Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

Today, Tang San was in a very bad mood. He just wanted to finish signing up for the reserve team and leave as soon as possible, but he didn't expect to be approached by Tang Ya again—this lazy and irresponsible Tang Sect leader was giving him a real headache.

As soon as this woman came to his door, a "dragon licker" came over, and the way that "dragon licker" looked at him clearly revealed murderous intent.

At this moment, he cursed not only the two of them in his heart, but also the sea god Tang San in the sky—if it weren't for that guy's tricks, how could Bei Bei have become like this for a useless woman?
If that guy hadn't done that, he would have had the chance to train Bebe, and then Shrek Academy could have become his asset. Damn it!

Yan Shaozhe glared at Bei Bei with displeasure: "Bei Bei, have you forgotten the teachings of the Great Ancestor?" He did not expect that his teacher's great-grandson would lose his temper in public. What kind of behavior was this?

"Dean Yan, why should a student like Tang San be allowed to stay at the academy?"

Beibei angrily questioned Yan Shaozhe: "That guy did so many outrageous things, why is he still allowed to stay in the academy?"

"Why!"

At this moment, Bei Bei was nearly losing her mind. Why wouldn't Xiao Ya, whom she had saved with the dragon pill left by the Xuanzu, forgive her? It was all because of Tang San!
"That's right, it's all because of Tang San. If it weren't for him, your dear Xiaoya wouldn't have left you."

"Who?"

A voice, neither male nor female, echoed in Beibei's mind.

He couldn't help but look around, only to find that everyone around him was looking at him with strange eyes.

He was filled with confusion, but he still managed to come to his senses and stared intently at Yan Shaozhe, hoping that the dean could give him an explanation.

Yan Shaozhe looked at Bei Bei in front of him and felt that the child was somewhat mentally confused, but he still patiently persuaded her: "Bei Bei, everyone has the right to choose, and you can't force others. Moreover, Tang San is extremely talented. His talent is exactly the same as that of Tang San's ancestor from ten thousand years ago. His appearance is like a blessing from the ancestor. I have no right to expel him."

"You're talking nonsense!" Beibei retorted angrily. "Then what about when you dismissed those wounded soldiers without any reason before? Were you just abandoning them?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Shaozhe knew things were in serious trouble—Beibei was already mentally unstable, and if he didn't stop her now, it could lead to serious problems.

The pressure of the Super Douluo was released instantly, silencing Bei Bei: "Bei Bei, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. I kept Tang San because this child's talent is the same as Tang San's ten thousand years ago. The school has always been lenient towards talented children."

Bei Bei was forced to kneel down by the pressure of the Super Douluo. He painfully raised his head and looked at Tang San, who was holding the Clear Sky Hammer and was unharmed in the distance. He even saw Tang Ya trying to approach him, but Tang San ignored her. At this moment, his heart felt as if it had been hit hard.

The voice that had just echoed in my mind rang out again...

"Xiao San, are you alright?" Tang Ya asked Tang San with concern. This was the Tang Clan's most precious treasure, and he absolutely could not be harmed.

"Don't come near me."

When Tang San saw Tang Ya trying to get closer to him, he immediately stopped her.

At this moment, Dai Huabin also stepped forward and said, "Sect Leader Tang, Tang San is now a member of my White Tiger Duke's Mansion. You'd better not come looking for him anymore."

Although he didn't know why his father finally agreed to his relationship with Tang San, Tang San was now truly one of his own and would be an asset in the future. He would never allow anyone to poach him, not even the Tang Sect.

Moreover, this Tang Clan has long been defunct in name only.

"What does he mean by that, mistress?"

Dai Huabin's words struck Tang Ya's heart like a heavy hammer, leaving her mind blank for a moment, as if she hadn't heard what he just said.

"Xiao San, you are a member of the Tang Clan, how can you join the White Tiger Duke's Mansion?" Tang Ya tried to grab Tang San, but was stopped by Dai Huabin.

"Get out of my way!"

"Why should I? Tang San is mine now, why should I step aside?"

At this moment, those trainees who had originally intended to sign up for the reserve team all put down what they were doing and focused their attention on these few people. Especially after hearing Dai Huabin's words, they felt that something was amiss. They remembered that Tang San's sexual orientation seemed to be...

Could it be that Dai Huabin said that...?

"Xiao San, have you been threatened by him? Tell me quickly!" Tang Ya was so anxious that she was about to cry. Tang San was her last lifeline for reviving the Tang Sect. If even Tang San left her, who else could she turn to?
Tang San felt annoyed upon hearing Tang Ya's words and immediately shouted, "Shut up!"

"Do you even deserve to mention the name Tang Sect? As the sect leader, you spend your days loafing around in the academy, waiting to die. How dare you talk about reviving Tang Sect? Now that you've seen a genius like me, you want to place all your hopes on me? It's utterly ridiculous."

"If it were me, I would have already found a wall and killed myself if I were a Tang Clan leader like you."

Tang San's patience with this woman had reached its limit.

This woman talks about reviving the Tang Clan, but in the end, she pushes all the burdens onto herself, doing nothing and just wanting to reap the benefits.

Tang San wasn't that stupid. Anyone who dared to covet his victory would be crippled by him.

At this moment, Tang Ya stood frozen in place, staring intently at Tang San who had uttered those words, covering her mouth with both hands, her face filled with disbelief.

"What are you all arguing about!" Yan Shaozhe felt a headache coming on. How could the relationships between these people be so complicated? Bei Bei was attacking Tang San for Tang Ya's sake, Tang Ya wanted to use Tang San to revive the Tang Sect, and then Tang San and Dai Huabin... Dai Huabin even clashed with Tang Ya for Tang San's sake...

If I had known, I would have used the method Xuanzi suggested; I shouldn't have made it so elaborate.

The reason he made such a grand show was to build momentum for his future and to truly convince those elders. But now he's left with nothing but headaches and a messy emotional situation.

Finally, he fixed his gaze on Tang Ya: "Tang Ya, your talent is only at the three-ring Soul Master level right now, isn't it?"

"Yes, Dean."

"Go down."

"Why?" Tang Ya was taken aback at first, then asked in confusion, "Dean, didn't you see someone trying to steal my Tang Clan's disciple?"

"Tang San, answer her, did you voluntarily join the White Tiger Duke's Mansion?" Yan Shaozhe asked Tang San.

Tang San is now the key link between the academy and the White Tiger Duke's Mansion. He will not allow anyone to disrupt this relationship, especially since the other party is the Tang Sect, which has long been defunct.

Ultimately, the teacher was too soft-hearted.

Although Tang San was very reluctant to answer, he still spoke up for the sake of the wisp of divine consciousness from the Duke's mansion: "That's right."

"Mistress..."

"Did you hear me? Get down!" Yan Shaozhe didn't want to waste any more time on Tang Ya.

Tang Ya could no longer control her emotions and angrily questioned Yan Shaozhe: "Yan Shaozhe! Didn't you say that the Tang Sect and the academy are one family? Why are you turning a blind eye to people trying to steal my Tang Sect disciples?"

"Sect Leader Tang, you must remember that Tang San joined voluntarily, not by being taken away."

Yan Shaozhe's aura erupted instantly, blowing Tang Ya dozens of meters away.

His patience with Tang Ya had reached its limit—this Tang Ya had wasted so many resources, yet she was still only a Soul Master, practically a good-for-nothing who was just loafing around in the academy.

...(End of chapter)