The Protagonist Seemed to Have Been Cuckolded

After finishing the cleaning, night had gradually fallen. Ye Wen returned to the dormitory and continued his cultivation.

Although Ye Wen knew that grinding this hard was wrong, at this weakest stage of his life, how could his boundless thirst for strength possibly let him sleep?

After cultivating for another two hours, Ye Wen finally opened his eyes in exhaustion when his mind could no longer sustain the circulation of Soul Power. He withdrew Nana's Martial Soul.

Nana was as reliable as ever. Ye Wen felt that he was about to break through to Level 3.

Ye Wen glanced outside again. It was completely dark by now. He smacked his lips, wondering whether that useless Yu Xiaogang had encountered the Mandala Snake as in the original story and gotten beaten senseless by its poison.

Although a four-hundred-and-twenty-three-year Mandala Snake was indeed powerful.

Yu Xiaogang, whose strength was infinitely close to Level 30, should theoretically have been able to match a thousand-year Soul Beast. No matter how trash he was, he should have been able to put up a fight against a seven- or eight-hundred-year Soul Beast.

Yet Yu Xiaogang had misjudged it from the start, believing it to be a plant-type Soul Beast disguised as a Mandala Snake. Later, once it had passed its weakened period, even though it had not reached its full state, Yu Xiaogang still turned and ran the instant he saw it. He even spouted that ridiculous line about "more souls, more bones, more skills, rush in; fewer souls, fewer bones, run for your life." He truly was weak beyond belief.

But no matter what happened to Yu Xiaogang, Tang San was definitely fine. After all, he cultivated the Tang Sect's ultimate techniques, and Tang Hao might even have been secretly protecting him from the shadows.