Tang San's Limitless Future

"However, Third Cannon has mutated in a bad direction. My innate soul power is only half a rank, which means I'll never break through level 30 in this lifetime. I can only study martial souls in theory."

"Ah, this..." Tang San was stunned, realizing he had touched Yu Xiaogang's sore spot. "Sorry, Teacher..."

"It's nothing, don't worry about it." Yu Xiaogang waved his hand and said self-deprecatingly, "I've gotten used to it over the years. Come, let me introduce you. This is Luo Sanpao. You can also call him Third Cannon. The name comes from the 'luoluo' sound he makes, and 'Third Cannon' refers to his attack—he can only fire three times."

Oh, so that's how it is. Only three shots—kinda short, huh? Tang San thought to himself, but his face showed no trace of abnormality. He even patted Luo Sanpao's dog head in a friendly manner.

"Hello, Third Cannon."

"Luoluo!" Luo Sanpao stuck out his tongue like a real dog, his dog face wearing a fawning expression.

"Alright, let's begin. Third Cannon, lead the way." Yu Xiaogang gave the order.

"Luoluo!"

Luo Sanpao wiggled his fat body, shaking his head and swaying as he took the lead, leaving only his back to the master and disciple, along with his pigtail swinging left and right.

On the other side, Lin Ye's carriage had also stopped outside the Soul Hunting Forest. After the token was checked, Lin Ye led the group and filed into the forest with a rustle.

This time, the task was rather special, so he had brought both the Snow Empress and Bing Di. If no one was watching the house, what if Xiao Wu ran away? No choice—he had to bring her along. That meant the whole group had to mobilize.

"Don't you already have a soul ring? Why are you coming here?" The speaker was Lin Qiu'er, who was lazily sprawled on Lin Ye's shoulder, looking very comfortable.

"I don't need a soul ring. This time, I'm here to give one to someone else." Lin Ye replied with a smile. He was in an exceptionally good mood today, a grin always hanging on his face.

"Give a soul ring? What do you mean, give a soul ring? To whom?" Lin Qiu'er fired off three questions in a row, a big question mark popping up over her head.

"You'll find out when the time comes." Lin Ye played coy.

"That Titled Douluo has appeared again." The Snow Empress frowned, gazing into the distance. She had sensed Tang Hao's aura. Though the distance was far, and given their cultivation gap, she could sense Tang Hao, but Tang Hao couldn't detect them.

"Is it Tang Hao?" Lin Ye asked, though he already had the answer in his heart. In this backwater place, no other Titled Douluo would be here.

The Snow Empress nodded, confirming his guess.

Lin Ye grinned wickedly. "Heh, that saves us trouble. Sister Xue Nu, keep an eye on Tang Hao for me. We'll follow him, but keep our distance and try not to be discovered."

The Snow Empress tilted her head slightly, pausing for a moment before asking, "Do you have a grudge against him?"

Lin Ye smiled faintly. "Didn't we make enemies yesterday? And his son—this time, my target is that little punk."

Hearing this, Bing Di also leaned in. "You have a grudge against his son too?"

Lin Ye nodded again, his tone firm. "One mountain can't hold two tigers. It's either him or me." As he spoke, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.

Both women were moved. Lin Ye had always been kind and smiling to everyone. This was the first time they had seen him show such a fierce expression.

After a moment of silence.

"I'll go take care of that father and son." Bing Di rolled up her sleeves, volunteering to help Lin Ye eliminate Tang Hao and his son.

Lin Ye quickly grabbed the hot-tempered woman. "Bing'er, don't. I want to torment them properly. If you kill them, there'll be no fun left—half the entertainment gone."

Bing Di: "..."

"For you to take him so seriously, that little punk must not be simple, right? Aren't you afraid of messing up?" Hearing Bing Di also call Tang San a little punk, Lin Ye nearly burst out laughing.

"Alright, stop worrying. I know what I'm doing."

Just then, Xiao Wu, who had been keeping a low profile, jumped out. Hands on her hips, she said fiercely, "If you ask me, we shouldn't have let that Tang Hao go yesterday. We should've given him a good beating, at least left him unable to take care of himself. And that little punk, his son—he's definitely no good either."

It was clear that Xiao Wu hated Tang Hao, and by extension, she had taken a dislike to Tang San as well.

Lin Ye almost laughed again. Xiao Wu also called Tang San a little punk and wanted to beat him up. Heh heh heh, interesting, very interesting. Hahaha, who knew you were like this, Xiao Wu!

To be honest, he also wanted to kill Tang San. But the Asura God had already set his sights on Tang San. If he killed him, that bastard Asura God would just jump out and revive him. Then, the resurrected Tang San would become wary and hide like a sewer rat, which would be disgusting. Compared to that, Lin Ye felt it was better not to alert Tang San too early. That way, Tang San would always be in the open.

The parchment also said that Tang San couldn't be killed, but his talent could be chipped away bit by bit, turning him into a useless little punk.

He took Lin Qiu'er off his shoulder, held her in his arms, and rubbed her vigorously—first her head, then her belly.

Lin Qiu'er was thoroughly annoyed, but she had no choice. For the sake of good food, and to avoid having her fur secretly shaved off, she had to endure it.

Endure for a moment, and the wind and waves calm; step back, and the sky and sea open wide.

"Fine, I guess I'm just meddling for nothing," Bing Di said, a little displeased.

Seeing her unhappy, Lin Ye sidled over with a sly grin. "How could that be? Bing'er is the best to me."

He knew Bing Di cared about him and wanted to help eliminate the threat of Tang San. A warmth filled his heart as he thought about how his year of feeding this woman hadn't been wasted.

"Stay away from me." Being too close made Bing Di uncomfortable, and she pushed Lin Ye away with one hand.

Lin Qiu'er seized the chance to break free from Lin Ye's Evil Claw. Once on the ground, her body rapidly expanded, returning to a length of three meters.

Lin Qiu'er bounced in place a few times, looking very happy. Compared to being held and petted like a cat, moving freely like this was much better.

It was just inconvenient to revert to her original form in human cities.

The Three-Eyed Golden Lion's size was quite petite among soul beasts, but compared to the six-year-old Lin Ye, she could still be considered a big one.

Watching Lin Qiu'er grow larger now, Lin Ye's eyes flickered, as if he'd thought of something fun. With an excited expression, he leaned close to Lin Qiu'er's ear and whispered a few words.

"You... you you you're dreaming." After hearing his request, Lin Qiu'er's fur bristled instantly. She glared at Lin Ye with shame and anger.

This guy actually wanted to ride her. How outrageous! The Emperor Auspicious Beast had its own pride—how could it submit to being beneath a human's crotch?