Chapter 60: Ning Rongrong's Secret Plots for Tang San: Oscar Won't Get the Luck of the Day Again
It was Tang Hao who witnessed the terrifying power displayed by Tang San using the Blue Silver Emperor's first spirit ability on the training grounds. That's why he decided not to interfere with Tang San's cultivation, and he also felt more confident in him.
With the Blue Silver Emperor's support, he could elevate the power of the Clear Sky Hammer to a new level, surpassing even that of a Clear Sky Douluo. Furthermore, he could use his status as a support spirit master to conceal himself, making him less vulnerable to targeting by powerful forces. Tang Hao saw all this as a positive development, and he had no objection.
What Tang Hao didn't know was that what he had witnessed was actually a deliberate act by Tang San, intended to reassure him and encourage him to appear less frequently in the future.
If Tang Hao protected him from the spotlight, Tang San wouldn't be able to reach Sister Bibi Dong or Qian Renxue. So, after this battle, he had to force Tang Hao to stay away for several years and stop appearing so often. Wouldn't it be better to just stay under that waterfall and protect Mother Yin's seed?
In the future, I, Tang San, will bring Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Spirit Hall, here to call you Daddy. Qian Daoliu's granddaughter Qian Renxue, the Xingluo Empire's Princess Zhu Zhuqing, Poseidon, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect's youngest princess Ning Rongrong… will all be vying for a daughter-in-law.
By then, Tang San believes his mother, Yin, will be delighted to have so many daughters-in-law, each one a child of heaven's brilliance.
As long as Yin is happy, Tang Hao's words… won't matter.
With this life's Tang San around, Yin's resurrection won't be delayed until the finale. After all, he misses Yin, her gentle gaze and warm embrace. Who wouldn't want a mother like that?
"I didn't expect you're also a support-type spirit master…"
Just as Tang San was imagining his wonderful future, a pleasant voice suddenly rang out from beside him.
The voice belonged to Ning Rongrong, of course, but she was looking at Tang San curiously, her large, curved eyes blinking softly.
"Oh, I'm just a Blue Silver Grass support…"
Tang San smiled faintly, sizing up Ning Rongrong, who looked almost identical to her anime counterpart.
"To be able to cultivate Blue Silver Grass to over level twenty-five is already quite impressive…"
Ning Rongrong offered a meaningful comment, not disparaging Tang San.
"And just now, you easily subdued that farting idiot. I think you're definitely not just an ordinary support-type spirit master…"
Before Tang San could respond, Xiao Wu, standing beside him, spoke up.
"Of course, Third Brother isn't just an ordinary support-type spirit master. His spirit abilities are actually quite powerful, though a bit unstable… Anyway, he'll definitely be quite formidable in the future."
Xiao Wu reached out and touched Tang San's cheek, smiling sweetly. Now she was slightly taller than Tang San, and she felt she was more formidable than him, so she certainly wasn't afraid of him.
"That's probably true," Ning Rongrong nodded, smiling, without revealing her Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda.
At this point, Tang San discovered that Ning Rongrong's personality was actually quite good. If she truly had princess syndrome, she would have initially been boastful and looked down on ordinary children like him and Xiao Wu.
But whether in the original story or now, Ning Rongrong never looked down on anyone, proving she didn't have princess syndrome. She simply let out a little sullenness when she was tired from running. Then, with her straightforward and outspoken nature, she directly teased Dai Mubai.
But was there anything wrong with that? Ning Rongrong was speaking the truth, yet she was nearly bullied and isolated by that disgusting Dai Mubai.
Oscar, that coward, didn't dare defend Ning Rongrong at that moment. Instead, he blamed Ning Rongrong for mocking Dai Mubai.
But Dai Mubai wasn't a good person to begin with, otherwise the girl wouldn't have felt so humiliated and stabbed like a needle.
In this case, Tang San felt that there was no point in giving Ning Rongrong to Oscar in this life; he and Dai Mubai were already enemies anyway.
Oscar will definitely stand on Dai Mubai's side in the future, so he will also be Tang San's enemy.
After walking forward for a while, Tang San finally saw Dai Mubai.
At this time, Dai Mubai was talking to a short and fat middle-aged man sitting on a chair, while Zhu Zhuqing was watching silently from the side.
After Tang San, Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Niu Dagang, who followed closely behind, all came forward, Dai Mubai looked back and said to the middle-aged man.
"Teacher Zhao… they are the students who came to take the fourth level exam this year…"
"Hmm… so many people passed the first three levels this year? A total of five people…"
The middle-aged man's eyes glared, his old gaze filled with shock as he surveyed Xiao Wu, Tang San, Ning Rongrong, and the others.
"No, no… This Tang San isn't here to take the exam, he's just here to watch."
Dai Mubai, as if remembering something, quickly pointed at Tang San and continued with a hint of disdain.
"Besides, even if he did, he definitely wouldn't pass our Shrek Academy exams. His spirit is only Blue Silver Grass, and he cultivates a support system… commonly known as a useless spirit support…"
Dai Mubai's words were clearly targeting Tang San, but they also annoyed Niu Dagang, who was standing behind him. He shouted, "What's more, even if he did take the exam, he definitely wouldn't pass our Shrek Academy exams. His spirit is only Blue Silver Grass, and he cultivates a support system… commonly known as a useless spirit support…"
"What's wrong with Blue Silver Grass? My Niu Dagang's Blue Silver Grass isn't a useless spirit, and I even have my own unique spirit abilities. Bullshit! I'm going to fuse my bullshit into my Blue Silver Grass and create new spirit abilities…"
"You're really asking for a fight…"
Xiao Wu, standing beside Tang San, could hear Dai Mubai's every word directed at Tang San, and she couldn't help but clench her fists in anger. Just as she was about to strike, Tang San quickly stopped her.
"Forget it, I'm not here to take the exam anyway, so I'll watch you take it from the side. You better do your best, Xiao Wu."
With that, Tang San smiled faintly and took the initiative to step out of the crowd, stepping aside to look at Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and the others.
Tang San didn't take Dai Mubai's words to heart, nor was he likely to lose control because of his taunting. After all, in terms of true strength, Dai Mubai was nothing more than a golden retriever in front of him.
How could Tang San, a Saiyan with twin spirits and an invincible eye, be so easily dismayed by the words of a golden retriever?
"Hmm? Tang San, aren't you already qualified to take the fourth level? Why are you withdrawing now?"
Ning Rongrong couldn't help but stare at Tang San with curiosity, yet also with a twinge of regret.
Meanwhile, the voluptuous Zhu Zhuqing lifted her head, her beautiful eyes furtively glancing at Tang San.
Naturally, the shrewd bunny Xiao Wu's gaze never left Tang San.
Indeed, at that moment, Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing were all staring at Tang San.
This instantly wiped the smug smile from Dai Mubai's face. He was bewildered. Why was Tang San, a mere useless spirit support, so popular with girls?
Why would his fiancée, Zhu Zhuqing, ignore him, the noble White Tiger with the Evil Eyes, and instead secretly visit a useless spirit support?
Upon realizing this, Dai Mubai felt a deep sense of disharmony, gnashing his teeth in thought.
"Could it be that Zhu Qing is really interested in this Tang San? She is obviously my, Dai Mubai's woman. It seems that I need to warn her again, and then take the opportunity to get rid of this Tang San. Although my father asked my eldest brother and I to compete for the position of crown prince, if he knew that she, a woman from the Zhu family, dared to betray me, Dai Mubai, and betray the agreement between my Dai royal family and the Zhu family… hehe… by then, no matter whether she likes this Tang San or not, she can only obey me, Dai Mubai."
"In that case, then the four of you will take the fourth level of the exam…"
As he spoke, the middle-aged man stood up and twisted his neck. Suddenly, there was a crackling sound of bones on his strong body. Then he looked at everyone again and said seriously.
"My name is Zhao Wuji. I haven't exercised in a while, so I'll be the one to play with you for this fourth round. You'll have one stick of incense to exchange ideas. After that, I'll personally attack you. If the four of you can hold out against me for the entire stick of incense, or if just one of you can make it to the end, you'll have passed. If no one can make it, then all four of you will be eliminated…"
With these words, Zhao Wuji flicked his finger, produced a stick of incense, and stuck it into the ground.
"What… This… This is a bit too difficult, Teacher Zhao…"
Dai Mubai was startled and glanced worriedly at Zhu Zhuqing, who was wearing a black leather jacket. He didn't care whether the others passed the test, but he was afraid that if Zhu Zhuqing was eliminated, he'd be out of luck.
"If passing were easy, this wouldn't be Shrek Academy. If you don't have the courage to take these four levels, you can just quit…"
Zhao Wuji said nonchalantly, lighting the incense stick and returning to his chair to sleep.
Tang San, standing nearby, then tentatively asked.
"Then, Teacher Zhao, if my sister can't hold on, can I intervene in the last half incense stick and help her pass this exam?"
Zhao Wuji seemed unusually indifferent to Tang San's words, not even bothering to open his old eyes. He lay back in the chair and spoke lazily.
"It's up to you. You're a support-type spirit master. One more or one less of you won't affect the outcome of this exam…"
...
As the incense began to burn, the four candidates—Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, and Niu Dagang—huddled together to strategize. Tang San stood to the side, his eyes scanning the group, calculating the best moment to intervene if needed. His plan was clear: ensure Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing passed while keeping his true strength hidden, all while setting the stage to refuse Flender's inevitable invitation to join Shrek Academy.
Ning Rongrong, ever observant, leaned closer to Tang San during the strategy discussion. "You're not as simple as you seem, Tang San," she whispered, her voice carrying a hint of intrigue. "I saw what you did to that farting fool. You've got something special, don't you?"
Tang San chuckled softly, deflecting her curiosity. "Just a few tricks, Rongrong. Nothing worth mentioning. Focus on the exam—Zhao Wuji's no pushover."
Ning Rongrong's eyes sparkled with mischief. "Oh, I'll focus. But don't think I'm letting you off that easily. I'm keeping an eye on you." Her tone was playful, but Tang San sensed an underlying calculation. Ning Rongrong was no fool—she was already plotting how to align herself with someone as intriguing as Tang San, especially after witnessing his effortless handling of Niu Dagang.
Zhu Zhuqing, meanwhile, kept her distance, her cold facade barely concealing the turmoil within. Tang San's words earlier had struck a chord, but her fear of the Xingluo Empire's wrath kept her from fully embracing his offer of friendship. Still, her glances toward him were filled with a mix of curiosity and longing, unnoticed by Dai Mubai, who was too busy glaring at Tang San.
Niu Dagang, still stinging from his earlier humiliation, muttered to himself about proving his master's theories. "I'll show you, Tang San," he grumbled, his chubby hands clenching. "My Blue Silver Grass will surpass yours, and Master will be proud!"
Xiao Wu, overhearing him, rolled her eyes. "Third Brother, this guy's hopeless. Should we just knock him out now to save us the trouble later?"
Tang San shook his head, a sly smile on his lips. "Let him be, Xiao Wu. He's harmless for now. Besides, he's making this exam… entertaining."
As the strategy discussion ended, Zhao Wuji stood up, his Vigorous Vajra Bear spirit roaring to life. His seven spirit rings glowed ominously, and the ground trembled under his pressure. "Time's up, kids! Let's see what you've got!"
Ning Rongrong immediately activated her Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, boosting the team's speed and strength. Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing darted into position, their agility-based spirits ready to evade Zhao Wuji's attacks. Niu Dagang, with misplaced confidence, shouted, "I'll trap him! Blue Silver Grass, Entangle!"
His yellow Blue Silver Grass shot toward Zhao Wuji, but the Soul Sage easily tore through it with a single swipe, sending Niu Dagang stumbling back. "Pathetic!" Zhao Wuji laughed. "You'll need more than that to stop me!"
Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing worked in tandem, their movements fluid and coordinated, but Zhao Wuji's sheer power was overwhelming. Ning Rongrong struggled to maintain her boosts, her face pale with exertion.
Tang San watched closely, his Divine Eye analyzing Zhao Wuji's movements. He could sense Hu Liena's presence growing closer, her fox-like aura now just outside the testing grounds. Tang Hao's oppressive Titled Douluo aura lingered in the woods, adding pressure to Tang San's careful balancing act.
As the incense burned halfway, Zhao Wuji unleashed a powerful shockwave, knocking Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing back. Niu Dagang, in a panic, resorted to his "self-created soul skill." "Take this! Niu Dagang's Fart!" he bellowed, releasing another noxious cloud.
The stench was unbearable, causing even Zhao Wuji to pause and cover his nose. "What in the world…?! Kid, you're a walking disaster!" he roared, momentarily distracted.
Tang San seized the opportunity. With a subtle flick of his wrist, he activated his Blue Silver Amplification, boosting Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing's recovery and speed. Then, with a concealed motion, he summoned the Clear Sky Hammer in his left hand, channeling just enough power to make an impact without revealing its true strength. He hurled it at Zhao Wuji, striking his knee with a precise, muffled blow.
Zhao Wuji staggered, more surprised than injured. "You again?!" he growled, turning to Tang San. "What kind of support are you?!"
Tang San maintained his innocent facade. "Just helping my sister, Teacher Zhao. It's an unstable skill, nothing more."
Zhao Wuji grunted, rubbing his knee. "Unstable, my foot! You're trouble, kid. But fine—keep going!"
With Tang San's intervention, the team regained their momentum. Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing redoubled their efforts, supported by Ning Rongrong's weakening but still effective boosts. Niu Dagang, however, was largely useless, his attempts at control failing spectacularly.
As the incense neared its end, the team barely held on. Zhao Wuji, impressed by their tenacity, called out, "Time's up! You four pass—barely. But you," he pointed at Tang San, "you're no ordinary support. I'll be talking to Flender about you."
Tang San bowed slightly, his expression humble. "Thank you, Teacher Zhao."
From the woods, Hu Liena's eyes gleamed with amusement. "Well done, little brother," she whispered. "But you're not getting away that easily." She prepared to step out, ready to confront Tang San and bring him back to Spirit Hall.
Tang Hao, still hidden, tightened his grip on his Clear Sky Hammer. "Xiao San… that hammer… and that control over the Blue Silver Grass… Who is your teacher?" His mind raced, the pieces not yet fitting together.
Ning Rongrong, catching her breath, sidled up to Tang San. "You're full of surprises," she said, her voice low and teasing. "I think we're going to get along very well, Tang San."
Tang San smiled, but his thoughts were elsewhere. With Hu Liena about to make her move, Tang Hao's suspicions growing, and Flender likely to offer him a spot at Shrek, the next phase of his plan was about to begin.
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