Master's Scheme to Use Tang Hao

That night, after seeing Lu Yi and Tang San off, Yu Xiaogang began researching how Light Attribute Dragon Beasts and other attribute Dragon Beasts increased Luo Sanpao's evolution speed.

He could not quite understand it. He was clearly a descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, so why had Luo Sanpao shown no obvious increase in evolution after eating the flesh and blood of Lightning Attribute Dragon Beasts? Yet after eating the flesh and blood of Light Attribute Dragon Beasts, its evolution had clearly accelerated.

"Could it be that my Martial Soul didn't just undergo a degenerate mutation in appearance, but even its attribute mutated as well?"

Staring at the documents on the table, Yu Xiaogang stroked his chin and muttered to himself.

Bang!

At that moment, a sound came from nearby. Yu Xiaogang turned his head and saw that the previously closed window had somehow been opened. The wind outside kept blowing into the room.

Yu Xiaogang did not think much of it. He merely walked slowly to the window, intending to close it.

"Long time no see, Master!"

A voice sounded at that moment, and Yu Xiaogang felt a chill shoot from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

He whirled around and saw a weathered man in a black cloak hiding in the shadow of the curtains, watching him. The wind outside stirred the curtains, causing the shadows to flicker constantly. The room's light fell across his face, revealing a drunken, unkempt face that Yu Xiaogang knew all too well.

"You are... Clear Sky?"

Yu Xiaogang's pupils contracted, his voice full of astonishment.

Tang Hao shook his head faintly, his voice calm yet imposing.

"There is no need to mention that old title. I came this time to entrust Little San to you!"

"He's your son!" Having heard Tang Hao's words, Yu Xiaogang calmed down and questioned him.

"Precisely because he is my son, he cannot follow me. He must walk his own path!"

"I have things I must do and no time to take care of him. You are the foremost authority on theory. I can rest assured leaving Little San with you!"

Tang Hao looked at Yu Xiaogang, his tone resolute.

After hearing this, Yu Xiaogang fell silent for a moment before saying, "I can agree, but you need to do a few things for me. This is also for the sake of training Little San."

"What is it? Tell me. As long as I can do it, I will do it for you."

Tang Hao looked at Yu Xiaogang, his tone indifferent.

"Get me seven or eight pieces of high-age Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Rubber." Yu Xiaogang did not hold back in the slightest.

"Whale Rubber? What do you want that stuff for?"

Tang Hao looked at Yu Xiaogang with a complicated expression. No wonder this fellow had not found a partner after all these years—so he had physical problems.

"Don't look at me like that! Whale Rubber can greatly improve Little San's physical constitution and let him absorb a thousand-year Soul Ring as his second Soul Ring!"

Seeing Tang Hao's strange look, Yu Xiaogang shouted at him in embarrassment and irritation.

"Is that possible?" Tang Hao looked at Yu Xiaogang, half believing and half doubting.

"My eldest disciple, Lu Yi, attached an eight-hundred-and-sixty-year Mysterious Cang Armor Carp as his first Soul Ring!"

Yu Xiaogang snorted coldly.

"Fine. Nine pieces of high-quality Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Rubber, each over thirty thousand years in quality. They will be delivered to you within three days. You guarantee that Little San can absorb a thousand-year Soul Ring as his second Soul Ring. If he can't, you know what I'm capable of!"

With that, Tang Hao leaped straight out of Yu Xiaogang's window and vanished into the open space before his house.

"Couldn't you use the door? The dignified Clear Sky Douluo leaving through a window—aren't you afraid people will laugh if word gets out?"

Looking at the window he had just closed and Tang Hao had opened again, Yu Xiaogang snorted and grumbled. Only after closing it did he return to the room.

"This is... the Pope's Edict?"

Looking at the dark silver token on the table, engraved with the patterns of six Martial Souls, Yu Xiaogang's face was full of shock.

"Lu Yi, I refuse to accept this! Let's fight again!"

At dawn, Lu Yi returned to the Seventh Dormitory after cultivating all night at the pond behind the mountain, only to hear Xiao Wu's spoiled, furious shout.

"Wang Shu, teach her a lesson. I'm going to sleep!"

Lu Yi yawned, sidestepped Xiao Wu's attack, gave Wang Shu an order, and headed toward his bed.

"I want to sleep too, Brother Yi!"

Wang Shu shouted back wearily. Only then did he properly look at the girl before him, the same girl Lu Yi had knocked unconscious with one punch yesterday.

"This girl's a one-ring Soul Master. Wang Shu, don't let your guard down and lose to her!"

After reminding him, Lu Yi flopped onto his bed and fell asleep.

"Come on. I'll be your opponent!"

Looking at Lu Yi asleep on the bed, Wang Shu yawned and spoke to Xiao Wu.

"What did you two do last night that you can't let others know about? Why are you both so sleepy?"

Xiao Wu looked at the exhausted Wang Shu with confusion.

"Watch your mouth. What do you mean, something we can't let others know about? Have you never seen cultivation before?"

Wang Shu said angrily.

"Who knows? Lu Yi isn't a good person anyway. Who knows what you two did? Maybe you two guys were playing games together at night!"

Xiao Wu said carelessly.

"Fuck! You dare insult Brother Yi? First Soul Skill: Explosive Flame Slash!"

Wang Shu could no longer stand it. He immediately summoned his Flame Axe, which had begun to mutate, and his first Soul Ring lit up. He opened with a Soul Skill and slashed at Xiao Wu.

"Fell for it! First Soul Skill: Waist Bow!"

Watching Wang Shu charge at her like a reckless brute, a smug smile flashed across Xiao Wu's lips as she used her first Soul Skill to attack him.

"Leap—Explosive Step!"

As Xiao Wu rushed toward him, Soul Power burst from beneath Wang Shu's feet. His entire body shot straight through her attack range, and he spun around and buried his axe in Xiao Wu's body.

Bang!

As an explosion rang out, although Xiao Wu had mobilized all her Soul Power to defend herself, the explosive passive effect attached to Wang Shu's Soul Skill still blasted her unconscious.

"Little San, take her to the infirmary. Don't let her actually die in the Seventh Dormitory!"

Seeing Xiao Wu unconscious on the ground again, Lu Yi spoke to Tang San, who had just gotten up nearby.

"Yes, Senior Brother!"

Tang San answered, then hoisted Xiao Wu onto his back, left the Seventh Dormitory, and ran toward the infirmary.

The morning wind carried a trace of chill as it blew against Tang San, making his whole body shiver.

"Brother Yi, that little girl is too infuriating. I really want to chop her up!"

Inside the Seventh Dormitory, Wang Shu watched Tang San carry Xiao Wu away and could not help complaining to Lu Yi.

"Chopping her up would be going too far. Just beat her a few more times. Once she's learned her lesson, you can get along properly!"

Lu Yi said casually. Then he turned over in bed and continued sleeping.