Chapter 27: The Golden Iron Triangle

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity; Tang San wants to establish the Tang Sect in this world and forge a power of his own.

If they could get the help of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the results would be twice as great with half the effort.

Tang San retreated to advance, speaking in a low voice: "Rongrong, I'm sorry! I'm afraid I will disappoint you."

"What? Are you afraid our sect can't afford the money?"

Hearing the other party refuse, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but grow anxious.

Tang San continued: "If it were just us few, the problem wouldn't be great. I could barely produce enough Hidden Weapons. But your sect's direct disciples number at least a hundred; I simply cannot produce that many Hidden Weapons."

Ning Rongrong said anxiously: "They don't need to be of very high quality; as long as they can serve for self-defense, would that save production time?"

Seeing the fish take the bait, Tang San said seriously: "Rongrong, in that case, let's not mention it again. Either I won't do it, or if I do, I will go all out to make the best Hidden Weapons."

This young lady, who had seen little of the world, was instantly moved by his noble charisma.

Ning Rongrong stuck out her tongue and said in a coquettish voice: "Is there... no other way?"

A slight smile curled Tang San's lips as he replied with a hint of amusement: "There is a way, but I must think carefully before giving you an answer."

Seeing a turning point in the matter, Ning Rongrong was instantly overjoyed: "That's good! Tang San, how about you give me this Zhuge Crossbow first? I must take it back for Father to see; only Father can decide whether to equip the direct disciples with your Hidden Weapons."

"Very well, then let's do as you say!"

A meaningful smile appeared on Tang San's face; money was a good thing, and he naturally would not refuse.

With a string of coquettish laughter, Ning Rongrong was about to turn away when she heard Tang San call out to her, saying: "Rongrong, the Desert Eagle Lin Yu gave you, I wonder... could I borrow it to take a look?"

If it were any other request, Ning Rongrong would have agreed without hesitation.

But this Desert Eagle was a birthday gift Zhou Yu had given her.

She showed a look of difficulty, her tone carrying a hint of hesitation: "Tang San, this... when I see Lin Yu next time, may I first seek his permission, okay?"

Rejected, Tang San was very displeased in his heart, yet he still struggled to maintain his smile, replying: "No problem, then let's make that our agreement."

Zhou Yu heard the entire conversation between the two, word for word.

What surprised him was that this young lady, spoiled since childhood, possessed such strong principles, which was truly rare and precious.

After this joint cooperation in the Star Dou Great Forest, the team synergy and emotional bonds of the Seven Devils had clearly entered a track of stable development.

Tang San's development path was exactly as described in the original work.

"In that case, it is time to sow the seeds of hatred..."

Zhou Yu decided to start his revenge plan ahead of schedule.

The first step was to begin with the Seven Devils.

Inside the Shrek Dean's office.

After Flender heard Zhao Wuji's account of this trip to the Star Dou Great Forest, his expression changed several times; only upon hearing that everyone had returned safely did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.

He also used this opportunity to introduce an important figure to Zhao Wuji: Tang San's teacher, the famous Grandmaster of the Spirit Master world.

Yu Xiaogang had come this time specifically for his good disciple Tang San. Flender wanted to take the chance to persuade him to stay at Shrek, so he said to Zhao Wuji: "Wuji, go rest quickly; you worked hard this time."

Zhao Wuji smiled slightly: "The academy is the shared effort of all of us; no need for polite words. Grandmaster, Flender, I'll be leaving first."

Having spoken, he stood up and left the Dean's office.

Flender watched Zhao Wuji depart, a hint of gratification in his eyes: "If not for the help of these old brothers over the years, perhaps I would have been unable to hold on long ago."

Immediately after, he sighed: "I know you don't want to think about the past, but I still can't help but say it. Xiaogang, can you really not accept her? Do you really care so much about worldly opinions?"

"Shut up, do not mention her in front of me again."

Yu Xiaogang's emotions suddenly became agitated; his eyes stared fixedly at Flender: "What about you? So many years have passed, why aren't you with her? Don't tell me you don't like her."

Flender's gaze gradually turned cold: "True, I admit I like her, but she truly likes you. A gentleman does not take what another loves; moreover, in my heart, you have always been my best brother. I cannot forget her, but I will absolutely not take any action toward her."

Yu Xiaogang laughed: "Me and her, is that possible? If not for that special relationship between us, do you think I would have let her go to you? I can disregard the world's gaze, but I cannot let her bear it together with me; she is my cousin!"

He waved his hand, signaling Flender not to say any more.

A slight smile suddenly appeared on Flender's face; it seemed this rival in love had truly decided to withdraw.

He quickly changed the subject, saying: "It seems you really have put all your heart into Xiao San. Do you know? For Xiao San's sake, Wuji even got beaten up."

"Although I don't know the details, I know that person is someone you cannot afford to offend."

Yu Xiaogang took a token from his chest and tossed it to Flender, then continued: "This token is what he gave me. Flender, do you really think Tang San's martial soul is just Blue Silver Grass? If that were the case, how could he have the qualification to become my disciple?"

Flender's heart gave a start: "Could he also have a Mutated Martial Soul?"

Yu Xiaogang shook his head: "Not mutated, but dual!"

"What?"

Hearing this secret, Flender could no longer sit still; he suddenly stood up and said in a low voice: "Could it be... you intend to cultivate him to fight against the Spirit Hall?"

Yu Xiaogang gave a cold smile: "No! I do not intend to fight against the Spirit Hall. Although Bibi Dong was ruthless to me back then and broke up with me! Because of that, I met Er Long..."

"I just want to prove to everyone that I, Yu Xiaogang, am not a waste!"

Flender sat down again, lifted the large cup of malt beer before him, and gulped it down in big mouthfuls.

"In that case, from now on, you personally guide those seven little monsters!"

From then on, Yu Xiaogang officially became the mentor of the Seven Devils, launching devilish special training for them.

Although he was a king of words, he also knew that practice outweighs truth.

His devilish special training took place at the Great Spirit Arena.

Under his guidance, the Seven Devils defeated powerful opponents—the Mad Battle Team, setting a record of twenty-seven consecutive victories.

Moreover, they also defeated the Imperial Battle Team led by Yu Tianheng, a genius of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family.

In just one short month, they became a Gold Spirit Fighting Team.

During this period, Zhou Yu remained at the Great Spirit Arena, taking in every single one of their movements.