Another reason Tang San came was his admiration for this peerless youth. He'd seen that Subei couldn't sleep at night as a man, flying like an angel to confirm his safety—putting all doubts to rest.
Subei spoke meaningfully, "This herbal tonic comes from the essence of thousands of trees and grasses I gathered over a year. It's extremely precious, so absorb every drop without waste."
"Every drop wasted means abandoning hundreds of species."
"For the sake of Douluo Continent's beautiful forest ecosystem, you must use it well, Xiao San."
Tang San was surprised, embarrassed even. At such a young age, his teacher already fully understood the secret to nourishing a martial soul—while Tang San was still vague about its role.
"I must work hard to catch up! I'm so useless!"
"Teacher, may I ask—what's your current spirit power level?"
Looking at the outstanding young figure, Tang San waited eagerly.
Subei replied calmly, "Fifteenth-level Spirit Master. My martial soul is Dragon God's Gate. Follow me, and you'll become just as clear and strong."
"Fifteenth-level Spirit Master?!"
Tang San was stunned. His understanding told him spirit awakening began at six or seven, growing slowly without a master's guidance—the training speed so slow it might as well be a crawl.
Many kids couldn't even reach first level in the first year.
Fifteenth level at such a young age was unmatched, though being a teacher himself was still far off.
But Tang San knew the real strength wasn't the physical fighting power, which a teacher couldn't impart; rather, knowledge was the valuable gift.
Even Yu Xiaogang, hailed as a Notting College master, was respected only for his knowledge, stubbornly following Teacher Subei. Tang San could only admire such courage and wisdom.
Walking toward Huxin Island's outskirts, Xiao Wu eagerly awaited by the fairy tale roof.
Seeing Subei return, she jumped up and waved happily, "Brother, godmother is cooking and waiting for you!"
She rushed from Qingteng Bridge and threw herself into Subei's arms, narrowing her eyes playfully.
"Brother, I want to kiss~"
Subei blushed, coughing awkwardly. Leaning close, he whispered in her ear, "Xiao Wu, not now. I have a guest today. We'll kiss later tonight."
Pouting, Xiao Wu then noticed Tang San behind Subei, tilting her head.
"Hey, you look familiar... Oh! You were at Notting College last time. Why are you here, bad uncle's disciple?"
"Why are you dressed like a girl? Are you a pervert?" Xiao Wu exclaimed, feeling safer close to Subei.
Tang San smiled bitterly, seeing their closeness sparking a complicated feeling he couldn't explain.
Respecting the rules of Sumen and Subei's closeness, he kept his distance, admiring Xiao Wu.
He stepped back and explained, "I am Tang San, disciple of Teacher Subei, and have no relation to the instructor at Notting College."
Xiao Wu blushed, twisted around, "What are you talking about?"
"I've pledged to Teacher Subei as my master for life, and will always respect him," Tang San replied, sincere and calm.
"No…"
Xiao Wu held Subei's hand and bowed, "What did you call me just now?"
"Master... master?"
Tang San thought for a moment, "Did I say that wrong?"
"No, you didn't!"
Xiao Wu nestled on Subei's shoulder, smiling, "I love that name! Say it more so I can hear~"
"Uh… madam…"
"Eh!"
"Madam!"
"Alright!"
"Madam!"
"Screaming beautiful~"
"Little third son, remember, from now on, I'll be your wife—the only teacher!"
Because the fairy tale house was the private residence of Liu Erlong, Xiao Wu, and Subei, outsiders couldn't live there.
After hearing about Tang San, Liu Erlong arranged for him to stay in the dormitory closest to Huxin Island.
He told Tang San to wash and change out of women's clothes.
If phones and cameras were allowed, Subei wanted to capture Tang San's female disguise to explode online, shooting straight to trending topics.
He secretly wished to adore this original actor tenderly.
Tang San bore no ill will toward himself, worshipping eagerly and bowing sincerely.
The chaotic situation on Douluo Continent hadn't reached a crisis yet, so for now, Subei planned to play with goddesses and train Tang San.
Yet Subei did not foresee his own charm would be so explosive that even Tang San might fall for him completely. If trained, Tang San's future would be beautiful beyond imagination.
Meanwhile, in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Hall across the forest, Yu Yuanzhen and Yu Luomian were shocked as palace intelligence arrived.
Yu Luomian finally smacked his lips: "Brother, are you sure this info about that child is correct? A seven-year-old suppresses the legendary Hannover White Horse, which took a thousand years to cultivate? Could this noble lineage be fabricated?"
Yu Yuanzhen snorted, "I'm not so stupid to be fooled. That info came straight from Prince Xue Qinghe himself—and for a hefty price."