Chapter 26: Ning Rongrong’s Night Visit! Ever Heard of Russian Roulette?

Tang San held a grudge against him?

Tang Lan decided—

He must "repay resentment with kindness" and guilt-trip him to death!

Immediately, he transmitted a message—

「Xiao San, the Blue Silver Domain is an aura formed through deep comprehension of Blue Silver Grass.」

「Your mental power is the strongest among us.」

「Try sensing it—you might gain something from it.」

Tang San was stunned!

Then he realized—he had unintentionally leaked his thoughts.

His expression turned a bit unnatural.

「I understand, Brother.」

Then, without another word, he silently shut off his inner mind, cutting off the mental link unilaterally.

——He had too many secrets and was afraid Tang Lan would uncover them.

Tang Lan chuckled.

Closing the Blue Silver Domain, he walked up to Ning Rongrong and extended his hand.

Ning Rongrong's eyes darted around mischievously.

She instantly stored the Python Revolver into her storage soul tool and instead pulled out two large gold bars, placing them in Tang Lan's hands.

"I'm buying those two soul tools!"

As a support-type soul master, she was extremely reluctant to part with the Python Revolver.

But—

Tang Lan raised an eyebrow. Strong-arming a deal, huh?

Without arguing, he simply accepted the gold bars and turned to leave.

Right now, Ning Rongrong was still a spoiled little princess, difficult to reason with.

Better to wait until Flender disciplines her before discussing it further.

Besides—

The Python Revolver was already out of bullets.

It wasn't useful to her anymore anyway.

At that moment, Tang San approached.

"Brother, where did those soul tools come from?"

Oh, interesting!

He refused to share his own secrets, yet was eager to pry into others'?

"I modified them based on sleeve darts," Tang Lan said casually. "If you're interested, I can sketch the blueprints for you later."

After all, the Python Revolver was structurally simple.

Tang San, being a hidden weapon master, would understand it at a glance.

Might as well just give him the design outright.

"Thanks, Brother!" Tang San smiled.

He took out a pouch of money from his robe and handed it to Tang Lan.

"Brother, there are 300 gold soul coins in here."

Tang Lan took it with one hand, pretending to be puzzled.

"Weren't you buying ores? What happened?"

Tang San's face darkened.

"The shop owner said the ores were stolen last night."

"As if that's just a coincidence!"

"I bet he had someone else appraise them and got a better offer!"

Oh ho!

Did Tang San tell Flender this outright?

Flender had already been forced into an unfair deal, and now he was being accused of fraud?

A dignified Seven-Ring Soul Sage—how could he tolerate this?

No wonder things turned sour.

At that moment—

Dai Mubai stepped forward.

"Follow me, everyone. The dorms are just ahead—get some rest first."

"The entrance exam is still ongoing. Official classes start tomorrow."

No one objected.

Thanks to Tang Lan, everyone was exhausted but uninjured and could walk on their own.

Once they arrived, Dai Mubai continued—

"The boys' and girls' dorms are separate."

"Two people per room."

"Xiao Wu, Zhuqing, Rongrong—you three…"

Xiao Wu grabbed Zhu Zhuqing without hesitation.

——She had zero intention of rooming with Ning Rongrong.

Conveniently—

Zhu Zhuqing was curious about Tang Lan and agreed without hesitation.

"Brother, we're going ahead~"

Xiao Wu waved at Tang Lan before heading toward the dorms.

"Hmph!"

Ning Rongrong lifted her chin arrogantly and walked off alone.

Dai Mubai shook his head helplessly.

"Ning Rongrong's princess complex is way too strong. I wonder if Headmaster Flender can handle her."

Tang Lan and Tang San remained silent.

"You two… are going to room together?" Dai Mubai asked. "There are only two boys' dorms, occupied by Xiao Ao and Fatty. I stay off-campus."

Tang Lan and Tang San exchanged looks.

"Brother, why don't you just… build two new rooms?" Tang San suggested cautiously. "There's plenty of empty space next to the dorms."

Tang Lan nodded.

He walked to the space between the boys' and girls' dorms, pressed his palms together—

"Blue Silver Domain: Three-Bedroom Apartment!"

Blue Silver Grass rapidly grew, weaving into two grass huts under Tang Lan's control.

Dai Mubai stood dumbfounded!

A domain… could be used like this?!

"Mubai, I'm heading to rest."

Tang Lan called out, choosing the left hut, right next to Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing's dorm.

Tang San, unfamiliar with Dai Mubai, simply nodded and entered the other hut.

Dai Mubai rubbed his face, glanced at Zhu Zhuqing's dorm, and then turned toward the school gates.

Teacher Zhao had gone to "recover", hopefully never running into another monster like Tang Lan again.

And once the entrance exam was over—

Dai Mubai planned to move back onto campus.

The reason?

Naturally, Zhu Zhuqing.

But…

Was it just his imagination, or was Zhu Zhuqing more interested in Tang Lan?

That night, no new students arrived.

However—

Some commotion occurred outside.

Tang Lan, with his Blue Silver Domain constantly active, witnessed the whole thing through the Blue Silver Grass.

He saw Tang Hao beating Zhao Wuji to a pulp—barehanded.

Interestingly—

Perhaps because Flender had "scammed" Tang San, the usually passive Flender got dragged into the beating as well.

It was quite tragic.

Then, Tang Hao's words—

"If you beat the young one, the old one naturally comes out"—

Made Tang Lan feel deeply comforted.

Having a powerful backer felt amazing!

Still, Tang Lan didn't bother seeking out Tang Hao.

Instead, he simply went to sleep.

After all, anything Tang Hao could teach him, he had already taught.

Why go looking for him?

For a sentimental chat?

Big men don't do that.

However—

Tang Hao clearly thought differently.

The door silently opened, and Tang Hao floated into the room.

Tang Lan didn't move a muscle.

Appearing fast asleep.

Tang Hao stood there for a moment before silently drifting away, closing the door behind him.

But not even thirty seconds later—

"Creak—"

The door slowly pushed open again.

A figure stealthily slipped inside.

Scanned the room.

Locked eyes on Tang Lan.

She took out a lit incense stick and placed it at the head of his bed.

Then, with zero hesitation, she reached out to strip Tang Lan's…

Blue Royal Robe.

That's when Tang Lan opened his eyes.

Ning Rongrong: Σ(っQДQ;)っ

She stumbled back in shock, then glanced at the burning incense.

"You didn't get knocked out by the Sleep Incense?!" Ning Rongrong gasped. "That stuff can put even a Contra into a deep sleep! You—"

"Sorry, I'm immune to poison." Tang Lan replied calmly. "So, sneaking into my room in the middle of the night—are you here for my body or my money?"

Ning Rongrong's face flushed red.

"Pah!" She spat. "The soul tool you sold me doesn't work anymore! There's got to be some kind of energy replenishment device, right?"

Tang Lan was speechless.

This was it?

"First of all, you strong-armed me into selling you that soul tool—I never agreed to sell it."

"Second, even if you needed bullets, you could've just asked me during the day. Sneaking in at night—what is this?"

"And lastly…"

Tang Lan curled his finger.

"Snap!"

The door slammed shut.

Blue Silver Grass sprouted everywhere, sealing the room completely.

Ning Rongrong's heart tightened!

She turned to see Tang Lan giving her a brilliant, yet unsettling smile.

"Since you're here, you're not leaving tonight. Stay and play with me!"

Ning Rongrong: ヾ(﹏)ﾉ

She panicked.

Pulling out the Python Revolver, she aimed it at Tang Lan.

"D-Don't come any closer!"

"I'm the heir of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"

"If you dare force me, my father won't let you go!"

"Bone Grandpa and Sword Grandpa are both Title Douluo!"

"They'll definitely kill you!"

Ning Rongrong rattled off her threats, only to see Tang Lan sitting calmly on the bed, smiling at her like she was a joke.

With a flick of his hand—

Two Blue Silver Vines coiled around the Python Revolver, yanking it away and sending it into Tang Lan's hands.

Tang Lan pulled out a single bullet, loaded it into the cylinder—

Snap! He flipped the cylinder shut.

Then—

With a single spin, the revolver whirred, the cylinder rotating rapidly.

Tang Lan raised the Python Revolver, aimed it at Ning Rongrong, and smiled like a devil.

"Little Princess Ning—ever heard of Russian Roulette?"

(t/n : why does this remind me of Squid game…)

(End of Chapter)