Xiao Wu

"Phew, phew, phew..." Lu Shiyuan panted heavily, both hands braced on his knees. Beads of sweat the size of soybeans ran down his newly developing muscles, dripping onto the ground and soaking into the soil.

After only three months of training, Lu Shiyuan's physique had improved by at least three times compared to when he had first awakened.

One had to know that he possessed Innate Full Soul Power. The tempering effect Soul Power had on a Soul Master's body was far superior to ordinary exercise.

In other words, although Lu Shiyuan was only six years old, his physical constitution was already three times that of an ordinary One-Ring Soul Master.

Of course, achieving such results required effort far beyond what ordinary people could imagine.

"Fei Yu, you're going too far!" Once his breathing had settled, Lu Shiyuan immediately voiced his protest.

Xiao Feiyu looked at him with a smile. "What, you can't keep going already?"

How could a man say he couldn't do it!

Lu Shiyuan screamed inwardly, though outwardly he acted more obedient than anyone.

He had no choice but to behave. The woman before him possessed terrifying strength proportional to her beauty.

Who would have thought that a young woman who looked barely in her twenties was actually a Titled Douluo?

Her Soul Power had even reached the terrifying rank of 97. At this point in time, she was stronger than Chen Xin, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Sword Douluo.

Compared to her, Tang Hao, who was hailed as the youngest Titled Douluo, was nothing but crap.

For the past three months, Lu Shiyuan had endured Xiao Feiyu's aura pressure for an hour every day.

At first, Xiao Feiyu had only used the aura of a Soul Grandmaster. Three months later, she had raised it to a level approaching that of a Soul King.

After that, he had to withstand the pounding water beneath a waterfall for an hour. If it were merely being battered by the waterfall, that would have been one thing, but Xiao Feiyu also required him to perform basic exercises under its pressure.

Only after completing all that could he eat breakfast. After breakfast, he had half an hour to rest, followed immediately by four full hours of meditation.

Then came lunch and a midday nap. Starting at two in the afternoon, Lu Shiyuan would be beaten up one-sidedly for two hours.

That was right—a little Soul Scholar without even a Soul Ring was getting beaten up one-sidedly by a nine-ring Titled Douluo.

If getting beaten up was barely acceptable, then what he experienced from four to six was something Lu Shiyuan did not even want to remember.

Xiao Feiyu's Martial Soul was lightning-based. During those two hours, she continuously used lightning to stimulate Lu Shiyuan's body, increasing the activity of his muscles and cells.

The results were genuinely excellent, and the pain was genuinely excruciating.

After dinner, Xiao Feiyu would also teach him practical combat techniques or answer questions he had encountered during that day's training.

His daily training time was at least twelve hours.

It was precisely through this hellish training, along with a special meditation method that was several times more efficient than ordinary cultivation techniques, that Lu Shiyuan's physique had improved so dramatically.

The Soul Power within his body was also steadily accumulating, only waiting for him to acquire a Soul Ring before erupting in explosive growth.

According to Lu Shiyuan's estimate, his current physique should have no problem absorbing a Thousand-Year Soul Ring. With the Soul Ring and the Soul Power accumulated in his body, he could at least be pushed to level 14.

After all, Tang San, who also possessed Innate Full Soul Power, had risen to level 13 after absorbing his first Soul Ring.

Tang San might have had the Mysterious Heaven Skill, but Lu Shiyuan had also gone through inhumane special training.

Another day of training ended, and Xiao Feiyu had already prepared dinner.

It had to be said that Xiao Feiyu was quite ruthless when she acted, but she also took impeccable care of Lu Shiyuan's daily life.

Beautiful, powerful, and possessing an irresistible mature, wifely charm—such a woman was enough to captivate anyone.

"Fei Yu, when are we going back to Notting City?" Lu Shiyuan asked indistinctly as he gnawed on a chicken leg.

After three months of training, his appetite had grown considerably as well.

Compared with Lu Shiyuan, Xiao Feiyu ate far more elegantly.

She wiped the corner of her mouth before saying softly, "We'll go back tomorrow."

"Great!" Lu Shiyuan was thrilled. The inhumane devil training was finally coming to an end. These three months of living worse than death had taught him that the path of cultivation was never easy.

Compared with other Soul Masters, he was already fortunate enough. At the very least, he did not need to worry about Soul Rings or Soul Bones, and he possessed cultivation techniques that surpassed the limitations of this era.

Xiao Feiyu shot him a look. "Has Little Yuan grown tired of spending time with your sister?"

Lu Shiyuan smiled awkwardly. After three months together, he had long understood Xiao Feiyu's personality.

She looked gentle and tender, like a devoted wife, but she had a mischievous side beneath that exterior.

Teasing a child who was only six years old—did your conscience really allow that?

After dinner, Lu Shiyuan patted his little belly in satisfaction. Xiao Feiyu's cooking was truly beyond reproach.

Just as he was about to praise her, he heard a rustling sound from the grass.

This was only the outskirts of the Star Dou Forest. With Xiao Feiyu protecting him, Lu Shiyuan was not worried about his safety.

A moment later, a bush shook twice, and a little girl with delicate features like a porcelain doll squeezed out from within it.

Lu Shiyuan focused his gaze and saw that crystal-clear drool already hung from the girl's mouth, while her bright pupils had practically turned into the shape of food.

Clearly, she had been drawn over by Xiao Feiyu's cooking.

"Wow, what is this? It smells so good!" The little girl sniffed with her tiny nose, and her saliva began secreting even faster.

The human world was so wonderful. There was actually something that smelled this good!

Before Lu Shiyuan could speak, Xiao Feiyu asked in surprise, "A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?"

The little girl, who had been drooling just moments ago, instantly went pale.

She had only just successfully taken human form, yet she had already run into a Soul Douluo?

She was dead, dead, dead! She had not even left the Star Dou Forest yet!

If she called for Da Ming and Er Ming here, could they make it in time?

Lu Shiyuan had originally found it strange that a little girl would appear inside the Star Dou Forest. With Xiao Feiyu's reminder, how could he not know who this little girl was?

Poor little rabbit. Being turned into a sword sheath was one thing, but she was also dragged out every so often to be resurrected.

What, you ask when she would be resurrected?

Naturally, whenever God King Tang was being criticized.

Looking at it that way, Xiao Wu was not only a sword sheath, but also an excellent shield and tool for shaping someone's image.

Lu Shiyuan had no particular thoughts because Xiao Wu was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. His Soul Rings and Soul Bones would be provided by the system anyway, and the Soft Bone Rabbit was not some high-level Soul Beast. The Soul Skills it provided were merely so-so.

That so-called Invincible Golden Body was fine for a laugh, but when facing truly powerful opponents, could a few extremely brief periods of invincibility really turn defeat into victory?

When facing opponents weaker than oneself, a skill like invincibility was useless in the first place.

Xiao Wu had already crouched on the ground, trembling all over. Having only just taken human form, she was merely a One-Ring Soul Master.

The look she gave Lu Shiyuan could not have been more pitiful. Her petite body trembled without stop, as though she had already foreseen her fate.

Yet, contrary to her expectations, Lu Shiyuan looked at Xiao Feiyu and asked, "Fei Yu, is there any food left?"

Xiao Feiyu did not think much of a mere Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast either. Hearing Lu Shiyuan's question, she nodded. "There's a little left. Shall I bring it over?"

"Mm. This little girl is about to starve herself senseless. If we don't give her something to eat, I'm afraid she'll start chewing on my shoes." Seeing Xiao Wu nearly sprawled on the ground, Lu Shiyuan could not help teasing her.