A Ten-Year Soul Ring? The Furious Little Scumbag, the Pure and Spotless Young Master Tang San!

"M-my Mandala Snake soul ring?"

"This was clearly a four-hundred-year-old soul beast, so why is my first soul ring a ten-year one?"

After releasing his martial soul, Tang San stared at the glaring white soul ring behind him.

His body instantly froze, and the smile vanished from his face, replaced by boundless shock and bewilderment.

"This-this is impossible! My first soul ring! My first soul ring!"

The next moment, Tang San began trembling violently with overwhelming grief and rage, his fists clenched tight.

He had never expected that, after all his painstaking efforts to finally kill that Mandala Snake, he would fail to fuse with its soul ring.

Besides, even a failed fusion would have been understandable. If worse came to worst, he would still have another chance to hunt for a soul ring.

Yet now, through some bizarre twist of fate, he had inexplicably fused with a ten-year soul ring.

And it was the most worthless kind, too-a Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo soul ring. What was he supposed to do about his future?

At that thought, Tang San stamped his foot hard, then noticed the Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo, as thick as the mouth of a bowl, lying across him.

"So it was you! This was all your fault!"

"You Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo, you've given me every reason to kill you!"

When enemies met, their eyes blazed all the redder!

Tang San glared fixedly at the Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo-the Lone Bamboo that had made him fuse with a ten-year soul ring. His eyes abruptly reddened, and fury surged through him.

As his words fell, he acted.

Tang San grabbed the Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo and bent it sharply.

Crack!

With a crisp snapping sound, it broke.

The Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo snapped into two pieces.

Yet at that moment, Tang San felt none of his anger relieved.

Instead, he hurled the two broken lengths of Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo hard onto the ground.

Then he raised his foot and viciously stomped on the Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo on the ground.

Only after he had completely crushed that bowl-thick Lone Bamboo into a groundful of fragments did he relent.

Only then did Tang San stop, panting heavily.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

"My Mandala Snake soul ring! The Mandala Snake soul ring I worked so hard to hunt down! Now it's all ruined!"

Tang San clenched his teeth as he stared at the bamboo fragments on the ground, but the grief and fury in his heart had not diminished in the slightest, and his eyes remained red.

In the end, he even burned the bamboo fragments on the ground completely to ash. Only when he had nothing left to vent his anger on did he finally stop.

Meanwhile, at Nuoding Academy.

"Brother Xuan, that move of yours was simply brilliant!"

Watching the entire broadcast through a television-like soul tool on the wall, Gu Yuena was amused into laughter too.

"Exactly! This Tang San is just like a clown! Hahahaha!"

Beside her, Xiao Wu mocked him as she trained.

Meanwhile, Yao Xuan enjoyed the assorted peeled spirit fruits Gu Yuena passed to him with her own mouth while watching the furious Tang San.

A faint smile appeared on his face as well.

And as Tang San finally finished venting, he turned his attention elsewhere.

His gaze settled once more on a figure beneath a tree several dozen meters away.

It was none other than Yu Xiaogang.

At that moment, he lay motionless in a pile of fallen leaves, his face bluish-purple.

Only his chest still rose and fell faintly, but he was already drawing in more air than he breathed out.

"Damn it, this is all that old bastard's fault! If he hadn't brought me out to hunt for a soul ring, I wouldn't have encountered the Mandala Snake, and I wouldn't have ended up fusing with a ten-year soul ring!"

Looking at Yu Xiaogang on the ground, Tang San felt his fury surge again and viciously kicked him several times.

"Forget it. I can't blame him entirely. I'd better save him and bring him back!"

"Otherwise, if I run back alone, the other students might say I abandoned my teacher and slipped away. That would damage my pure and spotless public image!"

"Besides, who knows? He might still be keeping some theories from me!"

After kicking Yu Xiaogang, Tang San's anger subsided considerably, and his state of mind gradually steadied.

Though he still resented Yu Xiaogang, considering his own gentlemanly image, Tang San ultimately decided to save him.

As he thought, Tang San activated the Mysterious Heaven Skill and helped seal Grandmaster's meridians to prevent the poison from spreading.

Then he used the Mysterious Heaven Skill's poison-expelling effects to help Yu Xiaogang force the poison and poisoned blood from his body.

As the black pus and blood were expelled, Yu Xiaogang's complexion gradually returned to normal from its initial pallor.

His chest, which had almost stopped moving, began to tremble, and groans escaped his mouth.

Over the next three days, Yu Xiaogang remained unconscious. Though Tang San was somewhat impatient, he stayed by Yu Xiaogang's side and cared for him.

"W-what happened to me?"

At last, after several days of rest, Grandmaster regained his vitality and slowly opened his eyes, his voice very weak.

"Teacher, you're finally awake!"

Seeing Yu Xiaogang awaken, Tang San instantly hid the disdain and impatience on his face and approached with a show of enthusiasm.

"I have you to thank this time, Little San. Otherwise, I might have died long ago!"

Looking at Tang San before him, a trace of relief appeared in Yu Xiaogang's eyes. Then, seemingly remembering something, he asked eagerly:

"Right, Little San, I can sense that your aura has grown considerably stronger. You must have successfully fused with the Mandala Snake soul ring, haven't you?"

"Come, tell your teacher whether the fusion went smoothly, whether your martial soul changed at all, and what your first soul skill is."

Hearing Yu Xiaogang's words, Tang San felt his sore spot pinched again, and his face darkened.

"Teacher, I'm afraid I've disappointed you!"

"That day, I intended to fuse with the Mandala Snake soul ring, but the residual snake venom affected me, and I passed out."

Looking at Yu Xiaogang before him, Tang San answered with a dark expression.

"Ah, what a shame!"

Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang slapped his thigh. "But don't lose heart, Little San. Once your teacher recovers, I'll take you to hunt other soul beasts. We might even find one better suited to you than the Mandala Snake!"

"No, Teacher. There's no chance of that anymore."

Tang San let out another long sigh, then released his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul.

The next moment, a glaring white ten-year soul ring appeared behind him, revolving continuously.

"Little San, you-what happened to you?"

"Could it be that you deliberately fused with a ten-year soul ring to protect your teacher? I've truly let you down!"

At the sight, Yu Xiaogang first froze, then spoke with deep self-reproach.

"Not exactly... Actually, I don't know how it happened either."

Tang San let out a long sigh and continued, "But when I woke up after fainting, I found a Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo lying across me, and somehow, I'd absorbed its soul ring too."

"This-this is indeed strange! Under normal circumstances, soul ring fusion won't occur unless a soul master actively draws the ring in."

"Perhaps the Mandala Snake's venom numbed your mind, but you were still subconsciously absorbing a soul ring, and through a strange twist of fate, you ended up fusing with this Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo soul ring!"

Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang thought for a while, then racked his brains and came up with a possible answer.