You Can't Be Your Father's Son, but You Can Be Your Uncle's Son

In the training grounds of the Monster Academy, Tang San stood in front of a thick wooden stake, his eyes full of seriousness.

He raised his right hand, slightly rotated his wrist, and a Sleeve Arrow shot out from his sleeve, piercing precisely into the center of the wooden stake.

There were no problems with the force, angle, or accuracy.

Tang San lowered his arm and looked at the Sleeve Arrow deeply embedded in the wooden stake, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.

He could sense that if he had grown along his original, normal trajectory, his strength should be much greater than it is now.

But I am now far weaker than I expected.

This feeling made Tang San quite uncomfortable, as if he was holding a great thing in his hand but couldn't unleash its full power.

His gaze shifted from the wooden stake to the others on the training field.

Dai Mubai was also training like crazy, sweating profusely, his evil eyes filled with madness.

Tang San knew perfectly well that Dai Mubai was fighting so desperately for a simple reason: if he lost the upcoming Soul Master Tournament, he would definitely be killed by Dai Weisi.

This Dai Mubai is delusional enough to think he can turn his life around by relying on his fiancée. It's laughable. What does it matter to Dai Mubai who got into the Shrek Academy?

He doesn't even look at himself.

As for Ma Hongjun, Tang San's gaze fell on that round figure, and his disappointment deepened. That guy was practically a piece of trash.

Especially these days, the Evil Fire within Ma Hongjun's body has become increasingly difficult to control, and Flender is now finding it hard to cope.

Tang San heard that Ma Hongjun spent almost all of the Gold Soul Coin he won after winning the Soul Fighting Arena on Brothel, and very little on cultivation resources.

Oscar, despite being Innate Full Soul Power, is merely a food-type Soul Master, and no matter how hard he tries, he is unlikely to achieve anything significant.

As for the other three, their talent is only so-so, and no matter how hard they try, they will hardly have a chance to stand out.

Tang San frowned, wondering if this team could really win the Soul Master Tournament.

Tang San Tang San valued the rewards of the Soul Master Tournament quite a bit, because only by obtaining those rewards could he possibly advance further.

But looking at this team now, he feels that their future is quite bleak.

At that moment, Tang San's thoughts drifted away, and he thought of Xiao Wu.

I wonder how Xiao Wu is doing now. I don't even know who the guy who threatened Xiao Wu to leave back then was, and after all this time, I still have absolutely no information about Xiao Wu.

Tang San's mood sank even further.

Just then, Yu Xiaogang's voice came from behind.

"San, let me go for a walk."

Tang San snapped out of his daze, turned to look at Yu Xiaogang sitting in the wheelchair, and nodded.

"Yes, teacher."

He stepped forward and pushed Yu Xiaogang's wheelchair, starting to move it forward.

Yu Xiaogang remained silent for a long time, then suddenly looked at Tang San and asked.

"San, do you think there's any hope for my legs?"

When Tang San heard this, he paused slightly in pushing the wheelchair, as if considering something, but still slowly spoke.

"It's almost impossible to save the teacher's legs."

When Yu Xiaogang heard these words, the light in his eyes dimmed slightly.

"However, if I can cultivate my skills to a higher level, it might be able to help you, Master, regenerate severed limbs."

Upon hearing these words, a glimmer of hope suddenly shone in Yu Xiaogang's eyes, and he quickly asked.

"How long would it take to cultivate to that level?"

When Tang San heard this, he simply shook his head.

"This disciple doesn't know either..."

Yu Xiaogang's eyes dimmed again. Damn it, he was filled with both hope and despair. He, Yu Xiaogang, had really had enough.

Yu Xiaogang fell silent again, then asked once more.

"San, it would be wonderful if you could enter the Clear Sky Sect to cultivate."

Tang San gave a wry smile, and then spoke.

"This disciple also wishes to join the Clear Sky Sect, but my father is Tang Hao, a sinner of the Clear Sky Sect, and there is no way for me to enter."

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang began to think, then shook his head and said...

"Your uncle is the sect leader of the Clear Sky Sect, yet he can't even do something like this. It seems he only holds a nominal position."

Yu Xiaogang spoke, his tone filled with emotion.

He couldn't help but think of his father, the clan chief. Although he had been expelled from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan by his second uncle, he was well aware that his father still held real power within the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

After all, he was the only Title Douluo in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

But the Clear Sky Sect is different. There are quite a few Title Douluo there. Although Tang Xiao is the sect master, he may not be able to completely control those elders.

When Yu Xiaogang thought of this, he couldn't help but sigh, and then asked a question.

"San, if the Howling Sky Douluo comes next time, could you ask him to help me get rid of those guys who are blocking my return to the family?"

When Tang San heard this, he shook his head and said to Yu Xiaogang with some helplessness.

"Teacher, I've already spoken to my uncle about this."

"But my uncle said that the Clear Sky Sect cannot have conflicts with other families, as this is something the elders of the Clear Sky Sect do not want to see."

"After all, the Clear Sky Sect had already chosen to close its mountains because it offended the Spirit Hall. If it were to provoke the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan now, it might not be good."

Upon hearing these words, Yu Xiaogang felt another wave of disappointment.

He remained silent for a while, as if he were thinking about something, and then Yu Xiaogang suddenly spoke, his tone seemingly becoming somewhat excited.

"San... since you, as Tang Hao's son, cannot enter the Clear Sky Sect..."

"Then... is it possible for me to enter the Clear Sky Sect as Tang Xiao's son to study?"

Tang San was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and a look of confusion flashed in his eyes.

"Teacher, you mean as the son of your uncle?"

Yu Xiaogang nodded, regaining his composure as Grandmaster, and then spoke to Tang San.

"Howling Sky Douluo and your father once traveled the Douluo Continent together. It's not impossible that they had one or two illegitimate children, is it?"

When Tang San heard this, a glint suddenly lit up in his eyes.

Why didn't he think of this method?

Looking at Tang San's thoughtful expression, Yu Xiaogang couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Although she's an illegitimate child, she's treated much better than the son of a criminal. Besides... she's the sect leader's illegitimate child. Er Long is also an illegitimate child, but her father treats her quite well."

"So I think this is feasible."