Chapter 31: Grandmaster: Where Did This Monster Come From? Tang San: It’s Me, Teacher!
Chapter 31: Grandmaster: Where Did This Monster Come From? Tang San: It’s Me, Teacher!
"A-Qing! You were so cool just now!"
Xiao Wu hugged Lin Qingmo’s arm, her eyes curving into crescents.
"Let’s see if he dares to be so arrogant in the future!"
She chattered away, her heart full of delight.
Lin Qingmo felt the warmth from his arm and smiled.
"He was the one who started it; he brought it on himself."
"However..."
He paused intentionally and tilted his head to look at her.
"You were giving advice quite enthusiastically just now, weren’t you, Little Strategist?"
"Of course!"
Xiao Wu raised her chin with a look of smug satisfaction.
"My eyes are very sharp; the flaws in his footwork couldn’t escape me!"
As she spoke, she suddenly remembered something and leaned in curiously.
"A-Qing, this past half year..."
She blinked her big eyes, her long eyelashes like butterfly wings.
"Where exactly did you go to Cultivate? You’ve changed so much!"
"And..."
Her fingertips curiously twirled a lock of his hair.
"The color of your hair and eyes is so beautiful, just like ice crystals."
Of course, she knew the truth.
But at this moment, she was just being a curious, caring girl.
Lin Qingmo stopped and turned to face her.
Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on his handsome face.
He looked at her, his gaze suddenly becoming exceptionally serious.
"Xiao Wu."
"Hmm?"
"If I told you..."
His voice was low and clear, carrying a certain magic.
"I encountered a very special 100,000-Year Soul Beast."
"She chose to Sacrifice herself to me."
"Would you believe it?"
"!!!"
Xiao Wu’s heart felt as if it were being squeezed by an invisible hand!
Thump! Thump!
The violent pounding rang in her ears.
Is he hinting at me?
Countless thoughts instantly overwhelmed her mind.
Her rosy cheeks turned slightly pale, and her hand holding his arm tightened subconsciously.
Should I say it now?
Say that I am... "Hahaha!"
Lin Qingmo suddenly burst into laughter and reached out to ruffle her hair.
"Just kidding!"
His smile was bright, with the cunning of a successful prankster.
"Where would all these 100,000-Year Soul Beasts come from, sacrificing themselves everywhere?"
"My strength was earned step by step through hard work, of course."
Could he be considered to have a cheat?
That’s called an Opportunity!
"Let’s go, back to rest. I’m thirsty after that fight."
He turned around, hands in his pockets, and strolled leisurely toward the dormitory area.
Xiao Wu stood frozen in place, watching his tall, straight back.
After a long while, she let out a soft sigh.
Her tense shoulders relaxed, but there was a hint of faint disappointment.
’Stupid A-Qing...’
She murmured softly in her heart.
Her pink fists clenched quietly and then slowly relaxed.
’One day... I will tell you myself.’
’I’ll tell you all my secrets personally.’
Even if he already knows.
She pursed her lips and quickly chased after him.
"A-Qing! Wait for me!"
...Nuoding Academy.
Teachers’ Office.
The room was filled with the mixed scent of old books and dried plants.
Yu Xiaogang was buried in a pile of messy documents.
His brows were furrowed as he observed a strange scale with a magnifying glass.
On the desk, his famous book, "Ten Core Competencies of Spirits," was spread open.
The quill pen stopped at a certain spot, the ink already dry.
"Bang—!!!"
With a loud bang, the door was slammed open!
A figure stumbled in, knocking over the coat rack by the door.
"Who is it?!"
Yu Xiaogang’s hand shook in surprise, and the magnifying glass dropped onto the desk.
He looked up to see a "humanoid creature" lunging toward the desk.
Its face was covered in bruises and blood, swollen and deformed, making its features almost unrecognizable.
"How audacious! You dare..."
Yu Xiaogang was both shocked and angry, thinking it was some madman.
He instinctively threw a punch in self-defense, a straight punch striking out!
"Thud!"
It landed right on the visitor’s already swollen "cheek mountain."
"Ugh—!"
The "creature" let out a pathetic wail.
Finished off by this punch, it collapsed to the floor.
Tears mixed with more blood gushed out.
"Who are you? Why have you trespassed here!"
Yu Xiaogang stood up, assuming a defensive stance and shouting sternly.
"Te... Teacher..."
The figure on the ground let out a muffled whimper, its breath as faint as a thread.
"It’s... it’s me..."
"Tang San..."
Yu Xiaogang felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his whole body froze.
"Little... San?"
He bent down in disbelief, leaning closer to that gruesome face.
He carefully discerned the swollen contours and those vaguely familiar features.
"Little San! Is it really you?!"
Yu Xiaogang’s voice suddenly rose, filled with shock and rage.
He hurried to crouch down, carefully helping Tang San up.
Everywhere he touched was covered in bruises and swelling.
"How did this happen? Who injured you like this?!"
Yu Xiaogang’s voice trembled with anger.
Tang San was his only Disciple, his hope for the future!
He was the core proof of his theories being put into practice!
To think he was beaten into this state within the academy?
Tang San was helped into a chair, grimacing with every movement.
"Grandmaster... I... I was defeated..."
His voice was hoarse, filled with humiliation and resentment.
"Defeated? By whom?!"
Yu Xiaogang’s gaze was as sharp as a blade.
"It was... a student..."
"Named... Lin Qingmo..."
Every word Tang San spoke aggravated the injuries on his face, causing heart-wrenching pain.
"Lin Qingmo?"
Yu Xiaogang quickly searched his memory.
He was familiar with the academy’s well-known students and their background information.
There was no such person.
"What is his Rank? What is his Spirit? How old is he?"
Yu Xiaogang asked in quick succession, habitually entering an analytical state.
"I... I don’t know..."
Tang San shook his head in pain.
"He... didn’t even release his Spirit..."
"What?!"
Yu Xiaogang’s pupils shrank as he suddenly stood up.
"He beat you like this without even releasing his Spirit?!"
He knew Tang San’s strength well.
Innate Full Spirit Power, strange self-created Spirit Abilities, a hundred-year Datura Snakespirit ring... even against a Rank 15 or 16 Spirit Master, he would have a fighting chance.
To be able to crush him without releasing a Spirit... "Could it be... that his spirit powerRank far exceeds yours?"
"Or perhaps he possesses an extremely special Physique or talent?"
Yu Xiaogang’s brows furrowed as he paced back and forth, lost in thought.
"He completely saw through your tactics..."
"Your movement techniques and Hidden Weapons techniques were all suppressed?"
Tang San nodded with difficulty, lingering fear in his eyes.
Yu Xiaogang’s expression became increasingly solemn.
This wasn’t just a Rank suppression; it was an absolute gap in combat awareness.
When did such a monster arrive at Nuoding Academy?
"This matter absolutely cannot end here!"
Yu Xiaogang stopped and looked at his miserable Disciple.
A flicker of heartache crossed his eyes, quickly replaced by severity.
"But first, you must tell me the entire process."
"Every single detail!"
"Only by understanding your opponent can you defeat them."
"This is my theory, and it is also your first lesson!"
"Now, dry your tears and explain what happened clearly."
"Your teacher will help you settle this score!"
Tang San looked at his teacher’s firm gaze and nodded heavily.
The flames of resentment burned even more intensely in the depths of his heart.
Lin Qingmo... we’re not done yet!
(End of Chapter)
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