Chapter 9: Joining the Tang Sect

The middle-aged man's eyes sparkled as he stared at Aither. You see... Aither's background could be considered a direct descendant of the Tang Sect. For several generations, his family has been members of the Tang Sect, with an exceptionally high talent. As long as he doesn't fall midway, he will definitely achieve the rank of Extreme Douluo.

"Kid, your family has been members of the Tang Sect for generations. Do you want to join the Tang Sect?" The middle-aged man's gaze was intense.

A shiver ran down Aither's spine. Could this uncle be... gay?

"Well, I want to join the Tang Sect!"

"Good! Very good!"

Under the witness of the Tang Sect's regional director, Aither officially joined the Tang Sect at the age of six. At the same time, with the director's backing, Aither obtained all of the Tang Sect's secret techniques, including the Purple Demon Eyes, Mysterious Heaven Skill, Mysterious Jade Hand, Controlling Crane Catching Dragon, Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, and the Hidden Weapons Techniques!

Although this approach deviated from the rules of the Tang Sect, rules were made by people! The Tang Sect wanted to groom Aither as the future sect master. Could he be treated the same as ordinary members? Moreover, with Aither's background as a direct descendant of the Tang Sect, complete trust could be placed in him, and there was no possibility of betrayal. For a genius, the earlier they were exposed to these secret techniques, the greater the effect they could achieve!

Aither naturally accepted the Tang Sect's investment. In his previous life, many people looked down on Tang San's Celestial Method, but for the current Aither, this technique was truly invaluable...

After finishing up the business, it was already late at night. Thinking that Na'er was still waiting for him at home, Aither felt a pang of guilt. It was supposed to be over quickly, Na'er must be worried by now...

Wu Changkong was naturally assigned as Aither's bodyguard and accompanied him back home with a dark expression.

The room was pitch-black. As soon as Aither opened the door, a petite figure pounced on him, a soft, warm body. Aither instinctively hugged the small figure.

"Hus... husband, you're finally back. I thought you didn't want me anymore..." Na'er's small face pressed against Aither's, sharing a sweet moment.

"Na'er is so cute, how could I not want Na'er?" Aither kissed Na'er on the forehead, "Are you tired? Let's go to bed..."

Aither took Na'er into his room, leaving Wu Changkong in the living room, whose expression was darker than the night itself.

In the end, Wu Changkong randomly found a guest room and spent the whole night cultivating. Meanwhile, Aither slept with the fragrant Na'er all night.

As for cultivation? With cheats enabled, who would seriously cultivate...

Night came and went quickly. Before dawn, Aither was dragged out of bed by Wu Changkong.

"Brat, are you trying to kill me, or something?" Aither waved his little fists, playfully hitting Wu Changkong, but because his arms and legs were too short, he couldn't even touch Wu Changkong's body. Otherwise, with his strength of over 500 kilograms, hitting Wu Changkong would definitely not feel good...

However, Aither was still just a little chick...

"Now is a good time to cultivate the Purple Demon Eyes!" Without waiting for Aither to react, Wu Changkong lifted Aither onto the rooftop and said coldly, "Focus on the purple aura and let your spiritual power follow my guidance!"

Wu Changkong then placed his finger on Aither's temple, guiding his spiritual power.

Staring at the purple aura in the sky, Aither's mind suddenly felt cool, and a warm breath circulated in his mind and eyes, lasting for several minutes before the phenomenon slowly disappeared.

Immediately after, Wu Changkong threw Aither off the rooftop. If Aither hadn't used wind to hold himself up, he would have fallen like a sack of potatoes.

Seeing Aither glaring at him fiercely, Wu Changkong finally let out a sigh of relief, feeling strangely satisfied and even wanting to do it again. A rare smirk appeared on his lips.

Aither pouted, "What are you laughing at! What are you laughing at? Is it someone who wants to freeload..."

Wu Changkong's smile froze, and he turned to leave. Damn it, yesterday I bought the groceries and didn't eat anything myself. Today, how dare you say something like that...

Aither raised his little fist at Wu Changkong's retreating figure and chuckled. He hummed a tune as he went to cook, unwilling to let his darling Na'er go hungry.

With the speed of a Soul Emperor, Wu Changkong soon returned after buying groceries. At this moment, Aither was feeding Na'er with great affection, and Wu Changkong couldn't help but feel a little jealous. But the food did smell good...

Without changing his expression, Wu Changkong grabbed a bowl and quietly ate in the corner. Huh? It's really delicious! It smells good, and it tastes even better!

At first, Wu Changkong ate at a leisurely pace, but later, seeing Na'er eating non-stop, and the food on the table diminishing rapidly, Wu Changkong sped up his eating.

After finishing his own meal while Na'er was still eating, Wu Changkong didn't say anything but mentally labeled Na'er as the second weirdo! As for the first weirdo, it was undoubtedly the little devil Aither!

*cough cough* Wu Changkong coughed twice to attract the attention of the two little ones.

"Aither, your talent is exceptional. As long as you're willing to work hard, you'll definitely become a Title Douluo or even an Extreme Douluo in the future. However, you still lack a mentor to guide you in your initial cultivation. Starting today, you'll train with me!"

"Huh?" Aither blinked, then smirked mischievously, "Could it be that someone actually thinks they can be my mentor just because they're a Soul Emperor? Impossible, right?"

The truth was, Aither didn't look down on Wu Changkong's strength; he was just afraid that if he accepted Wu Changkong as his mentor, Wu Changkong might take the opportunity to settle personal scores and beat him up during training!

Not surprisingly, Aither's guess was spot on; Wu Changkong did have that idea...

"Rest assured, I don't intend to be your mentor. I just want to train you separately, so you don't waste your talent!"

Aither's smile disappeared instantly, "No, there's no need..."

"Huh? How could there be no need?" Wu Changkong smiled ambiguously, "An hour from now, training begins. We'll start with a practical exercise, and based on your performance, I'll devise a training plan suitable for you!"

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Aither: "Oh no, I'm doomed."