Tang Hao Appears

"Teacher, I lost to..." Tang San looked up at Yu Xiaogang.

Having learned the gist of what had happened, Yu Xiaogang gently interrupted Tang San. "Little San, I already know."

Tang San froze. He did not understand how Yu Xiaogang knew he had lost to Bai Ye.

"When I went to the cafeteria, I ran into some work-study students, but you weren't with them. When I asked, I learned that you had lost to Bai Ye," Yu Xiaogang explained.

Though his heart ached to see Tang San like this, he still put on a stern expression. "As my disciple, you will surely become an unparalleled powerhouse in the future. It was only a small spar before you even became a Soul Master. Don't take it to heart. And crying after losing is not how a man should behave!"

"But he, at the time..." Tang San told him everything that had happened, including every detail.

Yu Xiaogang was instantly enraged. He had thought it was merely a childish spar, but the truth was worlds apart from what he had imagined.

His beloved disciple had been relentlessly swung around and beaten by the Bai Ye who had rejected him!

Although Tang San also admitted that he had forced the challenge, Yu Xiaogang did not think that was a problem.

At that moment, he was burning with rage, but he also understood that it would be better for Tang San to reclaim his pride himself than for Yu Xiaogang to stand up for him.

Thus, he suppressed his anger and, like a strict father, sternly said to Tang San, "Even so, you cannot cry! A real man sheds blood and sweat, not tears!"

"Teacher, I understand." Tang San spoke softly. "It won't happen again."

He already knew how ridiculous his earlier behavior had been.

"Mm. You haven't eaten yet, have you? I'll take you to eat first." Yu Xiaogang's expression eased considerably as he pulled Tang San toward the cafeteria.

Along the way, he continued to comfort him.

"Little San, failure is the mother of success. One defeat proves nothing. Flowing water does not compete to be first; it competes to flow on without end. Your future accomplishments are destined to surpass Bai Ye's."

"Without my guidance, it is basically impossible for him to become a Titled Douluo, and his cultivation speed will be far inferior to yours."

"Let's not talk about the distant future. Just the fact that you possess Twin Martial Souls is something he cannot possibly compare to. You are the third person in the past hundred years to possess Twin Martial Souls."

"Tomorrow, I will take you to hunt a Soul Beast and obtain a Soul Ring. Once you become a one-ring Soul Master, your strength will increase dramatically. Then why worry that you cannot wash away this humiliation!"

After eating, Yu Xiaogang took Tang San back to his dormitory and immediately had Tang San display his second Martial Soul.

"Yes, Teacher." Tang San released his small hammer. Yu Xiaogang, who had been sitting calmly, suddenly stood up with an excited expression.

"This is..."

"Tang San, Tang..."

"Does your father's surname happen to be Tang as well?"

Tang San was instantly speechless, but he still nodded.

Yu Xiaogang did not care in the slightest and immediately asked, "Then what does your father do? What is his name?"

Tang San said, "My father is called Tang Hao. He is the village blacksmith."

Yu Xiaogang froze. He rushed excitedly before Tang San, intending to tell Tang San about his father's identity.

But when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back down.

Instead, he said excitedly, "Little San, if I had a ninety-eight percent certainty before that you would crush Bai Ye in the future, then now I have a one hundred percent certainty."

"You must remember that Bai Ye is merely an insignificant sight along your path to becoming an unparalleled powerhouse."

Tang San was extremely surprised, but Yu Xiaogang did not elaborate. He was not stupid. The man himself had not revealed his identity, so if Yu Xiaogang did so, would he not be asking for death?

Tang San might say that a teacher for a day was a father for life.

But whether Tang Hao would acknowledge Yu Xiaogang as a brother was another matter entirely.

Afterward, Yu Xiaogang taught Tang San much more knowledge and emphasized that he must not add a Soul Ring to his second Martial Soul without permission.

Then he had Tang San leave, while he himself planned to report to the headmaster about going out to hunt Soul Beasts.

After all, no matter what, he was still part of the academy. Going out to hunt Soul Beasts was a major matter, and he would need to be away from the academy for quite some time. It would not be right not to inform the headmaster.

"Hello, Grandmaster."

Just then, a tall man wearing a gray robe appeared before Yu Xiaogang.

"You are?" Yu Xiaogang was full of vigilance.

"Do not be nervous. If I wanted to kill you, you would not even see me. Speaking of which, it has been twenty years since we last met, hasn't it?"

"You are... Haotian..." Yu Xiaogang's pupils abruptly contracted.

"Do not mention that old title." Tang Hao cut Yu Xiaogang off and coldly said, "We met a few times back then. Others might think you are a madman or a fool, but I see you as a persistent man. Little San choosing you as his teacher was a very good decision."

Yu Xiaogang felt immensely satisfied.

Anyone would feel that way after receiving recognition from their idol.

"What you said earlier was right. As my son, Little San is destined to be beyond comparison to that brat Bai Ye. Little San also has Innate Full Soul Power, and a Mutated Martial Soul is not something Twin Martial Souls can be compared with. I can rest assured leaving Little San to you."

Yu Xiaogang listened with the corners of his mouth lifting, but when he heard the end of it, his expression changed.

However, Tang Hao offered no further explanation and did not let Yu Xiaogang ask anything. He merely delivered his final instruction.

"Remember, no matter when, he will always be my son!"

Clearly, this was a warning to Yu Xiaogang: do not start calling himself Tang Hao's brother just because of one thing Tang San said!

After Tang Hao finished speaking, he tossed a pitch-black token bearing six designs onto the table before Yu Xiaogang.

Bang!

The door shut, and Tang Hao vanished.

Meanwhile, Tang San, having been consoled by Yu Xiaogang, happily returned to Dorm Seven.

If Xiao Wu, Wang Sheng, and the others had not known that Tang San had been badly beaten, they might have thought Bai Ye was the one who had been beaten instead.

"Little San, you've stopped crying? Looks like the Grandmaster's comfort worked well." Wang Sheng teased.

Tang San's face instantly darkened. Yu Xiaogang and Tang Hao, his two fathers, could call him Little San, but outsiders could not, especially when Wang Sheng called him Little San!

That made him even less able to endure it.

Though he had looked happy just now, the damage Bai Ye had inflicted on him would remain until he personally returned it.

I can't beat Bai Ye, but can't I beat you? Tang San thought. After looking around and seeing that Bai Ye was absent, he immediately attacked Wang Sheng.

"Damn!" Wang Sheng jumped in fright, then hurriedly called for his dormmates to attack together. "Little San's gone wild! Brothers, knock some sense into him!"

"You think you can act fierce just because Boss Bai isn't here?" Xiao Wu also joined in without holding back.

Although Tang San was strong, he could not withstand so many opponents, and Xiao Wu was no weakling either.

Thus, Tang San was badly beaten once again.

Bai Ye, meanwhile, had no idea what was happening in Dorm Seven. He was in the headmaster's office, intending to ask for help hunting Soul Beasts.

If one were to ask who was the strongest person in all of Notting Academy, it was naturally Headmaster Yuri.

With someone like him helping, Bai Ye would have a greater chance of obtaining a Thousand-Year Soul Ring as his first Soul Ring.

Of course, he had not intended to rely solely on Yuri, a Soul Elder.

When hunting Hundred-Year Soul Beasts, many Soul Masters needed to form groups. For more powerful and dangerous Thousand-Year Soul Beasts, that was even more necessary.

Having crossed over into this world, Bai Ye did not fight battles without a one hundred percent chance of victory. Even a ninety-eight percent chance was not enough.

"Headmaster, I want to absorb a Thousand-Year Soul Ring as my first Soul Ring." Bai Ye looked at Headmaster Yuri with a serious expression.

Yuri froze, finding it hard to believe those words had come from the mouth of a six-year-old level-ten Soul Warrior.

At that moment, Yu Xiaogang's cold voice came from the doorway.

"You are seeking death! The maximum age limit for a first Soul Ring is 423 years!"