Stat Monster

The Yu Clan's disciples had to join Heaven Dou Royal Academy properly before they could use the Mimicry Cultivation Ground.

How could Yu Xiaogang, a Soul Grandmaster with only half a level of Innate Soul Power, possibly get Tang San, a Soul Master of just over ten levels, into Heaven Dou Royal Academy's Mimicry Cultivation Ground?

Tang San had naturally sensed Yu Xiaogang's evasiveness.

Since meeting Yu Xiaogang, Tang San had twice felt the urge to kill him.

The first time was when Yu Xiaogang guessed that Tang San had Twin Martial Souls. Back then, Yu Xiaogang had represented the academy in reprimanding the gatekeeper, exuding authority. On top of that, he had displayed his knowledge and expressed his intention to take Tang San as a disciple. After thinking it over, Tang San had decided not to act and had instead become Yu Xiaogang's student.

The second time was when they went to hunt for his First Soul Ring. Yu Xiaogang had arrogantly taken Tang San to the Soul Master Forest alone to obtain a Soul Ring, but had turned out to be utterly useless. In the end, Tang San had only succeeded in killing the Datura Snake by using every trump card he had. Looking at Yu Xiaogang then, Tang San had felt how weak his teacher was. He had also feared that Yu Xiaogang had seen his secrets, and had wanted to kill him to silence him, but had eventually hesitated and given up.

Before transmigrating, Tang San had been an assassin of the Tang Sect. He was no stranger to killing.

This time was no different. He had spent a long time in an unfamiliar place, and his teacher, Yu Xiaogang, hadn't taken him to the Mimicry Cultivation Ground as he had promised at first. Instead, he stayed in his room all day and never went out.

This made Tang San uneasy and instinctively wary.

Yu Xiaogang did want to ask the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's people what had happened.

But he had been away from the clan for far too long, and his reputation within it wasn't very good. He couldn't get in touch with anyone.

Yu Tianheng, who had a good relationship with him and was willing to humor him, believing him to be a true master, was still too young. He hadn't yet taken part in clan affairs and didn't know much.

He then turned his attention to Bibi Dong, his former lover.

But for some reason, none of the letters he sent received a reply...

Yu Xiaogang wasn't a complete fool. He had vaguely guessed that something might have happened to Yu Yuanzhen, and that Bibi Dong might have seen through his real intentions.

That suspicion alone had left Yu Xiaogang on edge.

Yu Xiaogang did have a fair amount of self-awareness.

He knew clearly that his standing in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan rested entirely on his father, a Titled Douluo.

Though he had been wandering outside and seemed to have had no contact with the clan or his father for a long time, Yu Xiaogang was only a Soul Grandmaster. The reason he lived so comfortably in a world where the strong preyed on the weak was that everyone feared the clan behind him and showed respect to one of the Upper Three Sects.

"Is there still no news from my father?" Yu Xiaogang impatiently asked the branch-clan members before him again.

"Since the last time, no one in the clan has seen Thunder Douluo." The branch-clan member bowed to Yu Xiaogang, though there was no respect in his eyes.

Not only weak, but stupid, too!

He was also one of Spirit Hall's undercover agents, and knew that Spirit Hall had already dealt with the men who had ambushed and robbed them. Thunder Douluo had probably been among them.

But he hadn't expected that after losing contact with Thunder Douluo, the fool Yu Xiaogang would repeatedly question them, the branch-clan members, without considering that they might have obtained information about Thunder Douluo's disappearance.

He wasn't interested in the power struggles within the clan.

No, perhaps it was more accurate to say that, in his rigid way of thinking, he believed that they, the branch-clan members, were born loyal to the direct line, without a trace of disloyalty.

But...

Could the direct line still be called the direct line without Thunder Douluo?

He sneered inwardly and lowered his head, hiding the emotion in his eyes.

He watched the Soul Grandmaster, who stood arrogantly before him, giving orders and even scolding him, as though he were a clown.

He hoped this fool would soon get a proper taste of how the clan treated its true useless members.

Tang San came to Yu Xiaogang again, wanting to ask about the Mimicry Cultivation Ground.

But when he heard someone talking inside the room, he held his breath, crept closer, and listened at the door.

Having cultivated the Mysterious Heaven Skill, he was in excellent physical shape. He easily made out the conversation inside.

He was genuinely curious about his teacher's secrets.

Then he heard something that shocked him: father, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Thunder Douluo...

His teacher's background was indeed impressive. But for some reason, the title Thunder Douluo sounded familiar to Tang San, as if he had heard it a long time ago.

After learning Yu Xiaogang's hidden secret, Tang San quietly retreated, intending to give his teacher some time to deal with family matters. He could wait a little longer for the Mimicry Cultivation Ground.

Still, Tang San trusted his memory. Where exactly had he heard of Thunder Douluo?

Yu Xiaogang naturally had no idea Tang San had been eavesdropping. He didn't even mind that Tang San hadn't come to ask about the Mimicry Cultivation Ground that day.

He had already begun writing to his eldest brother, who managed the clan members and handled clan affairs. Of all the people in the clan Yu Xiaogang knew, his eldest brother had the highest standing and was likely to know the most.

But Yu Xiaogang didn't know whether he would get a reply. He and his eldest brother weren't on good terms.

Yu Dahai was busy suppressing information and secretly searching for his womanizing father. He had no time to read a letter from his half-brother.

Back then, Thunder Douluo's affection for this half-brother of his had been plain for all to see. If Yu Xiaogang's Martial Soul and Innate Soul Power hadn't turned out to be so disappointing, Yu Dahai might have been replaced.

Even so, their father had gone to great lengths to cultivate Yu Xiaogang and had sent his own son, Yu Tianheng, to build a relationship with him. Meanwhile, Yu Dahai had to deal with all sorts of trivial affairs, and he wasn't close to his own son, Yu Tianheng.

Chapter 87: A Walking Stat Sheet

Ever since giving up the Soul Power Breakthrough Pill, Ning Fengzhi had been quietly keeping an eye on things.

Money could make even ghosts turn a millstone.

Yu Yuanzhen's movements couldn't escape him. After Yu Yuanzhen disappeared without a trace, Ning Fengzhi understood that he had probably fallen into Spirit Hall's hands.

So it really had been a trap!

A flicker of relief crossed Ning Fengzhi's face. He had nearly fallen for it.

Thank goodness. Thank goodness he had been cautious enough.

Just then, a petite young woman entered the hall. She had delicate features and an elegant, noble air, yet still possessed a girl's sweet charm. She went straight to Ning Fengzhi and began acting coquettishly.

The girl was Ning Rongrong. She clung to Ning Fengzhi's arm and shook it, looking a little unhappy. "Father, why did you make Big Brother Li Bai attend classes at the clan school? Isn't Sword Grandpa enough?"

"Li Bai is a disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, after all. It wouldn't be right for him to keep skipping classes. You can go with him, too, Rongrong." Ning Fengzhi smiled and patted his little princess's head, comforting her.

"But, but, you have no idea how awful those girls are. They actually stopped Big Brother Li Bai after class and confessed to him..." Ning Rongrong's voice was full of grievance and indignation. Just imagining Big Brother Li Bai surrounded and touched by those girls made her grit her teeth.

"Ah..." Ning Fengzhi's voice trailed off.

He hadn't expected the little Li Bai to be so popular.

When he had brought Li Bai back, he had already known that the boy was exceptionally handsome, almost otherworldly, like an immortal banished from heaven.

But Ning Fengzhi hadn't understood how powerfully such looks and bearing could attract women.

That was, until Li Bai began meeting people and his charm started to take effect.

Li Bai's admirers and pursuers weren't just girls; there were boys, too. Some of the boys were even crazier than the girls.

But Li Bai's strength matched his looks, and he easily dealt with all those crazed fans.

Even Sword Douluo was a little stunned by his disciple's charm. He had wanted to say that he would back his disciple up, but after thinking about his little princess, all he could say was, "...Good luck!"

Li Bai, however, had already grown used to it.

Compared with a certain junior named Dongfang Yao, a crazed stalker, these were only minor annoyances.

That junior Dongfang often sneaked up behind him and knocked him on the head, then asked what color sack he liked.

Li Bai sat beneath a peach tree, his expression melancholy.

He tipped his head back and took a sip of fruit wine that barely tasted of alcohol, which only made him feel worse.

The Peach Blossom Brew he had made himself had failed. Though he was a wine enthusiast, he didn't know how to brew wine.

This fruit wine wasn't nearly strong enough. It tasted so weak that drinking water would have been much the same.

Sword Douluo knew what his disciple was like. He had caught Li Bai drunk outside before; once, he had even suffered alcohol poisoning, and Ning Rongrong had found him in time and called a Soul Master to treat him.

Of course, Ning Rongrong had secretly brought him the wine in the first place because she wanted to get closer to Li Bai.

After that, Ning Rongrong had stopped bringing Li Bai wine so carelessly.

"Big Brother Li Bai!" Ning Rongrong's voice carried from far away. "What's that?"

Ning Rongrong curiously eyed the failed Peach Blossom Brew Li Bai had set aside.

"It smells... like alcohol?" Ning Rongrong's eyes widened. "Where did you get it?"

Everyone in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect knew that alcohol was forbidden for Sword Douluo's disciple. The family's stores of wine were also under strict supervision.

"I ruined the batch." Li Bai's voice was muffled. He took another sip of the sweet fruit wine, diluted until it barely had any flavor.

"You even tried brewing wine yourself?" Ning Rongrong's expression twisted for a moment.

A personal disciple of Sword Douluo from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, an unparalleled genius, had secretly brewed wine behind everyone's back just to get a drink?

Ning Rongrong truly didn't understand what was so good about wine that Big Brother Li Bai liked it so much.

Most importantly, she, the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, couldn't even compete with a jug of wine!

"..." Li Bai sighed. He really couldn't live without wine!

A sip of rich, fragrant wine gave him more motivation to cultivate.

"Rongrong, have you made plans for your Second Soul Ring?" He was obviously changing the subject, but Ning Rongrong fell for it.

Big Brother Li Bai is worried about me!

*^_^*, happy!

"Father and I have already discussed it. I'm going to choose a Second Soul Ring that boosts speed. I'm heading to the Soul Beast Forest tomorrow."

Ning Rongrong's Martial Soul was the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, the strongest support-type Martial Soul on the Douluo Continent. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's default boost was ten percent. Each additional Soul Ring allowed it to boost one more attribute, and also increased the boost to every attribute granted by all previous Soul Rings by another ten percent.

The most outrageous part was that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's boosts ignored the target's base strength. No matter how great the difference between the target's strength and the strength of the Martial Soul's wielder, the boost remained fixed.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's boosting effect wasn't affected by the quality of its Soul Rings. However, the higher the quality of the Soul Rings, the less Soul Power it consumed when using its Soul Skills.

That meant that although Ning Rongrong was only a Soul Master, she could still boost a Titled Douluo without changing the effect of the boost. It would simply consume more Soul Power.

If Ning Rongrong's Soul Power Level reached level ninety-four, she could instantly boost nine attributes by one hundred percent.

In terms of boosting combat power and overall usefulness, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was superior to the Nine-Heart Begonia. Its only disadvantage was the limitation of its Martial Soul, which prevented its owner from breaking through level eighty.