Tang San looked up at the sky outside the window and realized it was already quite late, so he decided not to go back to sleep.
Feeling depressed, he simply got out of bed to wash up and prepare for today's cultivation.
Arriving at a high vantage point within the academy, Tang San sat cross-legged, trying to calm the irritability caused by being hit earlier.
The east gradually turned fish-belly white, and a faint wisp of purple Qi appeared indistinctly on the horizon.
Tang San immediately circulated his Mysterious Heaven Skill, staring intently at that wisp of purple Qi, preparing to begin his practice of the Purple Demon Eye.
Initially, absorbing the purple Qi went quite smoothly, as strands of cool energy flowed into his eyes.
But immediately afterward, something bizarre to the extreme happened!
The mild purple Qi on the horizon, which should have lasted for a short while, vanished entirely without any warning.
In its place, a dazzling, scorching sun instantly leaped over the horizon, its sunlight blazing forth!
This intensely blinding sunlight, like a materialized sharp sword, shot directly toward him with extreme suddenness!
It shone straight into Tang San's defenseless eyes, which were currently in the state of cultivation and absorption.
"Ah!"
Tang San let out a shrill scream; the intense light caused a terrifyingly painful stimulation to his eyes.
He felt as if countless red-hot steel needles had been driven into his eyes, the stinging pain causing him to shut them tightly at once.
Two streams of tears mixed with bloodstains surged uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes.
Tang San rolled on the ground clutching his agonizing eyes, his heart filled with horror and confusion.
Having practiced the Purple Demon Eye for so many years, this was the first time he had encountered such an abnormal situation where the purple Qi suddenly vanished and the sun blazed so intensely!
After a long while, the stinging sensation in his eyes finally eased slightly.
Extremely depressed, Tang San could only attribute this sinister occurrence to having really bad luck today.
But what happened next truly made him start to doubt his life entirely.
Tang San dragged his exhausted and unlucky body back along the academy's path.
Just as he was walking on an exceptionally flat bluestone road...
His left foot suddenly and inexplicably tripped over his right foot.
Thud!
Right there on that road, Tang San performed a perfectly standard Faceplant!
He fell hard onto the solid stone slabs in a 'Dog eating mud' posture, his chin throbbing with pain from the impact.
There were other people on the road who, seeing Tang San Faceplant on flat ground, couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Some others recognized Tang San; though they wanted to laugh, they held it back because they knew Tang San's strength was not to be trifled with. What if they laughed and he held a grudge?
Before Tang San could climb up from the ground in frustration, a second-floor window of a nearby dormitory suddenly swung open.
Someone had simply and casually intended to throw a basin of dirty water onto the empty space below.
However, as if it had eyes, the dirty water traced a perfect parabola in the air.
Then, with pinpoint accuracy, it splashed entirely over Tang San's head and face just as he was about to get up!
Splash!
Tang San was instantly soaked to the bone, and the nauseating stench hit him right in the head.
It could be said that from the moment he opened his eyes, he had been in a state of extreme, absolute bad luck today.
Meanwhile, in a hidden dark corner...
Tang Hao, who had been silently protecting Tang San from the shadows, also frowned, noticing that something was wrong with Little San today.
At this time, Tang Hao had just dragged his broken body back to Nuoding City, hiding his tracks all the way from Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
His originally empty right shoulder, with its sleeve fluttering in the wind, looked incredibly desolate.
However, it was unknown if it was because he had lost his right arm and suffered heavy injuries from Zhao Yun...
Although his overall spirit power had now dropped by a full Level Ten...
As the saying goes, a blessing in disguise.
He had used the opportunity of his severed right arm to take the internal injuries accumulated over many years, which were like maggots in his bones...
And through the massive wound of his severed arm, along with the black blood, he had forced them all out of his body.
From now on, Tang Hao no longer needed to constantly distract himself to suppress his internal injuries; he could now use his full strength without any reservations.
But the bad news was that with his current strength of a mere level eighty-plus Spirit Douluo...
Even if he used his full strength recklessly, at most he could only fight against low-tier Titled Douluo.
If he encountered a slightly stronger Titled Douluo, he might not necessarily win!
After all, he had lost a Legacy eighty-thousand-year right arm bone, and his body's Foundation was heavily damaged.
He could no longer easily perform the world-destroying Ring Explosion secret technique and the Great Sumeru Hammer from his Peak period as he once did.
With his current Physique, if he forcibly performed the Great Sumeru Hammer...
Even if he only exploded the first four low-year spirit rings, his body might not be able to withstand that terrifying backlash.
From the shadows, Tang Hao looked at Tang San and sighed in his heart.
After so many days of contemplation, he was still deeply conflicted.
Should he let Tang San continue staying at Nuoding Academy to learn from Yu Xiaogang, or should he simply take Little San back to the Clear Sky Sect to acknowledge his ancestors and return to the clan?
Tang Hao weighed the options repeatedly and eventually decided to think and observe more carefully.
After all, although Little San possessed the talent of twin spirits and Innate Full Spirit Power, his current strength was ultimately still too low.
To let a tiny Spirit Master take the place of a sinner like himself to return to the Clear Sky Sect and seek forgiveness...
It seemed a bit too early, and the Sect might not necessarily accept it.
By following Yu Xiaogang, perhaps the problem of the twin spirits' conflict could be resolved later.
After all, he knew that Yu Xiaogang and Bibi Dong had that layer of relationship.
Even if Yu Xiaogang didn't understand it, he could shamelessly go find Bibi Dong!
As for Tang San...
Enduring the stench on his body, he ran back to the dormitory to change into clean clothes before going to see Yu Xiaogang with a bitter face.
It was now time for the daily Spirit theory study.
Yu Xiaogang sat at his desk and was stunned for a moment when he saw Tang San walk in with a bruised and swollen face.
However, for some unknown and bizarre reason of misfortune contagion...
While Yu Xiaogang was teaching Tang San, he actually started having terrible luck along with him!
He had just wanted to stand up to get a textbook when the sturdy chair beneath him suddenly made a 'crack' sound, and one leg snapped bizarrely.
Yu Xiaogang completely lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground, nearly throwing out his old back on the spot.
Yu Xiaogang rubbed his aching lower back and looked at his equally bruised disciple, unable to help but frown deeply.
He said in great confusion, "Strange, we both seem to be a bit unlucky today. What is going on?"
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