Tang Hao Arrives

After all, not everyone has Grandmaster to provide private tutoring.

Huo Yuhao and Xiao Wu exchanged a smile and revealed their spirit rings. The appearance of one white and one yellow ring left the entire dormitory in stunned silence.

To think that three first-year students had all become Spirit Masters—how could they not be shocked? One must know that many sixth-year students still didn't have their own spirit rings.

Tang San was also somewhat startled, but he quickly recovered and scratched his head.

"I thought I was in the lead." His tone was a bit awkward.

Upon second thought, his own spirit ring was a four-hundred-year spirit ring, a limit-breaking one personally selected by Grandmaster. Comparing it to Huo Yuhao's ten-year spirit ring, a sense of superiority welled up in his heart.

Just as Grandmaster had said, with his guidance, the gap between them would only continue to widen.

To celebrate, the group dragged Huo Yuhao back to the riverside from last time, where he once again showcased his exquisite grilled fish skills.

After eating, Huo Yuhao handed Tang San the gift he had prepared for him.

It was a Level 2 Milk Bottle. When he first heard the name, Tang San's expression was one of bewilderment. What kind of decent person would name an item like that?

Once he understood its function, Tang San gasped in amazement. Thanks to Grandmaster's teachings, he understood how useful this item was. Looking at the object in his hand that could change the landscape for Spirit Masters, Tang San felt moved.

"Thank you, Yuhao. This is very useful to me."

Tang San expressed his sincere gratitude. He couldn't refuse this gift; although Blue Silver Grass didn't consume much spirit power, his hidden weapons and Tang Sect techniques certainly did! Otherwise, there wouldn't be a cultivation method like Mysterious Heaven Skill.

"By the way, now that you've become Spirit Masters, you can head to Martial Soul Hall for certification. From now on, you can collect one Gold Soul Coin every month."

Tang San, who had returned earlier than the two, had already completed his certification. Seeing that both of them had obtained their spirit rings, he offered a reminder.

Upon hearing "Martial Soul Hall," Xiao Wu's mood turned resistant. "I don't want money from Martial Soul Hall!"

Tang San was taken aback. "Why?"

Turning down free money? He scratched his head and looked at Huo Yuhao, his eyes filled with confusion.

"..."

Why are you looking at me? Even if I knew, I couldn't say, Huo Yuhao complained inwardly, but he still smoothed things over.

"If you don't want to collect it, then don't. It's not a big deal. I'll just go register by myself tomorrow."

As he spoke, Huo Yuhao patted the top of Xiao Wu's head, and before long, her mood was soothed.

Tang San nodded and didn't pay it any more mind.

When the group returned to the dormitory amidst their playful banter, they were severely reprimanded by the dormitory inspector waiting at the door.

"Do you still remember that you are students! Look at how late it is!"

The teacher's face was fierce; heaven knows how worried he was when he checked the dorm and found it completely empty.

"Teacher, we were wrong..." Wang Sheng bit the bullet and stepped forward.

"All of you, write me a reflection! I'll collect them tomorrow night. Now, all of you, go to sleep!"

After saying this, the teacher huffed and walked away.

Huo Yuhao smiled slightly. He might be a bit fierce, but he was truly a good teacher who cared about his students.

After this commotion, the excitement in everyone's hearts cooled down, and they simply washed up and went to bed.

Xiao Wu, however, was not very well-behaved. As soon as she lay on the bed, she turned over and hugged Huo Yuhao like an octopus.

Huo Yuhao had no choice but to pretend to be asleep, though his stiff body and slightly trembling eyelids betrayed him.

"Hee hee, goodnight."

Xiao Wu naturally knew Huo Yuhao was faking sleep. After whispering this, she drifted off into dreamland.

In the middle of the night, as the sound of steady breathing rose and fell, Huo Yuhao's eyes suddenly snapped open.

His God King-level spiritual power gave him the sensation of being watched.

That gaze swept back and forth between him and Xiao Wu, finally landing on their bracelets. A moment later, the feeling of needles pricking his back vanished.

"Teacher, who was that just now?"

Huo Yuhao asked in his heart. He dared not activate his spiritual detection, fearing he might be discovered.

A moment later, Elder Yi's voice rang out: "A Title Douluo from your village."

Tang Hao? What is he doing here? Checking on Tang San? Then why look at me?

Puzzled, Huo Yuhao turned his head to look at the sleeping Xiao Wu beside him. His expression gradually turned cold; he felt he knew the answer.

The next morning, Huo Yuhao acted as if nothing had happened. He went to the Martial Soul branch hall to complete his Spirit Master certification and collected one Gold Soul Coin.

He didn't see Brother Tao, which left Huo Yuhao feeling a bit regretful.

Twilight descended.

Grandmaster, living on the other side of the academy, was flipping through his notes, planning the direction for Tang San's subsequent spirit rings.

Regarding this genius disciple of his, Grandmaster could be said to be cultivating him with all his heart and soul.

"Yu Xiaogang."

A hoarse voice suddenly rang out beside the focused Grandmaster, startling him. He hurriedly looked around, alert. "Who is speaking?"

A sudden gust of wind swept through the room, sending the papers on Grandmaster's desk scattering into the air.

When Grandmaster looked again, a tall figure had already appeared in the room, draped in a black cloak that obscured most of his face in shadow, revealing only a chin covered in stubble.

Grandmaster was inwardly horrified, having guessed who the visitor was; his body trembled involuntarily, for this was his idol, the youngest person on the Douluo Continent to ever reach the rank of Titled Douluo.

He had suspected as much when he first learned of Tang San's Twin Martial Souls, but he had not expected the man himself to appear before him like this.

"Greetings, Clear Sky Douluo."

Grandmaster bowed in excitement.

"That is all in the past; today, I am merely a sinner living under an assumed name."

A sharp gaze fell upon Grandmaster from beneath the cloak. "I have come this time to formally meet my son's teacher. Looking at you now, your reputation is well-deserved."

"I dare not accept such praise. Teaching is my duty, and I shall naturally give it my all," Grandmaster said, still somewhat nervous, his head bowed.

"With you teaching Tang San, I am at ease. I have another matter to discuss with you... ensure Tang San spends more time with that girl in the dormitory."

"Hm?"

Grandmaster could not help but feel puzzled. "Is there something special about that girl?"

"Just do as I say. That girl will be a great opportunity for Tang San."

Grandmaster nodded; he would simply instruct Tang San when the time came.

After exchanging a few more words regarding Tang San's situation, Tang Hao took his leave.

Looking at the hazy moonlight outside the window, Grandmaster's face was flushed with excitement, his fists clenched tight, feeling even more determined to look after Tang San.

He could not let down the expectations of the Clear Sky Douluo.

Huo Yuhao sat at his desk, continuing to craft a Soul Tool. He glanced behind him to see that everyone else was fast asleep, then rubbed his temples and continued.

It was not that he did not want to sleep; he had a premonition that Tang Hao would come again tonight.

A while later.

He's here...

Huo Yuhao felt a surge of alertness. As a Titled Douluo, Tang Hao must have realized that Xiao Wu was a soul beast in human form. With such a treasure by his son's side, how could he not be tempted?

A figure in a black robe stood beneath the tree outside the window.

Huo Yuhao's eyes flashed; he was appearing in his line of sight on purpose.

"Kid, come out."

A hoarse voice rang in Huo Yuhao's ears.

Without hesitation, Huo Yuhao vaulted out the window and stood before the man in the black robe.

"Uncle Tang Hao, is something the matter?"

"You can actually recognize me?" Tang Hao's voice held a hint of surprise, his eyes narrowing. It seemed this youth was not as simple as he had thought.

Huo Yuhao explained casually, "My Martial Soul is my eyes; darkness in the surroundings has no effect on me."

Tang Hao scrutinized Huo Yuhao. "I didn't expect that Old Jack's grandson would also be a genius."

"I can't compare to Tang San; I only have a ten-year soul ring."

As he spoke, a soul ring resembling white jade rose from beneath Huo Yuhao's feet.

Although it looked somewhat different from a standard ten-year soul ring, no one would ever mistake it for a million-year soul ring. Tang Hao simply assumed Huo Yuhao's Martial Soul was unique and had altered the appearance of the ring.

"I came this time to tell you not to get so close to that little girl. You are young and this is the time to focus on cultivation."

Tang Hao offered advice with the air of someone who had been through it all. He did not believe Huo Yuhao knew Xiao Wu's true identity; he assumed it was just children playing house.

Besides, women tended to favor the strong. How could Huo Yuhao, with only a white soul ring, compare to his own son, who had a custom-tailored soul ring plan from a teacher and possessed Twin Martial Souls!

The gap between the two would only grow wider. Now that he had instructed Yu Xiaogang to enlighten Tang San's thick-headed brain, Xiao Wu would surely favor his son even more in the future.

Even if the girl's heart did not change, he could always take action himself... he just feared that Tang San might not be able to withstand a hundred-thousand-year soul ring yet; it would be a waste if he only ended up with one soul bone.