Ye Qiu revealed himself on the other side, watching Xiao Wu leave.
The Thousand-Year External Soul Bone—Remnant!
After absorbing it, Xiao Wu's soul power level had reached 23.
When used, a layer of resilient, transparent keratin would appear on the surface of her torso, making it easy to defend against attacks from Soul Masters.
According to her, it also seemed to have a certain absorption and conversion ability, absorbing the soul power from the opponent's attacks and converting it into her own to replenish her own consumption.
Most importantly, it could allow one to be reborn through metamorphosis, like a python. Severe injuries were no problem; a metamorphosis would solve everything. The cooldown time was three years! (Compared to Snake Aunt, this was only a weakened version.)
It truly lived up to its reputation as a coveted external soul bone for soul masters, possessing many functions.
This reassured Ye Qiu about Xiao Wu's decision to stay, at least giving her some self-protection ability.
In fact, Xiao Wu had lied to Ye Qiu to stay; the Remnant also had another ability: biomimicry! It could conceal the aura of a soul beast on Xiao Wu's body.
She didn't tell him that she didn't want to leave him, but she also didn't want to be a burden to him. She was furious at Tang Hao and his son for attacking her. She was happy to do things for Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu, hidden in the shadows, watched Xiao Wu leave, his anger and resentment growing.
The father and son had both been watching Xiao Wu intently, and now she was leaving like this?
"This isn't what I want!"
His eyes turned back towards Notting Academy, the setting sun behind him. He was going to collect debts, even if it was just a little interest.
Every day at this time, Tang San would go to Yu Xiaogang's room to study theoretical knowledge.
At this moment, Tang San was sitting at his desk, studying Yu Xiaogang's so-called Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls.
In reality, these theories were just notes he had made while reading other people's books.
What kind of research could a mere Great Soul Master, expelled from his family, possibly do? He could only go to the countryside to investigate whether useless Martial Souls like Blue Silver Grass had any Soul Power.
Would any other slightly higher-level Soul Masters even bother with him? They were giving him too much face!
Ye Qiu had already infiltrated the faculty dormitory.
In the corridor, Yu Xiaogang carried a tray with dinner for himself and his beloved disciple. He had done this many times to give Tang San more time to study.
Given Tang San's three heartfelt kowtows, he wasn't particularly impatient.
Using his Kaleidoscope ability, Ye Qiu peeked out from the ceiling, releasing pre-prepared animal defecation powder from his Divine Might Space, sprinkling it down on Yu Xiaogang like fine dust.
The powder evenly covered the food!
"Achoo!" The powder in the air made Yu Xiaogang sneeze.
Ye Qiu glanced at the food in front of him, feeling nauseous. He wondered how much Tang San had swallowed.
The medicine was ready; now he just had to let things play out.
A vortex appeared, and Ye Qiu disappeared from Notting City. He had no expectations for the master and disciple's next move.
He planned to return to Biyou Village first, then go to Holy Soul Village to collect his "interest" from Tang Hao.
Using the markers already made in a certain space outside the city, and relying on his divine power, the journey was very convenient, and he appeared here in just a few breaths.
With the gentle breeze under his feet and the evening glow behind him, he slowly walked towards Biyou Village.
...
"Xiao San, put down your food!"
Yu Xiao had just entered the room and hadn't even put down what she was holding when she called out to Tang San.
"Yes, teacher! Coming!" Tang San put away his books. Ye Qiu's departure had relaxed him considerably. After all, in the vast Notting Academy, who was still his rival?
The master and disciple sat at the dining table like father and son.
Tang San picked up his rice bowl, sniffed, as if he smelled something. "Teacher, does this rice have a strange smell?"
Yu Xiao also sniffed. "No, is it because you've been reading for too long and are experiencing olfactory hallucinations?"
"Is that so?" Tang San thought for a moment but couldn't figure it out.
He didn't dwell on it too much and began to eat the dishes.
"Hiss~" ×2
Tang San, who was still thinking about how to please Xiao Wu that evening while eating, suddenly gasped.
Yu Xiaogang did the same.
The master and disciple exchanged a glance, immediately dropped their bowls and chopsticks, and ran outside.
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Because of Yu Xiaogang's early experiences, he had a phobia of things like outhouses, so there was no toilet in his room.
In the outhouse on the first floor, the two were separated by a partition, Tang San on the left and Yu Xiaogang on the right, the sounds of urination and defecation constantly filling
the air. Having been in this environment for a long time, Yu Xiaogang felt a little scared, so he didn't hold the paper in his hand properly and accidentally dropped it on the ground. He immediately picked it up and blew on it.
"Whoosh~ whoosh~"
The blowing sound reached the stall on the right, where a teacher who was squatting was already in a bad mood due to constipation.
She directly shouted, "What are you blowing for? Is the stuff in your stall going to burn your mouth?!"
Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang froze on the spot, the paper in his hand falling directly into the stall, his face flushed red. "How can you slander me like this! I...I..." He was speechless with anger, unable to utter a coherent sentence.
"Teacher, don't mind! Um..." Tang San's voice came from the side at just the right moment.
Yu Xiaogang finally regained some of his senses. When he saw where the paper in his hand had gone, memories of what happened over ten years ago began to replay in his mind, haunting him. He eventually collapsed in the cubicle.
"Teacher, teacher?"
...
Ye Qiu, who was on his way, never imagined that he had only given Yu Xiaogang a laxative and knocked him out, leaving Tang San to clean up his mess.
Night deepened, and Ye Qiu rode his ten-year-old soul beast, the Iron-Hoofed Horse, which he had requisitioned from the forest.
A Blue Silver Grass dangling from his mouth, he galloped home by moonlight.
...
In Dormitory Seven, Tang San had finally cleaned up the mess left by Yu Xiaogang and returned to his dormitory, exhausted.
Even though he was tired, his gaze immediately fell on Xiao Wu.
"Hmm?" Tang San suddenly noticed that Ye Qiu's bed next to Xiao Wu was missing.
To avoid running into trouble again, he didn't directly question Xiao Wu but instead went to find Wang Sheng first. "Wang Sheng, what happened? Didn't Xiao Wu forbid anyone from touching Ye Qiu's things? If you make Xiao Wu angry, I'll teach you a lesson!"
"Third Brother!" Wang Sheng cried, his face contorted with embarrassment. Xiao Wu was the leader of Dormitory Seven; how could he dare to provoke her? "Xiao Wu did it herself."
"What?" Tang San's spirits lifted. Could it be that Xiao Wu had come to her senses? Was she going to forget about that good-for-nothing Ye Qiu?
Xiao Wu, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, playing with her ring, had already noticed Tang San's return!
From a distance, Xiao Wu called out to him, "I threw away Ye Qiu's things. What? You have a problem with that?"
"No, no, how could I! Xiao Wu, whatever you do is right!" Tang San ignored Wang Sheng's slightly disdainful gaze, waving his hands frantically, completely different from before.
"Really?"
"Really! It must be true!" Nodding quickly, Xiao Wu was finally willing to talk to him.
"Hmph! I'm in a bad mood, go fetch me a basin of water to wash my feet!"
"Huh?"
"What? You're not going? Then Wang Sheng, you go!" Xiao Wu waved her hand dismissively, signaling Wang Sheng to hurry up.
"Wang Sheng! You stop right there, let go of that basin and let me do it!" Tang San snatched the basin from Wang Sheng's hand and scurried off to fetch the water.
Watching Tang San's retreating figure, Wang Sheng's lips twitched, while Xiao Wu secretly sneered.
'Truly a toad lusting after a swan, ugly as he is! The revenge has only just begun!'
She stroked the ring on her finger; she couldn't bear to throw away Ye Qiu's things, even the bed had been taken away by Xiao Wu.
(End of Chapter)