Supreme Dragon Lord-Chapter 53 -

Long Chen was immediately dumbstruck, his curiosity piqued as to who this Fatty Tang could be.

A Third-class Disciple in the War Master Realm, yet he can evoke such repulsion in Chen Yao?

"Steward Chen, why not let Long Chen stay with me instead?" one of the Heads of the Court quickly spoke up.

"Yes, yes! Let him stay with us. Anyone will do."

"Actually, we could just arrange for another disciple to room with Tang Le and make a spot for Long Chen."

The other four Heads of the Court quickly voiced their agreement.

However, these very words sent a wave of terror through all the C Institute Disciples. It was evident that they were extremely resistant, even terrified, of Tang Le from the First Room. No one wanted to live with him.

Long Chen was surprised and curious. The First Room... Tang Le... Fatty Tang? Could he really possess such Might?

At that moment, with a CLICK, the window of the First Room—Room Nine Hundred and One—was pushed open. A fair, rotund man appeared at the window. He was bare-chested, adorned with a string of Gold Beads around his neck. He looked to be about twenty years old and weighed around four to five hundred pounds. His perpetually smiling face seemed rather festive.

His fingers and wrists were clearly laden with gold and silver jewelry, but the string of Gold Beads around his neck was the most conspicuous. Each bead was the size of a baby’s fist. Such attire could only be described as extravagant, denoting great wealth or nobility.

He was Tang Le, a C Institute Disciple, also known as Fatty Tang.

Tang Le patted his large belly, his smile so wide his eyes were barely visible. "I say, Senior Sister Chen, aren’t you being a bit unreasonable? This is practically ungrateful."

Chen Yao’s pretty face turned livid as she snapped, "Fatty Tang, you’d better behave! It’s true you saved my father’s life, but ever since you joined the Sect, my father has treated you very well! You’ve been in the War Master Realm for two years without ever cultivating, just idling around.

"Even worse, your Constitution has harmed many disciples. Anyone who comes into contact with you is turned into an idiot! Even geniuses with decent innate talent have been ruined by you and turned into idiots! If my father weren’t protecting you, you would have been expelled from the Sect long ago!"

Hearing this, Long Chen narrowed his eyes, sizing up Tang Le with amazement. What kind of Constitution could turn geniuses into idiots? Does such a unique Constitution really exist in this world?

"I can’t help it," Tang Le said with an innocent shrug, spreading his hands. "It’s not like I intend to harm anyone. Who can I blame but my own Constitution? You should blame my master—your father—for not having found a solution yet. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

"He doesn’t even know what Constitution I have, only concluding that it’s a Poison Physique. It’s left me completely alone, holed up in an empty room. No one will go near me; they look at me like I’m a ghost."

Chen Yao was so angry she laughed. "Damn you, Fatty Tang! If you hadn’t saved my father’s life, I would have kicked you out of the Sect long ago!

"But don’t get too comfortable. You turn twenty this year. If you still haven’t made any progress by the end of it, I will personally expel you from the Sect!"

"I believe you would, but I don’t believe your father would. He isn’t the kind of person to repay kindness with hatred!" Tang Le chuckled. His gaze shifted to Long Chen as he casually took off a ring and tossed it over. "This ring is for you. It’s worth a good number of Spirit Stones. How about you take it and stay with me for a few days to keep me from dying of boredom?"

In an instant, Chen Yao’s expression changed dramatically. She hurriedly pulled Long Chen away, preventing him from catching the ring.

Watching the ring fall to the ground, Tang Le looked disappointed. "That ring is priceless. What a waste."

"PTUI! A worthless piece of junk, and you dare call it priceless?" Chen Yao scoffed, then warned Long Chen, "Don’t you ever touch his things! You’ll have bad luck if you do!"

Long Chen frowned slightly. Could it really be that ominous?

Suddenly, Xia Duoduo’s voice echoed in Long Chen’s mind. "Young Master, that ring truly is a treasure of immense value! It contains its own independent space for storage, making it extremely precious. Based on the power levels in this region, a Space Ring shouldn’t even exist!

"Moreover, when that fatty tossed the ring, he intended to harm you. If I’m not mistaken, he must possess the Swallowing Body! Anyone who touches him or his belongings will have their Battle qi, and even their innate talent, devoured. Legend says the Swallowing Body can consume anything!"

Hearing this, Long Chen’s pupils constricted. He had never imagined that Tang Le’s Constitution could be so formidable.