Douluo: Becoming a God by Relying on my Enemies

"Teacher isn't leaving? That's great news," Tang San said joyfully upon hearing that Yu Xiaogang would stay to continue guiding his cultivation.

After all, if the strange ailment plaguing him really originated from Yu Xiaogang, Tang San vowed to ensure Yu Xiaogang would go down with him, even in death.

Seeing Tang San's reaction, Yu Xiaogang began to feign emotion, forcing a hopeful expression onto his stiff face.

"Tang San, do you know? I really want to see what you'll be like in twenty years. My decision to stay isn't just for you but also for your companions at the academy.

"Each of you is a genius in your own right. Without proper cultivation methods, wouldn't that talent go to waste?

"While Flender has plenty of experience, he's lacking in attention to detail.

"I hope you'll all become a formidable group in the future. To achieve that, we must start now with the best training methods.

"This isn't just for you; it's for all of you—and for my dream!"

For Tang San, the reasons behind Yu Xiaogang's decision didn't matter. What mattered was that he was staying.

After all, if he disappeared, how could Tang San ensure that any "accidents" involving himself would also take Yu Xiaogang down with him?

When the master and disciple duo arrived at the academy cafeteria, they found breakfast already prepared. Yun Feng was seated at a table, eating.

Upon seeing Yun Feng, Tang San's mood soured, though he couldn't pinpoint why or express it.

Still, he forced a smile after years of hiding his emotions.

"Good morning, Yun Feng. Why are you up so early?"

Yun Feng looked at Tang San, his gaze playful, his tone dripping with mock helplessness.

"I couldn't sleep last night. For some reason, there was a little female dog in heat howling nonstop in the academy. It drove me crazy."

Tang San frowned in confusion.

"A dog in the academy? Yun Feng, are you sure you weren't hearing things?"

Yun Feng chuckled lightly and said nonchalantly,

"Maybe I was. Perhaps it wasn't a little female dog—could've been some other creature."

Tang San couldn't make sense of Yun Feng's words and ultimately dismissed them as the ramblings of someone overindulging in cultivation.

As Tang San moved to get food, Yu Xiaogang appeared, carrying a tray of food, and pulled him to sit directly across from Yun Feng.

Just as Tang San was about to speak, a strange scent wafted from Yun Feng. It was oddly familiar, comforting even.

How could he describe it?

It was like… his mother's scent.

The thought jolted him, and Tang San shook his head violently, feeling a chill run down his spine. Why would he associate Yun Feng with his mother?

Quickly dismissing the idea, he focused on his meal, chalking it up to hunger-induced confusion.

As Tang San ate, Yu Xiaogang turned his burning gaze to Yun Feng.

"Yun Feng, I didn't expect you to come to Shrek Academy. I thought you wouldn't."

Yun Feng smiled faintly.

"How could I not? This was your personal recommendation, Master. Even if I didn't plan to join, I had to come see it for myself."

"But after arriving, I must say I'm a bit disappointed. The conditions here are terribly basic—some facilities are outright missing. It's not what I expected."

Yu Xiaogang felt a bit awkward upon hearing this, knowing full well Shrek Academy's state.

He had recommended Yun Feng because this academy was within his control. At other institutions, his influence would be far more limited, and his reputation—tarnished as it was—would create additional challenges.

Still, Yun Feng's words piqued his curiosity.

"If Shrek is so lacking, why stay?"

"Because it's lacking, it offers freedom.

"Besides, with my talent, strength, and background, even if I wanted to leave, Shrek couldn't stop me.

"Staying here works well enough—I still have friends like Xiao Wu and Tang San, after all."

Yu Xiaogang nodded, maintaining a calm facade, though his mind churned with excitement.

"Yun Feng, don't worry. Since you've come to the academy I recommended, I'll take full responsibility. I'll make sure you get the life you deserve!"

Hearing this, Yun Feng spat the mouthful of porridge he had just drunk all over Yu Xiaogang's face.

Cough, cough!

"Master, we're eating. Could you not say such grossly misleading things? It's nauseating!"

Yu Xiaogang, feeling the warm splatter on his face, grew momentarily angry but suppressed it upon remembering Yun Feng's potential.

"Haha, my apologies. I got carried away. Let's eat, let's eat!"

When Yu Xiaogang turned to eat, he noticed that breakfast consisted only of buns, pickled vegetables, porridge, and a single egg per person.

Irritated, he asked Tang San,

"Does Flender really feed you all this every day?"

Tang San nodded.

"Yeah, but it's enough to fill us up."

Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang glanced at Yun Feng, his eyes flickering with calculation as an idea took root.

"Ridiculous! Absolutely ridiculous!"

Slamming his bun onto the table, Yu Xiaogang's voice rose in indignation.

"You're all at a critical age for growth. The body is the foundation of a martial soul. Without a strong body, how can you endure rigorous training?

"This might suffice for someone my age or Flender's, but it's far from adequate for you children—especially a genius like Yun Feng! How could Flender treat you this way? It's inhumane!"

As Yu Xiaogang ranted, Flender's lazy voice drifted in from outside.

"Xiaogang, it's easy to criticize when you're not the one managing things. You know how much these kids eat every day?

"I can find delicacies in Soto City, sure, but our academy's finances don't allow for luxuries. If you want to sponsor their meals, be my guest."

Yu Xiaogang froze at Flender's words.

Spon

sor? Where would he get the money for that?

He'd barely survived all these years on the charity of others.

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