Little Demoness

Tang Yin opened his eyes, and the silver-gray wolf-head pattern on his forehead flashed once before fading beneath his skin.

He could clearly perceive that power, which shared the same origin as his External Soul Bone, flowing slowly through the center of his brows.

This is an unexpected windfall! Tang Yin's lips curled upward. This External Soul Bone not only significantly boosted his mental power but also granted him a soul skill: Master of Shadows.

Upon activating this soul skill, the user enters a Shadow Stance, becoming invisible for thirty seconds. Simultaneously, all speed increases by thirty percent while in the Shadow Stance. The drawback is that the user cannot launch an attack; the moment an attack is made, the Shadow Stance ends.

No wonder this mutated Shadow Gale Wolf King always had a black shadow appear in advance before every attack.

After understanding the soul bone, Tang Yin felt the effects brought by the thousand-year soul ring he had absorbed, then nodded in satisfaction.

A thousand-year second ring was indeed powerful; it directly increased his soul power by three levels, reaching level twenty-three. In comparison, the soul skill from this ring seemed somewhat underwhelming.

Gale—all speed increases by twenty percent for three minutes.

Although it was a thousand-year soul ring, it had only just crossed the thousand-year threshold. Being able to have this effect was already a blessing from the mutation, and Tang Yin quickly adjusted his mindset.

"Finished?" Tang Hao's voice came from the side, devoid of any discernible emotion.

"Yes." Facing Tang Hao's inquiry, Tang Yin merely nodded, not mentioning the gains from his trip.

Tang Hao looked at him deeply, his gaze so complex that it made Tang Yin's heart sink.

But Tang Hao ultimately didn't say much, only turning around to say: "Since the soul ring is obtained, you and I should go our separate ways. I have some old business to attend to, and as for you—"

Tang Hao paused: "It's up to you whether you want to go to your great-uncle's place or not, but if you have time, go to Heaven Dou City and see your aunt!"

"Aunt?" Tang Yin was slightly stunned, then realized Tang Hao was talking about Tang Yuehua. Come to think of it, he owed his entry into Nuoding Academy to her; if not for that ten thousand Gold Soul Coins from Tang Yuehua, he wouldn't have been able to obtain the Whale Rubber, let alone absorb a thousand-year soul ring.

He asked himself, if not for the confidence the Whale Rubber gave him, he would never have dared to absorb a thousand-year ring for his second soul ring.

"Yes." Tang Yin nodded. It wouldn't hurt to visit Heaven Dou City when he had time. His martial soul wasn't the Clear Sky Hammer, so even if he needed to fight, he didn't need to fear being recognized as someone from the Clear Sky Sect.

"Cultivate well. Only then will you have the qualifications to assist your third sister in the future!"

As the words fell, the figure of this Clear Sky Douluo had already vanished into the depths of the dense forest.

Three days later, the market in Sword City.

"Stop right there!"

The crisp voice of a young girl carried obvious anger.

Tang Yin looked toward the sound and saw a delicate, doll-like little girl, about eight or nine years old, holding her skirt with one hand and pointing at his location with the other.

Tang Yin's eyelids twitched. He subconsciously looked around, only to find that the area within ten meters of him had already cleared out.

"Me?" Tang Yin pointed at himself, feeling somewhat uncertain.

The little girl didn't answer, only glancing at a plain-looking young maid beside her.

"Miss, it's him. According to that mercenary group, the wallet was handed to him by a slovenly man." The maid's eyes nearly spat fire as she looked at Tang Yin.

"I've investigated everything during this time. This kid was the child who entered the city with that man. Since we can't find that man, we'll capture this brat first."

When the young miss first arrived in Sword City, she had ordered the maid to buy some things, but unexpectedly, the money the miss gave her went missing on the way. The maid had been given a hard time by the miss ever since.

"Good, if we can't catch the old thief, catching the little thief is the same." Seeing the maid confirm it, the little girl trotted over on her short legs, grabbed the corner of Tang Yin's clothes, and looked at him with emerald eyes full of the certainty of "I've caught you."

Tang Yin: "Huh?"

However, after a brief moment of confusion, Tang Yin immediately realized what was going on from the maid's words, and his face turned dark.

Tang Hao, you really are something, Tang Hao. You do things without a beginning or an end, and you don't even know how to clean up after yourself. You just walked away and left me to take the fall for you.

Tang Yin's thoughts raced, and he instantly cleared up the cause and effect before looking at the little girl beside him.

The little girl before him was dressed exquisitely and carried herself with a spoiled arrogance; she clearly wasn't an ordinary person, and he didn't want to cause trouble.

"Little sister, you've got the wrong person." Tang Yin tried to pull his clothes away. "I'm just passing by."

"Who are you calling little sister!" The little girl's eyes widened. "Is 'little sister' something you can call me?"

What a spoiled little brat!

Tang Yin narrowed his eyes slightly, mentally labeling the girl before him as a "bratty girl."

A bratty girl deserves a harsh lesson. He hadn't used his Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon in a long time and was a bit rusty; it was the perfect time to use this bratty girl to practice.

"Let me tell you, I am from the Seven—" The little girl was like a proud peacock, seemingly intending to reveal her identity, but her words stopped abruptly halfway through.

"Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon!"

The little girl was stunned upon hearing these four words, and then she felt the world spin. By the time she reacted, she had already been subdued on the ground. This feeling was eerily familiar.

"Ah! Miss Rongrong! You little thief, stop what you're doing and let go of our miss!" The maid was stunned to see her miss subdued in an instant. She pointed at Tang Yin with a trembling finger: "You, our miss is from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"

"Hiss, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?" Tang Yin was instantly dumbfounded. He looked at the little girl he had pinned to the ground with her hands locked behind her back in disbelief, and a sense of foreboding arose.

It couldn't be that coincidental, could it?

"Our miss is Ning Rongrong, the daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Master! Let go of our miss!" Seeing Tang Yin stunned, the maid thought he was frightened by the identity she had revealed, and she wore an expression that said, You're finished.

Sure enough!

Tang Yin's expression was a mix of laughter and tears. Usually, when others broke through, they had high-profile moments of showing off and slapping faces, playing the pig to eat the tiger. He hadn't expected that he would kick a titanium alloy plate the moment he made a move.

"So it is someone from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. My apologies, my apologies, I have long heard of your esteemed reputation!" Now that he knew the little girl's identity, Tang Yin felt a sense of helplessness; he feared this time things were going to be troublesome.

Ning Rongrong was not only the apple of Ning Fengzhi's eye, but even more terrifyingly, both Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo were completely doting toward her. Tang Yin was not foolish enough to believe that Ning Rongrong was accompanied by only a single maidservant at this moment.

Naturally, Ning Rongrong was also aware that there were people protecting her from the shadows, which was why she dared to come and apprehend someone with only one maid in tow.

"Hmph, it's too late for sweet talk now. Since you dared to steal from this young lady, you must be dragged back. If we can't lure out that old thief, then you, as a petty thief, shall atone for his sins!"

As Ning Rongrong spoke, she cast a sidelong glance at Tang Yin, sizing up his appearance. Even though she was currently in a disheveled state, a devilish smile curled at the corners of her lips: "I see that you are a Spirit Master, and you look so handsome; the noble old ladies in the capital love your type the most."

"Miss Ning certainly knows how to joke." Tang Yin's face darkened once more. The Little Demoness truly lived up to her reputation; even at such a young age, the first signs of her black-bellied nature were already beginning to show.

Thinking of this, Tang Yin secretly circulated his spirit power, intending to flee. But just as he released Ning Rongrong and rose to run, a sudden wave of spirit power pressure descended, instantly rendering him unable to move.

"You want to run?" Ning Rongrong stood up and twisted her slightly sore wrists, her eyes narrowing slightly. It was clear she knew the person protecting her from the shadows had made a move.