Wang Sheng: Yu Xiaogang Is an Amateur! Third Sister, Learn from Your Brother Wu!

Just because she got beaten up?

Could this girl have inherited some bizarre fetish?!

That couldn't be right!

Back when he and Ah Yin had been in love, nothing as absurd as getting beaten into falling in love had ever happened!

Through Dorm Seven's window, he watched his daughter go from tears to laughter, her eyes full of pink bubbles as she warmly helped that brat make his bed...

Tang San even carefully smoothed every corner of Lin Wu's bedding, considerate to the extreme.

And that brat named Lin Wu was actually sitting on the bed with swagger.

With a look of pure enjoyment, he accepted his precious daughter's care!

Tang Hao clenched his fists, veins bulging on his forehead.

It was worth noting that in the original story, Lovesick Heartbroken Red had concealed Xiao Wu's aura, preventing others from discovering that she was a hundred-thousand-year soul beast!

Now, Lin Wu had obtained an even more awesome god-level inheritance than immortal herbs, so he could naturally conceal his aura as well. The Haotian Douluo could not detect him.

Though he did not know that this blond brat was a soul beast, Tang Hao desperately wanted to rush in and smash that ungrateful little bastard into meat paste with one hammer.

But...

Looking at the sweet smile on his daughter's face, one that had never appeared before and came from the bottom of her heart.

Looking at the life and brilliance restored to her eyes.

Tang Hao's raised hand finally dropped weakly.

If he rushed in and killed that brat now, his daughter would probably completely sever ties with him, her father, wouldn't she?

The mighty Haotian Douluo, the youngest titled Douluo whose name shook the world, now leaned dejectedly against a withered tree trunk.

A cold wind swept past, stirring his tattered cloak.

Two lines of bitter, helpless tears finally slid slowly down his weathered cheeks.

"Ah Yin..."

"Our daughter... has been stolen away..."

As night deepened, beneath an ancient tree outside Nuoding Academy.

Tang Hao, the Haotian Douluo whose might shook the continent, still gripped the tree trunk tightly with both hands, staring blankly toward Dorm Seven's window.

Inside the window, his delicate, soft little treasure was joyfully helping Lin Wu spread his bedsheets, even thoughtfully giving half of the neat, soft bed to that brat.

The two were pressed extremely close together. The shy, sweet smile on his little daughter's face made Tang Hao's eyes sting and his heart twist in pain.

"This... this is fucking unbearable to watch!"

Tang Hao sucked in a sharp breath, feeling as though he could barely breathe.

He was a titled Douluo. Back then, when he had fought three Spirit Hall powerhouses of the same rank alone, he had never retreated even half a step.

But tonight, as he watched that warm, almost blinding scene of "sharing a bed and pillow" in Dorm Seven.

This old father's fragile heart finally collapsed under the strain.

If he kept watching, he feared he truly would not be able to stop himself from rushing in and smashing that brat into minced meat with the Haotian Hammer!

Yet when he saw the blissful look in his daughter's eyes, full of pink bubbles, he feared even more that a rash move would make her sad and furious.

"Enough, enough... I can't watch this anymore!"

Tang Hao gritted his teeth, cursed under his breath, and transformed into a black shadow in a daze.

In a fit of frustration, he vanished into the pitch-black night.

All he left behind was the stench of cheap liquor and an old father's shattered, aching heart.

The next morning, sunlight pierced through the thin mist and streamed through Dorm Seven's window.

Lin Wu woke groggily. The moment he opened his eyes, he felt something soft in his arms.

Looking down, he found that Tang San had somehow curled up like a docile little kitten.

Half her body had slipped into his blankets, her fair jade-like face pressed against his chest.

Her long lashes trembled faintly, and a sweet, dreamy smile still hung at the corners of her lips.

She had practically pinned him awake! No wonder it felt like sleep paralysis!

Lin Wu's mouth twitched. Carefully moving this little Third Sister who had crossed the line aside, he went back to sleep.

Lin Wu had loved sleeping in when he had still been a rabbit. Even after getting up, the first thing he would do was go back to sleep.

Who knew how much time passed before Lin Wu woke again? This time, he was no longer sleepy.

He had just gotten out of bed and stretched when Wang Sheng, who had pushed open the door and entered, hurried over.

"Boss, you're finally awake!"

Wang Sheng wore a fawning grin as he leaned close to Lin Wu's ear and gossiped.

"Earlier, I saw Third Sister go out. It looked like she went to visit that famous 'Master' at our academy. I heard she's already taken him as her teacher!"

"Master? Our school has someone like that?"

Lin Wu raised an eyebrow in feigned confusion, wanting to hear Wang Sheng deliver the classic line.

"Oh, what Master? He's just a useless freeloader!"

Wang Sheng curled his lip disdainfully and waved a hand.

"Who in our academy doesn't know? That Master Yu Xiaogang spends all day muttering nonsense and publishing theories nobody believes.

His soul power has been stuck at over level twenty his whole life, and he isn't even a proper teacher. He just lives off the headmaster's connections, eating and drinking for free at the academy.

Why would Third Sister want to take him as her teacher? Could she have been tricked?"

A strange glint flashed through Lin Wu's eyes.

Yu Xiaogang?

The so-called theoretical master from the original story who swindled people under the title of "Master," then organized Spirit Hall's records into the so-called "Ten Core Competencies"?

That prodigy who made Ning Fengzhi, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Sect Master, say, "He who gains the Master gains the world"?

Before the two could continue chatting, the dormitory door was gently pushed open.

Tang San entered carrying two steaming breakfasts.

The moment she saw that Lin Wu was awake, her clear black eyes instantly lit up.

She trotted over, handed the breakfast to Lin Wu, and said somewhat nervously, with a hint of wanting praise:

"Brother Wu, you're awake? I bought you breakfast... Oh, right, I went to see an elder at the academy called Master earlier.

Yesterday, he saw through my secrets. He seemed pretty impressive, and now he's teaching me how to cultivate..."

As Tang San spoke, she watched Lin Wu's expression with some hesitation.

She had indeed been startled by that Master's ability to see through her twin martial souls.

Yet for some reason, the instant she returned to Dorm Seven and saw Lin Wu.

The budding feeling of admiration deep in her heart was instantly scattered by the young man's masculine, domineering presence.

Lin Wu accepted the breakfast, casually rubbed Tang San's soft hair, and gave a merciless sneer.

"Taking a teacher? Yu Xiaogang? Him?"

His head pat made Tang San's pretty face flush. She obediently lowered her head and asked weakly:

"Brother Wu... is there something wrong with this Master?"

"More than something wrong. That Yu Xiaogang is a complete amateur!"

With his arms crossed, Lin Wu looked down at the delicate and lovely Tang San before him, his tone filled with disdain and dominance.

"A piece of trash who couldn't break through level thirty for over twenty years and can't even solve the flaws in his own martial soul—what could he possibly teach you?

Teach you how to cultivate a useless martial soul into a useless person? His so-called theories are nothing more than repackaged common knowledge."

At that, Lin Wu stepped forward and gently lifted Tang San's delicate chin with one finger.

His black eyes shone with unquestionable confidence and arrogance.

"Third Sister, listen to your brother. What future could you possibly have learning from that useless man? Learn from me from now on!"

"Learn from you...?"

With Lin Wu lifting her chin, Tang San's delicate body trembled slightly. Her cheeks reddened as she blinked blankly at the young man before her.

Lin Wu was not just talking big.

He possessed the foundation of a hundred-thousand-year Soft Bone Rabbit and the divine foundation of the Love God's inheritance. During those six years of warfare, he had unlocked a great deal of information contained within the inheritance.

In terms of understanding the essence of martial souls, controlling bodily force and close-quarters combat.

Even in his knowledge of god-level laws, which of those did not utterly crush a mere Great Soul Master like Yu Xiaogang?

Most importantly—this was Romance Continent!

Under the underlying laws of this world, where love was justice and love controlled the mind.

What teacher-student status? What Master's theories? Before overwhelming hormones and pounding hearts, all of it had to make way for love!

And Lin Wu just so happened to be the Love God's sole representative walking the world!

Sure enough, faced with Lin Wu's domineering, aggressive gesture of lifting her chin, Tang San was not angered in the slightest.

Instead, as she sensed the scorching masculine aura pouring off the young man at such close range.

Tang San's once-clear mind instantly went boom, and she fell completely under his spell.

Pink hearts once more burst like fireworks deep within the girl's watery black eyes!

Learn from Master?

Was Master as handsome as Brother Wu?

Was Master as strong as Brother Wu? Could Master pin her to the floor in one move and make her heart race?

Absolutely not! How could learning from Master possibly be better than learning from Brother Wu!