Dai Huabin is Doomed

After hesitating for a moment, Dai Yuhao spoke, "My Martial Soul is an eye, and my Innate Soul Power is only level one."

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

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

As long as the Martial Soul Dai Yuhao awakened was the White Tiger, she could be considered a woman of Dai Hao, no longer just a maid...

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

"Mother, what is wrong?" Dai Yuhao felt a bitter ache in his heart; he knew his mother must be very disappointed right now.

And the reason for all of this was that his own talent was far too poor.

But talent was something ordained by heaven; there was nothing he could do about it.

"Yuhao, Mother is fine. Mother is already satisfied just being able to see you grow up." Huo Yun'er let out a long sigh; she did not blame her son.

Perhaps it was simply not the fate of their mother and son...

It was just a pity for Yuhao; he likely did not yet know what failing to awaken the White Tiger Martial Soul truly meant...

Huo Yun'er noticed Dai Yuhao's current state and felt a sudden pang of regret in her heart.

Although Yuhao was young, he was very intelligent; it was impossible for him not to know what his talent signified.

What must his mood have been when he awakened his Martial Soul? It could not have been any better than her own current state.

The reason Yuhao had returned so late must have been because he did not know how to explain it to her and had gone off somewhere alone to grieve.

Yet here she was, tearing open her son's wounds all over again...

"Yuhao, haven't you always wanted to learn how to grill fish? Since you brought back so many today, how about Mother teaches you?"

Hearing his mother's apologetic tone, Dai Yuhao's mood instantly brightened. "Okay, Mother, teach me how to grill fish..."

His mother's cooking was delicious, and he had often pestered her to teach him, but she had never agreed.

Huo Yun'er looked at Dai Yuhao, her heart aching with sorrow. The reason she had not taught Dai Yuhao before was actually quite simple.

At the time, she had believed that once her son awakened his Martial Soul, he would never again have to deal with such greasy, fishy chores.

Early the next morning.

Inside a very luxurious room, the soundly sleeping Dai Huabin was lost in a daydream.

In the dream.

During his Martial Soul awakening, Dai Huabin awakened the top-tier Martial Soul, the Evil Eye White Tiger, with Innate Full Soul Power, shocking everyone present.

He possessed a teacher at the Title Douluo level and endless resources.

He had joined the holy land of Spirit Masters—Shrek Academy—at an early age.

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

Eventually, he became one of the new generation of Shrek Seven Devils.

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

His old mentor even personally hunted a hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring for him.

Following that, he used his overwhelming strength to reclaim the throne that belonged to the Dai family!

Later, when the ancestor, the God of War, saw such an outstanding descendant, he hurriedly instructed him on how to become a god...

In the end, he ascended to the God Realm, surrounded by beauties...

Many years passed...

Several goddesses became pregnant one after another.

But the children they gave birth to were more bizarre than the last...

One was born with thick eyebrows and large eyes, a buzz cut, and stubble, muttering, "Good disciple, I have arrived in the God Realm!"

Another was a carbon copy of Dai Yueheng, also saying in a childish voice, "Little brother, your big brother has also ascended to the God Realm!"

The last one was much more normal, only born with a pair of Spirit Eyes that were different from ordinary people, but that gaze was chillingly cold.

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

Dai Huabin looked at his three children, breaking into a cold sweat from the shock, and the dream shattered instantly.

"Hoo..."

Startled awake, Dai Huabin wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a sigh of relief. "Thank goodness it was just a dream!"

Suddenly, a resonant, full-bodied voice rang out:

"A dream? Huabin, you have disappointed your teacher greatly. What time is it, and you still have the heart to dream?"

"Who! Who is there?" Dai Huabin was startled by the sudden voice.

"No need to look, I am under your bed." Yu Xiaogang crawled out from under the bed in a bizarre posture.

Dai Huabin exclaimed in shock, "Teacher, why are you in my room?"

Yu Xiaogang stood up and brushed the dust off his clothes, saying, "Your master has been watching you every single moment. You are truly my beloved disciple!"

Dai Huabin felt a wave of awkwardness wash over him upon hearing these nauseating words.

He was accustomed to sleeping naked, and beneath the quilt, his body was completely bare, not even wearing a pair of briefs...

"Teacher, could you please step out first?"

Yu Xiaogang furrowed his brows, "Huabin, what are you afraid of?"

"A man should carry himself like a man. Do you think your master would mock you?"

The main reason Yu Xiaogang had snuck into Dai Huabin's room was to gauge the latter's character as early as possible.

Otherwise, he feared he might raise another rebellious disciple like that beast Tang San.

He wouldn't even take his own teacher to the God Realm!

He had watched San Pao die with cold, indifferent eyes!

Dai Huabin had no choice but to bite the bullet and step out of bed, letting his morning bird fly free.

This sight left Yu Xiaogang completely dumbfounded.

If his own parts were a small acorn.

Then Dai Huabin's were like a thick, massive elephant trunk.

How could this be!

Is this really a size a six-year-old human could possess? Could this be the reason Dai Mubai was able to go seven times a night!

It really all comes down to good family genes!

The word jealousy began to spread wildly within Yu Xiaogang's heart.

Hmph, just wait and see how this Master disciplines you later...

Before long, Dai Huabin finally finished dressing and asked cautiously, "Teacher, the martial soul awakening is at noon; shall we go have breakfast now?"

Go have breakfast?

A disciple starting to tell his master what to do—what kind of behavior is this?

Yu Xiaogang's gaze gradually turned dangerous as he began to size up the youth before him.

Dai Huabin was dressed in fine robes, his skin fair and tender; one look told him he was a young master who hadn't even engaged in the most basic physical training.

The most urgent matter now shouldn't be eating, but physical training!!!

According to the theories he had researched in depth, Universal Running was the best way to train the body.

Running could not only increase soul power but also make the physique more robust.

If one ran often, they could even absorb soul rings beyond their level; his first disciple Tang San's black fourth soul ring was proof of all this.

"No! Huabin! What you need right now is to run and hone your body! Not waste the time you could be running on eating!"

"Because you are about to awaken your martial soul, and training your body can increase your Innate Soul Power."

Training the body could increase Innate Soul Power! This was the first time Dai Huabin had ever heard such a theory.

His voice carried a hint of disbelief: "Teacher, it should be too late for me to train my body now, right?"

Yu Xiaogang became agitated instantly, roaring, "How could it possibly be too late! Are you questioning your master's theories!"

"The high cultivation level I possess today wasn't just picked up off the ground! It was earned step by step through my own efforts!"

Back in the day, in order to complete the Ninth Trial of the Fart God, he had endured untold hardships in the bathhouse, picking up countless bars of soap and encountering all sorts of people.

Even when he had been reduced to a puff, for the sake of becoming a god, Yu Xiaogang had endured it all.