Douluo V: Taking advantage of Xiao Wu's naivety, I tricked her into becoming my wife.

Ye Hua's eyes lit up, and his previous gloom vanished!

The system is so considerate; you can gain soul power without any effort!

Since that's the case, then the misunderstanding doesn't necessarily have to be explained...

Xiao Wu lay on Ye Hua's chest, her breathing gradually becoming steady, but her reddened eyes were still bright and sparkling, like a rabbit that had finally found its own kind.

“Brother,” Xiao Wu buried her face in his chest, her voice muffled, “I will never have to be afraid of being alone again.”

Ye Hua's heart softened, and he reached out to stroke her hair to comfort her, "What are you afraid of? Even if the sky falls, your brother will hold it up."

Xiao Wu didn't speak again, but buried her face even deeper. After a long time, her breathing finally became steady.

Ye Hua looked down and realized that Xiao Wu had already fallen asleep.

Left with no other choice, Ye Hua carefully carried her back to her room, tucked her into bed, and then carefully covered her with the blankets.

Moonlight streamed in through the window and fell on Xiao Wu's face. She slept peacefully, her eyelashes fluttering slightly, and a smile lingering on her lips.

Ye Hua left the room and gently closed the door behind him.

He knew that tomorrow would be the real show.

......

The next day, early in the morning.

Notting Junior Soul Master Academy, Master's Office.

Yu Xiaogang sat in the chair, the bruises on his face had not completely faded, but he was in surprisingly good spirits.

Tang San sat next to him. With the help of the master's healing medicine and the Xuan Tian Gong, his injuries were almost completely healed, and his eyes sparkled with barely suppressed excitement.

"Teacher, what you said... is true?"

Yu Xiaogang stroked his chin, his smile enigmatic.

"My dear mistress, when have I ever lied to you?"

“Last night, an old friend of mine made a move.”

When he said this, he deliberately straightened his back, his tone flat with a hint of arrogance, as if the person was not his old friend, but a servant at his beck and call.

Tang San's breathing quickened. "How strong is that senior?"

"Strength?" Yu Xiaogang smiled dismissively, holding up nine fingers. "This number."

Tang San's pupils constricted sharply, "Nine...nine rings?!"

"Title Douluo!" Yu Xiaogang said, enunciating each word clearly and confidently. "Little San, I've been in the Soul Master world for many years, and I still have some connections."

"Many Soul Saints and Soul Emperors are my old friends, and I even know one or two Title Douluos!"

"That Ye Hua, relying on his innate full soul power, bullied you time and time again. I saw it all and was very anxious. Last night, I wrote a letter asking that old friend to take action!"

"At this moment, Ye Hua is already a dead man!"

Tang San was startled.

Although there were many flaws in the master's words, he didn't care!

He's nearly forty years old across his two lifetimes, and with the Purple Demon Eye, how could he not see through people's hearts?

Although the master's words may have been exaggerated, his confidence was unquestionable. If a titled Douluo really made a move, Ye Hua would truly be dead!

"Hahahaha!"

"It's good that he's dead! It's good that he's dead!"

His ecstasy erupted like a volcanic eruption, making his head buzz!

That bastard who cut off his hands and feet, stole his soul ring, and stole his woman is finally dead!

"teacher!!!"

Tang San knelt down with a thud, his voice choked with emotion, "I will never forget your great kindness!"

Yu Xiaogang reached out to help him up, his smile growing even more kind. "Good disciple, get up quickly."

“As I have said, you are my disciple. Anyone who dares to touch you is touching the apple of my eye.”

"Ye Hua is ungrateful; he deserves to die."

Tang San nodded vigorously, feeling as if the heavy stone pressing on his heart had finally been lifted.

From now on, no one can stand in his way!

Xiao Wu is ultimately his!

“Let’s go,” Yu Xiaogang stood up and straightened his robes. “Go to the classroom. From today onwards, you are the only genius of Notting Academy.”

"I will persuade Director Su and the Dean to allocate all resources to you, ensuring that you become a Great Soul Master of age 25 or above before graduation."

"Even if your first spirit ring isn't solid, I'll definitely find you the best one for your second spirit ring!"

Tang San nodded repeatedly, head held high, and followed Yu Xiaogang out of the office.

Sunlight streamed down the corridor, warm and cozy. Tang San took a deep breath and felt the air itself was sweet.

He could almost see Xiao Wu heartbroken upon learning of Ye Hua's death, and Tang San appearing at the perfect moment to gently comfort her, ultimately winning her heart.

Wonderful!

That's great!

however--

"Master, Tang San, my fellow student~~"

"How have we been?"

Yu Xiaogang and Tang San's bodies stiffened simultaneously.

At the corner of the corridor, a figure slowly emerged, carrying a steaming hot bread in his hand and chewing it with relish.

Tang San's steps faltered in mid-air.

Yu Xiaogang's smile froze completely.

The master and apprentice looked like two sculptures that had been dried out by the wind.

Ye Hua took a bite of bread, tilted his head to look at them, and asked with an innocent expression, "What's wrong? Did you see a ghost?"

Tang San's lips trembled, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

He stiffly turned his head to look at Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang's expression was even more interesting, turning a deep liver color in an instant.

"T-Teacher..." Tang San's voice trembled, "Didn't you say he was dead?"

Upon hearing Tang San's question, Yu Xiaogang's eyes glazed over, and his mind went completely blank.

That's not right!

He clearly lured Tang Hao there last night!

With the Haotian Douluo personally taking action, how could a mere child possibly survive?!

Did Tang Hao not go?

Or did Tang Hao go but fail?

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

That's a level 95 Title Douluo!

There are very few people on the entire continent who can stop him!

"You! You! Are you a human or a ghost?!"

Ye Hua stuffed the last bite of bread into his mouth and looked at him with a smile.

"Of course I'm human, are you very disappointed, Master?"

"Hmm, I guess you just said that you hired someone to kill me."

"Then that person told you that I had been cut into eight pieces."

Yu Xiaogang's face changed drastically in an instant, all color draining away.

"Come here," Ye Hua whispered in his ear, using his soul power to separate Tang San, "Let me guess, is the person you invited surnamed Tang?"

Yu Xiaogang's pupils dilated.

Is it level 95?

Yu Xiao started trembling.

"Yes or no--"

Ye Hua sneered, "Tang Hao, the Haotian Douluo?"

Yu Xiaogang stumbled and almost fell.

He finally realized a chilling truth—