Having Too Much Fun to Leave

A dim alley,

A flurry of clattering and banging came from within. The noise barely reached the mouth of the alley before the bustling night market drowned it out. It was truly an ideal place for murder and arson.

The wastrel who had exchanged glances earlier scrambled away on all fours, only to run headlong into a dead end. Forgetting that his underpants were soaked through, he spun around in a panic and kowtowed to the person behind him, begging for mercy.

"Sir! Sir!"

This monster lurking in the shadows hadn't even used his Martial Soul—or called upon his Soul Power—and had already slaughtered several of them, all level-ten Spirit Masters!

Before he could finish speaking, a punch shot out of the shadows. The wastrel's head burst like a watermelon!

Red and white splattered across the ground!

Silver moonlight spilled through the clouds, revealing the bodies sprawled in the alley and Tang Hao standing among them in a tattered cloak.

After casting a cold glance at the corpses, Tang Hao looked away and walked to the mouth of the alley. He leaned against the wall with his arms folded and watched Xiao Wu, who was still enjoying herself in the distance.

Seeing how blissfully unaware Xiao Wu was, Tang Hao shook his head.

This was already the third group.

The girl didn't have the slightest clue how human society worked. If he hadn't kindly followed her, she might have been sold off and still helped her captors count the money.

A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

Tang Hao lowered his head.

When Tang San and his master had left the academy, Tang Hao had spotted that Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast from afar. Whether it was fate or Ah Yin's blessing, his son had somehow embarked on the same path.

After his son absorbed the Datura Snake's Spirit Ring, Tang Hao hurried back to Nuoding City.

He'd seen Xiao Wu wandering through the city and followed her from a distance ever since.

Had that Titled Douluo really just been passing through?

Tang Hao mulled it over.

He'd initially worried that his whereabouts had been exposed, but the Titled Douluo had never shown himself, and the Spirit Hall in the city hadn't made a move. Besides, there was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in Nuoding City.

If the other party had noticed Xiao San's identity, there was no way they would let that Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast go.

The more he thought, the more confused he became.

Tang Hao had never been good at thinking things through. After pondering for a long while, his eyes suddenly lit up as he hit upon a possibility.

Could it have been another Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?

Tang Hao knew far more about Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts than the likes of Grandmaster. Ah Yin had once told him that such beasts formed alliances with one another. The one who'd appeared in Nuoding City might have been a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast that had been keeping itself hidden!

His thoughts suddenly fell into place. Even Tang Hao's murky eyes brightened. No wonder the Soul Power that had spread through the area felt so sinister. It had been a Soul Beast.

Feeling reassured,

Tang Hao no longer felt the pressure he'd been under. Since she was his daughter-in-law, of course he had to look after her. It was just that...

Watching Xiao Wu having too much fun to leave, Tang Hao frowned.

Why hadn't the girl gone back to school yet?

Xiao Wu crouched in front of a stall,

her eyes fixed on the goldfish in the tank.

As a transformed Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, she didn't need to go Soul Hunting for her first few Spirit Rings. She could generate them on her own. Soul Hunting, in her case, meant hiding in some corner of Nuoding City and producing a Spirit Ring.

It wouldn't take more than a few hours altogether, but that brought up another problem: she couldn't just walk back in openly. How could a human's Soul Hunting possibly be finished in just a few hours?

But that wasn't a problem for Xiao Wu.

All she had to do was wait until Tang San came back, then spend a few more days having fun. That would leave no holes in her story.

With her plan in place, she'd become a Spirit Master and received a Gold Soul Coin stipend from Spirit Hall. Naturally, Xiao Wu started exploring Nuoding City.

The colorful sights dazzled her, and thoughts of revenge had been tossed right out of her mind.

After all, from a Soul Beast's perspective,

there was still plenty of time.

Though being a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast didn't mean a beast had literally lived for a hundred thousand years, Xiao Wu had still lived for tens of thousands. And since she'd never been properly guided, she didn't think playing around for a few days was any big deal.

There was another problem, too.

As she watched a goldfish swim about unsteadily in the tank before finally flipping belly-up, the vendor reached in, scooped it out, and tossed it onto the ground. Xiao Wu's pupils suddenly contracted, and she began to tremble all over.

Death!

Several days had passed, but the shadow of death still lingered in her heart. The Soft Bone Rabbit's instincts kept screaming at her!

Xiao Wu had even thought about transferring to another school and fleeing to another city. But she was only six, and Da Ming had warned her that human society was treacherous. If she went trekking over mountains and across rivers, she might lose her life.

Caught in a dilemma, Xiao Wu naturally stayed outside the school, unwilling to go back.

She bit viciously into the sugar painting in her hand.

The thought of it gave Xiao Wu a headache, so she stopped thinking and continued to live in a drunken stupor.

But even a life of drunken stupor had to come to an end.

A few more days passed.

Xiao Wu had made no plans and spent all the Gold Soul Coins in her hand. At last, she gritted her teeth and stood before the school gates. Looking at the familiar entrance, she silently steeled herself.

She was a level-twelve Spirit Master!

She was Sister Xiao Wu! How could she be afraid of a brat who was only level six?

After psyching herself up, Xiao Wu stepped through the school gates.

Once you started something, the rest often followed naturally. Nuoding Elementary Academy was large, and as long as she didn't run into that strange person, Xiao Wu's school life could still be called colorful. After finding a teacher, showing her Spirit Ring, and registering, Xiao Wu began searching the campus for Tang San.

"Xiao San?"

The cafeteria was bustling.

Xiao Wu skipped and ran through the crowd, squeezing her way over to Tang San.

When he saw Xiao Wu back, Tang San's eyes widened slightly. He'd just been about to get his food, and now his face broke into a smile. "Xiao Wu? You're back?"

Xiao Wu was just about to ask him for a meal when she suddenly covered her mouth in shock. She pointed at the ointment plastered across Tang San's nose and the bruises that hadn't completely faded from his cheeks.

"What happened to your face?"

"It's nothing!" Tang San waved a hand bashfully, unwilling to explain too much. "I got a little hurt in a Soul Fighting match a few days ago."

At that, Xiao Wu narrowed her eyes, drew her brows together, and planted her hands on her hips, putting on the air of a big sister. "Who did it? I'm a level-twelve Spirit Master now! Tell me who bullied you, and I'll avenge you!"

Tang San was a disciple of Yu Xiaogang, but he hadn't learned Yu Xiaogang's knack for hiding behind women. He could only shake his head helplessly.

Just as he was about to explain, his eyes suddenly brightened. The smile on his face vanished before their eyes, replaced by a grave expression as he looked past Xiao Wu.

Confused, Xiao Wu followed his gaze.

On the cafeteria's second floor, leaning against the railing with an amused look, stood the figure Xiao Wu absolutely did not want to see. Her face went several shades paler, and she instinctively took half a step back. The Soft Bone Rabbit's instincts sounded the alarm once more.

Neither of them noticed Xiao Wu's reaction. Their gazes were locked firmly on each other.

Naruto straightened slightly,

and Tang San stepped forward.

The cafeteria had been noisy, but an eerie silence fell between the two of them.

"Ahem!"

A dry cough broke the silence, and several sharp gazes turned their way. Tang San came back to himself, frowning as he glanced around. The teachers dining in the cafeteria were all watching them.

The principal had given both of them strict orders: no Soul Fighting of any kind until they had both become Spirit Masters.

Reluctantly suppressing his desire to take revenge on the spot, Tang San turned to Xiao Wu and clenched his fists. He shook his head. "It's fine. I'll get my revenge myself!"

Watching the two of them leave, Naruto stood behind the railing with his arms folded, his expression odd.

So sexually repressed!

Evil Tang San—he wouldn't even spare a six-year-old loli!