Luck Hypothesis

"Teacher Li was just thanking you a moment ago?"

"What was that saying again? Speak of Han Tao, and Han Tao appears."

The atmosphere in the principal's office was cheerful. After casually chatting with them about everyday matters, Han Tao got straight to the point.

"Where's Master? Have you seen Yu Xiaogang?"

At the mention of this name, Principal Su's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.

Clearly, he had a terrible impression of this so-called "Master."

"He took on a disciple a few years ago. I think his name was Tang... something. He's a work-study student."

"Ah, you know me. My memory isn't very good."

"He's been teaching his disciple recently. You can find him in the office."

Principal Su said this indifferently, then turned his back and paid Han Tao no further attention.

The meaning was obvious: he was telling Han Tao to leave.

After thanking him, Han Tao once again bowed to Principal Su like a student should, then left the principal's office.

This so-called "honorary teacher's" office was actually a public area, but Yu Xiaogang had occupied it.

Han Tao saw Yu Xiaogang again. He looked like a middle-aged man, chin raised and radiating arrogance, as though he didn't regard anyone else.

"Teacher Yu Xiaogang, I heard that your theoretical research on soul masters is extremely profound?"

Hearing Han Tao's flattery, Yu Xiaogang felt somewhat pleased, but he merely nodded without changing his expression.

"May I ask you something? When a soul master faces a bottleneck in Soul Power Level, which field should they begin with?"

Yu Xiaogang's heart tightened, but his expression remained unchanged as he replied:

"There is no place to begin. Innate Soul Power determines the upper limit of one's Soul Power Level. If your Innate Soul Power is low, I suggest you give up on such unrealistic ideas."

Yu Xiaogang's answer was extremely confident. Clearly, he believed his theories could not be wrong.

"Then, Master Yu Xiaogang, have you ever cultivated a Secret Method for increasing Mental Power?"

After saying this, Han Tao studied Yu Xiaogang's expression, trying to spot a trace of a clue in his eyes.

"A Secret Method for Mental Power? I don't understand what you're talking about."

His answer was still bland and incomparably arrogant.

"All right. Thank you for your time, Master."

After perfunctorily exchanging a few more words, Han Tao left the "honorary teacher's" office.

His conversation with Master had seemed simple, but Han Tao had obtained quite a bit of crucial information.

Judging from Yu Xiaogang's manner and expression, he most likely had never cultivated a Secret Method for Mental Power.

Why had he asked about this? If Yu Xiaogang had cultivated a Secret Method for Mental Power but still failed to break through, then it could be ruled out that Mental Power affected bottlenecks in Soul Power Level.

From there, Han Tao could infer that neither Spirit Hall nor the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan possessed cultivation methods related to Mental Power.

If Spirit Hall and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had Secret Methods for Mental Power, those two odd love-struck fools, Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong, would definitely have taught them to Yu Xiaogang.

"Yu Xiaogang doesn't know any body-tempering cultivation method!"

This had already been shown in the original story. He only made his disciples run to train, so the answer was obvious.

However, judging from the muscles visible on Yu Xiaogang's body, Han Tao discovered that Yu Xiaogang's Physique Attribute was far beyond that of an ordinary Soul Grandmaster.

"Could it be that Luo Sanpao's Growth Base is extremely high, no weaker than the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?"

If this assumption held true, what would it mean? Yu Xiaogang's Physique, Soul Power, and Mental Power were all far beyond those of soul masters at the same level, yet he still couldn't break through Level 29.

That meant these three basic attributes were not restrictions on breaking through Soul Power Level.

Han Tao didn't dare insult Master, because he wasn't certain whether what he said today would be reported to Bibi Dong's desk tomorrow.

Even more than that, Han Tao didn't dare do anything harmful to Tang San at this point.

As the protagonist of Douluo Continent, Tang San possessed incredibly powerful Fortune.

Great Fortune. Great Fortune. Did you know what that meant?

As long as you acted against someone with Great Fortune, Fortune would retaliate against you.

Those minor characters who lacked sufficient strength and schemes, yet still dared to seize the protagonist's opportunities, probably wouldn't survive two chapters.

Shi Nian was several major stages above Tang San, yet wasn't he still killed instantly by the King of Hell's Decree?

The Life and Death Arena of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger had even rewound a living being's existence. Could a mere broken Hidden Weapon really not be rewound? Han Tao refused to believe Fortune had played no part in it.

At first, Han Tao hadn't believed Fortune existed either, but reality had already given him an answer.

From far away, he had heard the sound of the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer twice and gained some comprehension of Acupoints.

That couldn't have entangled him in cause and effect, could it?

It seemed entirely impossible for it to entangle him in cause and effect, but what happened afterward?

Afterward, when Han Tao was hunting for a Soul Ring, a Blue Silver Grass that was more than four hundred years old happened to appear.

At Level 10, Han Tao had only 3.1 points of physical strength. What could he possibly use to absorb a four-hundred-year Soul Ring?

Therefore, as a supporting character, a minor figure, one had to be extremely, extremely cautious when seeking the opportunities of important figures.

One had to conceal oneself, plan for every possibility, and then strike decisively. One absolutely couldn't give the enemy time to resist.

One couldn't give fate time to resist, either.

Back to the matter at hand.

Han Tao bought several iron farming tools in Notting City and gave them to the old village chief of Holy Soul Village as repayment for everything the old man had done for him.

He had a meal with Big Brother Xiao Chenyu, then returned to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

"Han Tao!"

The Guard at the entrance to the Sect recognized Han Tao. He had a deep impression of him—the miserable little boy from last year who had brought his burning enthusiasm to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to Visit Mountain.

But who could have expected that, after one year, Han Tao's appearance and status would undergo such earth-shaking changes?

"A lot happened after you left. I heard that, in a couple of days, the imperial family of the Heaven Dou Empire is coming to visit the Sect."

"Oh?"

Han Tao truly hadn't known about this. However, when the Heaven Dou Empire was mentioned, he couldn't help thinking of that young man who had such a deep understanding of the Sect's rules: Xue Feng.

"That's right. The empire and the Sect will reach some kind of cooperation this time. You may not know this since you just arrived, but a large portion of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's funds comes from cooperation with the Heaven Dou Empire."

The Guard chattered on as he explained everything to Han Tao.

"I heard an important figure is coming this time!"

"Who?" Han Tao asked.

"The First Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, the future heir—Xue Qinghe."

Han Tao nodded. This really was an extraordinary important figure.

According to the Guard, Xue Qinghe and Ning Fengzhi currently had no connection. It seemed that their future master-disciple relationship would be established through this cooperation between the empire and the Sect.

"Huh?" Han Tao suddenly thought of something and seemed to find it amusing.

After Visit Mountain last year, Han Tao had stayed in the Sect.

Although Ning Fengzhi had never explicitly said that he was accepting Han Tao as his disciple, everyone in the Sect treated Han Tao as the Sect Master's disciple.

"When Xue Qinghe comes to become his disciple this time, he might even have to call me Senior Brother!"

With a smile on his face, Han Tao plunged headfirst into the Library Pavilion and began studying new theories.

He had fallen behind in his studies after taking so many days off. If he didn't work harder, he would have to rely on the Hall Guardian Elder's efforts.

And if the Hall Guardian Elder refused to make the effort, he could only enter the Little Black Room and sing "Tears Behind Bars" with Ning Tian.