Douluo Continent: Simulating Douluo Dalu III, Exclusively Trapping Tang San

Gong Yu thought it over. Forget it. I'll help you ask for the money!

Then Gong Yu said to Xiao Wu, "Ten Gold Soul Coins. Liu Long said he wanted ten Gold Soul Coins."

Liu Long jumped. He had clearly said ten Silver Soul Coins, but by the time Gong Yu repeated it, the amount had become ten Gold Soul Coins. He immediately tried to correct him. "I said ten-"

Gong Yu cut Liu Long off at once and said to Xiao Wu, "See? Liu Long said 'ten.' That means ten Gold Soul Coins."

Xiao Wu was utterly speechless, but Tang San said, "Fine, I'll pay the ten Gold Soul Coins. But I don't have that much money right now. You'll have to give me a deadline."

Liu Long and Xiao Chenyu both froze at Tang San's response.

Liu Long was thinking that the other party was actually willing to pay ten Gold Soul Coins. Those were ten Gold Soul Coins-the income an ordinary person earned over several years.

Xiao Chenyu, meanwhile, was thinking that he had learned something today. This trick of catching a white wolf bare-handed was brilliant, and it could be used in all sorts of situations.

"You want a deadline? All right, I'll ask Liu Long how much time he'll give you." With that, Gong Yu glanced at Liu Long again.

Liu Long held up one finger and said softly, "How about one year?"

Gong Yu pretended to understand and nodded. Then he told Tang San, "You saw it yourself. Liu Long held up one finger. He says you have one month."

This time, Liu Long wasn't merely stunned-he was frightened. Tang San had one month to come up with ten Gold Soul Coins. Ten Gold Soul Coins were a Soul Grandmaster's monthly stipend!

Xiao Chenyu looked at Gong Yu with eyes full of admiration. Once he returned to the city lord's residence, he would have to show off his classmate Gong Yu to the old man.

Tang San gritted his teeth. "Fine, one month it is. I'll earn ten Gold Soul Coins within a month and pay Liu Long."

But Gong Yu added, "Words alone are no proof. We can't believe you just because you say so. Your behavior just now is already enough to make me distrust you."

"Then what do you suggest?" Tang San asked. In his heart, however, he had cursed Gong Yu a thousand times over. Why do you have to make such a fuss? Can't you just trust me this once? I, Tang San, wouldn't be unable to pay even ten Gold Soul Coins.

Gong Yu said, "You have to swear an oath on your Martial Soul. If you don't pay the ten Gold Soul Coins within a month, then when you absorb a Soul Ring at level thirty, your Martial Soul will shatter and you'll die."

Chapter 13: On the Length of a Rabbit's Heat Cycle

"That's going too far! How can you make someone casually swear on their Martial Soul...?" Xiao Wu pointed angrily at Gong Yu, intending to rain curses down on his head, but Gong Yu interrupted her halfway through.

Gong Yu said, "So what? If he doesn't want the oath to come true, he just has to pay the money by the deadline."

Tang San also tugged at Xiao Wu. "Xiao Wu, stop. I'll swear it. Don't worry, I still have ways to get a mere ten Gold Soul Coins."

But Tang San's attitude only made Xiao Wu angrier. As she looked at him, she felt frustrated that he wouldn't stand up for himself.

Tang San then followed Gong Yu's instructions and swore, "I swear on my own Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul that if I do not pay ten Gold Soul Coins within one month..."

Tang San swore on his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul. Ah Yin would probably feel a pang in her heart. San'er, you've abandoned your mother just like that?

But as soon as Tang San began his oath, Gong Yu interrupted him again. "Wait."

Xiao Wu, standing beside him, went berserk. "Are you ever going to stop? Can't you say everything at once? Why do you have to interrupt people halfway through?"

"None of your damn business." Gong Yu snapped back at Xiao Wu, then looked at Tang San. "Leave out 'Blue Silver Grass.' Don't specifically name the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul."

Tang San couldn't help but pause. Could he know about my Second Martial Soul? That's right. Judging by how he argued against Teacher that day, he must have a great deal of knowledge. Since Teacher could tell I have Twin Martial Souls, there's no way he wouldn't know.

At that moment, Tang San's killing intent toward Gong Yu grew even stronger.

"That's enough! Little San only has a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul. Isn't it enough to swear on that? What exactly do you want?" Xiao Wu couldn't contain her anger any longer and was ready to resort to force.

Well, Gong Yu also felt that what he was doing was too obvious. Tang Hao was probably nearby, and Gong Yu was a little worried that Tang Hao would think he knew about Tang San's Twin Martial Souls and develop the intent to kill him.

So Gong Yu hurriedly made up a reason to smooth things over. "I've said before that Martial Souls can also be acquired later in life. What if he gets lucky as hell and acquires another Martial Soul, then stops cultivating Blue Silver Grass? Wouldn't that make his oath useless? That's why I won't let him swear specifically on Blue Silver Grass."

Tang San frowned. Is that really it? But it does make sense. It seems I was overthinking things. How could a six-year-old child possibly be more knowledgeable than Teacher?

Tang San then said, "Fine, I'll swear again. I, Tang San, swear on my Martial Soul that if I do not pay Liu Long ten Gold Soul Coins within one month, then when I absorb a Soul Ring at level thirty, my Martial Soul will shatter and I'll die."

After swearing the oath, Tang San wondered why it had to be level thirty.

Once Tang San had finished, Xiao Wu stepped forward again and pointed at Xiao Chenyu's side. "Can we fight now? I'm fighting this time, and I want to fight him."

Xiao Wu angrily shifted the finger she had been pointing at Xiao Chenyu toward Gong Yu.

"No. You don't get to decide who fights whom. I'll arrange things for my people." Xiao Chenyu didn't know how strong Gong Yu was, so he wanted to protect him.

But Gong Yu said, "You're wrong. I'm not one of your people. You're just the son of a measly city lord. You're not qualified to have me as one of your people."

Xiao Chenyu was embarrassed to hear that, but he had caught something in Gong Yu's words that gave his imagination endless room to run wild. His respect for Gong Yu instantly grew by another notch.

Xiao Wu cut in. "You heard him. He doesn't appreciate your help. You have nothing to say now, do you? I want to fight him."

"Then..." Xiao Chenyu deliberately bent at the waist before Gong Yu, asking for his opinion.

Gong Yu nodded. "All right, I'll fight her."

Hearing Gong Yu agree, Xiao Wu gave a satisfied laugh. "I'm going to beat you into a pig's head."

"A pig's head? All right, then." Gong Yu's lips twitched. I only meant to teach you a lesson, but since you want to become a pig's head, I'll grant your wish.

The two of them stepped out in front of their respective groups.

"Summon your Martial Soul. I'm afraid you won't get a chance to attack later," Xiao Wu taunted Gong Yu.

Gong Yu laughed disdainfully. "To beat you, I don't need my Martial Soul at all."

Xiao Wu snorted. "Since you say so, I won't hold back. Soft Bone Rabbit possession!"

With that, Xiao Wu spun around on the spot. A short tail like a ball of cotton appeared on her backside, and a Yellow Soul Ring pulsed up from beneath her feet.

"A hundred-year Yellow Soul Ring!" Xiao Chenyu, standing behind Gong Yu, was stunned when he saw Xiao Wu's Hundred-Year Soul Ring. He looked at Gong Yu again, feeling that Gong Yu had been rash this time.

"Tch, just a hooligan rabbit, a Soul Beast bus." Gong Yu remained disdainful of Xiao Wu.

"What hooligan rabbit? Mine is a Soft Bone Charm Rabbit." Xiao Wu pointed angrily at Gong Yu. "And what do you mean by Soul Beast bus? Are you insulting me?"

The term "Soul Beast bus" had actually made Xiao Wu think her true identity had been seen through, so she asked the latter question to sound Gong Yu out.

"What does it mean?" Gong Yu wore a wicked grin. "Heh, it means that a Soul Beast like the Soft Bone Rabbit reaches sexual maturity three months after birth, and afterward its heat cycle repeats every eight to fifteen days.

"Think about it. Once a Soft Bone Rabbit goes into heat, doesn't it have to find a Soul Beast to mate with? Once every eight to fifteen days on average-how many times is that in a year?

"What if it's a ten-year Soft Bone Rabbit? How many times would that be?

"And then there are hundred-year, thousand-year, and ten-thousand-year ones. How many Soul Beasts would they have mated with?

"Even more terrifying, what if it's a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soft Bone Rabbit? Over a hundred thousand years, it would have mated at least one or two million times. Let's call it one million. That means a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soft Bone Rabbit has mated with at least one million Soul Beasts. If that's not a Soul Beast bus, what is it?"

(The part about rabbits' heat cycles is entirely made up. Read it if you like it; if you don't, there's nothing I can do. It's all just for fun anyway!)

Tang Hao, who was hiding in a dark place and watching, also nodded to himself, feeling that Gong Yu had a point. He had originally wanted to teach Gong Yu a lesson because Tang San had been bullied, but Gong Yu's words had given him an idea, so he decided to let Gong Yu go.

At the same time, Tang Hao was thinking that he had originally planned to keep Xiao Wu as a wife for San'er, but that wouldn't do now. How could a fickle, promiscuous creature like her enter the Tang family? No, absolutely not. She could only be San'er's Soul Ring.

"You..." Xiao Wu blushed, as though he had hit upon what was on her mind. But she suddenly remembered that this was no time to be distracted, so she pretended to be angry. "You're so bad! Bunnies are so cute, and you dare slander bunnies? Just watch me flatten you!"

After delivering a threat that didn't sound particularly impressive, Xiao Wu charged straight at Gong Yu.

Chapter 14: Slamming the Hooligan Rabbit

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Wu was in front of Gong Yu. She raised her right knee, then snapped her foot out, kicking straight at his chin. It didn't look particularly powerful, but it was extremely fast.

Gong Yu dodged to the left, avoiding the kick, while his right hand seized Xiao Wu's ankle. Then, just as Hulk had slammed Loki around, he smashed Xiao Wu against the ground with all his might.

Gong Yu wasn't going to show Xiao Wu any restraint. She was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, after all. A few slams wouldn't kill her.

Xiao Wu was slammed into the ground, face first at that. Scrapes had already appeared on her face, which had also turned bright red as blood rushed to it.

After being slammed down and hurt repeatedly, Xiao Wu wised up. On one descent, just before she hit the ground, she planted a hand against it and used the force to adjust her center of gravity. Then she aimed a spinning kick at Gong Yu with her other, free leg.

Quick of eye and hand, Gong Yu caught the other leg as it came kicking toward him.

Gong Yu held one of Xiao Wu's legs in each hand and continued slamming her down. As he did, he looked at Tang San with a smile that made people itch to punch him.

"Stop slamming her! Let Xiao Wu go!" Tang San clutched his chest, feeling a stabbing pain in his heart, as though he were experiencing it himself.

Gong Yu kept slamming Xiao Wu down, but said to Tang San at the same time, "She hasn't admitted defeat herself, which means she's fine. What are you so worried about? What business is it of yours when you're not even in the match? What, are you trying to interfere again?"

"You..." Tang San grew angrier and angrier at Gong Yu's retorts. His eyes were beginning to turn bloodshot, and he looked full of killing intent. One hand had already reached for the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges, ready to draw a Hidden Weapon and fire it at Gong Yu at any moment.

Gong Yu had long since noticed Tang San's movement, but he continued slamming Xiao Wu down as he spoke. "You'd better forget about firing those sneaky things of yours at me. Believe it or not, if you dare fire, I'll dare use this rabbit as a meat shield."

Hearing that, Tang San drew his hand back and immediately abandoned the idea of shooting Gong Yu dead with a Hidden Weapon.

Watching from the side as Xiao Wu was battered into a sorry state, Xiao Chenyu and the others couldn't help covering their eyes, unable to bear watching. The timid little girls nearby were so frightened they were on the verge of tears.

Tang Hao, hiding in a dark corner, also swallowed. Whose child is that? He's far too brutal! (Please insert Teacher Honglei's "far too brutal" meme here.)

Just then, Tang San called out pleadingly, "Xiao Wu, hurry and admit defeat! He'll let you go if you do!"

It would have been better if Tang San had kept quiet. His shouting only made Xiao Wu angrier and even less willing to admit defeat.

Xiao Wu believed she had the strength to break free, but she had forgotten that she was no longer in her true form as a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. She was a six-year-old child now. Where would she find the strength to break free of Gong Yu's hands?

Although Gong Yu was also a six-year-old child, he had cultivated the Dragon Elephant Prajna to the second level. His base strength alone had already reached a thousand jin, not counting the boost from his Golden Dragon King Bloodline.

Tang Wulin, for example, had only been at level eleven Soul Power, but thanks to the boost from his Golden Dragon King Bloodline, his strength had already reached 2,700 kilograms (see chapter 114 of Douluo Dalu III: The Legend of the Dragon King for details). So Gong Yu's base strength of a thousand jin wasn't particularly high.

But even a thousand jin of strength was more than the current Xiao Wu could break free of, unless she assumed her true form, which she couldn't do.

"Heh... You won't admit defeat? Then I'll keep slamming you." Gong Yu was actually feeling satisfied already. As soon as Xiao Wu admitted defeat, he would let her go immediately. But she wouldn't, so there was nothing he could do.

After being slammed down a few more times, Xiao Wu found the pain unbearable. She finally couldn't take it anymore and had to give in. "I admit defeat! I admit defeat! Let me go!"

"Oh, come on. Why did you admit defeat? That's no fun." Gong Yu smiled with a twitch of his lips, then swung Xiao Wu up and spread her legs apart, making her whole body look like a "Y." He kicked her between the buttocks and let go at the same time, sending her flying.

Xiao Wu flew four or five meters before hitting the ground. Tang San ran over and helped her up, glaring viciously at Gong Yu with clenched teeth, as though he wanted to tear him limb from limb.

Gong Yu returned Tang San's gaze with one full of killing intent, spat, and said, "What a weak rabbit."

With that, he left without looking back.

He had only taken a few steps when he heard Xiao Wu's voice behind him. "Ow, that hurts! Little San, be gentle."

Gong Yu couldn't help thinking, Damn. If they had been on Earth, those words would have caused a huge misunderstanding.

Xiao Wu was helped to her feet. She no longer looked cute. Although Gong Yu hadn't beaten her into a pig's head, she had been slammed around so thoroughly that her face had become as large and rough as a flatbread.

Humming a little tune, Gong Yu returned to the dormitory. He didn't plan to attend the afternoon classes. In fact, according to the junior Soul Master Academy's rules, he could already apply to graduate as a One-Ring Soul Master.

He did intend to do so, but he was already level fifteen. He thought he might as well stay at the academy a little longer and leave when he went to hunt a Soul Beast at level twenty.

In the dormitory, Gong Yu sat cross-legged on his bed. A ding sounded in his mind again. He had gained one Simulation opportunity for exposing Tang San earlier, and another for beating Xiao Wu.

Thus, in the space of just one hour, he had gained two Simulation opportunities, bringing his accumulated total back up to three.

For now, though, he didn't need to run any Simulations. He had all the cultivation techniques he needed, and he still had Mystic Water Pills to take, so he wasn't short on resources either. He even had the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill to digest the Bloodline Power of the Golden Dragon King Bloodline. So he planned to save some Simulation opportunities for later.

In the blink of an eye, a month passed. During that month, Gong Yu had completely digested the residual medicinal power left in his body from the last Mystic Water Pill he had taken, and his Soul Power had risen to level sixteen.

Next, he took out another Mystic Water Pill, tossed it into his mouth, and swallowed it. Then he began circulating the Quanzhen Great Dao Song to absorb its medicinal power.

Under the effect of the Mystic Water Pill, Gong Yu entered a meditative state once more. By the time he woke, it was already evening.

He looked himself over and found that only a small amount of impurities had been expelled from his body. That was understandable. He had taken the last Mystic Water Pill a month ago, and it had expelled a great many impurities then, so his body couldn't have accumulated many more in such a short time.

He checked his Soul Power and found that it had risen by more than one level. He was now at the peak of level seventeen. He believed that once he had completely digested the Mystic Water Pill's medicinal power, he would advance to level eighteen.

The Mystic Water Pill's effects were weakening. This time, it had only raised him by a little more than one level, and the Soul Power it provided would only grow less and less from now on. After another four or five pills, it would probably lose its effect entirely.

By then, however, Gong Yu would have accumulated several Simulation opportunities, and it would be time to run another Simulation and obtain some fortunate encounters.

Chapter 15: The Potted Blue Silver Emperor

Another three months and more passed in the blink of an eye.

One noon, while buying snacks at a small stall in Nuoding City, Gong Yu spotted a burly man in a black robe. The man was silently watching from a corner as Tang San swung a sledgehammer with great vigor, forging iron.

The burly man in black nodded to himself.

Judging by his frequent nods, he probably thought Tang San was swinging the hammer very well.

Looking at the burly man, Gong Yu thought, Isn't that Tang Hao? He's come to see his son again. Does he have to keep checking whether his son is being bullied? Your son is so murderous, always saying people have a way to death. He's the one who does the bullying. Could anyone possibly bully him?

But then Gong Yu suddenly remembered that there seemed to be an interclass competition that afternoon, and Tang San's class happened to be taking part. Tang Hao had probably come to watch in secret.

Gong Yu's eyes darted back and forth a few times. He seemed to have thought of something, so he hurriedly paid the stallholder and headed straight out of the city.

As for where he was going, it was naturally Holy Soul Village. Lately, he had often slipped into the area around the village to survey the terrain, and he had finally found the waterfall.

Today, with Tang Hao watching his son's competition, he presumably wouldn't return to Holy Soul Village so early. So Gong Yu planned to dig Ah Yin up and take her back as a potted plant, picking up the Soul Bone along the way.