Notting's Six Years

"It was no small feat for you to produce a Soul Ring. If it had been Little Scented Pig, it probably couldn't have produced even one Soul Ring."

Yu Xiaogang did not dare voice the slightest complaint. He was now thoroughly convinced by the system.

"It's all right, Yu Xiaogang. You can do it. As long as you watch your words and actions, from now on you can receive rewards without suffering punishment."

"Even if my third Soul Ring is a useless one, as long as all my future Soul Rings are powerful, Luo San Pao can still evolve."

That was right. Yu Xiaogang knew that absorbing high-level soul beasts had a chance of causing one's Martial Soul to evolve. The degree of evolution varied from person to person, but under normal circumstances, it was beneficial.

He pressed his palms together and traced a circle before his chest. Dense purple Soul Power surged forth.

"Come forth, my Martial Soul, Luo San Pao."

"Fuck!"

Luo San Pao had already been extraordinarily fat, practically a cube. Now, after absorbing its third Soul Ring, it had directly turned into a ball!

Yu Xiaogang sensed Luo San Pao's physical condition. Overall, it was still quite healthy, but he did not know whether soul beasts could suffer from things like high blood sugar or fatty liver disease. If they could, Luo San Pao probably had them all.

His First Spirit Ability was called Heaven-Shattering Earth-Cracking Luo San Pao, while his Second Soul Skill was called Hypnotic Sleep Luo San Pao.

Yu Xiaogang sensed his third spirit ability, and his expression turned strange. He did not know whether it was a good spirit ability or a bad one.

The good thing was that Luo San Pao no longer needed to eat white radishes and attack enemies by farting. The bad thing was that the incantation was rather embarrassing, and the spirit ability itself was bizarre.

"Never mind. Let's see the effect first."

"Third Spirit Ability, Waist-Twisting Tail-Swaying Luo San Pao!"

Luo San Pao, fat as a ball, charged forward at high speed on its tiny legs. Then, just as it neared a small tree, it made an emergency turn, looking as though it intended to smash the enemy with its fat, hard backside, but—

Bang!

Luo San Pao crashed diagonally into the little tree.

Why diagonally? Of course, because Luo San Pao was too large, its legs were too short, and its momentum was too great. It had failed to make the turn!

Yu Xiaogang's old face darkened.

"This is supposed to be a spirit ability? If it had simply charged straight ahead, I could have tolerated it. A spirit ability that could be learned with a little practice was still, at least, a spirit ability. Like Tang San's First Spirit Ability, Blue Silver Entanglement, it was a complete trash spirit ability and a waste of a Soul Ring."

But with this spirit ability, Luo San Pao had tripped itself. Was that even an acceptable move? On the battlefield, the enemy would not even need to act—it would defeat itself.

"A spirit ability worse than trash."

Looking at Luo San Pao lying on the ground and panting, Yu Xiaogang revealed a trace of disgust.

After eating, Yu Xiaogang returned to his dormitory and lay on his bed. Just as he was about to catch up on some sleep, he suddenly sensed an immensely powerful aura.

"A Titled Douluo!"

His father was a Titled Douluo, so he was extremely sensitive to the aura of one. It seemed this aura was trying to draw him out rather than harm him. Otherwise, with his cultivation as a Level 30 Soul Elder, there was no way he could withstand a Titled Douluo.

"I wonder if this is my opportunity."

Yu Xiaogang muttered to himself. Ever since awakening the system, he had felt that he was the protagonist of this world.

Following the guidance, Yu Xiaogang entered the small grove. Suddenly, an enormous force struck his backside, sending his entire body flying straight into a large tree.

Just as he was about to summon his Martial Soul, he heard a rough male voice.

"I advise you to put away that thought, you overestimating piece of trash—the young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan who can never break through Level 29!"

"What? How do you know my true identity? Who are you? Are you here to kill me?"

Yu Xiaogang's expression changed. Many people in the Soul Master World knew that he was a Soul Grandmaster unable to break through Level 29, but most did not know he came from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. After all, Luo San Pao and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon were practically two different species.

No normal person would associate those two things with each other.

The man lowered his hood, revealing a face weathered by hardship and covered in scars. "Don't worry. I'm not here to kill you. I'm only here to demand an explanation."

"What explanation?" Yu Xiaogang's face was full of confusion.

"I have other matters to attend to, so I'll make this brief. Tang San is my son. Why did you have my son cultivate two Martial Souls at the same time, and why did you find him two such trash Soul Rings?"

"Today, if you don't give me an explanation, you won't leave this grove alive. Others may fear your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, but I don't. And if you die here today, no one will know it was Tang Hao who did it!"

"With your knowledge, since you knew Tang San possessed Twin Martial Souls, you should know how terrifying the talent of Twin Martial Souls is. I don't believe you don't understand the cultivation method for Twin Martial Souls!"

Tang Hao spoke through gritted teeth as he unleashed his Divine Slaughter's Domain. Yu Xiaogang felt as though he had fallen into an icy abyss!

Yu Xiaogang could only repeat the same set of arguments he had used to fool Tang San, hoping the Tang family were all brainless fools.

After a long while, Tang Hao finally spoke slowly. "Worthy indeed of the Soul Master World's renowned Theory Master. Tang Hao admires you!"

Tang Hao bowed to Yu Xiaogang, then reached out and pulled him up from the ground.

If it had been the Yu Xiaogang from the original story, he would surely have admired Tang Hao beyond measure at this moment. But the current Yu Xiaogang was no longer the Yu Xiaogang of before. He was confident that he could become an even more powerful soul master than Tang Hao!

Watching this scene in his mind, Li Chen secretly sighed. The theory I made up really was flawless. It even fooled Tang Hao.

Looking at Xiao Wu sleeping soundly in the neighboring bed and Tang San meditating in the distance, Li Chen pondered what to do next.

"Forget it. I'll take things one step at a time."

Li Chen felt that eating and drinking every day, bickering with Xiao Wu, and playing cards with his roommates made for an immortal's life that was truly hard to leave behind!

In the blink of an eye, six years passed.

During those six years, Li Chen had not deliberately picked fights with Yu Xiaogang or Tang San. He only played a few pranks now and then.

He was now a Level 28 Soul Grandmaster. He had obtained his second Soul Ring when Yu Xiaogang led Tang San to hunt for his second Soul Ring, and he had tagged along.

His second Soul Ring came from a Nine Hundred-Year Flame Lion, granting him a High-Temperature Flame Cannonball!

Tang San's two Soul Rings, meanwhile, remained the utterly unremarkable Three Hundred-Year Long-Life Bamboo and Six Hundred-Year Iron Head Monkey.

Because Tang San had always been preoccupied with Xiao Wu, he did not cultivate as single-mindedly as he had in the original story. On top of that, he often gave Xiao Wu money, leaving himself too poor to afford much nutritious food. He was now only at a pitiful Level 21, barely meeting Shrek Academy's admission standard.