Starting from Douluo to Capture Goddesses

"Xu Ran, you are truly devious. You are really devious. A regular person would probably have no way to deal with you. But there's one thing you probably will never consider, and that's the fact that I'm not a native resident of Soul Land. I am a transmigrator, and my strength cannot be determined solely by my 'Cultivation Level'. Once the hidden weapon is released, you will undoubtedly die." Tang San clenched his fists and rose from the ground. In his hand was a foot-long Black Concealed Weapon Box.

If he used the hidden weapon, what would Xu Ran be worth?

Besides, in his anger just now, he hadn't even released his Martial Soul. If he went all out, how could he not be Xu Ran's match? Even if Xu Ran was stronger, he wouldn't be stronger than him.

Tang San stood up and looked around, letting out a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, this street was quite deserted, and no one had seen his previous humiliation. Had it happened on a busy street, with him being cuckolded, it probably would have already spread like wildfire throughout Notting City. In that case, he really would have no face left to continue mixing in Notting City.

Wherever it was, getting cuckolded was an enormously shameful thing for a man. Even if his strength was that of a level 99 Titled Douluo, being cuckolded would lead to ridicule from everyone.

"Hmph, Xu Ran, once Xiaowu is in a better mood, I will come to find you. Then, I will let you know what cruelty is. Some people are not to be trifled with." Tang San took a deep breath, his palm supporting the green hat on his head that he wanted to remove and smash fiercely.

However, no matter how hard Tang San tried, the green hat seemed to be glued to his head, impossible to take off.

It's over, it's all over.

Tang San's heart skipped a beat. Getting cuckolded was something he could accept if no one else saw it, but if he couldn't take it off, that was the end of everything. Was he going to live his whole life with this green hat on his head?

At this thought, Tang San trembled all over, and his face turned green. He couldn't believe his life would be like this.

If he walked the streets with a green hat on in the future, he would attract countless gazes. Then everyone would know he had been cuckolded.

"It can't be, it's impossible. This is just an ordinary hat, how could it not come off?" Tang San shuddered deeply. He couldn't help but release his Martial Soul, using every trick in the book to try and take off the green hat.

Several thick Blue Silver Grass vines grew from his hands, sweeping towards the green hat on his head, pulling at it with force.

But as usual, there was no reaction. Only deep pain.

After a long while, he felt as if his scalp was about to be torn off. But the hat seemed to be glued to his head, immovable no matter what he tried. Unless he ripped off his scalp, it absolutely could not be removed.

"Why can't it come off, as if it's glued to my head."

"Xu Ran, ah ah ah, what exactly have you done to me?"

"The humiliation I've suffered today will be repaid a hundredfold."

Tang San's legs gave out, and he collapsed to the ground, roaring with force. Despair crept over his face, and he could even imagine how miserable his future days would be. There were endless murderous thoughts in Tang San's eyes. Xu Ran had ruined his relationship with Xiaowu, trying to steal his woman was one thing, but he had also cuckolding him, and the hat was permanent, impossible to remove.

This is too humiliating.

"Right, there's also Teacher, Teacher should be able to help me," Tang San said with a trembling voice. Right now, the only one he could rely on was his teacher, and if his teacher also had no solution, he truly didn't know what he would do.

He took off his underclothes, wrapped his head tightly in them, not allowing a single strand of green to be exposed.

Then he rushed crazy towards the direction of Yu Xiaogang's dormitory.

...

Yu Xiaogang's Dormitory.

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang was holding a scripture in his hands, reading it carefully. On the scripture, with elegant small script, were annotations of the content. Looking at these characters, Yu Xiaogang couldn't help but have the figure of an incredibly beautiful woman appear in his mind.

It was a woman with a beauty that could bring kingdoms to their knees. She wore a luxurious long robe with black and gold embroidery, a Nine-Bend Purple Gold Crown on her head, and held a wand about two meters long, inlaid with countless gems. The woman possessed an almost perfect visage and an inadvertent noble and holy aura, which inspired a worshipful sentiment in others, making them want to kneel before her long robes.

Reminiscing about this figure, Yu Xiaogang showed a look of obsession.

Such a woman of peerless grace, her body ripe like a juicy peach, made him want to hold her in his arms and dote on her. Plus, she was the Pope, with an even nobler status than the emperor of the two great empires. Holding such a woman close and doting on her would bring a greater sense of achievement.

"Dong'er, don't blame me for being heartless. You see, didn't I quickly break up with Er Long as soon as I heard that scumbag Qian Xun Ji was dead? All these years I haven't seen her once, just to show my feelings for you. If that old fart Qian Dao Liu dies, I'll come to find you," murmured Yu Xiaogang, a smile appearing on his face.

Back then, he thought he had no chance with Bi Bidong, and only paired up with his cousin Liu Erlong to vie for control of the Golden Iron Triangle. However, he hadn't expected Qian Xun Ji to die so quickly, giving him another chance; naturally, he wouldn't stay with Liu Erlong anymore.

Er Long was also beautiful, her appearance by no means inferior to Bi Bidong's, but Bi Bidong was the Pope. Being the Pope's man, who under the heavens would dare to call him useless? By then, everyone would reverence him. However, Qian Dao Liu was not yet dead, and seeking out Bi Bidong now would be a death sentence. He would at least wait until Bi Bidong broke through to level 99, that would be the safe time to approach her.

Images of Liu Erlong surfaced in his mind, the beautiful woman he had not visited once over the years. So many years without a meeting, her stunning body must have become even more mature and sultry. It's just a pity her status was far inferior to Bibi Dong's.

"But, I'll think about these matters later. If Xiaosan shows unique talent and becomes the strongest on the Continent, being his teacher, I too can truly rid myself of the name 'useless.' Tang San and Bi Bidong have a grudge, and Bi Bidong might die by that time. In that case, I'll be with Er Long and devote myself to cultivating Tang San," Yu Xiaogang said softly, somewhat self-satisfied.

Tang San, with his Twin Martial Souls, had the potential to become the strongest in the future. This was what he was most looking forward to. After all, being able to cultivate a powerful being would prove that he truly was the number one in theory. It was just a bit of a pity that the stunning Bi Bidong might be killed by Tang San. Having never truly possessed her, he would feel some heartache if she died.

Bi Bidong, also with Twin Martial Souls and the Spirit Hall Pope. She would surely strike against Tang Hao and Tang San in the future.

However, no matter who won, he would not lose. After all, he had not yet made his stance clear to either Bi Bidong or Liu Erlong. No matter what happened in the future, he could be the winner.

"Whether your master's wife will be Er Long or Bi Bidong in the future is up to you, Xiaosan," Yu Xiaogang murmured, looking forward to Tang San growing stronger. That way, he could feel a greater sense of achievement. Merely being the husband of the Pope, he feared some might criticize him behind his back for living off a woman. That was not a favorable title.