"I never thought the Tang God-King would be afraid of dogs." Watching Tang San flee madly in the distance, terrified by Sang Biao, Yun Tian could not help curling his lips.
When he faced Tang San in the future, he could shout:
Shut the gates and unleash Sang Biao!
After completing his enrollment paperwork, Yun Tian did not hurry to Dorm Seven.
He had yet to buy sheets, bedding, and the like.
"Having to carry all this stuff by hand is such a pain. I'll have to find a way to get a Storage Soul Tool later."
Meanwhile, in Dorm Seven,
Tang San pushed open the door, drenched in sweat and panting heavily. Although he was already far away from that big dog, his heart still fluttered with panic, his legs felt weak, and his face was deathly pale.
Seeing Tang San like this, Wang Sheng immediately came over to him.
"Holy crap, brother, how many rounds did you go last night?"
"We might be Soul Masters, but you still need to take care of yourself. Don't drain yourself dry!"
Cold sweat all over his head, weak legs, a pale face, and trembling lips.
One look told you he had taken flight plenty of times!
Tang San's expression immediately darkened at Wang Sheng's words.
Although he had devoted himself wholeheartedly to hidden weapons in his previous life, sometimes, in the dead of night, he would sneak over to the pools to peek at his senior and junior sisters bathing.
He could not have understood Wang Sheng's words any better.
Tang San snorted coldly and glared fiercely at Wang Sheng before walking toward an empty bed on his own.
What had just happened was utterly humiliating. He was a distinguished disciple of the Tang Sect, a supreme genius who had created its ultimate hidden weapon, the Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus!
Yet a dog had frightened him into that sorry state. What a disgrace!
No, he had to fix this problem of his. He had to reach the point where seeing a dog would not stir a single ripple in his heart!
"Hey, brother, you're a new work-study student, right? Dorm Seven has a rule. New arrivals have to fight me, the boss. If you win, you become the boss of Dorm Seven."
Wang Sheng walked up to Tang San. Honestly, he did not really want to fight him.
With the other boy looking as weak as a dog, he was genuinely afraid he might fail to hold back and beat him to death.
But there was nothing he could do. Those were Dorm Seven's rules.
At those words, a trace of ruthlessness flashed deep in Tang San's eyes.
Just when he was feeling frustrated, a punching bag had delivered himself to his door.
"Sure~"
For some reason, hearing Tang San's voice made Wang Sheng shudder all over.
On the shopping street,
Yun Tian sat on a set of steps off to the side, holding several bags full of soul coins.
In front of him, several boldly dressed young women formed a circle, showing off their long, pale legs and even broad expanses of snowy skin.
In the middle of that circle was the only one of its kind on the Douluo Continent, a creature as rare as could be:
A derpy husky! A Siberian husky!
After glancing at the sky, Yun Tian stood up, walked over to the women, and pushed past the young women in front of him, saying,
"All right, all right, time's up. We're heading back."
As Yun Tian squeezed inside, a little gust of perfume rushed straight into his nose.
After putting Sang Biao on a leash, Yun Tian headed toward a small shop nearby under the lingering, reluctant gazes of the young women behind him.
Once he had bought some bedding, Yun Tian headed toward Nuoding Academy.
That evening, just as Yun Tian rode Sang Biao into Dorm Seven, a little foot in a pink shoe kicked toward him.
Sang Biao reacted first, jerking his body and throwing Yun Tian off.
Then he twisted his body and tilted his head, dodging the kick outright.
Immediately afterward, Sang Biao lunged forward and bit down, drawing a delicate cry.
"Ow!"
Hearing that familiar voice, Yun Tian looked up.
A figure in pink came into view.
A hundred-thousand-year-old rabbit?
It looked like she was the one who had kicked at him.
Yun Tian knew Dorm Seven's rules, so he also knew why Xiao Wu had kicked at him the moment she saw him.
"Sang Biao, let go."
Hearing Yun Tian's voice, Sang Biao slowly loosened his jaws, then trotted happily over to him.
A distinctly human look of anticipation actually appeared on his canine face.
I, Sang Biao, earned merit by saving you! Aren't you going to hurry up and pay me tribute?
Seeing this, Yun Tian smiled, took a piece of beef jerky from inside his clothes, and tossed it to Sang Biao.
Xiao Wu walked over as well. Two marks were still visible on her calf.
Fortunately, Xiao Wu was a Soul Master, after all, so although Sang Biao's bite had left two little holes in her calf,
She had immediately sealed them with Soul Power.
"Don't worry, you don't need a vaccination. He doesn't carry the rabies virus."
Yun Tian's unthinking words left Xiao Wu a little dazed.
"What? Rabies virus?"
Yun Tian caught himself too and shook his head repeatedly. "Nothing, nothing. You misheard me."
Xiao Wu gave Yun Tian a puzzled look. She felt that this human cub was truly strange.
"Is this your Martial Soul?"
Xiao Wu pointed at Sang Biao, who was lying on the floor enjoying his beef jerky.
Her pink eyes were full of curiosity.
She was a rabbit who had lived for tens of thousands of years, after all, and had seen plenty of canine Soul Beasts.
But this was her first time seeing a dog with such a black-and-white coat and a hint of wisdom in his eyes.
Besides, as far as she knew, human Beast Martial Souls usually possessed their users' bodies. Why was this one separate?
"Yes, his name is Sang Biao." Yun Tian nodded quietly, then recalled Sang Biao directly into his body.
At this stage, he did not want to have too much contact with Xiao Wu.
Her identity was sensitive, and that old bastard Tang Hao had definitely seen through it.
Moreover, according to the unofficial accounts on the forums in his previous life,
The reason Tang Hao had recognized Xiao Wu's identity yet chosen not to act, instead allowing her to interact normally with Tang San, was that he wanted his son, just like himself,
To obtain a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast willing to sacrifice itself for him when he needed his ninth Soul Ring!
In other words, Xiao Wu was now the Soul Ring he had prepared for his son, Tang San.
Ordinary interactions between classmates were fine, but once that relationship changed and became friendship,
That old rat Tang Hao would certainly not sit idly by.
Yun Tian walked straight past Xiao Wu to an empty bed by the window.
After making his bed, he released Sang Biao again.
Right now, he still needed to rent a room outside and do something big!
Ahem, no misunderstandings.
On his way back, he had also used the soul coins he had earned through Sang Biao to buy a piece of hundred-year whale rubber.
Thanks to this being the Douluo I era, no one knew the true effects of whale rubber yet, so Yun Tian had bought this piece of hundred-year whale rubber very cheaply.
Otherwise, buying a piece of hundred-year whale rubber with his meager soul coins would have been nothing but a fool's dream.
Absorbing whale rubber was not something he could do in the dormitory.
Just as he reached the entrance, the tightly shut door was pushed open.
Tang San appeared in the doorway.
"Xiao... Wu."
Tang San's initially rather happy expression changed the instant he saw Sang Biao at Yun Tian's feet.
Especially since, at that very moment, Sang Biao bared his teeth at Tang San and arched his body slightly, looking ready to charge at any second.
"Ah!"
A terrified cry escaped Tang San's mouth, and then...
His eyes rolled back, and his body toppled straight backward.
Yun Tian: He's staging an accident! He's staging an accident!
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