Bad Luck Domain

Fifteen days, a full fifteen days.

Tang San went out onto the streets every day to search for targets that suited his needs.

It reached the point where the residents, unable to bear the harassment any longer, actually joined forces to file a complaint at the Nuoding City Spirit Hall Branch.

However, most of Tang San's actions were merely of a mischievous nature.

After Branch Master Matthew sternly warned Tang San when he came to collect his monthly subsidy, the matter was left at that.

Knowing that he had attracted the attention of the Spirit Hall Branch, Tang San chose to head to more remote districts when completing his tasks.

His crime scenes were extremely scattered.

After secretly transporting the stone mill from Widow Li's house in the south of the city to a banyan forest several kilometers away, it was declared that she would not be able to sell tofu today.

At the same time, the 100-person quota required for the tenth assessment was fully completed.

Inside Notting Academy, Lu Xian sensed the rewards issued by the system and instantly perked up.

It seems Little San is doing a great job completing the assessments. Let me see the harvest!

Rubbing his palms together, Lu Xian immediately inspected the system rewards.

[Wish Level E, executor completion rate 100%;]
[Reward: 320 days of cultivation, 80 years of Soul Ring age.]
[Reward: Bad Luck Domain (reversible);]
[Note: The domain can affect the user themselves;]

"Hiss, there's actually a domain as a reward?"

"Forget it, I'll study it later. Let's pay Tang San his wages first!"

"Jinx Tenth Assessment, 'The Comfort of Lying Flat' completed."

"Reward: 80 days of cultivation, 20 years of Soul Ring age, 10% increase in Jinx affinity, Bad Luck Domain activated."

The extremely generous rewards made Tang San instantly exhilarated.

Especially the Jinx affinity and the Bad Luck Domain, both of which were rewards appearing for the first time.

Although he didn't quite understand the use of these rewards for the time being, they seemed formidable.

One had to know that Yu Xiaogang had once mentioned in a private lesson that domains were generally abilities that only the elite among Title Douluo or Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts could awaken.

Yet, relying on the inheritance of the Jinx, he had actually activated a domain ability while still at the Soul Master stage.

After receiving the rewards, Tang San tried to expand the Bad Luck Domain.

Watching the gray halo beneath his feet slowly spread to two meters away, Tang San had a rough guess in his heart.

"Can the Bad Luck Domain only affect enemies within two meters? The range is still a bit small."

"But it doesn't matter. This is only the tenth assessment. As long as I continue to complete the assessments or as my own strength increases, the range of the domain will definitely increase."

Having completed the baseline assessment, Tang San retracted his domain and walked toward Notting Academy with joyful steps.

Because he was still thinking about the function of the domain, Tang San did not pay much attention to his feet.

Just as he took another step, his peripheral vision caught a rusty nail on the wooden board where he was about to land.

Tang San didn't think too much, directly lengthening his stride to step over the board and land on the ground.

However, the sensation under his foot made Tang San's expression change slightly.

"Whose dog is pooping everywhere?"

With the soul power received from this reward, Lu Xian's cultivation directly crossed the level 19 threshold and reached level 20.

This meant that as long as he bound one more object, he would become a Soul Grand Master.

His first Soul Ring had also transformed into a century-old Soul Ring under the reception of the rewards.

"Looking at it this way, I can be considered half a genius, right?"

A twelve-year-old Soul Grand Master—although there was still a gap compared to top-tier talent monsters, he had Tang San, this chosen laborer!

Moreover, soon, the little rabbit would also become his laborer; Lu Xian's cultivation would only soar faster.

While walking toward the dormitory, Lu Xian released his Martial Soul.

That circle of silver light.

"Next, what should I choose?"

Just as Lu Xian was pondering, a sound like a churning sea suddenly came from the corner ahead.

Immediately following it was a foul stench that rushed toward his face.

Lu Xian immediately frowned and pinched his nose.

"Who the hell pooped their pants?"

Retracting his martial soul, he quickened his pace, only to find a middle-aged man clutching his lower abdomen with a twisted expression as he turned the corner.

His legs were tangled together, and his face was contorted in extreme pain.

"Huh, isn't this the Grandmaster?"

"What a stroke of bad luck."

After confirming who had released the biochemical gas, Lu Xian had no intention of lingering in this foul-smelling place and hurried away from the office building.

On the way back to the dormitory, Lu Xian couldn't help but think:

This guy must have fed Luo Sanpao radishes again, and the fart was unconsciously transferred to himself through his martial soul.

A guy who hasn't even figured out his own martial soul dares to call himself a Grandmaster; he really is shameless enough.

Feeding radishes to a Golden Sacred Dragon to induce farts—there's truly no one else like him.

Thinking of radishes, Lu Xian's eyes suddenly lit up.

If he wanted the little rabbit to become his second chosen laborer, wouldn't a carrot be the best choice for a second soul skill?

He didn't believe Xiao Wu wouldn't be interested in carrots.

Action is better than thought; with that in mind, Lu Xian quickly left Notting Academy and ran to the vegetable market to buy some carrots.

He then arrived at a secluded back garden.

"Hehehe, come into the bowl, little rabbit!"

Taking out a carrot, Lu Xian immediately released his martial soul.

But before he could control the ball of light to approach the carrot, the extra white soul ring on his martial soul left him frozen in place.

When the hell did I attach a second soul ring to my martial soul?

Yellow, white—this was Lu Xian's current soul ring configuration.

In a fit of rage, he directly lit up his second soul ring, wanting to see what exactly had occupied his second soul skill slot.

When the silver ball of light turned purple-green, Lu Xian's expression changed instantly.

The stench it emitted reminded him every second that this was the toxic gas created by that guy Yu Xiaogang.

"Yu... Xiao... Gang!"

A perfectly good soul skill slot had been wasted by that trash, and Lu Xian was so angry he nearly had a stroke.

After a long while, he finally accepted the fact that his second soul ring had turned into a fart.

"You just wait. I didn't provoke you, yet you've latched onto me."

Making the best of a bad situation, since his second soul skill had already become this, he decided to choose Yu Xiaogang as his second destined laborer.

"Hmph, when the time comes, Master Yu, don't blame me for assigning tasks without any moral bottom line."

Lu Xian returned to the dormitory, fuming, and began to brew ideas on how to continue whipping this master-disciple pair into shape.

On the other side, Tang San, who had stepped in dog feces no less than five times along the way, returned to Notting Academy with a gloomy expression.

He was certain that his misfortune had everything to do with the Bad Luck Domain.

By the end, he had been extremely careful, but the feces still appeared precisely under his feet, impossible to guard against.

To verify his hypothesis, while sleeping at night, Tang San slowly expanded the Bad Luck Domain to envelop Xiao Wu, who was fast asleep.

Dozens of seconds passed, but nothing strange happened.

Just as Tang San thought he had guessed wrong, the sleeping little rabbit turned over unconsciously.

This turn was fine, but it happened to take her beyond the edge of the bed.

Xiao Wu performed a face-plant for Tang San on the spot.

"Ouch!"

Rubbing her nose as she stood up, the little rabbit muttered:

"What the hell, how can I fall off the bed just by sleeping?"