Tang Hao: "I really am a bringer of disaster."

Lin Chen said, "It's nothing major. I've just made a little money lately, and since you rarely come by, let me treat you to a meal."

Tang Hao couldn't help being taken aback.

No wonder this kid was so well-liked by everyone in the village.

He really was thoughtful.

But how could he, the mighty Clear Sky Douluo, let a child treat him?

"No need. I still have things to do."

With that, Tang Hao turned and left. This time, Lin Chen didn't stop him.

Tang Hao wasn't like Yu Xiaogang and the others.

Calling after him time and again might arouse suspicion.

Besides, getting a reward on the first try was already enough.

After parting ways with Lin Chen, Tang Hao immediately slipped into Nuoding Academy.

He went to the door of Yu Xiaogang's dormitory.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

Yu Xiaogang had just finished showering and changing. He was about to drink some water to calm his nerves when, unexpectedly, someone suddenly knocked on his dormitory door.

Startled, Yu Xiaogang choked for no apparent reason.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Yu Xiaogang coughed violently, his old face turning bright red.

He pounded frantically on his chest.

But if anything, that only made it worse.

He clutched his throat, as if he were about to suffocate.

Tang Hao was no ordinary man. He sensed something was wrong at once.

"Bang!"

He kicked the door open and rushed straight to Yu Xiaogang.

"Bang!"

Tang Hao slapped Yu Xiaogang between the shoulder blades, and the water stuck in his throat came spewing out.

"Gasp... gasp..."

Yu Xiaogang gulped in fresh air, looking like he'd just survived a brush with death.

He really was starting to question his life.

First, he'd only wanted to get an extra meal, but ended up running into a wanted criminal. His Storage Soul Tool had been stolen, and he'd been beaten half to death.

Then he'd been bitten half to death by a hyena in the Soul Hunting Forest.

He'd even lost his dignity as a man.

And now things were even more ridiculous. He'd nearly choked to death just from drinking water.

How could anyone be this unlucky?

"I really am a bringer of disaster. I only knocked on the door, yet I nearly got a Soul Grandmaster choked to death by a single mouthful of water."

Looking at Yu Xiaogang, Tang Hao couldn't help feeling a twinge of guilt.

In his eyes,

all the hardships the other man had suffered were caused by him, the bringer of disaster.

"What brings you here?"

Yu Xiaogang finally caught his breath and looked up at Tang Hao.

Tang Hao pushed aside his guilt.

"I have something to take care of, so I came to say goodbye."

Yu Xiaogang couldn't help being taken aback.

Hadn't he said just a few days ago that he would protect Tang San properly?

Why was he suddenly running off?

If he left, what would happen when Xiao San needed his next Spirit Ring?

Was he supposed to handle it himself?

This Soul Hunting trip had really left Yu Xiaogang with a psychological shadow.

He'd already sworn to himself that he would never go to a Spirit Beast forest again unless he had a powerful expert by his side.

Tang Hao seemed to see what Yu Xiaogang was thinking.

"I'll leave you an address. When Xiao San breaks through to level twenty and needs to hunt for a Spirit Ring, you can write to me. I'll come back as soon as I can."

Only then did Yu Xiaogang relax.

As long as he wasn't expected to handle Tang San's future Spirit Rings, that was fine.

Tang Hao added, "There's one more thing. You're supposed to be good with women. Find a way to help Xiao San win over that girl, Xiao Wu."

Yu Xiaogang was a little dumbfounded.

He was indeed good with women, but the problem was that Tang San no longer had the ability. Even if he really did win Xiao Wu over, what would be the point?

Would it prove just how useless he was?

Was Tang Hao not afraid this would drive Tang San to take his own life?

Forget it. Let him do as he pleased.

Yu Xiaogang asked, "What about Lin Chen? Xiao San is bound to come into conflict with Spirit Hall one day, and Lin Chen would clearly be a great ally."

Tang Hao replied, "If you can win him over, all the better."

He said it aloud, but in his heart, he wasn't very optimistic about Yu Xiaogang.

Lin Chen saw him as a bringer of disaster. How could he possibly accept him as his teacher?

Besides, Lin Chen had made a name for himself in Nuoding City at such a young age. With Yu Xiaogang's limited ability, he might not be able to fool the boy.

Yu Xiaogang had clearly realized long ago that Lin Chen wouldn't be easy to fool.

"What I mean is, why don't you show him a little of your strength?"

"Then he'd come running to be Xiao San's dog, wouldn't he?"

Tang Hao shook his head, his expression gradually turning serious.

"He must never learn how strong I am."

If Lin Chen found out he was a Titled Douluo and accidentally let it slip in front of Xiao Wu, wouldn't she run away that very night?

She had a Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring and Spirit Bone, after all.

Besides, it was always best to guard against the worst. What if Lin Chen learned who he was and, instead of groveling at his feet, went straight to Spirit Hall to report him?

"Fine."

Yu Xiaogang didn't quite understand, but he couldn't very well say anything more.

He could only lament what a shame it was.

Lin Chen might even have Twin Martial Souls, and they weren't both Trash Martial Souls.

For a peerless genius like that to be beyond Grandmaster's reach was such a pity.

Tang Hao said, "I won't see Xiao San. Just tell him for me. Once he breaks through to level twenty, write to me at this address."

He'd originally wanted to say goodbye to his son, but he was afraid of passing his bad luck on to him.

So he decided not to see him.

Tang Hao left an address with Yu Xiaogang, then departed.

Lin Chen had a good meal in town, then returned to his dormitory at the academy. With the system's help, he successfully awakened his Second Martial Soul.

It was a long sword, three feet and three inches in length, gray all over, with black smoke billowing from its blade. Beneath its guard, the words "Disaster Curse" were engraved.

Sword of Calamity:

A divine sword formed from the source of calamity. Every attack carries the power of calamity's source and continuously devours the target's luck.

Once the target's luck has been completely devoured, they are certain to die a violent death.

"Hiss!"

After receiving the system's feedback, Lin Chen couldn't help sucking in a sharp breath.

Wasn't this Sword of Calamity completely outrageous?

It devoured other people's luck, and when their luck ran out, they died a violent death.

Who could withstand that?

Tang Hao had actually given him such a powerful Martial Soul.

He wondered if Tang Hao could withstand the backlash of bad luck.

"Uncle Hao, Uncle Hao, take it easy. If you die..."

"Forget it."

"Considering you gave me such a powerful Martial Soul,"

"I'll bring a little less disaster upon Tang San from now on."

Lin Chen smiled faintly and put away the Sword of Calamity.

The rewards he had gotten so far were enough. It was time to focus on cultivation.

He had no idea why.

The system clearly offered Soul Power as a reward, but after all this time, he hadn't managed to get even one level out of it. He'd only ever gotten it from Tang San back then.

It seemed that if he wanted to bring disaster upon someone, he should do it to Tang San more often.

Emm...

Maybe he should hold off for a while. He'd just said he would bring less disaster upon him, after all.

He couldn't go back on his word, could he?

Three months, then. No longer than that. Any longer and life would get a little too easy.

Life couldn't always be smooth sailing.

Only after weathering the storm could you see the most beautiful rainbow.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

Lin Chen looked up at the dormitory door. Who would come looking for him at a time like this?