Douluo: Becoming a God by Relying on my Enemies

When Yu Xiaogang saw Yun Feng's straightforward demeanor, he decided to get straight to the point and said:

"It's like this: I know there's been some misunderstanding between you and Tang San. I've come here to help clear the air."

"After all, you're both geniuses. Isn't having one more friend better than having an enemy?"

Yun Feng acknowledged this logic with a nod, agreeing silently.

Seeing Yun Feng's reaction, Yu Xiaogang's face lit up with a smile. However, that smile barely lasted a second before fading.

"Having one more friend is indeed better than having an enemy. I agree with that. But did you just call Tang San a genius?"

"Heh—"

Yu Xiaogang felt awkward hearing that scoff. His expression turned somewhat stiff.

Upon reflection, though, he couldn't really blame Yun Feng. After all, a so-called genius who couldn't even take a single punch from Yun Feng wouldn't earn much respect.

Still, Yu Xiaogang knew the full story and wanted to explain.

"It's not like that. Tang San has his reasons—"

Before he could finish, Yun Feng interrupted coldly:

"If that's all you wanted to say, Master, then please don't waste my time. Whatever reasons he may have are of no concern to me, are they?"

As Yun Feng began walking past him, Yu Xiaogang couldn't hold back anymore and blurted out his true intentions.

"Let's not talk about that for now—I have another matter to discuss!"

Yun Feng stopped in his tracks, exasperation clear in his tone. "What else? My time is precious."

His words were blunt, even bordering on icy.

Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath and continued, "It's like this, Xiaofeng. You know my reputation and status in the Soul Master world."

"I believe that with your talent and my knowledge combined, your progress could reach an unprecedented level!"

"What are you implying?"

"I'm asking if you would be willing to become my disciple. I'll do everything in my power to train you."

Hearing this, Yun Feng finally understood why he had felt an undercurrent of ulterior motives when Yu Xiaogang approached him. It turned out that he had set his sights on Yun Feng himself.

Looking at the eagerness in Yu Xiaogang's eyes, Yun Feng hesitated for a moment. He neither agreed nor refused but instead offered a vague response.

"Master, it's not that I don't want to agree. With your vast knowledge, following you would certainly teach me many things."

"But haven't you already taken Tang San as your disciple?"

This comment left Yu Xiaogang visibly conflicted.

"Who says I can't have two disciples?"

Yun Feng smiled faintly. "But that doesn't seem fair, does it? How about this—you first bring me some books on soul beasts. Let me see your expertise."

Hearing the subtle shift in Yun Feng's tone, Yu Xiaogang immediately responded, "That's a small matter! Just wait—I'll gather all my life's work and let you see for yourself!"

Satisfied with his response, Yun Feng nodded and walked back to his room. Before entering, he left one final remark:

"I'll wait for you, Master."

In the following days, Yun Feng discovered that Yu Xiaogang's research and conclusions weren't just empty talk—they were indeed impressive.

Time flew by, and before long, many students had graduated from the academy. Newcomers arrived, all showing great respect to Yun Feng. After all, he was now undeniably the number one talent of the Nuoding Primary Soul Master Academy.

Over the years, Yun Feng and Xiao Wu's relationship had grown significantly closer. Tang San, harboring strong feelings for Xiao Wu, had subtly expressed his affection multiple times, only to be gently rejected each time.

Xiao Wu, on the other hand, seemed to hold a unique admiration for Yun Feng. His natural leadership aura had a profound effect on her. She often subconsciously considered Yun Feng's opinions in her decisions.

Yun Feng, however, pretended not to notice. After all, he had his own reservations.

During these years, the new Hall Master of the Spirit Hall reported Yun Feng's extraordinary talent. Even Tang Hao, knowing it was unrealistic to eliminate every branch Hall Master, decided to remain uninvolved as long as his son and Xiao Wu weren't threatened.

The Spirit Hall, intrigued by Yun Feng's potential, even sent emissaries to invite him to study at Spirit City. Though Yun Feng was tempted, he ultimately declined after careful consideration.

He knew that attending Spirit City would grant him immense resources. However, this did not align with his plans. No resource could compare to the Zhen Tian Stele, and his focus remained on his goals—obtaining the celestial herbs and Ah Yin's soul bones.

Plans were meant to be executed with precision, not altered halfway for fleeting gains.

The Spirit Hall emissaries respected his decision and left without pressing further.

Six years passed at the Nuoding Academy, and Yun Feng remained a towering presence. With graduation on the horizon, his soul power had reached an astonishing level 38, despite starting with zero innate soul power.

His rapid progress relied on borrowing the talents of Tang San, Tang Hao, and Yu Xiaogang. Yet, maintaining parity in cultivation remained no easy feat, and Yun Feng felt satisfied with his achievements.

Interestingly, ever since Yun Feng began accepting Yu Xiaogang's guidance, Tang San's attitude had shifted. The hostility between them seemed to fade, leaving Yun Feng puzzled. He even briefly wondered if that one punch had somehow scrambled Tang San's mind.

Ultimately, Yun Feng dismissed the thought. After all, Tang San's name remained etched on the Zhen Tian Stele, a constant reminder to remain vigilant. The boy was likely plotting something in the shadows.

Watching Tang San attempt to curry favor with Xiao Wu while chatting with her, Yun Feng smirked internally before resuming his cultivation.

In his heart, Yun Feng recalled a principle from his past life:

> The high, wealthy, and handsome always outrank the clingy and the nice.

He ha

d no intention of being the latter. If anyone wanted to flatter, they'd have to flatter him first.