Xiao Wu: I Want to Sleep with Master!

He recalled the details of his past life.

At this time, Tang San should have just enrolled, penniless and unable to even afford a quilt.

Yes!

This was a golden opportunity!

Yu Xiaogang's eyes lit up.

In my past life, I helped him, and he remembered my kindness. Although things have gone a bit awry in this life, as long as I help him once more, he will surely have a change of heart!

The more he thought about it, the more feasible it seemed.

"Su Mo?" He sneered. "Nothing more than a butterfly effect caused by my rebirth. A nobody who didn't even have a name in my past life—what kind of waves could he possibly stir up?"

He straightened his clothes and held his head high.

"Just wait, Tang San. Your master is coming to save you."

"Once I ascend to the God Realm, I will surely make you—"

"Achoo!"

A sneeze erupted, spraying snot all over his sleeve.

Yu Xiaogang: "..."

He wiped his sleeve in silence and continued walking forward.

His retreating figure exuded a tragic sense of determination.

Su Mo felt a sudden, inexplicable chill.

He looked up at the window.

The sun was shining brightly; the temperature hadn't dropped.

Forget it, never mind.

The two little ones in front of him were still bickering.

"I'm going to be your master's wife!"

"No way! Master belongs to me alone!"

"What do you mean 'yours alone'? Master-daddy isn't your personal property!"

"Master-daddy?"

Xiao Wu nodded, looking perfectly matter-of-fact. "Yeah, Master-daddy. Doesn't it sound so affectionate?"

Tang San's face turned bright red. "You—what right do you have to call him that?!"

"Because I'm going to be his wife," Xiao Wu blinked. "Isn't it normal for a wife to call her husband Master-daddy?"

Tang San couldn't win the argument and stomped his feet in frustration.

He looked at Su Mo, his eyes filled with a plea for help.

Su Mo sighed and stood up.

"Alright, that's enough."

Both of them fell silent at once and looked at him.

Su Mo looked at Xiao Wu.

That face—the more he looked, the more it resembled Lin Xiaowu.

The eyebrows, the expression, the way she smiled...

If this were a coincidence, it was far too coincidental.

He needed to find out the truth.

Whether there was any connection between the Soul Beast Xiao Wu of this world and Lin Xiaowu from his past life.

Su Mo took a deep breath.

"Xiao Wu, I can take you as my disciple."

Xiao Wu's eyes lit up. "Really?"

Tang San grew anxious. "Master!"

Su Mo raised a hand to stop him. "But there is one condition."

Xiao Wu nodded. "Tell me, Master-daddy!"

Su Mo: "From now on, call me Master. You are not allowed to add that 'daddy' to it."

Xiao Wu tilted her head and thought for a moment. "Master-daddy... Master... alright, fine."

Su Mo nodded in satisfaction.

Xiao Wu immediately jumped up and grabbed Su Mo's arm. "Yay! I'm also Master-daddy's—no, Master's disciple now!"

She let go of her hand and turned to Tang San, looking smug.

"From now on, you'll call me Senior Sister."

Tang San was stunned. "What Senior Sister? Didn't you join the sect after me?"

Xiao Wu blinked. "So what if I joined later?"

He refused to accept this. "If you joined later, you should call me Senior Brother! The one who joins first is the elder!"

Xiao Wu waved her hand. "Oh, we're all fellow disciples, why fuss over such things? Call me Senior Sister, be a good boy."

Tang San's face flushed red. "I won't!"

Xiao Wu leaned in close, smiling brightly. "You won't? Then I'll go chat with Master every day and leave you behind."

Tang San: "..."

He took a deep breath and squeezed two words through his teeth:

"Senior... Sister."

Xiao Wu nodded in satisfaction. "Good boy, Junior Brother."

Tang San's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Su Mo watched this scene from the side, the corners of his mouth twitching upward.

There weren't many people who could make Tang San suffer a setback.

Xiao Wu was one of them.

Su Mo looked at Xiao Wu and corrected her: "You joined the sect later than Tang San; you are his Junior Sister."

Xiao Wu nodded readily. "Oh, alright then, Senior Brother."

Tang San curled his lip. "Hmph, you stinky Bajie!"

Xiao Wu blinked. "What is a Bajie?"

Tang San said with a straight face, "It's just a term of address for a second junior sister."

Xiao Wu let out an "oh" and nodded, seemingly accepting this definition.

Just then, Xiao Wu suddenly remembered something and turned back to Su Mo. "Master, when can I be promoted to Master's Wife?"

Su Mo's smile froze on his face.

"What?"

Xiao Wu counted on her fingers. "Look, I'm a Junior Sister now. Above Junior Sister is Senior Sister. And above Senior Sister is... what is it?"

Tang San interjected irritably, "There isn't one. Above Senior Sister is Master."

Xiao Wu shook her head. "No, no. My mother said that in our tribe, a partner's status is higher than an ordinary tribesman's. So, shouldn't Master's Wife be higher than Senior Sister?"

She looked at Su Mo, her face full of anticipation. "Master, once I work harder, will I be able to become Master's Wife?"

Su Mo: "..."

He looked at those sparkling eyes.

That familiar face.

That "Master" with the cutesy suffix.

He suddenly had a bit of a headache.

Tang San gloated from the side, "Master, you took this disciple in yourself, so you'll have to figure it out yourself."

Su Mo glared at him.

Tang San immediately lowered his head, pretending to pack his luggage.

Xiao Wu was still waiting for an answer.

Su Mo took a deep breath and squeezed out four words:

"We'll talk about it later."

Xiao Wu tilted her head, thought for a moment, and nodded.

"Alright, then I'll work hard to be a good Junior Sister first."

She clenched her small fists, full of fighting spirit.

"Once I've got Senior Brother under control, I'll consider the promotion!"

Tang San: "???"

What "under control"?

Why was he the one being controlled?

Xiao Wu had already turned to him and started assigning tasks: "Junior Brother, you're responsible for fetching water. Junior Brother, you're responsible for sweeping the floor. Junior Brother, you're responsible for..."

Tang San was completely bewildered.

He had only just realized—

It seemed he had been played.

Su Mo watched the scene unfold and shook his head.

This disciple was truly beyond saving.

However...

He looked at the busy back of Xiao Wu, that familiar face, that familiar smile.

A thought suddenly crossed his mind.

Regardless of whether she had any connection to Lin Xiaowu.

Keeping her by his side would serve as compensation for the broken promise of his past life.

However, the issue of bedding was now right before them.

Su Mo and Tang San both had theirs—Su Yuntao had been thorough, providing a brand-new set for each of them.

Xiao Wu had none.

She had arrived empty-handed; she didn't even have a few changes of clothes, let alone bedding.

Seeing this, Wang Sheng immediately leaned in eagerly. "Sister Xiao Wu, why don't you use mine? We're all Work-Study Students; tuition is waived, but they don't cover bedding. Mine is a bit old, but it's quite warm."

Xiao Wu glanced at him and shook her head.

Then, her gaze landed on Su Mo's bed.

That bed was slightly larger than the others—after all, it had to accommodate the space Su Mo needed after transforming—and the bedding was spacious and looked very comfortable.

Xiao Wu's eyes lit up.

"Master's bedding is so big."

She walked over, gestured with her hands, and nodded in satisfaction.

"It wouldn't be a problem for two people to cover up with this. Besides, if we push the beds together, it'll be quite large. We can sleep however we want, so it shouldn't be a problem for Master to sleep with me, right?"

"Master, let's try it out."

Su Mo's movements froze.

Tang San's reaction was a hundred times faster than his.

"Absolutely not!"

He lunged forward in a single stride, blocking the space between Su Mo and Xiao Wu with his arms spread wide, like a mother hen protecting her food.

"How could you sleep with Master?! Men and women must keep their distance!"