Rui Mengmeng, a level ninety-nine assault-type Title Douluo whose Martial Soul was the Exile Blade, served as Xiao Feng's personal guard. She would carry out all of Xiao Feng's orders, but at the same time, she would also take responsibility for tempering Xiao Feng's physical fitness and "combat" abilities!
Although Xiao Feng's system could directly instill these combat techniques into him, he was still young. Some things needed to be personally experienced first. Once Xiao Feng's mind could absorb this knowledge with ease, his system would directly grant it to him!
That afternoon, Old Jack, his face glowing with health, came to find Xiao Feng and Tang San. He told them they would be heading to Nuoding Academy in three months.
Thus, life settled into calmness. Tang San still cultivated his Purple Demon Eye atop the mountain every day, while Xiao Feng was tempered by Rui Mengmeng beside the lake each day.
Whenever it was time to eat, Tang San would come running over to mooch a meal. Xiao Feng did not mind. Two people were eating anyway, so having one more made no difference. Besides, his food supply was unlimited—though only within the villa's grounds. Once taken beyond that range, the food would immediately vanish.
Later, under his father's instructions and Xiao Feng's coaxing, Tang San transformed from the shrewd otherworldly Tang San he had once been into Little San, Xiao Feng's follower. Tang San vaguely remembered his father saying, "Little San, I don't ask that you become a powerful Spirit Master. I only hope you can live a peaceful life following your Brother Xiao Feng. With him, I won't have to worry about you being beaten to death by your father's enemies."
After those words, Tang San fell silent. Later, Tang Hao briefly told Tang San some of his own stories and experiences. He did not tell Tang San about his grudge against Spirit Hall, because Tang Hao felt it was too early for Tang San to hear such things. Right now, he only wanted Tang San to live a happy life. As for his hatred of Spirit Hall, he, the Clear Sky Douluo, would deal with it himself!
After all, Tang Hao's old injuries were slowly healing. Even the unhealed Tang Hao had caused Spirit Hall no end of chaos in the original story, let alone Tang Hao after his recovery. Just imagining that scene was exciting.
As for Tang San, upon hearing his father's stories, he was filled with admiration. He declared that he would become someone like his father in the future. Tang Hao was greatly pleased and taught Tang San his Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer. Tang San was also extremely diligent. Eventually, Tang Hao could not help but exclaim, "San'er, you were born to be a blacksmith!"
Luckily, Xiao Feng did not hear that, or he definitely would have said, "Why don't you two just open a blacksmith shop? I'll put up the money, and you two can work for me. I take ninety, you take ten."
As for a certain Husky, after Xiao Feng let it out, it never came back. Xiao Feng was not worried in the slightest. As long as he wished it, the dog could instantly return to his side. Could a Husky be beaten to death? Please, this thing was Xiao Feng's legendary Martial Soul. How could it die? It would be lucky if it did not kill someone else instead.
What Xiao Feng did not know was that several villages near Holy Soul Village, along with the surrounding mountain regions, had already suffered at its paws. This was precisely what they meant by: wherever Er Ha roamed, not a blade of grass remained.
In the blink of an eye, three months had passed.
Early morning.
Xiao Feng stood atop the villa roof. Looking at the lake beside him and the surrounding scenery shrouded in mist, he could not help but sigh. "Now that it's truly time to part, I'm still a little reluctant. I wonder whether I'll ever return here."
Having stayed in this place for several years, it was only natural that he felt some reluctance before leaving. But Xiao Feng was not an indecisive person. After reflecting for a few seconds, he left without looking back.
His lone figure strolled leisurely down the country path. Where was Rui Mengmeng, you asked? Xiao Feng did not know either. The system said Rui Mengmeng had gone off to have fun. Xiao Feng did not care about that. The system had told him that whenever he was in danger, Rui Mengmeng would naturally appear at his side.
Thus, utterly carefree, Xiao Feng set off in a very dashing manner. Mm, it was still that familiar style: a white shirt, floral shorts, and a pair of flip-flops. Fortunately, Xiao Feng was handsome. Otherwise, dressed like that, he would probably be mistaken for a pervert. After all, such trendy clothing did not yet exist in the Douluo world.
At the entrance of Holy Soul Village.
Tang San, carrying a bundle, and Old Jack, leaning on his cane, appeared to have been waiting for quite some time. Upon seeing Xiao Feng, Old Jack hurriedly said, "Little Feng, you're finally here. Let's go. It'll probably take half a day to reach Nuoding City."
Xiao Feng merely smiled at Old Jack's words. "Old man, you don't need to accompany us. Little San and I can go on our own."
Hearing Xiao Feng's words, Old Jack said worriedly, "How can I let you two children go alone?"
Xiao Feng smiled but said nothing. He merely walked silently toward the stone at the village entrance bearing a Soul Saint's fist imprint.
The stone: "Wait! What are you doing?"
Xiao Feng: "Nothing much. Bear with it for a moment. It won't hurt."
Xiao Feng raised his fist and threw a fierce punch at the stone!
With a loud crack, Xiao Feng's punch directly shattered the stone. Dense cracks spread across it, and in the end, the stone broke apart.
The stone died at the age of one hundred and two.
"Old man, with strength like mine, do you still think I count as a child?"
Watching Holy Soul Village's landmark stone get smashed to pieces, Old Jack's heart ached terribly. But after thinking about it, Xiao Feng possessed such strength at such a young age. Once Xiao Feng grew up, would he not become incredibly powerful? At the same time, Old Jack remembered what Xiao Feng had once said to him—"Title Village~"
For a moment, Old Jack broke into a smile. "In that case, I won't see you off. But you must be careful on the road!"
"Don't worry, don't worry!"
After Tang San and Xiao Feng bid farewell to Old Jack, they embarked on their journey. After Xiao Feng and Tang San left—
Tang Hao arrived at the village entrance carrying a stone, leaving Old Jack rather bewildered.
"What are you doing?"
Tang Hao did not waste words. He directly placed the stone where the previous one had stood. Several large words were written upon it: "Title Village!" Along with them was a fist imprint carrying the pressure of a Title Douluo.
"Didn't Xiao Feng say that Holy Soul Village should be renamed Title Village?"
At Tang Hao's words, Old Jack rolled his eyes. "Our village is called Holy Soul Village because it once produced a Soul Saint. Even if we're changing the name, we should at least wait until Xiao Feng becomes a Title Douluo, right?"
Hearing Old Jack's words, Tang Hao said solemnly, "I won't hide it anymore. I'll come clean with you. I, Tang Hao, am a Title Douluo!"
"You, a drunkard, a Title Douluo? If you're a Title Douluo, then I'm a God King!"
The next second, nine brilliantly colored Spirit Rings silently emerged around Tang Hao.
"Damn it, I really am a Title Douluo!"
However, Old Jack merely glanced at Tang Hao's Spirit Rings and said, "That's it? Who knows where you learned that magic trick. Go on, get out of here. Don't interfere with me thinking about Holy Soul Village's future. But then again, renaming it early isn't impossible. Still, I think it should be called God King Village."
"???"
With Tang Hao wearing a completely dumbfounded expression, Old Jack patted his backside and left, leaving Tang Hao alone in the wind and chaos.
"Does no one believe the truth these days? Or is my identity as a drunkard simply too deeply ingrained?"
What Tang Hao did not know was that at the moment Old Jack left, he quietly muttered, "A mere Title Douluo is nothing worth mentioning. And besides, this world is about to change~"
Elsewhere, Spirit Hall's main headquarters also received a letter from the Nuoding City Spirit Hall branch. That letter was precisely Xiao Feng's letter of introduction.
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