Yu Xiaogang: I Took the Wrong Disciple!

"Innate Soul Power, level nine and a half!"

Gazing at the dazzling crystal ball, the person who had awakened Dai Huabin's Martial Soul exclaimed in amazement.

"My son Huabin has the potential to become a Titled Douluo!"

The Duchess covered her mouth, and the tension that had been wound tight inside her finally eased. Apart from Yu Xiaogang, she was the one there who cared most about Dai Huabin.

"Huabin, your talent is decent." Looking at the Duchess's beaming face, Yu Xiaogang felt a little disdainful.

A Child of Destiny with only the potential to become a Titled Douluo? What an ignorant woman.

Gazing at the Evil Eye White Tiger phantom behind him, Dai Huabin's eyes showed a hint of curiosity.

He waved his right hand, and the right claw of the Martial Soul behind him moved along with it.

Yu Xiaogang could not bear to watch any longer. He coughed and said, "Huabin, now that you've finished awakening your Martial Soul, go eat something. You still have training this afternoon."

There was another reason he had not let Dai Huabin eat breakfast earlier: a test of obedience.

Although Dai Huabin had not finished the run, his performance had still passed the test.

At Yu Xiaogang's words, Dai Huabin's excited expression instantly fell. He looked very unwilling.

I have to run another ten laps? Can my puny body even take it?

Seeing this, the Duchess immediately bristled. "Huabin, who are you making that face at?"

"His Excellency is doing this for your own good. Do you still want to surpass your big brother?"

Yu Xiaogang had been a little displeased after getting "slapped in the face" again and again, but when he heard the Duchess's words, inspiration suddenly struck.

He sighed, his tone tinged with a little detachment, a little disappointment, and a little tolerance... "Forget it. Since you've only just awakened your Martial Soul, I'll let you rest today. Training will officially begin tomorrow."

"Really, Teacher?" Dai Huabin was stunned. He had not expected the teacher who had been so sharp-tongued that morning to become so understanding.

"Once I give my word, even four horses cannot drag it back."

Yu Xiaogang turned around, then continued, "Go on out first. Your mother and I have important matters to discuss."

Though Dai Huabin was a little curious, he did not ask any questions and simply went outside.

The person who had awakened his Martial Soul was stunned, waves of shock surging through his heart.

He did not dare ask anything, of course. He tactfully left, closing the door behind him on his way out...

Once everyone uninvolved had left, Yu Xiaogang put on a mysterious air. "If my guess is right, you're from the Nether Zhu Family, aren't you?"

The Duchess was a little confused. "Your Excellency is right. I suppose you could say I'm from the Zhu Family..."

Yu Xiaogang nodded. "Good. Does the Zhu Family have any girls around Huabin's age?"

The Duchess immediately understood what Yu Xiaogang meant. His Excellency wanted to find Huabin a partner!

Since ancient times, the Dai Family and the Zhu Family had been inseparable because their Martial Souls were highly compatible, giving them a very high chance of producing a Martial Soul Fusion Skill...

"Your Excellency, I haven't returned to my family in a long time, so I'm not sure about that. But I imagine there must be a few..."

The Duchess was telling the truth. Ever since she married Dai Hao, she had barely returned to her maiden home.

"That's good... Madam, go back to the Zhu Family at once and bring Huabin the girl with the highest talent..."

Finding his beloved disciple a wife was the solution Yu Xiaogang had come up with.

Ten thousand years ago, he had heard his eldest disciple Tang San say that Dai Mubai had been just as carefree and irresponsible, always running away when trouble came.

It was only after Zhu Zhuqing came to Shrek Academy that he changed his ways and started showing some responsibility as a man.

Yu Xiaogang felt his grand plan was absolutely flawless.

The corners of his mouth lifted as he pictured Dai Huabin changing his ways, growing steady and responsible, with a girl from the Zhu Family at his side...

Most importantly, he had to remember his teacher's kindness. He must not turn out like a certain God King and forget where he came from the moment he became a god.

Dai Huabin was in a foul mood. Just moments ago, his own mother had scolded him.

Ever since he was little, he had been the apple of the White Tiger Duke Mansion's eye. Apart from that damned mongrel Dai Yueheng, no one had ever dared scold him.

The more Dai Huabin thought about it, the angrier he got. He had even lost his appetite.

His steps gradually quickened. He passed through a corridor, rounded a garden, and before he knew it, had arrived outside a shabby woodshed.

He knew exactly where he was: the home of a servant and her son, people in the mansion whom he often bullied.

"How unlucky! How did I end up here?"

Just as Dai Huabin turned to leave, a small, thin figure emerged from the woodshed...

It was Dai Yuhao. With Huo Yun'er teaching him everything she knew and a whole night of practice, he had more or less mastered the art of grilling fish.

Dai Yuhao walked out holding an exceptionally crispy Green Fish on a stick, murmuring, "It's noon. I have to take lunch to Mom."

Thinking only of his mother, he failed to notice the boy with golden hair parted down the middle in front of him and walked right into him.

"Who's walking around without looking where he's going? How dare you bump into me!" The collision nearly knocked Dai Huabin to the ground.

He turned to take a closer look and could hardly believe it was the son of the servant he despised most!

At the sight of him, Dai Huabin's anger flared. He grabbed Dai Yuhao by the collar and cursed, "You little mongrel! How dare you bump into me!"

With a sharp smack, Dai Yuhao fell to the ground, and the grilled fish in his hand landed in the mud. A vivid red handprint stood out on his cheek.

Other than not using Soul Power, Dai Huabin had put nearly all his strength into that slap.

Enduring the burning pain on his face, Dai Yuhao kept his eyes fixed on the grilled fish.

It was the best one he had made, crispy on the outside and tender inside. He had not even wanted to eat it himself; he had saved it especially for his mother...

But now Dai Huabin had ruined it!

At the thought, Dai Yuhao clenched his fists. His Martial Soul activated on its own, and he glared at Dai Huabin.

"You little mongrel, you dare glare at me?" Dai Huabin slapped him again.

Just then, a voice rang out:

"Huabin, that's enough!"

Yu Xiaogang appeared in front of Dai Huabin and firmly stopped the blow.

"Teacher, you..." Dai Huabin's voice was full of disbelief.

Yu Xiaogang had been watching from the shadows. He had not planned to step in; after all, the boy was just a servant. What did it matter to him if he got beaten?

But just now, he seemed to have noticed something out of the ordinary...

The boy who had been hit seemed to have an eye-type Martial Soul...

But had Dai Hao not said there were no boys with this Martial Soul in the White Tiger Duke Mansion?

Then how could this be explained?!

Yu Xiaogang's imagination was already running wild. A bold idea formed in his mind.

Could it be... could it be that he had taken on the wrong disciple?!

"Your Martial Soul is your eyes?" Yu Xiaogang asked, apparently not recognizing the boy he had sent flying earlier and simply questioning him on the spot.

Dai Yuhao recognized Yu Xiaogang, though. He instinctively dragged himself backward.

He hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he nodded.

"What! It really is you!" Yu Xiaogang had now confirmed that he had really taken on the wrong disciple.

But Dai Huabin was already his disciple. He could not very well take back his words and kick him out of the sect!

If so, then he could only...

"Looks like I'll have to be stubborn one more time."

(ps: I was wrong, don't put it on hold. I'll pick up the pace right away)