Lin Chen and Tang San watched Old Jack disappear from view.
"Come on, I'll take you to register."
Lin Chen hadn't been in a hurry to use Disaster Curse, mostly because he hadn't had a good opportunity. He couldn't exactly run behind Yu Xiaogang and shout at him on purpose, could he?
"Lin Chen, how come you seem like a completely different person after just three months?"
Tang San asked, sounding puzzled.
Lin Chen smiled faintly. "Money can change a person. Make a bit more, and naturally you change."
Tang San's eyes widened in shock.
He was only six years old! What avenues could a six-year-old possibly have for making money?
"How did you earn it?"
Tang San thought he needed money too, so he wanted to learn from Lin Chen.
Lin Chen suddenly stopped walking.
Tang San glanced at him and saw that he was staring at something.
Tang San followed his gaze.
A middle-aged man who looked to be in his fifties was walking toward them.
There was something strange about him.
He looked utterly downcast, yet there was a faint, inexplicable arrogance between his brows.
One hand was held behind his back, while the other hung limply at his side, stiff and awkward, almost like a prosthetic.
The newcomer was Yu Xiaogang.
When he reached them, Yu Xiaogang fixed Lin Chen with a blazing stare.
He looked ready to swallow him whole.
"Why didn't you stop me a few more times back then? Do you know what price I paid?"
Yu Xiaogang's voice was low and heavy.
Nuoding City wasn't large, and it had no particularly outstanding healing Spirit Masters.
As a result,
although his arm had been reattached, that was all it was: reattached.
It was nowhere near as nimble as before.
It wasn't completely useless,
but calling it half-useless wouldn't be an exaggeration.
By comparison,
losing his Storage Soul Tool to Wang Hu was nothing much.
Lin Chen rolled his eyes at him. "What do I owe you?"
"Besides, there's a saying: 'Never do something more than three times.' I only stopped you three times, and you were already looking like you wanted to kill me. How could I dare keep stopping you?"
"Isn't this your own fault?"
He truly hadn't imagined anyone could be so shameless.
Rather than blame himself for not stopping Yu Xiaogang more often, he might as well blame himself for being a walking disaster and say that he'd brought Yu Xiaogang all that bad luck.
"You..."
Yu Xiaogang was so furious that his old face flushed red, but he had no way to refute Lin Chen.
"Hmph!"
With no way to save face, Yu Xiaogang gave a cold snort and turned to leave.
"Uncle, please wait!"
Lin Chen wasn't about to let this opportunity slip by. He called out to Yu Xiaogang at once.
At the familiar call, Yu Xiaogang's body suddenly stiffened.
"N-no way, right?"
"No, it can't be. I've only just had a run of bad luck. How could more come so soon?"
"He must want something else."
Yu Xiaogang's expression shifted wildly, and he felt inexplicably nervous.
He turned around and asked cautiously,
"D-do you need something?"
There wasn't a trace of anger left on Yu Xiaogang's face now.
[Disaster Curse successfully used on Yu Xiaogang. Obtained 320 Gold Soul Coins.]
Tang San blinked, completely baffled.
Yu Xiaogang had clearly been furious just a moment ago. How had he turned around and become so docile in the space of a breath?
That was right—docile.
Tang San couldn't find a better word. Docile was the only one that seemed to fit.
Lin Chen said, "Don't say I didn't warn you. Your earlier bad luck has passed, but new misfortune is on its way."
"What?"
Yu Xiaogang's eyes bulged. He looked like a cat that had just been startled.
"What kind of joke is this?"
"I've only just had a run of bad luck, and now you're telling me more is coming?"
"How could anyone be that unlucky?"
Yu Xiaogang trembled with agitation, his expression twisting into a scowl.
Lin Chen spread his hands. "See? I tell you, and you don't believe me. Then, when misfortune strikes, you'll come blame me for not warning you."
"I..."
Yu Xiaogang was suddenly at a loss for words. He couldn't help remembering how Wang Hu had tormented him.
He shuddered.
He'd already learned his lesson once. He absolutely couldn't fall into the same pit a second time.
Better to believe it than dismiss it.
Tang San stared at Lin Chen, dumbfounded, wondering if he could tell fortunes.
And judging by their earlier conversation, Lin Chen seemed to have predicted Yu Xiaogang's bad luck once already.
Yu Xiaogang looked at Lin Chen. "Is there a way to avert this misfortune?"
Lin Chen shook his head. "No. You'll have to be careful yourself."
Yu Xiaogang couldn't help snapping, "Then why even tell me?"
Lin Chen wasn't angry. A faint smile instead appeared on his face.
"A warning is meant to help you prepare. With precautions, a death calamity might turn into a bloody disaster, and a bloody disaster might turn into a setback. The reverse is possible too."
"Since you don't want to hear it, I simply won't warn you again."
Yu Xiaogang opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
"Thank you!"
After a moment, Yu Xiaogang finally forced out the two words, looking thoroughly dejected.
Lin Chen smiled. "You're welcome."
"You're here to study?"
Yu Xiaogang suddenly noticed the Work-Study Student Certificate in Tang San's hand.
A gleam flashed in his eyes.
A Martial Soul capable of seeing through other people's fortunes couldn't possibly be of poor quality.
And according to his research, innate Soul Power was directly proportional to Martial Soul quality.
Tang San's talent couldn't possibly be low. It was even possible that he had Innate Full Soul Power.
Tang San noticed Yu Xiaogang's gaze and immediately handed him the certificate. "Yes. Are you a teacher at Nuoding Academy?"
Lin Chen: "..."
How did that segue work so smoothly? Was this the bond between master and disciple?
"I'm not a teacher. I'm just a passerby mooching food and lodging here."
As Yu Xiaogang spoke, he took the certificate.
Lin Chen couldn't help grumbling inwardly: So you do know you're mooching food and lodging?
You have the ability to help, but you refuse to do even the little things you can manage.
Having a friend like you is enough to bring eight lifetimes of bad luck.
"Hmm?"
When Yu Xiaogang saw the information on the certificate, his eyes lit up again.
Blue Silver Grass with Innate Full Soul Power?
As he'd said earlier, Blue Silver Grass's quality wasn't good enough to support Innate Full Soul Power.
Yet Tang San had Innate Full Soul Power.
There was only one possible explanation: he had another Martial Soul.
Twin Martial Souls!
Good heavens, that made him the third person in the history of the Douluo Continent to possess Twin Martial Souls.
And Yu Xiaogang had actually met him.
If he could take Tang San on as his disciple, becoming famous and making a name for himself would be just around the corner.
As long as someone with Twin Martial Souls didn't slack off, becoming a Titled Douluo was practically guaranteed. Just adding Spirit Rings to the Second Martial Soul would be enough to force his way there.
And Yu Xiaogang could use Tang San's first, trash Martial Soul to test his theories.
He could put his ideas into practice.
What did it matter if a trash Martial Soul like Blue Silver Grass was ruined by the experiments?
Tang San still had a Second Martial Soul.
Once Tang San became a Titled Douluo, Yu Xiaogang's name would naturally spread across the continent along with his.
Could this be what they meant by bad luck turning to good?
If one bout of misfortune could earn him a genius disciple,
he'd be willing to suffer bad luck every day.
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