"Ah... it hurts, it hurts... where's the water?" Xiao Wu cried out in pain. She scrambled up from the floor and rushed toward the toilets outside the dormitory.
Seeing Xiao Wu in such a sorry state, the work-study students all failed to hold back and burst out laughing.
"Her butt's on fire!" Wang Sheng laughed loudly.
Seeing how miserable Xiao Wu looked, Tang San shook his head. He had chosen not to intervene because he and Xiao Wu had only just met; they were nowhere near as close as they had been in the original story.
Exposing his Tang Sect Secret Arts and falling out with his own brother over a little girl would have been an extremely foolish thing to do.
Tang San still had enough sense to understand that.
"You learned to throw your weight around at such a young age. Consider this a little lesson. If you dare provoke me again, I won't mind turning you into a real roast rabbit." Xiao Yan had not dealt a killing blow either. The moment Xiao Wu rushed out of the dormitory, he had withdrawn his flames.
Just then, a teacher in his thirties walked in from outside. "The new work-study students, step forward."
Xiao Yan and Tang San stepped forward together.
The teacher said, "My name is Mo Hen. You can call me Teacher Mo. These are the bedding sets the academy has issued you." With that, he handed over two quilts.
Xiao Yan and Tang San accepted the bedding. Though the two sets were hardly luxurious, a fresh, dry scent greeted them. The bedding was brand-new, with a pillow tucked into each set.
Mo Hen said, "Since you're both work-study students, you'll be responsible for cleaning the garden on the south side from now on. You'll receive ten copper soul coins a day. Remember, you must clean it every day, or your wages will be docked."
Hearing this, Xiao Yan and Tang San both nodded.
Carrying his bedding back to his bed, Xiao Yan tidied up briefly before leaving Dorm Seven. With all the noise here, he could hardly read and study martial soul cultivation in peace.
Barely had Xiao Yan left the dormitory when Xiao Wu returned. Everyone covered their mouths and laughed in unison at the sight of her.
"Laughing? What's so funny? If any of you dare laugh again, I'll beat you up!" Watching Xiao Yan's retreating figure, Xiao Wu seethed with anger. She rubbed her scorched, rounded bottom and spoke viciously.
Although everyone still desperately wanted to laugh, cowed by Xiao Wu's tyranny, they could only hold it in.
"Tang San, where did you get that bedding?" Xiao Wu asked, looking at the bedding in his arms.
Tang San said, "The teacher handed these out to the work-study students. You happened to be away just then, so you missed out. He probably hasn't gone far. Hurry and ask him for a set."
Xiao Wu said, "Tang San, how about we discuss something?"
"Discuss what?" Tang San froze for a moment.
With the look of a female hooligan, Xiao Wu said casually, "Your quilt looks pretty big. It should cover two people just fine. I can't be bothered to ask the teacher for one. How about we push our beds together and share?"
"Huh? Men and women shouldn't be so intimate. Is that really appropriate?" Tang San looked a little shy on the surface, but inwardly, he was thrilled beyond measure. His mind was hardly that of a six-year-old child.
Little did Tang San know that the one facing him was no little girl, but a hundred-thousand-year-old monster.
Who knew how many descendants a hundred-thousand-year-old rabbit had?
Probably only Buddha Tang could take a fancy to her.
Rabbits reproduced quickly; it was an instinct etched into their genes. Generally, rabbits could reproduce at six months old and complete a breeding cycle in roughly two months.
Even at six kits per litter and twelve litters a year, that would mean 7.2 million rabbits over a hundred thousand years. Who knew whether God King Tang was wearing a cuckold's green hat?
Most absurdly, in the original story, after Xiao Wu and Tang San ascended to the Divine Realm, she completely forgot her identity as a soul beast and looked on indifferently as Tang San schemed soul beasts into near extinction.
Someone like that could truly be called a person who recited the classics yet forgot her ancestors.
Her own mother had been killed by humans not long before, yet the moment she entered the human world, she became inseparable from Tang San, completely forgetting how her mother had died.
Whenever there was fighting or bullying, Xiao Wu was always the most excited. For instance, on their first trip to the Star Dou Great Forest in the original story, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun harassed the female students of Canghui Academy, and Xiao Wu could not have been happier.
Did she remember that she was a girl too? Or what if she had been the one being harassed? This kind of person... no, this kind of rabbit was born rotten.
Those useless fools from Shrek were the same. Whenever they encountered a powerful opponent, they were all too frightened to breathe loudly. Just look at when they met Dugu Bo at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy: every one of them pulled their heads in like turtles.
It was a textbook case of bullying the weak and fearing the strong, yet they even came up with the line, "A soul master who doesn't dare cause trouble isn't a good soul master."
Xiao Wu was also a complete brainless idiot. Born a beast, she became a sword sheath, willingly turning herself into Tang San's tool.
But had Tang San ever truly loved her?
Looking at the entire series, Tang San had treated Xiao Wu as nothing but a tool from beginning to end: a tool that supplied him with soul rings and soul bones, and someone he could use to showcase his devotion.
Just like... always... (censored)
In the later Douluo installments, Tang San's father became the Plane Master, and his mother became the Tree of Life. After Destruction and Life left the Divine Realm, Tang San took their divine positions and gave them to his son and daughter-in-law.
Tang San's parents, son, and daughter-in-law all received divine positions, yet Xiao Wu never did. She always had only one identity: the Asura God's sword sheath, an accessory belonging to Tang San.
Was Tang San incapable of finding Xiao Wu a suitable divine position?
Not at all.
Was it because Xiao Wu was a soul beast? But weren't Tang San's mother and daughter-in-law soul beasts too?
The only conclusion was that Tang San had never intended to let Xiao Wu become a god and escape her identity as the sheath for the Asura God Sword. In Tang San's heart, Xiao Wu was merely a tool.
Why would Tang San care whether a tool had a divine position? He believed tools had no thoughts and did not deserve one.
Tang San split his own daughter in two to steal the Auspicious Beast's bloodline and used his own son to complete his ten-thousand-year plan. Had he asked Xiao Wu's opinion before doing any of this?
Xiao Wu seemingly held the highest standing in the Tang Family, with Tang San constantly going mad over her, but in truth, her standing was the lowest.
Xiao Wu died because she had been affected by a portion of the Golden Dragon King's destructive aura and had fallen ill from longing after losing her son. Because Tang San was so busy, Xiao Wu never told him, and he never noticed on his own.
Was this Tang San's so-called love?
He was usually too busy with his ambitions to care about Xiao Wu, and he even dragged her son into his schemes. Then, after she died, he put on an act of profound regret. How could he not have been responsible for her death?
If Tang San had found Xiao Wu a stronger divine position over all those years, if he had paid any attention to her condition, or if he had not sacrificed their son for some ten-thousand-year plan, Xiao Wu would not have died.
When had Xiao Wu ever died for anyone but Tang San? If he wanted revenge against those who hurt her, he should have started by slicing himself into a thousand pieces. Had he done that?
Even after being reborn in Douluo V, Tang San's attitude toward Xiao Wu did not change at all. Xiao Wu reincarnated as Young Mistress Mei, and Tang San stole her bloodline power without the slightest qualm. Wasn't he still treating Xiao Wu as a tool?
In Douluo I, Tang San still had to maintain an image as pure as ice and spotless as jade: Xiao Wu sacrificed herself willingly, while Tang San had no choice. In Douluo V, he actually stole Xiao Wu's bloodline himself. Despite her repeated sacrifices, her standing fell instead of rising.
And Tang San called these laughable feelings of his devotion?
Xiao Wu's standing was like that of a doll bought from a shop: he glanced at her a few times when he remembered her, then usually tossed her into a corner to gather dust. She did not even count as a pet; at least a pet's food, water, and bodily needs required attention.
As a genuine tool, an object, Xiao Wu had no independent personality. She barely even resembled a living being.
Whenever Tang San's devotion needed to be displayed, Xiao Wu was dragged out so he could go mad over her. When she was not needed, she was tossed into a corner to gather dust. When necessary, she supplied him with soul rings, soul bones, and bloodline power.
And this was supposed to be a story of breathtaking love?
Most absurdly, some people actually thought this was love!
Rant over. There will be no more ranting after this.
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