Yu Xiaogang: I Came for Her Body

"Seriously, Cousin? You can even make your own Soul Ring?"

Xiao Wu blinked her big eyes, secretly laughing to herself.

Cousin's so good at making things up. That excuse almost fooled even me. He really is a senior!

Huo Yuhao raised an eyebrow.

"Not only can I make one, it works pretty well too. Watch."

As he spoke, a faint golden light shone in his eyes, and his First Soul Ring lit up.

Spiritual Detection. Spiritual Sharing. Activate.

As he used his Soul Skills, an invisible ripple spread out from him, linking Tang Sanmei and Xiao Wu.

"Ah!"

The two girls cried out at the same time, their bodies trembling slightly.

To their astonishment, the way they saw the world had changed.

Even without turning around, they could see everything within ten meters as though a three-dimensional image had appeared in their minds.

A spiderweb in the corner, a tiny bug beneath the stove, even the fine dust floating in the air...

They could see it all clearly, a full three hundred and sixty degrees without a single blind spot.

Every movement around them seemed to slow in their perception, its path suddenly clear.

"What... what kind of ability is this?"

Xiao Wu covered her mouth in shock. Even as a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, she had never experienced perception like this.

Tang Sanmei stood rooted to the spot.

As the most outstanding genius of the Tang Sect's outer branch in her previous life, she knew exactly what keen perception meant to a user of Hidden Weapons.

She had trained her Purple Demon Eye day after day precisely so she could spot her enemies' openings in battle.

But now, beside Huo Yuhao's Soul Skill, the Purple Demon Eye she had once taken such pride in could not catch up even if it flattered it like a horse.

With this view, she could throw Hidden Weapons without even aiming with her eyes and still hit the mark every time.

"A divine skill! This is a divine skill!"

Tang Sanmei's little face flushed with excitement.

"Senior Brother! With this divine skill supporting us, the Tang Sect's Hidden Weapons will be invincible on this continent! My eyes have truly been opened today!"

What about her earlier hurt and distress?

Don't be ridiculous.

If her First Soul Skill could be like this, she would gladly absorb a one-year Soul Ring.

Huo Yuhao said nothing and withdrew his Martial Soul.

But the wave of Spiritual Detection still in effect expanded outward just a little, sweeping over Tang Hao, who stood in the courtyard.

"What the hell? Qian Daoliu!"

Tang Hao shuddered without warning, every muscle in his body going taut.

For an instant, he had felt as if someone had stripped him naked and thrown him into the street.

In his entire life, he had only felt anything like it from Spirit Hall's level-ninety-nine Great Enshrined.

Did Spirit Hall follow the scent all the way to Nuoding City to hunt us down?

At the thought, Tang Hao pressed himself against the base of the wall and carefully searched his surroundings, hardly daring to breathe.

But when he looked around, there was nothing nearby except a few birds calling. Not even a ghostly shadow.

Let alone Qian Daoliu.

Tang Hao swallowed uneasily and was just about to breathe a sigh of relief.

Suddenly!

Bang, bang, bang!

"What the hell!"

Tang Hao's breath caught, and he jumped straight up.

It's over! That old bastard Qian Daoliu actually came knocking? Why is he so polite?

Cold sweat coated Tang Hao's palms. His heart felt ready to leap out of his throat.

He drew a deep breath, a flash of resolve crossing his eyes.

Even if I die, I'll hold you off long enough for Sanmei to escape!

With a roar, Tang Hao yanked open the blacksmith shop's door, his blood surging as he prepared for the battle ahead.

"Qian Daoliu, you old bastard! Die... huh?"

The door swung wide, and Tang Hao froze, still brimming with murderous intent.

The person outside was not Spirit Hall's Great Enshrined at all.

It was a middle-aged man with his hands behind his back, his bruised and swollen face not yet fully healed.

The door flying open and Tang Hao's expression startled Yu Xiaogang, but he quickly steadied himself.

He looked Tang Hao over. The man seemed familiar, but Yu Xiaogang could not remember where he had seen him.

No matter. Maybe this hot-tempered blacksmith just reminds me of someone I used to know.

Yu Xiaogang cleared his throat. Without another glance at Tang Hao, he called straight into the courtyard.

"Tang Sanmei, I went to a great deal of trouble asking around half of Nuoding City, but I finally found where you live."

At the sound of his voice, Huo Yuhao and the two girls poked their heads out of the house.

"He's..."

Tang Sanmei frowned, resting a hand on her chin as she thought.

"...from the academy..."

Xiao Wu scratched her head. She was sure she had seen him at the academy.

"...Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang."

Huo Yuhao nodded with certainty.

"Tang Sanmei, I've come to see you."

The moment Yu Xiaogang saw the three of them, he raised a hand and greeted them happily.

But he had overlooked Tang Hao standing beside him.

After his mind went briefly blank, Tang Hao's fear of Qian Daoliu and his resolve to face him turned straight into rage.

"You... asked around half of Nuoding City..."

Tang Hao's voice was tightly restrained, each word squeezed through his teeth. Veins bulged across his forehead.

"Just to find out where my precious daughter lives?"

I was sweating cold all over because I thought Qian Daoliu was here. I thought my whole family would die today.

Then I open the door, and it's some old bachelor who's come to harass my daughter!

As a thoroughly devoted father, Tang Hao could not stop all sorts of scenes from springing to mind.

"That's right."

Yu Xiaogang lifted his chin, completely unaware of how serious things had become.

"Your daughter is a genius who appears once in a century. Staying with you in a blacksmith shop will only bury her talent! Only I can—"

"You fucking pervert! You're after a little girl!"

Tang Hao exploded.

He did not give Yu Xiaogang a chance to finish. He swung a fist the size of a sandbag straight at the bridge of his nose.

"Ah!"

Yu Xiaogang let out a shrill scream and spun a full three hundred and sixty degrees through the air before landing outside the courtyard.

Blood sprayed from both nostrils like twin fountains.

"You... you crude brute!"

Clutching his broken nose, Yu Xiaogang lay on the ground and wailed.

"What would someone without even a scrap of Soul Power know? Do you have any idea who I am? Only by following me can your daughter—"

"Follow you for what? You old pervert, how dare you set your sights on my daughter!"

Tang Hao's eyes turned bloodshot. He strode forward and kicked Yu Xiaogang in the face.

"Wait... wait... I came... for her... body!"

Yu Xiaogang could only hold his hands over his face as he was kicked, dodging, wailing, and trying to explain all at once.

"What!"

Tang Hao grew even angrier.

"You came for her body!"

He had only meant to beat the old lecher to vent his anger, but at those words, Tang Hao's eyes instantly turned scarlet.