Xu Yuan Was Out of Strength, So Tang San, Give Him a Push

"Xu Yuan, I forgot to bring bedding too."

The teacher standing at the door was Mo Hen. He had come to deliver bedding to Tang San.

He also told the three newcomers what work-study students were responsible for and what would happen if they shirked their duties.

Just after the teacher left, Xiao Wu suddenly realized she had forgotten her bedding too.

So she set her sights on Xu Yuan, who was making his bed.

The bedding Grandmaster had given Tang San was neat enough, but how could it compare to something given by a woman in love?

To thank Xu Yuan for helping her find true love, that female Soul Master had picked the best of the best.

From its embroidered patterns to its softness and comfort, Xu Yuan's bedding left Grandmaster's three streets behind.

Xiao Wu could have made her choice with her eyes closed.

She crouched beside Xu Yuan's bed, her hands propping up her smooth chin as her eyes, clear as autumn waters, stared straight at him.

"How about we share one set for now? Mine's pretty big."

Xu Yuan understood exactly what Xiao Wu meant.

He had no intention of refusing. Instead, he tested the waters.

After all, he really had taken Xiao Wu's Hundred Thousand Year Origin.

If Xiao Wu flew into a rage and seized his bedding, he would have nowhere to plead his case.

Xiao Wu: Who stands before this court and dares bring a complaint against Sister Xiao Wu?

Rather than let that happen, he might as well suggest sharing a set of bedding first.

At least he could guarantee himself a blanket tonight. He might even get a sweet, soft little pillow in the middle of the night.

"Hmph! Don't think Sister Xiao Wu will forgive you just because you did this!"

Xiao Wu gave a cold snort and turned her little head away haughtily.

Xu Yuan let it pass and pushed his bed toward Xiao Wu's with all his strength.

Tang San stood beside Wang Sheng, watching Xu Yuan with envy and feeling miserable.

If Xu Yuan's bedding hadn't looked more comfortable, wouldn't Xiao Wu have shared a bed with him instead?

In both his past life and this one, Xiao Wu was the prettiest girl he had ever seen, bar none.

But now he could only watch helplessly as Xiao Wu lay down beside someone else.

It hurt!

It hurt too much!

"Hey, you... Your name's Tang San, right?"

Lost in his grief, Tang San suddenly heard Xiao Wu call out to him.

Could it be...

The possibility was no more than a sliver, yet stormy waves surged across the calm lake of Tang San's heart.

"S-Sister Xiao Wu..."

Tang San was so nervous that he began to stammer.

He couldn't help it. Xiao Wu was just too cute.

Yet the words that came from Xiao Wu's mouth pierced his heart like blades of ice.

"Tang San, can't you read the room at all?"

"Can't you see Xu Yuan's out of strength? Why aren't you coming over to help push? Are you just going to stand there and watch?"

Xiao Wu planted her hands on her hips, thoroughly dissatisfied with her underlings' attitude.

Back when she had first taken human form as a Soul Beast, she had been timid and cautious. Now that her Hundred Thousand Year Origin was gone, if she stayed timid, wouldn't it have vanished for nothing?

"Huh?"

Tang San stared in disbelief. You two are sharing a bed, I can't stop you, and now I'm supposed to go over and give him a push?

What kind of hellish demand is that?

"What do you mean, 'huh'?"

"Wang Sheng, what's going on with your Dorm Seven? Do you have any rules at all?"

"You said I was the boss, but now my words mean nothing?"

Anger surfaced on Xiao Wu's delicate little face.

"Hey, don't be angry, Sister Xiao Wu!"

"It's just a push. If Tang San won't do it, plenty of others will!"

Wang Sheng strode over to Xu Yuan. With a slight circulation of Soul Power, he pushed Xu Yuan's bed over to Xiao Wu's.

"As expected of a Soul Master with a Beast Martial Soul! Even without using Martial Soul Possession, his physical strength is far beyond an ordinary person's."

Envy showed in Xu Yuan's eyes.

Given the choice, what transmigrator wouldn't want to become a Power Attack System or Control System Soul Master?

Unfortunately, his Martial Soul, the Wish-Granting Tree, belonged to the support system.

It had no ability to strengthen Xu Yuan's body.

What was more, before his Martial Soul awakened, Xu Yuan often hadn't had enough to eat. He had been afraid to exercise for fear of malnutrition.

As a result, Xu Yuan's physical condition was worse than an ordinary person's.

He couldn't compare with Tang San, who carried a Soul Beast bloodline.

With the Mysterious Heaven Skill paired with the Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline, how was that any different from photosynthesis?

Tang San's meals were nothing more than thin porridge, yet he could forge iron and absorb a four-hundred-year Soul Ring.

Anyone else who tried that would have died long ago.

"Xu Yuan, you don't need to envy Wang Sheng so much."

"You might not be as strong as him, but until you've paid off what you owe me, Sister Xiao Wu will look out for you."

Xiao Wu walked up to Xu Yuan and patted his shoulder with her fair little hand, every bit the big sister in charge.

I hope you can still say that after I absorb your Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring.

"Then thank you so much, Sister Xiao Wu!"

Xu Yuan meant that sincerely.

Support-system Soul Masters might be popular, but their combat strength was too weak. They had to rely on other Soul Masters for protection.

Unless...

Unless the Wish-Granting Tree can help me obtain a Second Martial Soul.

But what am I supposed to do about the Wish-Granting Tree Martial Soul's price?

Xu Yuan sighed helplessly to himself. If only another "great benefactor" like Xiao Wu would appear.

But what were the odds of a coincidence like that happening again?

At that thought, Xu Yuan's gaze toward Xiao Wu softened considerably.

She truly was kind!

"Huh? What's with that look? I'm telling you now, Sister Xiao Wu performs, but she doesn't sell herself."

Xiao Wu seemed to notice Xu Yuan's strange gaze and felt goosebumps rise all over her body.

"All right, the dorm's clean!"

"Now, this instant, take me to the Cafeteria!"

Xiao Wu's stomach was nearly flat with hunger. She had to feast on carrots at the Cafeteria and eat Xu Yuan poor.

With that, Xiao Wu and the others headed for the Cafeteria, led by Wang Sheng, Dorm Seven's boss before the last one.

Before they even entered, they spotted someone at the Cafeteria entrance who was both familiar and unfamiliar.

Yu Xiaogang!

They often saw Yu Xiaogang wandering around Nouding Academy, so he felt familiar at a glance.

But they had never seen him teach a class, so he still felt like a stranger.

"Teacher, you're here to eat too."

Tang San broke away from the group and walked over to Yu Xiaogang.

His manner was respectful. Anyone could tell at a glance that the two were close.

They did not talk for long.

Once Yu Xiaogang and Tang San parted, Wang Sheng asked, "Tang San, you know Grandmaster?"

Tang San glanced at him. "He's my teacher!"

"No way. Why would you do that to yourself?"

Wang Sheng drew a sharp breath, convinced Tang San had fallen for a scam.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this Grandmaster?"

Xiao Wu was baffled.

Tang San had simply taken a teacher. Why was Wang Sheng reacting so strongly?

"Sister Xiao Wu, you don't know. This Grandmaster is no great shakes. They say he's nearly fifty and his Soul Power still hasn't reached Level 30!"

"He only gets to stay at the academy as a guest because he's on good terms with the Dean. He just coasts through each day."

"To put it bluntly, he's a freeloader. He's never taught us a single class."

After hearing Wang Sheng out, Xiao Wu was filled with respect.

She had never imagined the human world had such a good-for-nothing. Thankfully, after taking human form, she was a genius with Innate Full Soul Power.

"Enough, Wang Sheng. Unless you want to spar with me again, don't say anything like that from now on."

"And there's no need to trouble yourselves with paying for my meal today."

With that, Tang San turned and left.

The others had not expected Tang San to react so strongly.

"What's his problem?"

Wang Sheng cursed under his breath. So much for trying to help! He hadn't said anything wrong. It was all true!