Douluo Continent: Tonight, a Fairy Tale Descends

The Mysterious Heaven Skill was quietly accelerating within Tang San's body. If it weren't for his sister's repeated instructions that he still needed to obtain knowledge and resources from this tool, he would have already...

Just as Tang San's killing intent surged, Yu Xiaogang was speaking about a point he considered brilliant. He was in high spirits, and his gaze swept across the office. When he saw Tang San reading a book intently in the corner, a thought struck him.

In his view, Tang San must have been impressed by his profound knowledge to follow Cinderella around every day, but he was just introverted and not good at expressing himself.

As a teacher, he naturally had to take the initiative to care for her, give her opportunities to perform, and also demonstrate his impartial teaching ethics to Cindy.

Then, Yu Xiaogang changed the subject, looking at Tang San with a hint of testing and mentoring, and asked gently, "Xiao San, regarding the issue I just mentioned, the probability of a beast spirit's spirit skill undergoing a positive mutation when absorbing a spirit ring of the same attribute increases, what are your thoughts on that?"

Suddenly called out, Tang San was jolted awake from the activation of his Mysterious Heaven Skill and the killing intent within him.

view?

He had focused all his energy on being wary of Yu Xiaogang and circulating his Xuan Tian Gong, and he hadn't heard a single word Yu Xiaogang said.

Tang San raised his head and looked calmly at Yu Xiaogang. His eyes were cold and unwavering, but he still maintained a thin layer of basic respect that a student should show to his teacher.

"I don't know." Tang San's voice was flat and emotionless.

These three words, crisp and decisive, directly stifled Yu Xiaogang's high expectations and desire to showcase himself.

The atmosphere in the office froze for a moment.

Yu Xiaogang's smile froze for a moment. He had imagined that Tang San might not answer perfectly, or even wrongly, but he never expected it to be such a complete and merciless "I don't know."

Cinderella smiled apologetically at the opportune moment, trying to smooth things over, "Master, Xiao San might still be processing what came before and hasn't quite grasped it yet. As for that increased probability you mentioned, I wonder if it's also related to the purity of the soul beast's bloodline?"

She skillfully steered the conversation back to herself, continuing to guide Yu Xiaogang to share his knowledge.

Yu Xiaogang was comforted by Cinderella's words and began a new round of explanations following her topic, but he felt a little unhappy and doubtful about Tang San.

This happened only once, and Yu Xiaogang simply assumed that Tang San had momentarily lost focus.

Two times, three times... Whenever Yu Xiaogang got excited and tried to drag Tang San into this academic discussion, he always received the same cold water: "I don't know," "I have no idea," or "Master, you're right."

Yu Xiaogang's smile gradually faded.

He began to suspect that Tang San might have some kind of dissatisfaction with him as his teacher.

Is it because I pay more attention to Cindy? Or is it because I initially liked Cindy rather than him?

Chapter 138 Completely Ignorant

Yu Xiaogang carefully observed Tang San and found that the boy would only look up at him with his overly calm eyes when he asked a question. Otherwise, he kept his head down, focused on the book on his lap, and his posture even had an almost rigid respect.

This contradictory behavior puzzled Yu Xiaogang.

If you're dissatisfied with him, why do you accompany him every day on time with such a respectful attitude?

If you respect him, why were you so dismissive and indifferent to his questions?

Yu Xiaogang fell into deep thought.

He recalled Tang San's usual behavior: diligent in cultivation, hardworking in blacksmithing, and taciturn. Apart from his unusual dependence on and protection of Cinderella, he seemed to have no complicated thoughts.

Finally, Yu Xiaogang, who considered himself insightful about people's hearts, came to a conclusion that seemed reasonable to him.

Tang San is such a slow learner, so dull. He has incredible talent for cultivation and blacksmithing, but when it comes to theoretical understanding and applying knowledge to new situations, he's utterly hopeless!

They only grow muscles, not brains!

Yes, that must be it!

Otherwise, how can we explain his complete lack of reaction to his own brilliant theories?

They clearly couldn't understand it at all, but were too embarrassed to say so openly, so they could only use "I don't know" as an excuse.

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang's displeasure vanished instantly, replaced by a mixture of superiority and a hint of barely perceptible contempt.

His gaze toward Tang San changed from initial expectation and later doubt to a hint of pity and abandonment.

That's it, that's it.

Yu Xiaogang shook his head and sighed inwardly. The son of Haotian Douluo was, after all, not a genius.

Since he knows nothing about theory, why should I force him to?

All that's needed is to guide him on the right path of cultivation.

As for the more profound theories, Cindy is the only one who has the talent; she grasps them immediately and is truly a genius!

From then on, Yu Xiaogang stopped asking Tang San any more questions.

He poured all his attention and enthusiasm into Cinderella, explaining her in ever more detail and citing increasingly profound classics, as if he wanted to display all his life's learning to his prized student.

This change, in Tang San's eyes, undoubtedly confirmed his guess.

Yu Xiaogang, that hypocrite, really did have designs on my sister! Now that he sees my indifference, he's become even more brazen, focusing all his attention on her. His heart is truly despicable!

His aura grew even colder, and his gaze toward Yu Xiaogang from the shadows became increasingly sharp.

As for Yu Xiaogang's change of attitude, Cinderella just smiled and didn't say anything.

She was happy to see it happen.

Yu Xiaogang's lack of interest in Tang San saved her the trouble of mediating between them.

Yu Xiaogang's willingness to share his knowledge with her was something she couldn't have asked for more.

At this moment, what flickered deep in Cinderella's azure eyes was something that moved her even more than Yu Xiaogang's knowledge: the seemingly inconspicuous but surprisingly spacious storage soul tool at Yu Xiaogang's waist.

Before Tang Hao left, he left some gold soul coins for Tang San and Cinderella. The amount was a huge sum for ordinary soul masters, but it was not enough for soul masters who wanted to buy soul tools.

Even the most ordinary storage soul tool has an astonishingly high price.

If she and Tang San use all the money left by Tang Hao to buy soul tools, what will they do for their living and cultivation resources?

Should she be asked to work at the blacksmith's shop, or should the mistress be asked to take on more dangerous tasks?

Cinderella couldn't bear to part with him.

But Yu Xiaogang is different. He is the son of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan's leader. Although it is said that he has a strained relationship with the sect because of his mutated spirit, even a starved camel is bigger than a horse. The little bit of wealth he has is enough for an ordinary spirit master to use for a long time.

Putting aside everything else, just from what Cinderella has seen, Yu Xiaogang has more than one soul tool on him. The storage bag at his waist, the ring on his hand, and even the notebook he uses to take notes all seem to be soul tools.

I wish I could get him to give me one willingly...

As Cinderella pondered her thoughts, her smile grew even sweeter and more captivating. The questions she posed increasingly touched upon the core of Yu Xiaogang's theories, making Yu Xiaogang overjoyed, as if he had met a kindred spirit he had never met before.

Knowing how to subtly ask for a gift, especially an expensive one, is an art.

Cinderella knew she couldn't ask directly, as that would make her seem greedy and damage the current good teacher-student relationship.

We must guide him, we must make Yu Xiaogang himself have the idea of ​​giving the gift, and feel that the gift is worthwhile and that he is giving it willingly.

……

Tian Dou City, Yue Xuan.

Tang Hao never imagined that he would stay here for so long.

According to his original plan, he was only there to inquire about the whereabouts of the pills; if he found them, he would take them, and if not, he would leave without any lingering.

However, he underestimated the deterioration of his physical condition.

Years ago, Qian Xunji led several Title Douluos in an attack that had already planted deep, incurable wounds within his body.

Ah Yin's sacrifice, with the immense life force of a 100,000-year-old soul beast, forcibly suppressed these wounds, but it was also like a potent medicine that quenches thirst with poison, masking the decay within.

In recent years, he has been indulging in alcohol and hatred, never taking proper care of his body. Instead, he has regarded the constant, gnawing pain in his internal organs as a tribute to Ah Yin and a spur to revenge.

The battle with Gedo, though seemingly brief, was in fact extremely dangerous.

The woman's unpredictable abilities, her bizarre and violent energy surges, and especially the fact that he didn't hesitate to blast away three ten-thousand-year-old soul rings in succession to escape...

All of this was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, completely triggering the long-standing illness that had been accumulating in Tang Hao's body for many years.

He originally intended to rely on his strong physique and willpower to get some treatment from Yuehua and then continue his journey.

However, when Tang Zhong, the healing soul master from the sect that Tang Yuehua had found, inserted the healing scepter into his body, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse.

Tang Zhong's soul power acted as a fuse, not only failing to quell the chaotic and turbulent energy within Tang Hao's body, but also seemingly breaking some dangerous balance, causing his old and new injuries to erupt like a flood bursting its banks.

Tang Hao felt as if his meridians were being torn apart inch by inch, and his internal organs seemed to have shifted. That familiar, death-laden, chilling, and burning power instantly intertwined and swept over his entire body.

"puff"

A mouthful of dark red, stagnant blood gushed out, staining the clean bedding beneath him.

Tang Hao's tall body trembled violently, veins bulged on his forehead, and cold sweat instantly soaked through his thin nightgown.

He tried to circulate his soul power to suppress it, but found that the powerful soul power that he used to be able to control was now like a bull stuck in the mud. Not only was it difficult to mobilize, but it also aggravated the pain.

"Second Brother!" Tang Yuehua was so frightened that her face turned pale. She hurriedly stepped forward to support Tang Hao, who was about to fall.

"Tang Zhong! What happened?" Her voice was choked with sobs as she looked at Tang Zhong, who was standing to the side, demanding an explanation.

Chapter 139 Injury Outbreak

Tang Zhong, a middle-aged soul master standing to the side, also looked grave. He withdrew his healing scepter and said in a deep voice, "Miss Yuehua, His Majesty Haotian's injuries are far more serious than they appear. His old wounds are spread throughout his internal organs and meridians, and have long since penetrated into his bone marrow. They have also been invaded by a violent alien energy."

"Previously, Your Majesty was barely maintaining the balance thanks to your own powerful soul force and exceptionally tenacious life force. My healing soul force seems to have disrupted this balance, causing the injury to backfire..."

Tang Hao clenched his teeth tightly, his mouth filled with the taste of blood.

He pushed away Tang Yuehua's hand that was trying to help him up, and tried to sit up on his own, but only to trigger a more violent cough and trembling.

Tang Hao felt an overwhelming sense of humiliation.

When did he, the mighty Haotian Douluo, become so fragile and so vulnerable?

Even the healing from a Soul King could put him in such a state?

"Get out!" Tang Hao forced out the order through gritted teeth, his voice hoarse and barely audible.

Tang Zhong glanced at Tang Yuehua with concern, and seeing her nod slightly, he bowed and withdrew.

Only the brother and sister remained in the room, along with the lingering smell of blood and Tang Hao's heavy, painful breathing.

"Second brother..." Tang Yuehua's eyes were blurry with tears as she looked at her brother's face, which was contorted with pain. Her heart felt as if it were being torn apart.

She stepped forward again, ignoring Tang Hao's weak struggles, and carefully wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a clean silk handkerchief. She then brought him warm water and fed it to him little by little.

This time, Tang Hao did not push her away.