person did not matter.

Meanwhile, inside Yu Xiaogang's room.

"Wang Feng's martial soul is not a Mutated Martial Soul, yet he has Innate Full Soul Power. That means his martial soul is extremely powerful. It has never appeared in history, so this must be its first appearance. A genius like this must become my disciple."

After looking through some information, Yu Xiaogang confirmed that Wang Feng was definitely a genius, and that his martial soul was definitely a top-tier martial soul appearing for the first time.

"Only I can nurture a student like this into greatness."

Yu Xiaogang was very confident. As long as Wang Feng received his guidance, he would surely possess the potential to become a Titled Douluo in the future.

"Wang Feng, along with Tang San... With these two, I'll definitely be able to prove to the world that my theories are correct."

Yu Xiaogang clenched his fists, filled with excitement.

"However, Wang Feng has yet to acknowledge me as his master. It seems I'll have to put in some effort. The opening ceremony is tomorrow, and classes start the day after. When necessary, I'll have to show him what I can do so that he takes the initiative to become my disciple."

Earlier, he had shown off some of his knowledge before Tang San. That child had been smart enough to take the initiative to acknowledge him as his master, even saying that once a teacher, always a father. That had greatly pleased him.

But when it came to Wang Feng, he had made a misjudgment. Still, he no longer cared. After all, he was a distinguished master of theory. His willingness to accept Wang Feng as a disciple was already an honor for Wang Feng.

After thinking for a while, Yu Xiaogang prepared to enter his study to look up more information and refine his theories. As he passed a mirror, he suddenly realized that his hair was no longer its original black color.

"What's going on? Wasn't my hair black? How did it turn green?"

Although green carried no special meaning in this world, he still found it strange for his entire head of hair to turn green.

That lush green hair was not pleasing to look at either.

"Could it be Wang Feng?"

Yu Xiaogang suddenly thought of Wang Feng's martial soul—the Green Light.

He clearly remembered that his hair had still been black before he met Wang Feng. Now that it had suddenly turned green, it definitely had something to do with Wang Feng.

He seemed to understand why so many students and teachers had looked at him that way on his way back.

"It must have happened when I pulled him. His martial soul affected me."

"Just from pulling him once, his martial soul actually affected me. A martial soul like that, an ability like that... perhaps..."

At that thought, Yu Xiaogang clenched both fists, his eyes burning with excitement.

If it was truly as he imagined, then he had to accept Wang Feng as his disciple as soon as possible.

Tang San had Twin Martial Souls, while Wang Feng had a miraculous martial soul. After receiving his guidance, these two disciples would one hundred percent make his theories famous across the continent.

Looking at his reflection with its full head of green hair, Yu Xiaogang was surprised to find that he looked far more energetic than before.

This green hair actually suited him quite well.

In the past, he had never paid much attention to his appearance. Otherwise, he would not have dressed so sloppily. Now it seemed that he needed to properly tidy himself up.

"By now, Tang San and Wang Feng should have moved in and received the bedding I sent them. It's just about lunchtime too, so I might as well take them out for a meal."

With that in mind, Yu Xiaogang changed into clean clothes and left his quarters, heading toward Dorm Seven.

Along the way, Yu Xiaogang became a green spectacle at Notting Academy.

Yu Xiaogang did not care in the slightest about the people around him pointing and whispering.

In his eyes, these people were merely frogs at the bottom of a well.

How could a man with soaring ambitions care about the remarks of such frogs?

By then, Wang Feng and Xiao Wu had already bought their bedding and were heading back.

Tang San, who had followed them, jogged over to Xiao Wu's side.

"Xiao Wu, let me carry that for you."

"No need. I can carry it myself."

"It's fine. I'm strong, and boys should help girls carry things."

As Tang San spoke, he took Xiao Wu's bedding from her, then gave Wang Feng a provocative glance.

For someone who had come from the Tang Sect in his previous life, it was his first time trying to please such a cute girl. But he liked a girl this cute.

Xiao Wu smiled. "If you get tired, just give it back to me."

"Don't worry. I can handle it."

Watching Xiao Wu smile and frown, Tang San felt that he wanted to protect a girl like her for the rest of his life.

Wang Feng sneered silently. He had not expected Tang San, who possessed an adult's memories and had crossed over from the Tang Sect, to have such a side to him.

In Wang Feng's understanding, Tang San was dull, poor with words, and a two-faced hypocrite with questionable character.

In his previous life, Wang Feng had also discussed Tang San's character online. The line that had left the deepest impression on him was the judgment that Tang San was disloyal, unfilial, and corrupt.

For example.

He was permitted to establish a sect on his own, yet as an expelled disciple, he abused the Tang Sect's name. That alone was a minor matter. After establishing the Tang Sect, he returned from Sea Soul Island as the sect master but did not even check on the condition of his disciples. How much time would that have taken? That was disloyalty.

His father was crippled, and his mother had become a blade of grass. For four years, he never went to visit them, while all he thought about was reviving his lover first. That was unfilial.

He cruelly slaughtered spiders and Spirit Beasts. Worse still, he slaughtered hundreds and thousands of low-level Soul Masters as though they were pigs and dogs. What had those people done to deserve it? Spirit Hall's legitimate hunting of Spirit Beasts was nowhere near as vile as his actions. That was inhumanity.

He left his team behind and turned everything more and more into a personal performance. There were only a few occasions left where he relied on his brothers' strength, and even then, the Six Monsters were merely putting on a show. He took the divine artifacts while others picked up the scraps. That was unrighteousness.

The Ice-Fire Spring was unique throughout the ages, yet Tang San dug up every Immortal Herb that had grown for a hundred years. He took every treasure he saw and valued profit in every transaction. That was corruption.

The Six Monsters had long become supporting props who picked up leftovers and carried the banner. He took the increased difficulty and rewards, while others took the reduced experience. Yet Tang San kept claiming that everything he did was for his brothers. He used slaughter many times worse to take revenge on others, yet praised himself as righteous. He massacred whale pods and Spirit Beasts, even though Life itself had a right to survive. He followed divine will to exterminate an entire race and felt proud of it. That was shamelessness.

Yet Tang San still maintained a courteous attitude toward others and appeared humble. However, a disloyal, unfilial, corrupt, and shameless man who merely spoke and acted with outward grandeur could not help but seem hollow and hypocritical. He was not as open and forthright as Chong Lou, Gui Li, Lucifer, or even Defying Heaven from The Legend and the Hero.

(Personal opinion. If you disagree, please don't flame me.)

It seemed that, in the original work, he still did not know enough about Tang San.

Thinking this, Wang Feng quickened his pace toward Dorm Seven. As for Tang San and Xiao Wu, they could do as they pleased. He was not someone who fawned over Tang San.

"Hey, Wang Feng, why are you walking so fast?"

Seeing Wang Feng walk faster and faster, Xiao Wu caught up and asked him.

"I'm hungry. Let's hurry up, put away the bedding, and eat."

"Mm, I'm hungry too. Tang San, are you hungry? Let's eat together later." As Xiao Wu spoke, she turned to ask Tang San.

"Mm, okay."

After the three of them finished putting everything away and headed toward the cafeteria, they happened to see a middle-aged man with green hair—no, a green hat—walking toward them. He was Yu Xiaogang.

Seeing his teacher, Tang San hurried forward to greet him. "Teacher, why are you here?"

Yu Xiaogang smiled and said gently, "You've only just arrived at Notting Academy, so you probably haven't become familiar with it yet. I came to take you to the cafeteria for a meal and tell you a few things along the way."

"Thank you, Teacher."

His teacher had just brought him bedding, and now he had come to take him to eat. To ordinary people, this was simply normal behavior, but to someone born in the Tang Sect, it made him feel very warm.