Is Xiao Lin Tang Hao's Son?

A moonless, windy night.

Inside a private office at Notting Academy.

Yu Xiaogang was grumbling as he packed his luggage.

"Those two damned brats actually dared to look down on me."

After several teachers found him, Yu Xiaogang was moved to the infirmary.

Then, after receiving treatment from a healing-type Soul Master, he recovered.

That healing Soul Master was not particularly skilled and only had a White Soul Ring, but treating a simple fainting spell was easy enough.

It was precisely because Soul Masters in this world possessed such convenient methods that Yu Xiaogang had been able to wake up so quickly.

Yu Xiaogang had now made up his mind. This time, he would go to Shrek Academy and prove himself.

Flender had told him that he had a genius disciple whose spirit was the Evil Fire Phoenix, a top-tier Beast Soul, as well as an Innate Full Soul Power Food Soul Master.

After giving it some thought, Yu Xiaogang realized that the talent of those two students was no less than Xiao Lin and Tang San's.

First of all, no matter what, Xiao Lin's Imprisoning Dragon Staff was still a metal rod.

Metal had a hard time withstanding high temperatures. Even if the Imprisoning Dragon Staff was immune to heat, could Xiao Lin, as a Weapon Soul Master, also be immune to it?

Would he still be able to hold an iron rod heated red-hot?

Furthermore, an Innate Full Soul Power Food Soul Master was far stronger than Tang San's Blue Silver King. He firmly believed that the support abilities of an Innate Full Soul Power Food Soul Master were no weaker than the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

He refused to believe that Tang San's Blue Silver King could surpass the trash spirit Blue Silver Grass by much and become an exceptionally powerful control-type spirit.

Without his guidance, Tang San would be trash for the rest of his life.

At that thought, the corners of Yu Xiaogang's lips curled up slightly, revealing a lecherous grin.

Just thinking about it made him excited.

"Hehehe, there are still eight years. That's enough time to make my students the most monstrous geniuses on the continent."

"And the other students too. I can casually teach another genius on Qin Ming's level. If I say I'm the Grandmaster, who would dare object?"

As Yu Xiaogang continued thinking, his muttering gradually turned into a normal speaking voice, until he finally shouted with a hint of a roar.

"I object. What are you going to do about it?"

At that moment, an oppressive voice rang directly beside Yu Xiaogang's ear. A burly Middle-aged Man in a black robe then appeared behind him.

Yu Xiaogang was so frightened he nearly pissed himself, cold sweat instantly soaking his back.

Someone had appeared inside this tiny office, yet he had not even noticed.

Swallowing hard, Yu Xiaogang nervously looked behind him, wanting to see who it was.

"You'd better not turn around, or I'll start killing."

Tang Hao had no intention of entrusting Tang San to Yu Xiaogang this time, so naturally, he did not want to reveal his true face.

If he had not wanted to avoid drawing Spirit Hall's attention, he might have simply hammered Yu Xiaogang to death.

"Who are you, sir?"

Tang Hao had just warned Yu Xiaogang, yet Yu Xiaogang still risked asking. It made Tang Hao feel as though he had encountered an idiot.

However, Tang Hao did not answer this time. Instead, he placed his right hand on Yu Xiaogang's shoulder and pressed down lightly.

Bang!

Under the pressure of Tang Hao's monstrous strength, Yu Xiaogang could not withstand it at all. His knees gave way, and he fell directly to his knees.

"I don't want you going near Xiao Lin or Tang San. And stop asking about their affairs."

"If I find out anything happens to them, Yu Yuanzhen will be the next Chihiro Ji. Understand?"

Upon hearing Tang Hao's words, Yu Xiaogang's terrified pupils suddenly contracted.

There were only a few people in the entire Douluo Continent who could so brazenly claim they would make Yu Yuanzhen end up like Chihiro Ji.

And the person who left the deepest impression on Yu Xiaogang seemed to be standing right behind him.

"You... you're the Clear Sky..."

"Hmph!"

Tang Hao did not want to say anything more. He only wanted Yu Xiaogang to swear on his spirit. After a cold snort, Soul Power Pressure comparable to that of a Soul King bore down directly upon Yu Xiaogang.

The Soul Power Pressure comparable to a Soul King was utterly unbearable for Yu Xiaogang, who was only level 29 and had the physique of a middle-aged man who had not exercised for years.

Bead-like drops of sweat streamed down his face as his body trembled in fear under Tang Hao's pressure.

"Wh... why?"

"Could it be..."

Suddenly, Yu Xiaogang seemed to think of something, and his eyes lit up.

"Xiao Lin is your son?"

Overwhelmed by excitement, Yu Xiaogang could not help turning around to look at Tang Hao, wanting to confirm whether it was true.

Sure enough, the moment Yu Xiaogang turned around, Tang Hao's expression went blank for an instant.

He had guessed right.

Seeing Tang Hao remain silent, Yu Xiaogang became even more certain.

The Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul had mutated into the Imprisoning Dragon Staff. Although the two were entirely different weapons, the Innate Full Soul Power alone showed that the Imprisoning Dragon Staff was a Martial Soul no weaker than the Clear Sky Hammer—perhaps even superior to it.

Moreover, Yu Xiaogang unconsciously recalled Xiao Lin's seemingly ordinary shove that had sent him tumbling to the ground.

A six-year-old child could not possibly possess such tremendous strength. The only explanation was that Xiao Lin had already become a Soul Master and possessed a soul ring that increased his strength.

This was exactly the same Soul Skill choice as the Clear Sky Douluo's. Xiao Lin was planning to put everything into strength.

As for why Xiao Lin was surnamed Xiao rather than Tang, Yu Xiaogang assumed that Tang Hao was trying to hide and protect his son.

Yu Xiaogang was extremely pleased. He had never expected Xiao Lin to be his idol's son.

If that was the case, blazing flames began burning in Yu Xiaogang's heart once more.

Yu Xiaogang said excitedly, "Your Majesty Clear Sky, if you let me teach your son..."

"Mind your own business."

By now, Tang Hao could not be bothered to explain. He simply grabbed Yu Xiaogang by the shoulder and threw him out.

"You've made the oath. Now get lost."

Tang Hao's stance was clear. No matter what Yu Xiaogang thought, he would never allow him near Tang San, lest his resurrection plan fail.

However, Tang Hao's merciless throw completely shattered Yu Xiaogang's composure.

In his heart, the invincible Clear Sky Douluo's image had already crumbled.

At that moment, Yu Xiaogang lay at the doorway with disbelief written all over his face. Even the Clear Sky Douluo looked down on him. Then he...

Fine, he would leave!

"I, Yu Xiaogang, swear upon my Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao: if a third person learns of Xiao Lin and the others' affairs, may my Martial Soul shatter and may I suffer a fate worse than death."

He violently threw open the office door, his face full of resentment, and left without looking back.

Damn it, damn it, damn it!

Yu Xiaogang's emotions had risen and fallen, then fallen and fallen and fallen. Even if it was his idol, if Tang Hao would not entrust his son to him and let him train the boy into the strongest Titled Douluo, resentment would still grow in his heart.

The greater Yu Xiaogang's hopes had been when he realized Xiao Lin was Tang Hao's son, the greater his hatred for Tang Hao and Xiao Lin was now.

Tang Hao had destroyed his hope of becoming a true master.

Damn it!

Why?!

I've clearly worked so hard...

If it was the Clear Sky Douluo's child, then Flender's genius children had no hope of winning at all.

It seemed he could only bring out the most intense training method: limit-running under heavy weights.

With that thought, a trace of determination flashed across Yu Xiaogang's face.