Douluo: Yu Hao Pan Tang San

Chapter 160, Section 178: Tang San Misses a Golden Opportunity
After Wang Sheng's prompting, our little Indian belatedly realized what was going on.

The thought of asking Xiao Wu to share a bed was incredibly inappropriate for Tang San, leaving him speechless.

He repeatedly bowed his head to Xiao Wu to admit his mistake, and generously handed her the blanket, saying, "Xiao Wu, you can use the blanket."

Xiao Wu, holding Tang San's blanket, asked, "Ah San, Giegie, you gave the blanket to Xiao Wu. Will you be okay without a blanket?"

"No, it's alright, Xiao Wu. A-San is a man, he can handle it, there won't be any problems," Tang San said, patting his chest.

"That's great, Ah San giegie, you're such a good person," Xiao Wu said gratefully.

Hearing Xiao Wu's praise, our little Indian felt that all his efforts had not been in vain. He was completely unaware that Xiao Wu's gaze was fixed on him with the look of someone eyeing prey.

Although Tang San spoke loudly, he was shivering from the cold when he was lying alone in bed.

He couldn't help but reminisce about the days in his past life when he and Xiao Wu shared a bed.

Damn it, why is this life different from the last one?

Tang San recalled that the last time, it was Xiao Wu who suggested sharing the bed. Xiao Wu was a girl, and others wouldn't think much of it if she made the request, but since it was her own suggestion, it was different.

Why didn't Xiaowu ask to share a bed? Why did this change happen?
Tang San thought of that short-haired guy, Yu Xiaogang. You've already taken on a disciple, but you still have to talk so much nonsense. Because of you, I can't sleep with Xiao Wu anymore.

Time flew by, and before they knew it, it was evening. Suddenly, a man came to the Seventh Dormitory and said to Tang San, "Tang San, Master wants you to go to his place."

Tang San then remembered that his master had asked him to come see him that night. Because of Xiao Wu, he had completely forgotten about it. Thinking that he still needed his master's protection, Tang San reluctantly went.

Yu Xiaogang noticed that Tang San was being somewhat disrespectful to him, and he worried that Tang San might be affected by the rumors at school, causing him to misunderstand him. So he decided to call Tang San to his study that night to reconnect with his master-disciple relationship.

It's so late already, and Tang San still hasn't come to find me. Damn it, Tang San, you're being disrespectful! You're just a peasant, how dare you look down on me? I'm a nobleman!

Helpless, Yu Xiaogang could only instruct a guard to call Tang San, while he himself sat in his study, sulking.

After a while, there was a knock on the door. Yu Xiaogang opened the door and let Tang San in.

"You're late," Yu Xiaogang said in a hoarse voice.

"Sorry, I forgot," Tang San said straightforwardly. "Is this how you treat your teacher?" Yu Xiaogang said angrily.

Tang San remained silent. He knew that Yu Xiaogang needed him more than he needed him, so he didn't need to give him a friendly look. He just needed to keep him in a constant state of crisis.

After all, this was one of Gangzi's only two chances to turn his life around (Tang San's other chance: Dong'er, I don't want to try anymore.)
Having no other choice, Yu Xiaogang pretended not to see Tang San's cold attitude towards him. He put his hands behind his back and said, "Little San, let your master see your second spirit."

Tang San had no intention of hiding his second spirit. He knew that the greater the value he displayed, the more loyal Gangzi, this "good-for-nothing," would be to him, and the more valuable his protective shield would become. (Gangzi was a self-centered person, extremely obsessed with washing away his shame, shedding his "good-for-nothing" label, and making a name for himself. He would seize any opportunity to clear his name, even losing his rationality and disregarding changes in his surroundings.)
Tang San opened his right hand, and in the dark light, a small hammer appeared in his hand.

"This is..." Gangzi's pupils trembled violently. His body forced himself to remain calm, but his soul was already trembling with excitement, his mouth twisted and his eyes slanted, and he was drooling.

The Clear Sky Hammer is actually the Clear Sky Hammer, the number one weapon spirit in the world! It's also a twin spirit, a Clear Sky Hammer spirit master with innate full spirit power!

Hahaha, Heaven has been kind to me, Yu Xiaogang, by sending this worthy disciple to me. I will definitely train him into an unparalleled expert, and then have him help me pass on my skills and break through the level 29 limit, washing away my reputation as a waste in this life, and letting the entire Douluo Continent know the name of me, Yu Xiaogang.

Immediately, Yu Xiaogang began to investigate Tang San's identity. Disciples of ordinary sects shouldn't be left to wander outside unless they were illegitimate children. Regarding Tang San's identity, Yu Xiaogang considered one possibility, so he asked:
"What is your father's name?"

Tang San answered truthfully, "His name is Tang Hao, and he is a blacksmith from Holy Soul Village."

"Tang Hao, I see." Yu Xiaogang suddenly realized that Tang San was his idol's son. His gaze towards Tang San became increasingly pleasing. He had initially thought Tang San was the son of a commoner, and Yu Xiaogang harbored resentment towards him. A peasant's son was still a peasant, and even if he became a Soul Master, he would only be a low-level Soul Master. It was beneath his dignity to take such a lowly person as his disciple, but for Yu Xiaogang, who longed to rise in status, this was the only option.

I never expected Tang San to have such a prestigious background. He's a descendant of the Clear Sky Sect, with a status that's no less noble than mine.

That makes sense. What right does a peasant have to give birth to a genius like Tang San? Turns out he's the son of an idol.

However, Tang Hao's identity is somewhat sensitive. Both the Clear Sky Sect and the Spirit Hall are hunting him down. If the world were to learn of such a precious talent, the Spirit Hall and the Clear Sky Sect would definitely send people to kill him.

If Tang San dies, I will have no hope left.

Therefore, Yu Xiaogang hurriedly told Tang San to put away his Clear Sky Hammer spirit and sternly warned him, "Xiao San, from now on you only need to focus on cultivating Blue Silver Grass. Don't expose your hammer spirit to others, understand?"

"I understand, teacher." Tang San put the Clear Sky Hammer away. Having experienced life again, Tang San naturally knew who his enemy was in this life.

Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San with satisfaction. One of Tang San's twin martial souls was the top-tier Clear Sky Hammer, which gave him the noble bloodline of the Clear Sky Clan. Even the seemingly useless Blue Silver Grass was not without its uses. When Tang San became an unparalleled powerhouse in the future, Yu Xiaogang could proudly tell everyone that he had successfully cultivated a seemingly useless martial soul into an unparalleled powerhouse. There are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters. Tang San was simply the most ideal disciple sent to him by heaven.

(End of this chapter)