Dai Huabin is Doomed

After hesitating for a moment, Dai Yuhao said, "My Martial Soul is my eyes. My Innate Soul Power is only level one."

"Level one... and not a White Tiger..." Huo Yun'er's trembling voice escaped her lips, and she nearly collapsed to the floor.

What Huo Yun'er cared about had never been Innate Soul Power, but the Martial Soul.

As long as Dai Yuhao had awakened a White Tiger Martial Soul, she could count as Dai Hao's woman, rather than merely his servant...

And Yuhao could truly become a member of the White Tiger Duke Mansion...

"Mom, what's wrong?" Dai Yuhao felt awful. He knew his mother must be very disappointed.

And the reason for all this was that his talent was simply too poor.

But talent was decided by fate, and there was nothing he could do about it.

"Yuhao, Mom's fine. Just seeing you grow up is enough to make me happy." Huo Yun'er let out a long sigh. She didn't blame her son.

Perhaps mother and son simply weren't fated to have that life...

It was just a pity for Yuhao. He probably still didn't know what it meant not to awaken a White Tiger Martial Soul...

Huo Yun'er also noticed Yuhao's state, and regret surged through her heart.

Though Yuhao was young, he was very clever. There was no way he didn't know what his talent meant.

What had he felt when he awakened his Martial Soul? It probably hadn't been any better than how she felt now.

The reason Yuhao had come home so late was likely that he didn't know how to explain it to her, so he'd gone somewhere alone to grieve.

And now she had gone and reopened her son's wound...

"Yuhao, haven't you always wanted to learn how to roast fish? You brought back so many today. How about I teach you?"

Hearing the guilt in his mother's voice, Dai Yuhao's spirits brightened at once. "Okay. Teach me how to roast fish, Mom..."

His mother's cooking was delicious. He used to pester her all the time to teach him, but she had never agreed.

Looking at Dai Yuhao, Huo Yun'er felt a pang of sorrow. The reason she hadn't taught him before was simple.

She had thought that once her son awakened his Martial Soul, he would never have to deal with the fishy smells and greasy mess again.

Early the next morning.

In a lavish room, Dai Huabin was fast asleep, dreaming of grandeur.

In his dream.

When Dai Huabin awakened his Martial Soul, he revealed the supreme Evil Eye White Tiger and Innate Full Soul Power, stunning everyone present.

He also had a Titled Douluo as his teacher and an endless supply of resources.

He joined the sacred land of Soul Masters, Shrek Academy, at a young age.

Under the guidance of his venerable mentor, Yu Xiaogang, he defeated his eldest brother, Dai Yueheng, with ease.

In the end, he became the newest member of the Shrek Seven Devils.

At the age of twenty-five, he broke through to become a Titled Douluo.

His venerable mentor even personally hunted a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring for him.

Then, with his overwhelming strength, he reclaimed the throne that belonged to the Dai Family!

Later, the God of War, his ancestor, saw what an outstanding descendant he was and hurried to teach him how to become a god...

At last, he ascended to the Divine Realm, surrounded by beauties...

Many years passed...

Several goddesses became pregnant.

But the children they gave birth to were stranger than the last...

One was born with thick eyebrows and bright eyes, a crew cut, and stubble, and kept muttering, "Good disciple, I'm coming to the Divine Realm!"

Another looked exactly like Dai Yueheng and spoke in a childish voice: "Little brother, I, your eldest brother, have made it to the Divine Realm too!"

The last one seemed much more normal. He was simply born with a pair of Spirit Eyes unlike anyone else's, though his gaze was frighteningly cold.

Suddenly, the child with Spirit Eyes said something shocking: "Dai Huabin, you have earned your death!"

Dai Huabin stared at his three children, breaking into a cold sweat as his dream shattered.

"Whew..."

Startled awake, Dai Huabin wiped the sweat from his forehead and sighed in relief. "Thank goodness it was only a dream!"

Suddenly, a booming voice rang out:

"A dream? Huabin, you've disappointed me so much. At a time like this, you still have the nerve to dream?"

"Who's there? Who's over there?" Dai Huabin jumped at the sudden voice.

"Stop looking. I'm under your bed." Yu Xiaogang crawled out from beneath the bed in a bizarre pose.

Dai Huabin exclaimed, "Teacher, what are you doing in my room?"

Yu Xiaogang stood and brushed the dust from his clothes. "Your teacher is watching over you every moment of every day. You're my beloved disciple, after all!"

Hearing those nauseating words, Dai Huabin couldn't help feeling awkward.

He was used to sleeping naked, and he wasn't wearing anything beneath the covers...

"Teacher, could you step outside first?"

Yu Xiaogang frowned. "Huabin, what are you afraid of?"

"A man should act like a man. Do you think your teacher would mock you?"

Yu Xiaogang had snuck into Dai Huabin's room mainly because he wanted to figure out the boy's personality as early as possible.

Otherwise, he feared he'd end up teaching another wretch of a disciple like Tang San.

One who wouldn't even take his teacher to the Divine Realm!

And who had watched Sanpao die without lifting a finger!

Dai Huabin had no choice. He gritted his teeth, got out of bed, and hurriedly got dressed.

Yu Xiaogang was left staring, utterly stunned.

If his own... was like a little acorn,

Dai Huabin's was like a thick, enormous trunk.

How was that possible!

Could a six-year-old human really be that... well-endowed? Was that how Dai Mubai had managed to be a one-night, seven-times kind of man?

It was all thanks to good family genes!

Jealousy began to spread wildly through Yu Xiaogang's heart.

Hmph. Just wait and see how this Grandmaster trains you...

Before long, Dai Huabin had finished dressing. He asked cautiously, "Teacher, my Martial Soul Awakening is at noon. Why don't we go have breakfast first?"

Go have breakfast?

A disciple was already telling his master what to do. What kind of nonsense was that?

Yu Xiaogang's eyes grew dangerous as he sized up the boy before him.

Dai Huabin wore fine brocade robes, and his skin was smooth and pale. He looked every bit the young master, and it was clear he hadn't even done the most basic physical training.

The most urgent thing now wasn't eating. It was training!!!

According to his extensive research, Universal Running was the best way to train the body.

Running not only improved Soul Power, but also made the body stronger.

If you ran often enough, you could even absorb Soul Rings beyond your level. His eldest disciple Tang San's black fourth Soul Ring was proof of that.

"No! Huabin! What you need now is to run and temper your body! You can't waste that time eating!"

"Your Martial Soul Awakening is coming up soon. Physical training can increase your Innate Soul Power."

It was the first time Dai Huabin had heard the theory that physical training could raise Innate Soul Power.

His voice betrayed his doubt. "Teacher, isn't it too late for me to start training now?"

Yu Xiaogang instantly grew agitated and shouted, "How could it be too late! Are you questioning your teacher's theory?"

"My high level of cultivation didn't fall into my lap! I earned it, step by step!"

Back when he was trying to complete the Ninth Trial of the Fart God, he had endured countless hardships in the bathhouse, picking up more bars of soap than he could count and encountering all kinds of people.

Even after he'd turned into a puff pastry, Yu Xiaogang had endured it all for the sake of becoming a god.