Tang San's Road to Becoming a Gambling Degenerate!
"Let's end this, Third Brother."
Xiao Wu looked cold as she shook off the hand Tang San reached toward her.
"Although I really hate to let go of this relationship, Brother Sun can give me a better life."
Tang San shakily took out a handmade wooden comb.
"Stop messing around, Xiao Wu. Look, your hair's all mussed up. Let your Third Brother comb it for you."
More disgust crept onto Xiao Wu's face.
"No need. Sun Shan will help me."
"Besides, we've already..."
At this point, Xiao Wu suddenly gave a sweet, bashful smile.
A trace of a mature woman's allure showed in her eyes and brows.
"No, impossible. This isn't real. How could this happen!"
Tang San couldn't believe it.
Suddenly, Sun Shan's figure appeared.
"Tang San, take a guess. While you were working hard at cultivating, what was I working hard at doing?"
"That's right, something you'll never get!"
Sun Shan held Xiao Wu's hand, and the two gradually walked away, chatting and laughing together. It was a very sweet scene.
Tang San wept loudly, his voice hoarse from screaming.
"Today my hands tremble, today my heart aches. Why has it come to this?"
"I've lived two lives and given everything, yet I can't get even a little of the love I want... Heaven, why must you humiliate me like this?"
"What did I do wrong? Xiao Wu... Xiao Wu, I... I... I... I really love you so much. Why are you treating me like this? Waaah!!!"
"No, don't go! Don't abandon me!"
Tang San roared as he woke with a start from his dream.
Sweat and tears had long since soaked the pale bedsheet.
"Whew, thank goodness it was only a dream. I can't keep going on like this. I have to work harder."
"I'm going to give Xiao Wu a better future!"
After experiencing Sun Shan flirting with Xiao Wu right in front of him, like a husband forced to watch his wife being taken.
Tang San often had nightmares like this.
It made his need to improve his strength all the more urgent.
After saying goodbye to Grandmaster and Xiao Wu.
Tang San immediately entered seclusion for grueling cultivation.
After three months of arduous cultivation, Tang San's Soul Power had reached level 26.
To possess such cultivation at his age.
Surely, even across the entire Douluo Continent, people like him were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.
Pride welled up in Tang San's heart.
In a cheerful mood, he wanted to find Xiao Wu and show off a little.
On the way, he spotted three people lying in the shade of a tree.
They were leisurely sunbathing.
A trace of disdain immediately rose in his heart, and adhering to the view that those who dared not stir up trouble were mediocrities.
Tang San shook his head and mocked them.
"So young, yet already this idle. How will you ever become Titled Douluo? Hopeless, utterly hopeless."
The people in the lounge chairs opened their eyes and glanced at Tang San, their expressions saying, who the fuck are you?
The trio sprang to their feet and sneered.
"Which museum did this museum-worthy idiot escape from? What an old fossil!"
"Brothers, release your Martial Souls!"
"Yellow, yellow, purple. Level 31 Power Attack System Beast Martial Soul!"
"Round-headed Octogenarian: ha!"
"Yellow, yellow. Level 28 Control System Beast Martial Soul!"
"Belly-clutching Milk Frog: Andy, hola, ganbatte!"
"Yellow, yellow. Level 28 Food System Beast Martial Soul!"
"Chubby Yellow-skinned Kangaroo: your bargain group meal is here!"
The trash trio all released their Martial Souls and demonstrated their respective Soul Skills while they were at it.
"Kid, what the fuck is your cultivation? Show us!"
The blond leader spoke with a mocking look.
"..." Tang San was numb.
Was this a joke? Any random person here actually had Soul Power cultivation far beyond his?!
And they weren't much older than him, either.
He had only spent a few months cultivating in seclusion. What on earth had happened to this world?
Was their cultivation speed reasonable?
Turn off the cheats. This was no fun.
Tang San's voice trembled a little.
"How exactly did you do it? How is your cultivation speed so fast!"
"Cultivation?"
All three burst out laughing, as though they had seen an idiot.
"What age are we living in? You're still using traditional cultivation methods!"
"The strongest cultivation method in the universe is going all in in the Stock Realm. Going all in is a kind of wisdom, understand?"
"There's no future in diligently cultivating!"
Seeing Tang San's utter astonishment, the trio felt quite pleased.
"Heh, the whimpering of a beaten dog by the roadside really is music to the ears!"
With that, they left without looking back.
Most of the joy from his cultivation breakthrough dissipated.
Tang San arrived at Xiao Wu's door with a heavy heart.
Bang, bang, bang!
"Xiao Wu, open up. It's your Third Brother."
The door opened.
Xiao Wu wore pink bunny pajamas and held a rabbit-bear plushie, looking bleary-eyed.
"Level 29!" Tang San's expression changed in shock.
They hadn't seen each other for a few months, and Xiao Wu's cultivation had actually far surpassed his!
Tang San was both ashamed and angry.
He was ashamed because he had once boasted that he would protect Xiao Wu.
Now Xiao Wu's Soul Power was far ahead of his. What could he possibly protect her with?
It was simply too humiliating.
Secondly, Tang San believed it didn't matter whether a woman was smart or strong, as long as her man was smart and strong.
Yet now Xiao Wu had left him behind, leaving the man weak and the woman strong.
This did not conform to the Rites of Zhou!
Tang San's male chauvinism erupted in full.
As for his anger, it was because Xiao Wu was actually still holding the gift that man had given her.
After the two had previously had a huge argument over it.
Xiao Wu had said she had thrown the thing away.
But she had been using it in secret instead, and loved it so much that she even held it while sleeping.
A cold breeze blew in from outside.
Xiao Wu woke up a little more and grew flustered when she noticed Tang San's angry gaze.
Hastily hiding the rabbit-bear plushie behind her back, Xiao Wu lowered her head and murmured.
"I'm sorry, Third Brother. I lied to you. I love this so much, so..."
The anger filling Tang San's chest erupted completely.
The two, who hadn't seen each other in so long, immediately had another huge argument.
After a long while, Tang San slowly calmed down.
Realizing he had done something wrong, Tang San felt very guilty.
"I'm sorry, Xiao Wu. I got too worked up, but it's because I'm so afraid of losing you. That Sun Shan isn't a good person."
"We can't accept his things!"
"Mm, mm, I understand," Xiao Wu said, her eyes red as she turned away to wipe the tears from their corners.
On the surface, their relationship returned to harmony.
In reality, a crack in their feelings was growing ever deeper.
Tang San felt Xiao Wu had changed, becoming somewhat materialistic and no longer obedient enough.
Xiao Wu, meanwhile, felt that the Third Brother who had once indulged her in everything, who had always been confident in whatever he did, steady and sure of himself.
Had somehow turned into such a petty, ill-tempered maniac.
With Xiao Wu's explanation.
Tang San gradually came to understand everything.
It turned out that during his seclusion, the Stock Realm had essentially spread to the entire population.
Every Soul Master would open a Stock Realm account and begin trading as soon as they awakened their Martial Soul.
Ordinary Soul Masters cultivated hard for months to gain a slight increase in Soul Power.
Some people, however, stumbled into dumb luck, bought "monster stocks," and caught several consecutive limit-ups.
After cashing out their profits, their Soul Power immediately soared.
And Xiao Wu had simply been lucky, catching a few limit-ups.
"It sounds like a casino." Yet Tang San's eyes lit up at what he heard.
Making bets with people was what he did best...
Tang San pondered to himself.
Since those three idiots on the road and even Xiao Wu, who was so adorably ditzy, could make money.
"Then what about someone as outstanding as me?" Tang San's gaze sharpened.
"I'll definitely make a killing!"