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Chapter 68 — Tang San Reveals His True Nature {Sorry, Power...}
A blinding white orb shot forth from Dai Huabin's mouth, hurtling toward Tang San with terrifying speed.
Sensing the surge of energy behind him, Tang San forcefully twisted his body to the side. He narrowly evaded the attack, yet the sudden deceleration allowed Dai Huabin to close the distance.
All hope of using hidden weapons was completely dashed. Seeing the tiger claw swinging toward him from the side, Tang San's right hand, once enveloped in Blue Silver Grass, dissolved into nothingness. In its place, he gripped the black, gleaming hammer with his left hand.
Bang—!
The hammer collided with the tiger claw, and a terrifying shockwave rippled outward. Dai Huabin's arm went numb from the force, while the towel in Tang San's hand shattered, leaving him entirely exposed once more.
Yet, Tang San's body seemed to harness the energy from the collision. He spun in midair, bringing the hammer down again with renewed ferocity.
Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer Technique!
Confronted with such a mortifying scene, Tang San finally abandoned the rigid adherence to the principles of the Mysterious Heaven Skill. He no longer concealed his Clear Sky Hammer Martial Spirit.
The battlefield shifted instantaneously.
"By the heavens… incredible."
ZhouSicheng, who had just finished dinner, couldn't help but exclaim as he watched Tang San, a completely nude yet overwhelmingly powerful young man, dominate Dai Huabin effortlessly.
He glanced at his good friend CaoJinxuan, hesitation in his voice:
"Could this be… the legendary method of sacrificing one's dignity to gain strength?"
"No."
Cao Jinxuan shook his head, speaking with grave seriousness. "I think it's more like… liberating one's true nature."
At that moment, several students at the door, having observed the black hammer in Tang San's hand, gasped.
"Twin Martial Spirit! Clear Sky Hammer! He's from the Clear Sky Sect!"
"What? The Clear Sky Hammer, the martial spirit famed as the strongest weapon-type in the world!?"
"I've heard it's been ages since a Clear Sky Sect disciple has appeared publicly. And now… seeing him, it truly confirms that this hidden sect is extraordinary!"
Like a stone tossed into a still pond, waves of discussion spread rapidly. The fame of the Clear Sky Sect began to circulate among the students in a strange, almost reverential manner.
No wonder the Clear Sky Sect is so formidable!
Fighting naked—is this something an ordinary person could do?
For a moment, the spectators even began to rationalize Tang San's actions. Some argued that without clothes, wind resistance would be minimized, increasing mobility. Others suggested that shocking one's own sense of shame could stimulate blood circulation, achieving a near "explosive" effect akin to biological enhancement. {T/N: This is hillarious}
Amid the whispers of the onlookers, a dull thud rang out. Dai Huabin, having endured nearly ten strikes, finally faltered, spewing a mouthful of fresh blood.
Yet Tang San showed no sign of stopping. Just as he prepared to strike again, a commanding voice rang out:
"Stop!"
With that single word, an overwhelming aura descended upon Tang San, freezing him instantly.
Turning his gaze, he saw a teacher approaching from the doorway. Beneath his feet were seven spirit rings, his presence radiating a terrifying authority.
The teacher's eyes flickered over Tang San's bare form. His face twitched, trying to maintain a stern expression, though the situation challenged even his composure.
"What's going on? Why are you fighting!?"
Tang San's lungs ached from exertion, but even in anger, he had no choice but to stop. He sheathed the Clear Sky Hammer and, his eyes cold as ice, explained to the teacher:
"I was in the shower when he suddenly attacked me."
"…?"
Such audacity—fighting in a shower?
The teacher stood dumbfounded. In over a decade of teaching, he had seen fights in countless places, but a battle in the bathhouse was unprecedented. After a couple of clears his throat and dispersing the curious students, he looked at Tang San again, voice oddly restrained:
"…Go back and put on some clothes first. I'll investigate this matter thoroughly."
As Tang San returned to his dormitory, Huo Yuhao's gaze flickered with recognition.
Blue Silver Grass, Clear Sky Hammer, and an unnaturally mastered Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer technique… who else could it be but Tang San?
At that moment, he finally understood why Wang Dong'er had not disguised herself as a boy to enroll.
If Tang San of the Divine Realm sensed more than one rising star in the Lower Realm, how would he act?
Rather than letting his daughter cultivate bonds with only one of them—whether out of control or caution—he would likely allow her to enter in her natural form, ensuring that her appearance could draw them all under scrutiny.
In the previous life, it had only taken subtle psychological cues to manipulate Wang Dong'er's dislike for Spirit Tools. Simple, yet effective.
However, this time, the target was two reincarnators.
Huo Yuhao couldn't help but laugh softly. He had never imagined that Tang San would experience a taste of the torment he once endured. Moreover, with Tang San's interference, Divine Realm Tang San's attention would be divided—a convenient distraction.
"Something happened? It's so noisy."
A melodious voice pulled Huo Yuhao back from his thoughts. He turned to see Gu Yuena walking toward him.
Perhaps the bathhouse battle had just concluded, for many students lingered in the corridor, buzzing with excitement over what they had witnessed. Gu Yuena's arrival was like a bombshell, instantly drawing all attention.
"Hmm… how should I put it…"
Huo Yuhao stammered, unsure how to explain what he had seen.
"Never mind. None of that matters."
Gu Yuena's tone was calm as she diverted the topic. "I'm sleepy. Go eat your dinner quickly and come back to sleep."
"…."
Since neither of them were core students, the cafeteria meals weren't free. Yet, generous as ever, Huo Yuhao led Gu Yuena to the most expensive window, boldly ordering one of every dish in full view of the awe-struck students.
While the taste was inferior to home-cooked meals, Huo Yuhao prioritized the nutritional value—rare ingredients nearly impossible to acquire without special channels.
Gu Yuena, however, cared only about flavor, indifferent to rarity or nutrition.
Fortunately, the cafeteria food was reasonably tasty, and despite her refined palate from years of being spoiled by Huo Yuhao and Huo Yun'er, it was not unpleasant.
After dinner, back in the dormitory, Gu Yuena showed no intention of leaving, following him straight into the room. Huo Yuhao's eyelids twitched.
Thanks to Tang Ya and Gu Yuena's tireless efforts at home, he had grown somewhat numb to sharing a bed with her.
After a simple wash, Huo Yuhao returned to find Gu Yuena already tucked into bed, only her small head peeking out. Her deep violet eyes glimmered faintly in the dim light, her face exquisitely beautiful, captivating the heart.
Huo Yuhao's throat rolled slightly as he lifted the covers and climbed in, speaking softly:
"No fooling around tonight. We have to get up early for class."
"…Alright."
The brief reply caught him off guard—Gu Yuena had agreed so easily. Before he could react further, soft arms wrapped around him, accompanied by her ethereal voice:
"Then you hold me as well."
The hands remained still, as though in genuine agreement.
"Hurry."
Seeing his hesitation, Gu Yuena murmured, nudging closer into his embrace.
Perhaps from habit, having slept together often, Huo Yuhao had grown accustomed to her scent. The familiar fragrance calmed his mind. His hand slid across her neck, gently patting her smooth back.
And so, face to face, they drifted into deep, peaceful slumber.
(End of Chapter)