Xiao Wu's Misunderstanding, Grandmaster Stunned Dumb

Xiao Wu, my weapon spirit is the Coiling Dragon Staff!

Could it be that I was reincarnated from a fire poker?!

But Xiao Wu clearly did not see it that way. Couldn't a weapon spirit also be a Soul Beast Transformation?

No, no, no. Her brother could conjure Soul Rings out of thin air—that was ironclad proof of a Soul Beast Transformation!

The Coiling Dragon Staff spirit was merely his disguise. There was no way she could be wrong!

"Brother, don't worry. I won't tell anyone your secret."

"Actually, it would've been great if I'd met you earlier. At least I could've learned your method. Otherwise, I'd still be at risk of being exposed."

Ye Hua nearly collapsed. His mind raced, but he still could not think of an explanation. He could not exactly lay the system bare, could he?

What was more... with Xiao Wu pressing him down in this position, he truly could not focus on thinking.

The collar of her pajamas had loosened slightly from the tackle. A few loose strands of hair draped across his face, tickling him as they brushed past, carrying her distinctive scent.

Their chests were pressed tightly together, their legs tangled up, and their faces were less than half an inch apart. Xiao Wu's heavy breaths struck his lips.

If they had not still been wearing clothes, Ye Hua might not have been able to restrain himself from doing something he would regret!

[ Ding— ]

[ Xiao Wu's Rescue Progress +10% ]

[ Current Rescue Progress: 65% ]

[ Rescue Progress has exceeded 60%. Stage reward issued: Bond Chain with Xiao Wu ]

[ Establish Soul Power Resonance with Xiao Wu. When Xiao Wu cultivates, the host will simultaneously gain Soul Power. ]

[ The next stage reward will unlock when Rescue Progress reaches 90%. ]

Ye Hua's eyes lit up, and all his previous frustration vanished!

The system was so considerate. He could gain Soul Power without putting in any effort!

If that was the case, then perhaps there was no need to clear up the misunderstanding...

Xiao Wu lay on Ye Hua's chest. Her breathing gradually steadied, but her reddened eyes still sparkled like those of a rabbit that had finally found its own kind.

"Brother," Xiao Wu buried her face in his chest, her voice muffled, "I won't have to be scared alone anymore."

Ye Hua's heart softened. He reached out and rubbed her hair reassuringly. "What are you afraid of? If the sky falls, your brother will hold it up."

Xiao Wu said nothing more and merely buried her face deeper. It was a long while before her breathing finally became completely steady.

Ye Hua looked down and realized that Xiao Wu had already fallen asleep.

Helpless, Ye Hua could only carefully carry her back to her room, tuck her into bed, and pull the covers snugly around her.

Moonlight filtered through the window lattice and fell across Xiao Wu's face. She looked peaceful in sleep, her eyelashes trembling slightly, a smile still lingering at the corners of her lips.

Ye Hua left the room and gently closed the door.

He knew that the real show would begin tomorrow.

The next morning.

Notting Junior Soul Master Academy, Grandmaster's office.

Yu Xiaogang sat in his chair. The bruises on his face had not completely faded, but he was surprisingly spirited.

Tang San sat beside him. With Grandmaster's healing medicine and the Mysterious Heaven Technique, most of his injuries had healed. His eyes gleamed with barely contained excitement.

"Teacher, what you said... is it true?"

Yu Xiaogang stroked his chin, smiling inscrutably.

"Xiao San, when has your teacher ever lied to you?"

"Last night, one of my old friends made a move."

As he said this, he deliberately straightened his back. There was a hint of pride beneath his casual tone, as if that old friend were not his peer but a servant at his beck and call.

Tang San's breathing quickened. "How strong is that senior?"

"Strength?" Yu Xiaogang gave a disdainful smile and held up nine fingers. "This number."

Tang San's pupils shrank sharply. "Nine... nine rings?!"

"A Title Douluo!" Yu Xiaogang declared each word with certainty. "Xiao San, your teacher has spent many years in the Soul Master world. I do have some connections."

"Quite a few Soul Saints and Soul Emperors are old friends of mine. I even know one or two Title Douluos!"

"That Ye Hua relied on his Innate Full Soul Power to humiliate you time and again. I saw it with my own eyes and ached for you. Last night, I wrote a letter and asked that old friend to take action!"

"By now, Ye Hua is already dead!"

Tang San's entire body trembled.

There were many holes in Grandmaster's words, but he did not care!

With nearly forty years of life experience across two lifetimes, along with the Purple-Gold Demon Eye, how could he fail to see through people's hearts?

Though Grandmaster's words contained plenty of exaggeration, his confidence was beyond doubt. A Title Douluo had truly acted, and Ye Hua was truly dead!

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Good that he's dead! Good that he's dead!"

His wild joy erupted like a volcano, making his head buzz!

That bastard who had broken his limbs, taken his Soul Ring, and stolen his woman was finally dead!

"Teacher!!!"

Tang San dropped to his knees with a thud, his voice choked with emotion. "I will never forget your great kindness!"

Yu Xiaogang reached out to help him up, the smile on his face growing ever more benevolent. "Good disciple, get up quickly."

"Your teacher told you before: you are my disciple. Whoever dares touch you is touching the apple of my eye."

"Ye Hua did not know his place. He deserved to die."

Tang San nodded forcefully, feeling as though the huge stone weighing on his heart had finally been lifted.

From this day onward, no one would be able to block his path again!

Xiao Wu would ultimately be his!

"Let's go." Yu Xiaogang rose and straightened his robes. "To the classroom. Starting today, you will be Notting Academy's only genius."

"I will persuade Director Su and the dean to direct all resources toward you, ensuring that you become a Great Soul Master above level twenty-five before graduation."

"Even if your first Soul Ring foundation was not properly laid, I will certainly find you the very best second Soul Ring!"

Tang San nodded repeatedly, head held high as he followed Yu Xiaogang out of the office.

Sunlight spilled across the corridor, warm and bright. Tang San took a deep breath and felt that even the air was sweet.

He could practically see it already: Xiao Wu learning of Ye Hua's death and being heartbroken, only for Tang San to appear at the perfect moment, comfort her gently, and finally win the beauty's heart.

Wonderful!

Simply wonderful!

However—

"Grandmaster, classmate Tang San~~"

"Long time no see!"

Yu Xiaogang and Tang San both went rigid at once.

A figure slowly rounded the corner of the corridor, holding a steaming loaf of bread and chewing with obvious relish.

Tang San's raised foot froze in midair.

Yu Xiaogang's smile completely froze.

Master and disciple looked like two weathered statues.

Ye Hua took a bite of his bread and tilted his head at them, looking as innocent as could be. "What's with you two? Seen a ghost?"

Tang San's lips trembled, and his eyeballs nearly popped out of their sockets.

He stiffly turned his head toward Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang's expression was even more spectacular. In an instant, his face turned the color of pig liver.

"T-Teacher..." Tang San's voice shook. "Didn't you say he was dead?"

Hearing Tang San's question, Yu Xiaogang's eyes went blank and his mind turned empty.

That was not right!

He had clearly lured Tang Hao over there last night!

How could a twelve-year-old child possibly survive after the Clear Sky Douluo personally made a move?!

Had Tang Hao not gone?

Or had he gone but failed?

Impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

That was a level ninety-five Title Douluo!

Across the entire continent, there were only a handful of people who could stop him!

"Y-You! Are you a human or a ghost?!"

Ye Hua stuffed the last bite of bread into his mouth and looked at him with a smile.

"Of course I'm human. Is Grandmaster very disappointed?"

"Hmm, let me guess. You must have just said that you hired someone to kill me."

"Then that person told you I'd already been chopped into eight pieces."

Yu Xiaogang's expression changed drastically, all color draining from his face.

"Come, come." Ye Hua leaned close to his ear and used Soul Power to block Tang San out. "Let me guess. The person you hired, was his surname Tang?"

Yu Xiaogang's pupils shook.

"Was he level ninety-five?"

Yu Xiaogang began to tremble.

"Was he—"

Ye Hua sneered. "The Clear Sky Douluo, Tang Hao?"

Yu Xiaogang staggered, nearly falling over.

He finally realized a fact that sent chills down his spine—

Tang Hao had not failed to act. He had acted and still failed to kill Ye Hua!

Judging by Ye Hua's tone, Tang Hao might even have suffered badly!

Just who was this boy?!

But Ye Hua did not give him time to think any further.

"Fuck you!"

The Coiling Dragon Staff struck!

The dark-gold staff flashed beneath the sunlight, moving so quickly it left afterimages as it struck Yu Xiaogang squarely in the chest!

Crack—

The crisp sound of breaking ribs exploded through the corridor!

Yu Xiaogang flew backward like a kite with its string cut, smashing heavily into the wall before bouncing down onto the floor!

Blood sprayed everywhere. It was impossible to tell whether he was dead or alive!!!