Yes.
At that very moment.
The illustrious "Grandmaster" Yu Xiaogang had truly become the "Big Wet One."
He had literally wet himself in terror from a nightmare.
And as he watched the scene.
Yao Xuan smiled as he recorded it with the Recording Soul Tool.
Once this recording was made public.
Who knew just how spectacular the expression on Yu Xiaogang's face would be?
"That's disgusting! Brother Xuan, let's get out of here!"
As for Gu Yuena, she pinched her nose, a look of disdain on her face.
"All right, let's go."
Yao Xuan smiled, tucked the Recording Soul Tool into his robes, and waved his hand.
The two returned to their room.
In the blink of an eye, it was the next morning.
Yu Xiaogang slowly opened his eyes, terror still lingering in them.
Although he was awake, last night's dream had been so real, so vivid.
Even that horrifying pain remained fresh in Yu Xiaogang's memory, refusing to fade for a long, long time.
"Thank goodness it was just a dream. I didn't actually become a eunuch. Whew, whew!"
Then Yu Xiaogang hurriedly checked between his legs. Finding that thing still there, he could not help letting out a long sigh of relief.
And once he recovered from his terror.
Yu Xiaogang suddenly noticed that his formerly white bedsheet was now soaking wet, with a round yellow urine stain on it.
"I... I wet the bed? How embarrassing! Thank goodness nobody saw any of this!"
At the sight.
Yu Xiaogang's face instantly flushed red, and he felt utterly ashamed.
Of course, alongside his shame, he also felt a sliver of relief.
After all, he was the only person who knew he had wet the bed.
As long as he let the secret rot in his belly and told no one, it would be as though nothing had happened.
Otherwise, if even one other person found out.
He would lose every shred of dignity and become the laughingstock of the entire Nuoding Academy.
At that thought, Yu Xiaogang let out another long sigh of relief, thankful he had not had Tang San live with him.
And amid his relief, Yu Xiaogang hurriedly lit a fire.
He burned his trousers and bedding to ashes, destroying every trace of evidence.
Then he took a bath before heading back toward Nuoding Academy's teaching area.
Soon, however, he realized something was wrong.
"Holy crap, this Yu Xiaogang is already in his forties or fifties, and he still wets the bed! That's hilarious!"
"Exactly, he's just like a newborn baby. I say we call him Grandmaster from now on—call him the 'Big Wet One'!"
"Hahaha, genius idea! I just wonder who got hold of a recording Soul Tool and even put it in the Big Wet One's house!"
The students along the way were all talking.
And every word seemed to concern what had happened to him last night.
"Th-this is impossible! How do they know I wet the bed?"
Faintly overhearing the students' discussions, Yu Xiaogang's face filled with shock and disbelief.
Instinctively, he tugged at his hood, trying to hide his face so no one would recognize him.
But soon, several sharp-eyed Nuoding Academy students spotted Yu Xiaogang wriggling and crawling along the base of the wall, afraid to show his face.
"Look, our Big Wet One is here!"
"Hahaha, look at him! Even he knows he should be ashamed. He can't bear to face anyone!"
"Welcome, welcome! A warm welcome to the pants-wetting Big Wet One!"
Soon, a crowd of students gathered around.
They surrounded Yu Xiaogang and began mercilessly mocking him.
Listening to the students, Yu Xiaogang felt too ashamed to show his face.
He wished a crack would open in the ground so he could crawl into it at once.
"How... how did you find out?"
Yu Xiaogang covered his face as he asked.
"Big Wet One, you never saw this coming, did you?"
"When we came to class this morning, there was a very special Soul Tool on the lectern in every classroom."
"And it was playing footage of you wetting the bed! Hahahaha!"
"I reckon every teacher and student in Nuoding Academy probably knows you're a genuine Big Wet One by now! Hahahaha!"
At Yu Xiaogang's question, an outspoken student explained, his face full of mockery.
"Who? Who on earth was it!?"
Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang clenched his jaw, his teeth grinding audibly, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
But there was nothing he could do.
Just as the students surrounded Yu Xiaogang and continued mocking him.
The bell suddenly rang for class.
Only then did the students who had hemmed Yu Xiaogang in scatter.
They left Yu Xiaogang alone, a disheveled mess in the breeze, weeping with his face turned skyward.
This time, he had probably become thoroughly famous throughout Nuoding Academy, and thoroughly cemented his title as the "Big Wet One."
Thinking this, Yu Xiaogang lowered his head and made his way to the small hill behind Nuoding Academy.
That was where he and Tang San had agreed to train.
"Teacher, are you all right?"
Seeing Yu Xiaogang approach, Tang San hurried over to greet him, though his gaze was somewhat peculiar as he looked at Yu Xiaogang.
"Little San, you... you know too?"
Seeing Tang San's expression, Yu Xiaogang's gaze grew somewhat shifty and evasive as he asked for confirmation.
"Yes. When I got up to exercise this morning, they were already watching it there."
"I did my best to snatch away a few of the recording Soul Tools, but there were simply too many. The other students still saw it."
"Teacher, I really don't know who could be so wicked, targeting you like this. How despicable! They've already given themselves cause to die!"
Hearing Yu Xiaogang's question, Tang San nodded and continued.
"Thank you so much, Little San! I hope you won't look down on your teacher!"
At his words, Yu Xiaogang thanked him repeatedly, then sighed.
"Master, don't worry. I told you long ago: a teacher for a day is a father for life."
"Master, even though you're unwell, you still put your heart and soul into guiding me. I can't thank you enough. How could I look down on you?"
Hearing Yu Xiaogang's words, Tang San hurriedly replied.
"Little San, you really do treat your teacher well! Now, let's begin training and prepare for Soul Hunting in a month."
"Once your control over your Martial Soul and Soul Power improves further, I'll take you to the Soul Beast Forest for Soul Hunting."
"By then, after you become a Soul Master and your strength advances further, defeating that Xiao Wu will be as easy as turning your hand."
Looking at Tang San, Yu Xiaogang felt hope return to his heart.
At least Tang San still trusted and respected him.
And once he trained Tang San into a powerhouse.
He would surely be able to prove himself once and for all. When that happened, who would dare call him the "Big Wet One"?
It was merely a little wind and frost!
At that thought, Yu Xiaogang's spirits rose again.
"Oh, they're going Soul Hunting in a month?"
"Excellent, excellent. I can deliver this second grand gift too!"
"A Mandala Snake? That doesn't suit Tang San at all. I might as well... give him a Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo as his Soul Ring!"
Meanwhile.
Yao Xuan, who was observing with his Divine Sense, smiled as an idea came to him.
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