Xiao Wu Acts Cute, and He Can't Handle It

"Ugh..."

Tang San groggily opened his eyes. Not only did every bone in his body feel as though it had fallen apart, but a sharp pain also shot through his right hand!

"Teacher?"

"Good thing you were brought here in time. Otherwise, that hand of yours would've been ruined!"

Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath. Though he had expected Tang San to suffer at Ao Yin's hands, he was still shocked when Wang Sheng came to summon him to carry Tang San out of Dorm Seven.

"Little San, don't move around. I'll make you some noodles."

"Teacher's going to make noodles for me?"

Tang San's eyes widened at once. Before he could react, Yu Xiaogang shoved it into his mouth.

"Mmff, mmff..."

The instant it entered his mouth, a foul, fishy stench assaulted him, making Tang San want to vomit.

"Teacher, what kind of noodles are these? They taste awful!"

"Swallow it!"

However, Yu Xiaogang offered no explanation, merely barking the order.

Tang San looked at the noodles Yu Xiaogang had served him. They were thin and soft, with black mold growing on them. His heart trembled.

Could this thing really be eaten?

But since his teacher insisted that he eat them, he could only grit his teeth and swallow them mouthful by mouthful.

Only then did Yu Xiaogang explain, "The reason I made you eat these noodles is because they're a healing food produced by Pomegranate, the Academy's healing-type Soul Master—noodles."

"A healing-type Soul Master?"

"That's right. Pomegranate's martial soul is a food-type martial soul—noodles. The noodles she makes have excellent healing effects, especially for external injuries."

Tang San suddenly understood. At the same time, he felt waves of warm soul power flowing through his body the moment the noodles entered his stomach, healing the bruising and wounds on his body.

"After eating this, you shouldn't have any serious problems!"

Yu Xiaogang let out a long breath. If he had not once engaged in extensive academic exchanges with Pomegranate, the head of Notting Academy's infirmary, and formed a deep friendship with her, she would not have readily given him the noodles.

Tang San had suffered severe external injuries. If they had not been treated in time, even if his right hand had not been crippled, it would have been left with lasting aftereffects.

"A food-type martial soul, a healing-type Soul Master... That's amazing!"

Though the noodles tasted absolutely terrible, their effects were excellent. Most of his injuries had instantly recovered. Only the middle finger Ao Yin had broken and the right palm pierced through by a blade still hurt somewhat. He would need half a month of rest to recover completely.

"Little San, I warned you long ago that Ao Yin's strength was not to be underestimated. You were reckless this time!"

"But it's good that you've learned your lesson!"

Though Tang San was full of resentment, he had to admit that his teacher's insight far surpassed his own. He could even see through Ao Yin's strength at a glance.

"But you don't need to be too discouraged. Though Ao Yin's talent is astonishing, he is arrogant and headstrong. His future path as a Soul Master is bound to be full of detours!"

"Little San, although your Blue Silver Grass martial soul is ordinary, you must remember this: there are no useless martial souls, only useless Soul Masters."

"As long as you listen to your teacher, find suitable soul rings, and choose the right direction for evolution, surpassing those ahead of you will not be a problem."

Listening to Yu Xiaogang comfort him, Tang San silently lowered his head and said solemnly, "Teacher, from now on, Little San will listen to you in everything!"

From Holy Soul Village to Notting Academy, after suffering blow after blow, Ao Yin had become a knot in Tang San's heart.

All he wanted now was to grow stronger! Only by becoming stronger could he repay the humiliation he had suffered tenfold!

That's right!

Teacher was right. There were no trash martial souls, only useless Soul Masters.

Soul rings were crucial to a Soul Master's evolution!

"Please, Teacher... you must help me find a suitable soul ring!" Tang San clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white as he made the earnest request.

"Hahaha, good!"

"Tomorrow, I'll take you to hunt for a soul ring!"

Yu Xiaogang laughed heartily. Ao Yin's blow to Tang San had been severe.

But it might not necessarily be a bad thing for him. At the very least, it would let Tang San understand that listening to the advice of a master like him could only bring benefits!

"Tomorrow? I really look forward to the changes after obtaining my first soul ring!"

Tang San felt anticipation rise in his heart. After all, his teacher was an unrivaled master of martial soul theory. The first soul ring he obtained under his guidance would certainly greatly increase his strength.

As for Ao Yin? So what if he possessed innate full soul power? So what if he had awakened a top-tier martial soul? So what if he was born with monstrous strength?

In the end, he would still be trampled beneath Tang San's feet!

Notting Academy, Dorm Seven.

"Phew! That felt good—"

After a whole day of exertion, Ao Yin was already somewhat tired. Once he had sent Tang San to the infirmary, he took a bath and felt refreshed all over.

"Wow! Boss Ao..."

The moment he stepped out of the bathhouse, Wang Sheng stared at Ao Yin with shining eyes, looking as though he wanted to devour him whole.

"Hey! What are you doing?"

"Wang Sheng, something's wrong with you!"

Ao Yin was startled as well. He looked himself over suspiciously. He had only changed into a cleaner set of clothes—there was nothing particularly different from before!

"Boss Ao, I only just realized how handsome you are!"

Wang Sheng praised him without reservation. He said that when Ao Yin first arrived at the dorm, he had been dusty and disheveled. Though Wang Sheng could vaguely sense his extraordinary bearing, he had been unable to clearly make out his looks. Now that he had washed away all the dirt and grime, he was strikingly handsome.

Ao Yin raised an eyebrow slightly. With the boost from [Max-Level Charm], cleaning himself up only made the effect more pronounced. It charmed women—and men as well—but he had no interest in Wang Sheng.

"Where's Xiao Wu?" Ao Yin asked casually.

Wang Sheng shook his head. He did not know either. Ao Yin shrugged and lay down on his bed.

"Bleh—"

The moment he lay down, Xiao Wu suddenly darted out mischievously and sprawled on top of Ao Yin.

She even made a playful face, lunging right up to his face in an attempt to scare him.

Ao Yin smiled faintly.

A hundred-thousand-year-old Soft-Boned Rabbit, and after living for so long, she was still this childish.

Having failed to get the reaction she wanted, Xiao Wu was a little disappointed. But when she saw the cleaned-up Ao Yin, her eyes lit up again.

"Wow, so Little Ao was actually this handsome?"

As she spoke, Xiao Wu simply tilted her head and stared at him without any attempt at concealment. Even Ao Yin, who had lived three lives, could not help blushing slightly under the fixed gaze of this little girl.

Gurgle—

All of a sudden, a strange sound broke the delicate atmosphere. Ao Yin looked down and realized that Xiao Wu's stomach was rumbling!

"Hehe, Xiao Wu's hungry!"

Xiao Wu brushed her long scorpion braid aside and half-knelt on the bed, looking at Ao Yin somewhat sheepishly as she spoke.

Ao Yin could not handle it when this little girl acted cute!

Besides, he had not eaten all day either!

"Then let's go eat together!"

"Okay!" Xiao Wu immediately perked up at the mention of food!

"Um... Wang Sheng, where's the cafeteria at Notting Academy?" Ao Yin called out.

Hearing that, Wang Sheng promptly put down the things he had been tidying up. "Boss, don't worry. With me, Wang Sheng, leading the way, it's right over there. Follow me!"