Tyrannical Gang Forces Himself on San

"Damn it, damn it, damn it!" Tang San walked through the academy, his heart full of resentment. Why could Xu De cultivate so quickly? And that bitch Xiao Wu-she was clearly his woman, yet she had betrayed him. Damn it! He would make that adulterous pair pay!

In his previous life, he had become a god. How could a greenhorn trample on his head in this life? Something had to be wrong. Right, he remembered now-it was Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang!

In his previous life, Yu Xiaogang had taught him, and only then had he become a god. In this life, he had to find Yu Xiaogang too. If Yu Xiaogang taught him, he could become a god!

"Fellow student, do you know where the Grandmaster is?"

Tang San hesitated no longer. He grabbed a passing male student and asked urgently.

"The Grandmaster? Which one do you mean? Grandmaster Kong Quan, who specializes in Soul Tools? Or Grandmaster Meng Shu, who teaches about Martial Souls?"

The student was not overly cold and readily answered Tang San's question. Though he was also from Mingdu, he came from an ordinary family and had none of the so-called arrogance of the noble students.

"No, no, not them. I mean Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang!" Tang San shook his head, his face full of disdain. Yu Xiaogang had taught a god. What about those people? Anyone who had never taught a god was unworthy of guiding him!

The student rubbed his eyes in disbelief and stared at Tang San with a strange expression. "Fellow student, are you sure you're looking for Yu Xiaogang?"

Then his body trembled, as though he had recalled something unpleasant. Without waiting for Tang San to respond, he quickly pointed him in the right direction and hurried away.

"She lives in the Odd-job Department. Just go there to find her. But take my advice: you'd better not go!"

Tang San ignored his well-meaning advice. What did these people know? This was his chance to become a god! And the academy actually dared to make his teacher live in the Odd-job Department. This academy already had a way to bring about its own death!

As Tang San rushed to Yu Xiaogang's residence, Xu De was also approaching from another direction with Xiao Wu. Huo Wu and the others had gone ahead to the restaurant, led by a maid.

"Brother De, Yu Xiaogang is getting more and more out of line! I say you should drive her out of the academy. Keeping her here is just asking for trouble!"

Xiao Wu complained to Xu De, her face full of indignation. Gangzi caused trouble in the academy every day. She really didn't know why Brother De kept her around.

Xu De sighed as well. He had not originally planned to let Yu Xiaogang stay at the academy, but Liu Erlong and Flender were about to arrive, weren't they? Besides, Yu Xiaogang's title of Grandmaster still had a little appeal. At the very least, it could attract a small number of people from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

"I didn't expect him to turn out like this after being abandoned either. Don't worry, the academy has already warned him. If she refuses to change despite repeated warnings, I'll have someone teach her a proper lesson!" Xu De reassured Xiao Wu. Gangzi's last bit of usefulness was about to run out; after that, Xiao Wu could deal with her however she liked.

Yu Xiaogang, meanwhile, seemed like a different person. His scruffy beard had long since disappeared, and even his body hair was gone. All that remained was her pale hair, which had not been trimmed in years.

"Damn it! Back on the Flying Ship, he called me his little Ganggang! But as soon as we got back to Mingdu, he kicked me aside! That heartless man!"

Yu Xiaogang lay alone in the Odd-job Department, looking despondent, as though he had lost all hope. Nothing of his former self could be seen.

These days, she could be said to shoulder a heavy responsibility at Mingdu Soul Master Academy. She was in charge of all the cleaning Soul Tools, and held absolute sway over everything from the garbage dump to the septic tanks. Though she was unhappy, Luo Sanpao was delighted.

After returning to Mingdu, that middle-aged Soul Master with the orchid fingers had gradually lost interest in old Gangzi, who was already in his forties, and simply left. Without anyone to protect him, Gangzi was merely a level 29 Soul Grandmaster and could barely take a step in Mingdu.

If Xu De had not discovered him in time, Gangzi might really have let his true nature run completely wild. After all, Mingdu was the most open and tolerant city, with all kinds of people in it. Even surveillance cameras covering the entire city could not restrain them. After all, if you said such things were immoral, they were, a little. But if you asked whether they could be done, they certainly could.

"Grandmaster! Are you there, Grandmaster?" After many twists and turns, Tang San had finally arrived outside the Odd-job Department, but he could not find Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang's eyes were numb. She had lost too much over the past six years; she had even lost the right to use the word "he" for herself. Her former ambitions had vanished like smoke in the wind.

Tang San walked around the Odd-job Department and finally found the dejected Yu Xiaogang on a haystack behind the building. Seeing his former teacher so despondent and haggard, Tang San felt a pang of sorrow.

If he was hypocrite number one, then Yu Xiaogang was hypocrite number two. They were kindred spirits who understood one another! It was all Xu De and the Sun Moon Empire's fault. If not for them, he and his teacher could both have had perfect lives!

"Kid, this isn't a place you should be. The Odd-job Department is where trash belongs. Hurry up and leave." Yu Xiaogang's shrill voice rang out, startling Tang San. Why was his teacher's voice still changing at his age?

Tang San paid no attention to such minor details, however. Instead, he knelt with a fervent expression and knocked his head loudly against the ground several times. "Grandmaster, please accept me as your disciple!"

Though he no longer had the Blind Douluo's endorsement, he still had a teacher who had produced a god. The Grandmaster's invincible theories paired with his own invincible talent-Xiao Wu, just you wait! I'll prove I'm stronger than Xu De. When the time comes, I'll make you cry and beg for my forgiveness!

Yu Xiaogang felt utterly irritated and instinctively wanted to refuse, until he saw Tang San's disguised face.

He looks like him, far too much like him! Whether by coincidence or the arrangement of fate, Tang San's disguised appearance bore some resemblance to the middle-aged Soul Master who had abandoned Yu Xiaogang.

"What's your name? You said you wanted to take me as your teacher, right?" Yu Xiaogang stared fixedly at Tang San, his eyes carrying an indescribable meaning.

"Grandmaster, my name is Tang San!"

Tang San did not hide it from Yu Xiaogang. Perhaps his memories of his previous life had given him the illusion that Yu Xiaogang was worthy of his complete trust. But Tang San was wrong about one thing: he had underestimated how fickle human nature could be. Six years, one's surroundings, and the events that took place during that time could change far too much.

"Since you've decided to take me as your teacher, show me your Martial Soul first." A chill flickered in Yu Xiaogang's eyes. Perhaps it was the pain his earlier experiences had caused him, but more than raising a god, he wanted to make that middle-aged cultivator with the orchid fingers pay-including anyone who resembled him!

"Xiao Wu, how about we come back another time?"