Tang San, Thoroughly Despised; Changes Over Half a Year

In the Chat Group.

Xiao Wu and Liu Erlong were still waiting for Lin Qingmo to share what he had seen in the Star Dou Great Forest that day.

They had no idea he had already fallen into the abyss known as "Devil Training."

Much less that he had had an intimate encounter with Bibi Dong, the Pope of Spirit Hall, the previous night.

[A Rogue Rabbit]: A-Qing, have you found a suitable spirit beast in the Star Dou Great Forest? Did you run into anything fun?

[Mother Tyrannosaurus]: Don't just fool around. Remember to train properly.

[Mother Tyrannosaurus]: With a Title Douluo Master guiding you, don't waste this opportunity!

Lin Qingmo looked at the messages in the group.

He gave a bitter smile.

"How would I dare slack off..."

Master would really punish him!

[Daddy Douluo]: Don't even mention it, everyone...

[Daddy Douluo]: My Master has me doing Devil Training. I'm exhausted like a dog every day, and now the intensity has to triple. I'm suffering...

[A Rogue Rabbit]: Huh? Triple the intensity? Isn't that too much?

[Mother Tyrannosaurus]: Hahaha, serves you right!

[Mother Tyrannosaurus]: You were so arrogant before. Now you know what suffering feels like, huh?

Lin Qingmo looked at Liu Erlong's gloating.

His teeth itched with anger.

Yet there was nothing he could do.

He put away the Chat Group Light Screen.

Taking a deep breath, he walked out of the wooden cabin.

No matter how harsh the training was, he could not give up.

He had to become stronger!

He had to soar across the Douluo Continent!

He had to live up to Ah Yin's gift and Master's nurturing!

Screw it!

In the morning light of the Star Dou Great Forest.

The small figure headed toward the Training Ground, carrying an unwavering conviction.

Notting Academy.

Inside a classroom.

Tang San, seated at his desk, was not paying attention to the teacher.

Instead, his gaze kept drifting toward Xiao Wu, who sat diagonally in front of him.

Xiao Wu rested her chin on one hand.

Her long lashes hung low.

When will A-Qing come back?

Her unfocused eyes gazed at the Wutong Tree outside the window.

Even looking so listless, she was still incredibly adorable.

From Tang San's perspective.

Ever since that "earthquake" half a year ago.

Lin Qingmo, who had been close to Xiao Wu, had vanished into thin air and never returned.

Xiao Wu had also become quiet and withdrawn, occasionally staring blankly into space.

She had grown increasingly distant from him as well.

Seeing Xiao Wu no longer as cheerful as before, Tang San felt uneasy.

He wanted to step forward and comfort her.

But every time he approached, Xiao Wu would instinctively avoid him.

Either she would say, "Don't bother me."

Or she simply could not even be bothered to speak before turning around and leaving.

"What exactly did I do wrong?"

Tang San truly did not understand.

Why did Xiao Wu seem to hate him so much?

During the break.

Tang San ran to Grandmaster and asked his teacher.

"Teacher, why has Xiao Wu been unhappy lately? Why doesn't she want to talk to me?"

"What should I do to make her happy?"

Grandmaster looked at the earnest little boy before him and could not help but smile.

Although Xiao San possessed strange Hidden Weapon techniques.

And a mind unusually mature for his age.

He was still, in the end, an immature child.

Being curious about girls was the first step in a boy's growth.

This was youth.

After sighing inwardly.

Yu Xiaogang earnestly instructed Tang San.

"Xiao San, girls sometimes get into a bad mood because of certain things."

"But you should know that most girls like strong people."

"If you can become stronger and protect her well, perhaps she'll change her opinion of you."

"Likes strong people?"

Tang San's eyes lit up.

He firmly remembered those words.

Clenching his fists, he silently made up his mind.

"I have to become stronger, strong enough that Xiao Wu will be happy and talk to me again!"

Not long afterward.

With Yu Xiaogang accompanying him, he successfully hunted a Datura Snake.

He absorbed his First Spirit Ring—a Century Spirit Ring.

Upon returning, Tang San eagerly went to find Xiao Wu.

His face was filled with irrepressible delight.

He stood before Xiao Wu and circulated his Soul Power.

A Yellow Spirit Ring slowly rose from beneath his feet.

"Xiao Wu, look!"

Tang San said excitedly, "I've obtained my First Spirit Ring!"

He had thought Xiao Wu would be happy for him.

But to his surprise, the moment Xiao Wu saw his yellow Spirit Ring, her expression darkened.

Along with her usual wariness, her eyes now held dissatisfaction and anger.

"Tang San, are you provoking me?"

Before Tang San could react.

A Spirit Ring rose beneath Xiao Wu's feet as well—a yellow Century Spirit Ring of the same kind.

But its Soul Power fluctuations were far denser than Tang San's.

"You have a Spirit Ring too?!"

Tang San's eyes widened.

He had not expected Xiao Wu to have already absorbed a Spirit Ring.

"Who told you I didn't have one?"

Xiao Wu looked at Tang San with utter disdain.

If she had not been wary of Tang Hao behind him, she would have hit him long ago.

Lin Qingmo had analyzed in the group that Tang Hao wanted Tang San to obtain Xiao Wu's Spirit Ring.

But he had to wait until Tang San grew strong enough to endure a Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring.

From that, they concluded that Tang Hao would not kill her for the time being.

So Xiao Wu was no longer quite so afraid of Tang San.

"I just don't want to be as vain as you, showing off everywhere."

"And stop waving your Spirit Ring around in front of me. I don't care."

"Xiao Wu, I wasn't provoking you!"

Tang San hurriedly explained.

His face was full of panic.

"I just wanted to tell you that I've grown stronger. I wanted to protect you..."

"I don't need that!"

Xiao Wu cut him off.

She turned and left.

"Stop bothering me!"

Leaving Tang San with a retreating figure he could not reach.

"..."

Tang San stood frozen where he was.

The joy on his face vanished without a trace.

In its place came profound disappointment and confusion.

A wave of frustration rose in his heart.

He did not understand...

He had clearly followed his teacher's advice and become stronger.

Why was Xiao Wu still unhappy? Why was she still unwilling to speak to him?

"Could it be... I'm still not strong enough?"

Tang San muttered to himself.

His teacher's words surfaced in his mind.

"That's it... I must still not be strong enough!"

He clenched his fists.

"Then I'll become even stronger! Strong enough that Xiao Wu can never ignore me again!"

Time flew by.

More than half a year passed.

On the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest.

A small Blue Silver Color figure was circling around a massive Variegated Tiger.

It was Lin Qingmo, now seven years old.

After more than half a year of Devil Training, along with the nourishment of Whale Rubber and Medicinal Baths.

Lin Qingmo's transformation could only be described as a complete rebirth.

He had grown considerably taller.

His blue hair had become even softer.

His skin was healthy, fair, and firm.

The outline of muscles had begun to show on his small body.

Youth and vitality were vividly apparent in him.

At seven years old, his eyes had gained a touch more determination and sharpness.

At this moment, he was circulating his Soul Power.

A strand of Blue Silver Grass burst from the ground and grew rapidly.

As if alive, it swiftly Entangled the Variegated Tiger's limbs and torso.

This Variegated Tiger was a spirit beast around three hundred years old.

It had suddenly charged out in an attempt to prey on Lin Qingmo.

The Variegated Tiger possessed formidable attack power and incredible speed.

In the past, Lin Qingmo would not even have been qualified to approach it.

But things were different now.

Relying solely on his exceptional control over Blue Silver Grass, he could bind it tightly in place.

"Ha!"

Lin Qingmo let out a low shout.

With the speed enhancement from his Right Leg Bone, he closed in on the Variegated Tiger like lightning.

The Variegated Tiger was bound by the tough Blue Silver Grass and could not move.

"ROAR!!!"

It could only let out an angry roar.

It opened its bloody maw!

Revealing its sharp fangs!

It tried to drive him away with its roar.

Lin Qingmo showed no fear.

The instant he closed in on the Variegated Tiger,

he used the force of his acceleration to slam a fist into the Variegated Tiger's head.

"Bang!"

A dull thud echoed as fist met flesh!

There was a faint sound of bone cracking.

The Variegated Tiger's head was knocked to the side.

A powerful wave of dizziness surged into its skull.

But it was, after all, a Century Spirit Beast, thick-skinned and tough-fleshed.

That punch did not inflict a fatal injury on it.

"You're pretty tough!"

Lin Qingmo grinned,

showing no intention of stopping.

After being tempered by Whale Rubber, Medicinal Baths, and training, his physical condition had already far surpassed that of Soul Masters of the same rank.

He was no weaker than a Century Spirit Beast.

He landed on the Variegated Tiger's back.

His legs clamped tightly around its back to secure himself.

"Take these fists the size of sandbags!!!"

His fists rained down on the Variegated Tiger's head and neck.

Every punch contained abundant Soul Power and overwhelming physical strength.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

Dull impacts rang out one after another.

The Variegated Tiger's roars grew weaker and weaker, and its eyes became increasingly unfocused.

Before long,

"Roar..."

the Variegated Tiger collapsed helplessly to the ground.

A Yellow Spirit Ring rose from its corpse, signifying that it had completely lost its life.

Lin Qingmo panted heavily as he jumped down from the Variegated Tiger's back.

He wiped the sweat and blood from his face, a satisfied smile appearing on his lips.

More than half a year of grueling training had not been in vain.

Now,

even though he had yet to absorb his First Spirit Ring,

he could still rely on the powerful control of Blue Silver Grass and his formidable physique to hunt Spirit Beasts around three hundred years old on his own!