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Douluo: My father is a Title Douluo

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Yuan Ling'er: Tang San, are you really that good at fighting? What good is being good at fighting if you don't have power? What kind of gang are you from? Tang San: My father, his title is Haotian. Yuan Ling'er looked at her father easily defeating Tang Hao and smiled, "So it's Little Bie San."
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Chapter 1 - Chapter 1 Dad!

  "It's generally believed in the Soul Master world that the higher one's innate Soul Power, the faster a Soul Master cultivates. This theory has always been considered gospel by many Soul Masters, and I personally support it."

  In the lecture hall, only the scratching of pens on paper could be heard.

  The blond-haired man, hands in his pockets, strolled through the aisles between the desks and chairs, impeccably dressed, a monocle perched above his right eye, revealing a gentle and refined face.

  "If I only talked about this, it would be similar to what you learned in the intermediate academy. So the textbook broadens this theory. This theory needs to add a condition: the level of innate soul power is directly proportional to the quality of the martial soul. Therefore, the quality of the martial soul is a crucial factor determining the cultivation speed of a soul master."

  After reciting this section of the textbook verbatim, the blond man began to give numerous examples:

  "Martial soul quality is roughly divided into three types: divine-level martial souls, top-level martial souls, and ordinary martial souls. The representative of top-level martial souls is the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex, which is still active on the continent. Everyone should have heard of its reputation:

  the number one beast martial soul in the world."

  The blond man seemed quite nonchalant when he said this, raising an eyebrow as he continued:

  "Actually, if you've read the *Dragon Genealogy* published by the Spirit Hall, you'll know that the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex, from a dragon bloodline perspective, isn't actually of a high rank.

  Who knows, one day some little dragon-human might suppress its bloodline.

  There are many other top-tier spirits as well; you need to know about a dozen, which I'll introduce one by one."

  The blond man continued lecturing. Although the students were diligently taking notes, a few were still whispering among themselves.

  "Teacher Yuan is so handsome!"

  "I only came to this class because of Teacher Yuan's looks."

  "So, if I'm not good-looking, you won't pay attention in class?"

  The sudden voice startled the two girls. They looked up; the blond man was still lecturing, but at a certain moment he glanced in their direction, nodding with a smile.

  "Don't talk about things unrelated to the lesson; pay attention."

  The two girls nodded like rabbits in shock, then buried their heads and scribbled furiously, but the horror in their hearts surged like a tidal wave.

  Transmitting messages directly through mental power—even ordinary Soul Masters probably can't achieve that level.

  The blond man didn't continue paying attention to the two girls.

  "Of course, in certain special circumstances, a high-quality martial soul doesn't necessarily guarantee a Soul Master's rapid cultivation advancement. This isn't covered in textbooks, and it won't be on the exam, but I still have to mention it."

  "What is it, teacher?" A curious student raised their hand.

  This was the blond man's teaching style, unlike other teachers who 'only focus on lecturing and students only focus on taking notes.' In his class, you could raise your hand to ask any questions,

  provided they were related to the lesson .

  The blond man nodded, indicating he had seen it, and said, "As I said, this question won't be on the exam; just listen.

  This kind of martial soul is called an Ultimate Martial Soul, specifically manifested in possessing the ultimate attributes among martial souls of the same type. As for the cultivation speed of an Ultimate Martial Soul Soul Master between levels 30 and 70, I can only describe it with one word:

  tortoise-like."

  "That's two words," a student whispered in protest.

  The blond man glanced at the student who was muttering under his breath, then continued explaining, "There are many kinds of ultimate martial souls."

  A rustling sound filled the classroom

  as students took notes.

  "...That's why I said that in certain special circumstances, a high-quality martial soul doesn't necessarily guarantee a high-speed cultivation improvement for a soul master; it's just an exception."

  "Ding ding ding ding—"

  The bell rang as soon as he finished speaking.

  "Alright, class dismissed."

  Besides his extensive knowledge and good looks, the most important reason the blond man was popular with students was that

  he never went overtime.

  On campus,

  the sun shone brightly, and

  flowers bloomed in abundance.

  The capital of the Barak Kingdom was located in a temperate zone, and compared to the humid and hot summers of the Southern Star Luo Empire, summer here was a comfortable season.

  And the Barak Intermediate Soul Master Academy wasn't some poor 'monster academy' located in a village. Financial support from the royal family made the teaching facilities and campus environment of this intermediate soul master academy extremely excellent. The

  ancient and grand century-old buildings, the towering trees with their lush foliage, and the vibrant young boys and girls were always the most beautiful scenery of this academy.

  In this situation, the blond man uttered a youthful exclamation:

  "Summer, ah, so fair~"

  "Teacher Yuan, what are you saying?"

  "Huh?!"

  The blond man,

  Yuan Xunlu, who was referred to as Teacher Yuan, smiled awkwardly.

  Damn it,

  I didn't even notice this woman.

  "Teacher Yuan, I'd like to talk to you." Before Yuan Xunlu could refuse, the woman took his hand.

  "Hmm, what is it?" Yuan Xunlu subtly withdrew his hand, mindful of his image; if the students saw this, who knows what gossip would circulate.

  The woman, surnamed Bai, was also a highly talented Soul Master. At only thirty years old, she already possessed a cultivation level of fifty-eight.

  Besides her formidable strength, Teacher Bai was also exceptionally beautiful, with fair skin, rosy cheeks, and almond-shaped eyes that held a hazy, dreamlike quality, like autumn water.

  "Teacher Yuan's teaching quality is truly excellent," Teacher Bai said, her eyes sparkling.

  Yuan Xunlu chuckled sheepishly, "Actually, it's just reciting from the textbook. It's just that I've been to more places, so my knowledge is better than these students'. I just managed to fool them."

  "No, Teacher Yuan. Your explanation of the ultimate martial soul today was quite good. Even I benefited a lot."

  "Haha, is that so?"

  Teacher Bai parted her lips slightly, "I plan to apply to have Teacher Yuan teach my class. That way, we'll be a powerful combination, and future students will have a better chance of getting into an advanced soul master academy or even the Heaven Dou Royal Academy."

  "Why don't you just go talk to Principal Gao about this?" Yuan Xunlu asked, puzzled.

  Teacher Bai bit her lower lip, her almond-shaped eyes looking at Yuan Xunlu: "I'm also here to hear Teacher Yuan's opinion."

  "Uh..." Yuan Xunlu didn't really care that he was teaching there, but something about the situation felt off, so he vaguely replied,

  "As long as the salary remains the same, everything else is fine."

  Teacher Bai smiled and nodded. Seeing that they were almost out of the school, she invited Yuan Xunlu, saying,

  "It's evening, how about we go out for a drink?"

  Her words

  were very enticing.

  "Uh..." Even if Yuan Xunlu was a bit slow, he understood what Teacher Bai meant.

  "Daddy!"

  A crisp voice called from outside, and a little one waved at Yuan Xunlu from outside the gate.

  "Sorry," Yuan Xunlu smiled apologetically at Teacher Bai, "I have to go home and cook for my daughter."

  With that, Yuan Xunlu ran towards the little one,

  waving as he

  went. The petrified    Teacher

  Bai could still hear the little one's voice echoing in her ears:

  "Daddy, Daddy?"   (End of Chapter)