Yu Xiaogang: I Chose the Wrong Disciple!

"Innate Soul Power, nine and a half!"

Looking at the exceptionally dazzling crystal ball, the person who had awakened the Martial Soul for Dai Huabin exclaimed in awe.

"My son Huabin has the potential of a Titled Douluo!"

The Duchess covered her mouth, the tight strings of her heart finally relaxing. If one were to ask who in the room cared most about Dai Huabin besides Yu Xiaogang, it was certainly her.

"Huabin, your talent is quite decent." Yu Xiaogang looked at the Duchess's beaming face, feeling a touch of disdain in his heart.

The Son of Destiny only has the potential of a Titled Douluo? What an ignorant woman.

Watching the phantom of the Evil Eye White Tiger behind him, a look of novelty appeared in Dai Huabin's eyes.

He waved his right hand, and the right claw of the Martial Soul behind him moved in sync.

Yu Xiaogang couldn't bear to watch any longer. He coughed once and said, "Huabin, since your awakening is complete, go eat. You still have training this afternoon."

There was actually another reason he hadn't let Dai Huabin eat breakfast earlier—a test of obedience.

Although Dai Huabin hadn't finished the run, his performance had still passed this test.

Upon hearing this, the excitement that had been on Dai Huabin's face instantly sank, and he looked extremely reluctant.

Ten more laps? With my small frame, can I even hold up?

Seeing this, the Duchess was immediately displeased. "Huabin, who are you pulling that face for?"

"His Excellency is doing this for your own good. Don't you want to surpass your older brother?"

Yu Xiaogang, who had been "slapped in the face" earlier, was initially unhappy, but upon hearing the Duchess's words, a plan suddenly came to mind.

He sighed, his tone carrying one part indifference, two parts disappointment, and three parts tolerance as he said:

"Forget it. Considering you have just awakened your Martial Soul, I will let you rest well today. Training will officially begin tomorrow."

"Really? Teacher!" Dai Huabin was stunned. He hadn't expected the teacher who had been so sharp and mean in the morning to suddenly become so reasonable.

"A teacher's word is final."

Yu Xiaogang turned around and continued, "You go out first. I have important matters to discuss with your mother."

Although Dai Huabin was curious, he didn't ask further and simply walked out.

The person who had performed the awakening saw this, and a stormy sea surged in his heart.

He naturally didn't dare to ask questions, only tactfully retreating and closing the door behind him on his way out...

Once the irrelevant people had left, Yu Xiaogang feigned profoundness and said, "If this Master is not mistaken, you must be from the Zhu family of the Nether, correct?"

The Duchess was a bit confused, but replied, "Your Excellency is correct. This humble woman can indeed be considered a member of the Zhu family..."

Yu Xiaogang nodded. "It is good that you are a Zhu. Does your Zhu family currently have any young women of an age similar to Huabin?"

The Duchess instantly understood Yu Xiaogang's meaning. His Excellency wanted to find a life partner for Huabin!

Since ancient times, the Dai family and the Zhu family had been inseparable, all because the compatibility between their Martial Souls was extremely high, with a great probability of producing a Martial Soul Fusion Skill...

"Replying to Your Excellency, I have not returned to the family for a long time, so I am not very clear on this matter, but there should be a few..."

The Duchess was not lying; ever since she married Dai Hao, she had hardly returned to her maiden home.

"Having them is enough... Madam, return to the Zhu family immediately. Select the one with the highest talent and bring her to Huabin..."

Finding a wife for his beloved disciple was the solution Yu Xiaogang had devised.

Ten thousand years ago, he had heard his eldest disciple, Tang San, say that Dai Mobai had been just as reckless and prone to escapism when faced with trouble.

It was only after Zhu Zhuqing arrived at Shrek Academy that he changed his temperament and gained a sense of masculine responsibility.

Yu Xiaogang felt that his grand plan was absolutely flawless.

The corners of his mouth curled up; he seemed to already see Dai Huabin changing his temperament under the companionship of a Zhu family woman, becoming steady and responsible...

Most importantly, he must remember the kindness of his teacher, and not be like a certain God King who forgot his roots the moment he became a god.

Dai Huabin was very annoyed right now because, just a moment ago, he had been scolded by his mother.

Since he was a child, he had been the precious treasure of the White Tiger Duke Mansion. Aside from that damned bastard Dai Yueheng, no one had ever scolded him.

The more Dai Huabin thought about it, the angrier he became, to the point where he lost his appetite for food.

His pace gradually quickened. He passed through the corridors, circled the garden, and unconsciously arrived at the entrance of a dilapidated woodshed.

He naturally knew where this was; it was the home of a nameless servant and her son, someone who often bore the brunt of his bullying.

"How unlucky! Why did I come here?"

Just as Dai Huabin turned around, preparing to leave, a small, thin figure walked out from the woodshed...

This person was none other than Dai Yuhao. After Huo Yun'er had taught him everything she knew, combined with a night of practice, he had managed to master the skill of grilling fish.

Dai Yuhao was holding a Green Fish that had been grilled until it was extremely crispy as he stepped out the door, muttering to himself, "It's noon; I have to deliver lunch to Mother."

With his mind set on his mother, he didn't notice the golden-haired youth with the center-parted hair in front of him and bumped straight into him.

"Who doesn't have eyes while walking? How dare you bump into this young master!" Staggered by the collision, Dai Huabin nearly fell to the ground.

He turned his head to look, only to realize it was the son of a servant he despised the most!

Seeing this, Dai Huabin's temper flared instantly. He grabbed Dai Yuhao by the collar and cursed, "You little bastard! How dare you bump into this young master!"

Slap! Dai Yuhao collapsed to the ground, the grilled fish in his hand falling into the mud. A striking, bright red palm print remained on his cheek.

Dai Huabin had used almost all his strength for that slap, save for his soul power.

Enduring the burning pain on his face, Dai Yuhao's gaze remained fixed on the grilled fish.

It was the best one he had ever grilled—crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. He hadn't even been able to bring himself to eat it; he had saved it specifically for his mother...

But now, it had been ruined by Dai Huabin!

At this thought, Dai Yuhao clenched his fists, his Martial Soul activating involuntarily as he glared fiercely at Dai Huabin.

"You little bastard, you dare glare at me?" Dai Huabin swung another slap toward him.

Just then, a voice rang out:

"Huabin, that's enough!"

Yu Xiaogang appeared in front of Dai Huabin, steadily blocking the strike.

"Teacher, you..." Dai Huabin's voice was filled with disbelief.

Yu Xiaogang had been observing from the shadows. He hadn't intended to intervene; after all, it was just a servant—what did it matter to him if he got beaten?

But just a moment ago, he seemed to have discovered something extraordinary...

The Martial Soul of the person being beaten appeared to be an eye...

Yet, didn't Dai Hao say there were no youths in the White Tiger Duke Mansion who possessed that Martial Soul?

Then how was this to be explained!

Yu Xiaogang's mind began to race, and a bold thought took root in his heart.

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

"Your Martial Soul is an eye?" Yu Xiaogang didn't seem to recognize the boy as the same one he had sent flying earlier; he simply asked to himself.

Dai Yuhao recognized Yu Xiaogang and instinctively began to drag his body backward.

However, after a moment of hesitation, he ultimately nodded.

"What! It really is you!" Yu Xiaogang was now certain: he had truly, damnably taken the wrong apprentice.

But Dai Huabin was already his disciple; he couldn't just go back on his word and expel him from the sect, could he!

Since that was the case, there was only one thing to do...

"It seems I must be persistent once more."