stonecrandall Chapter 36 Tang Hao Appears and Holds Yu Xiaogang Accountable
Chapter 36 Tang Hao Appears and Holds Yu Xiaogang Accountable
Chapter 36 Tang Hao Appears and Holds Yu Xiaogang Accountable
Thinking about this, Yu Xiaogang felt uneasy.
However, he quickly adjusted his mood. After all, he had been a useless person for so many years and was used to it.
Yu Xiaogang seemed to suddenly remember something and quickly asked, "By the way, Xiao San, did you succeed?"
Upon hearing this, Tang San fell silent, his expression indescribably grim.
Originally, Yu Xiaogang was full of confidence and felt that his theory was correct.
But seeing Tang San's reaction, his heart skipped a beat.
"Xiao San, what's wrong? Did you fail? Can't you absorb the spirit ring?" Yu Xiaogang asked anxiously.
Tang San shook his head. "No, teacher, I successfully absorbed the spirit ring, and my spirit power has broken through to level eleven."
Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang breathed a sigh of relief, his tense expression relaxing. "That's good, that's good. I knew my theory wouldn't be wrong."
He paused for a moment, then said, "Little San, let me see your soul skill."
Tang San gave Yu Xiaogang a complicated look, hesitated for a moment, and then summoned his Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul.
Under Yu Xiaogang's expectant gaze, a white 10-year soul ring rose from beneath Tang San's feet.
The white spirit rings were blindingly white, so white they were piercingly white.
"Wh...what's going on?" Yu Xiaogang's eyes widened suddenly, his mind buzzing and the world spinning around him.
He stared at the scene before him in disbelief, wondering if he was seeing things.
"Little...mistress, how...how could this happen?" Yu Xiaogang was incoherent.
Tang San: "..."
You ask me? Who should I ask?
Damn it, didn't you tell me that plant-based martial souls can absorb animal soul rings? Didn't you tell me to absorb the soul ring of the Mandragora Serpent?
He even bragged to me about that so-called martial spirit mimicry theory.
At this point, Tang San had long forgotten that he himself had asked to help Yu Xiaogang with his theoretical experiments.
The master and apprentice stared at each other, and the air suddenly fell silent.
After a moment, Tang San asked hesitantly, "Teacher, could it be that your theory is flawed, and that plant-based martial souls cannot absorb animal-based martial souls?"
"No, absolutely not! How could my theory be wrong?" Yu Xiaogang suddenly said loudly and excitedly, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
Tang San: "..."
Another silence followed.
Tang San forced a smile. "Teacher, it's alright. I have twin martial souls and 17 soul ring slots left."
Yu Xiaogang opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.
"Teacher, lie down for a while, I'll go make you some meat soup." After saying that, Tang San went to the side to make soup.
The conversation between the two ended there.
Over the next two days, the master and disciple spoke significantly less, and the atmosphere between them became somewhat strange.
Tang San's performance was still impeccable; he remained a respectful and filial disciple, taking meticulous care of Yu Xiaogang.
But Yu Xiaogang could clearly sense that the two of them had become estranged.
Tang San seemed to distrust him somewhat, and there was an invisible sense of rejection and distance between them.
The mistress probably already believes that my theory is wrong and that I tricked her.
Yu Xiaogang sighed inwardly.
But then again, why would a perfectly good hundred-year spirit ring become a ten-year one?
Could it be that my theory is really wrong? Plant-type martial souls cannot absorb animal soul rings, otherwise they will suffer the same fate as Xiao San, with their soul rings' lifespan degrading?
Thinking about Tang San's 10-year spirit ring, even the confident Xiao Gang couldn't help but start to doubt himself.
A few days later, Tang San brought the half-dead Yu Xiaogang back to Notting Academy.
After this scene was witnessed by the teachers and students of the academy, Yu Xiaogang's reputation as a good-for-nothing spread once again.
Inside the room, Tang San helped Yu Xiaogang lie flat on the bed.
"Teacher, your injury hasn't healed yet. I'll stay here and take care of you for the next few days."
Yu Xiaogang shook his head, forcing a stiff smile. "No need. I've seen everything since I was a wanderer on the continent. This injury is nothing."
You've been traveling and sleeping outdoors for a while now, you must be tired. Go home and rest early.
"Alright then." Tang San nodded, though he was only being polite. Yu Xiaogang was currently unable to move around easily, and if he really stayed, he would have to take care of his own food, drink, and toilet needs.
"Teacher, you should get some rest too. Just call me if you need anything."
After saying that, Tang San left without looking back.
Yu Xiaogang lay on the bed, his old face contorted in pain, resembling a chrysanthemum.
There's not a single part of my body that doesn't hurt.
I feel uncomfortable lying down and want to change positions.
But then, out of the blue, a tall figure was standing in the shadows in the corner of the room.
"Who are you? How did you get in?" Yu Xiaogang was startled and tried to sit up, but the movement aggravated his wound, causing him to wince in pain.
A figure emerged from the shadows; it was a tall, muscular old man, as strong as a bear.
"I am Tang Hao, the father of Xiao San." Before Yu Xiaogang could ask any questions, the man introduced himself.
Yu Xiaogang trembled violently, his heart sinking into a deep chill.
Oh no, Tang Hao is here. I hope he doesn't think I'm the one who ruined the mistress's life, just like the mistress did.
As his thoughts raced, Yu Xiaogang stammered, "So it's Haotian Douluo. You've always been my idol..."
"Stop talking nonsense." Tang Hao coldly rebuked Yu Xiaogang, rudely interrupting him.
"Throughout the entire continent, I have never heard of anyone experiencing a reduction in the lifespan of a spirit ring they absorbed. Are you sure your theory is correct?"
"I...this...I..." Yu Xiaogang was sweating profusely and stammered, unable to utter a single word.
Tang Hao stared at him coldly, saying nothing, his face growing increasingly gloomy.
A big shot of this caliber exudes even more pressure when he doesn't speak.
"Gulp!"
Yu Xiaogang's Adam's apple bobbed, his whole body trembled, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and cold sweat slid down his cheeks, gathering into drops on his chin before falling heavily.
Seeing that Yu Xiaogang couldn't utter a single word for a long time, Tang Hao snorted and said coldly, "You remember this, this is the first and last time. If anything unexpected happens to Xiaosan again, then you... humph..."
Although it was left unsaid, it was a blatant threat.
However, to Yu Xiaogang, these words were like heavenly music, making him feel as if he had been granted a pardon.
"Yes, yes, I will definitely take good care of the mistress from now on..."
At that moment, Yu Xiaogang made a solemn vow, telling Tang Hao to rest assured that no accidents would occur in the future.
Tang Hao remained silent, staring at Yu Xiaogang.
This time, Yu Xiaogang did not avoid the question, but instead met Tang Hao's gaze.
This makes it seem genuine. Yu Xiaogang has brought out the best in his acting skills.
If he continues to dodge and weave at this point, Tang Hao might just kill him.
After all, Tang Hao was a Title Douluo, a super powerful man who had beaten the Pope to death.
How could such a ruthless person show mercy to a mere useless Great Soul Master like him?
(End of this chapter)