Tang San Curses the Master: Gangzi, You're Useless!

"Eat shit."

Tang San: "???"

Ye Lin: "???"

The air fell silent.

Ye Lin was dumbfounded.

Tang San froze too, his outstretched hand hanging in midair for a long moment.

What had gotten into this old man today?

Tang San's face darkened. I'm a God King. Who dares defy me?

"You have chosen the path to death."

Ye Lin's scalp prickled as he listened.

That's so Tang San.

Without another word, Old Jack raised his hand and slapped him hard.

Smack!

"Tang San, watch your mouth!"

The slap snapped Tang San's head to the side. A red mark rose on his cheek, and he stared in disbelief.

He had been a God King in his previous life. When had anyone ever treated him like this?

That old bastard dared hit me?

Some dirt-poor village chief thinks he's fit to lay a hand on me?

Once I reach Nuoding Academy and become a god again, I'll make you regret it.

You old fossil. Sooner or later, I'll have you on your knees begging me...

Old Jack stood there without expression. The more viciously Tang San cursed him in his head, the happier he felt. At least it made the journey more entertaining.

That rotten brat acted sweet and sensible to his face, but inside, he was full of contempt and schemes. Did he really take Old Jack for a fool?

Ye Lin was baffled.

That wasn't how it happened in the book. When had Tang San and Old Jack's relationship turned out like this?

That slap had come without the slightest warning. Tang San hadn't seen it coming, and neither had Ye Lin.

He stole a glance at Tang San, whose eyes were full of murderous intent.

Old bastard...

Killing intent surged through Tang San.

When has a God King like me ever suffered such humiliation?

If I hadn't lost my strength, I could crush a mere Old Jerry with one finger.

Just you wait!

Time passed.

At last, the three of them reached the gates of Nuoding Academy. As expected, a young gatekeeper stopped them.

Old Jack hurried to explain that the two children were work-study students and produced two certificates from Spirit Hall.

Surprise flashed across the young gatekeeper's face.

"Two work-study students? And both have Innate Full Soul Power?"

"These certificates must be fake."

"Especially this one with Blue Silver Grass. Since when could a trash Martial Soul like that have Soul Power?"

"And you're from Holy Soul Village? More like Beggar Village."

"What did you say!"

Old Jack flared up.

"What are you shouting for?"

The young gatekeeper lost his temper too and reached out to shove Old Jack.

In the original story, Tang San had stepped in. This time was different.

Tang San resented Old Jack and held a grudge against him.

He made no move to help.

The gatekeeper shoved Old Jack to the ground.

Tang San folded his arms and watched Old Jack fall, his face expressionless.

A flicker of satisfaction even passed through him.

Serves you right for treating me like that on the way here.

Ye Lin hurried over to help Old Jack. "Grandpa Village Chief, are you all right?"

Old Jack waved him off and pushed himself up from the ground.

After hearing Tang San's thoughts, he was convinced the brat deserved to die.

Just then, a steady voice came from behind them. "What are you doing?"

The gatekeeper turned around, and his expression immediately grew more restrained.

"Master, you're here. These country folk..."

Yu Xiaogang walked over, frowning slightly. "Shoving an elderly man—is that how Nuoding Academy conducts itself?"

The gatekeeper opened his mouth but didn't dare argue.

Yu Xiaogang ignored him and turned to Old Jack, his tone gentler. "Sir, are you bringing the children here to enroll?"

Old Jack nodded.

"I'll take them inside," Yu Xiaogang said.

Yu Xiaogang took the two Spirit Hall certificates Old Jack handed him and led Tang San and Ye Lin into Nuoding Academy.

As they walked, he glanced over the certificates.

He stopped short.

Two children with Innate Full Soul Power. One had Blue Silver Grass as his Martial Soul; the other had a Body Martial Soul.

Blue Silver Grass could have Innate Full Soul Power?

That completely contradicted Martial Soul theory!

Unless he had Twin Martial Souls!

He was about to think it through when a voice suddenly exploded inside his head.

So I still ended up meeting that utterly useless Gangzi.

My Blue Silver Grass with Innate Full Soul Power shocked you, didn't it?

Master of theory? Heh. You're a failure who spent his whole life stuck at Soul Grandmaster. What gives you the right to study Martial Souls?

You passed fifty and still hadn't advanced beyond level twenty-nine.

You're a fool who knows nothing but theory. Without my Nine-Leaf Purple Mushroom, you'd never have reached Soul Elder in your lifetime.

Yu Xiaogang: "???"

He jerked his head up and looked around, finally fixing his gaze on Tang San.

But Tang San looked calm, his lips closed. He showed no sign of having spoken.

Yu Xiaogang turned to Ye Lin, who looked just as bewildered.

"Who... was speaking just now?"

Yu Xiaogang's voice tightened.

Tang San shook his head. "Nobody spoke."

Ye Lin shook his head too. "Master, neither of us said anything."

Yu Xiaogang's brows drew together. He stared at Tang San for several seconds.

That voice had been perfectly clear, its tone cutting and vicious. It was unmistakably this child's voice.

Yet the child truly hadn't opened his mouth.

Had he imagined it?

Suddenly, the voice returned.

That brainless fool is probably thinking I have Twin Martial Souls right now.

He actually stumbled onto the truth by sheer luck. I do have Twin Martial Souls.

But he has no idea that Twin Martial Souls only appear when the two Martial Souls are roughly equal in quality.

I didn't have any Soul Power to begin with. I cultivated all of it using the Mysterious Heaven Skill over these past six years.

He doesn't know a thing!

This time, Yu Xiaogang was certain: neither of them had opened his mouth.

Yet the voice was unmistakably Tang San's.

Could he be hearing Tang San's thoughts?

The child looked so kind, but his thoughts were venomous.

Tang San's thoughts continued.

To think a God King like me has to take a fraud hungry for fame as my teacher. What a disgrace.

I was kind enough to help you break through level thirty in my last life. Don't worry—you can forget about that happening this time.

Yu Xiaogang's pupils contracted sharply.

Last life?

Breaking through level thirty?

There was too much to unpack. What was going on with Tang San?

It seemed Tang San had been reborn. For some reason, Yu Xiaogang could hear his thoughts.

Ye Lin watched Tang San and Yu Xiaogang stand there in silence and decided not to speak either.

I'm just a supporting character. If the protagonist isn't talking, why should I? Yu Xiaogang will probably ask to take him as a disciple soon. I just need to let the plot play out.

Hurry up, you useless Master.

Tang San's thoughts rang out again.

Why aren't you begging to take this God King as your disciple? It would be the greatest blessing of your life.

Just don't run your mouth so much during the Battle of Jialing Pass. You just had to claim you'd trained a god. What the hell did my becoming a god have to do with you?

If you hadn't held me back, I might have become a god years earlier. Then Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue wouldn't have caused so much trouble.

I'd have killed them both before any of that happened!