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Douluo: Reborn, The Silver Dragon King Became My Clingy Wife

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Chapter 18: Tigresses Training the Girls!

Douluo: Reborn, The Silver Dragon King Became My Clingy Wife

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“Raise your wrist three inches higher.

No, your left hand!

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Did you skip breakfast?

Put some strength into it!”

“You!

That rabbit!

Are your feet just for decoration?

When dodging, don’t rely on your eyes alone—feel the changes in the air currents with your body!

You don’t even understand a principle so simple?”

In the early morning camp, Wang Qiuer’s voice echoed with full vigor, laced with unreserved disdain.

Tang Ya and Jiang Nannan had been yanked out of bed at the crack of dawn by this newly joined golden-haired girl, thrown straight into a nightmarish morning training session.

The cause was simple enough.

Wang Qiuer had taken one look at their routine sparring session and couldn’t bear it any longer.

“Stop!”

A crisp word issued forth with unquestionable authority.

Tang Ya and Jiang Nannan stopped instinctively, looking at her in confusion.

Wang Qiuer crossed her arms, taking two long-legged strides in front of them.

Finally stopping, she looked them up and down with an expression that clearly said, *Are you two actually serious?*

“Is that all?” she finally spoke, her brows tightly furrowed.

“You call this combat?”

Tang Ya said, somewhat defiant, “We were just sparring.

Naturally, we held back.”

“Held back?

It looks to me like you left your brains and strength at home!”

Wang Qiuer’s words were sharp as blades.

“You, grass girl—your vines are soft as limp noodles.

Are you trying to tickle your enemy?

And you, rabbit—jumping back and forth, who are you performing acrobatics for?

Do you think a soul beast will refrain from eating you just because you jump nicely?”

Tang Ya and Jiang Nannan’s faces flushed beet-red instantly.

Neither had ever been criticized so ruthlessly.

Wang Qiuer paid no mind to their expressions.

She merely turned her head toward Huo Yuhao, who was preparing breakfast nearby.

Her gaze instantly flipped from a disdainful tyrant to a gentle girl next door.

“Yuhao.”

“Hmm?” Huo Yuhao looked up.

“Leave their training to me from now on,” Wang Qiuer announced in a tone that allowed no argument.

Before Huo Yuhao could answer, she turned back to Tang Ya and Jiang Nannan.

In an icy voice audible only to the three of them, she added, “I won’t have you two dragging him down and getting Yuhao hurt.”

With that, without giving Tang Ya and Jiang Nannan any chance to talk back, she curled her index finger at them.

“Come on.

Both of you together.

Let me see just how weak you really are.”

What followed was nothing short of hell for Tang Ya and Jiang Nannan.

Wang Qiuer’s so-called “instruction” was simple, brutal, and completely merciless.

In a word, it was a beating.

She didn’t even unleash her Martial Soul, relying solely on her terrifying physical attributes—comparable to a transformed hundred-thousand-year soul beast—along with primitive, brutally efficient combat instincts etched deep into her soul to play the two girls like toys.

“Too slow!”

Wang Qiuer appeared beside Tang Ya like a phantom, her knife-hand chopping precisely at the root of the Blue Silver Grass Tang Ya tried to entangle her with, severing the soul power flow instantly.

Simultaneously, her leg whipped out, striking Tang Ya’s calf and sending her stumbling, nearly crashing to the ground.

“Your posture is full of openings!”

Jiang Nannan activated her first soul skill, Waist Bow, catapulting her body from an impossible angle toward Wang Qiuer’s back.

Yet Wang Qiuer seemed to have eyes on the back of her head.

Without even turning around, she lightly leaned aside, letting Jiang Nannan’s attack graze past her clothes.

Immediately after, Wang Qiuer’s backhand snatched outward—counterattacking before the blow had even fully passed—and seized Jiang Nannan by the ankle.

Then…

like throwing a sack of rice, she tossed her right into Tang Ya.

The two girls rolled into a messy heap.

“Get up!

Again!”

The cold voice sounded like a death knell.

Tang Ya and Jiang Nannan gritted their teeth and scrambled up from the ground.

Exchanging a glance, both saw the humiliation and unwillingness in each other’s eyes.

“Blue Silver Thrust Array!” Tang Ya shouted softly, injecting soul power into the ground.

“Invincible Golden Body!” Jiang Nannan also activated her strongest defensive soul skill.

Yet all of it seemed utterly laughable before Wang Qiuer.

Facing the countless spikes of Blue Silver Grass bursting from the ground, Wang Qiuer merely tapped the tip of her foot lightly against the earth.

Floating up like a weightless feather, she landed gracefully two meters away.

And when Jiang Nannan charged forward beneath the shield of Invincible Golden Body, Wang Qiuer didn’t even dodge.

She simply stood her ground, waiting until Jiang Nannan reached her, then extended a single finger.

A fair, slender, seemingly harmless index finger.

She tapped that single finger gently against the light barrier of Jiang Nannan’s Invincible Golden Body.

*Pop.*

A faint sound echoed, like a bursting bubble.

Jiang Nannan’s Invincible Golden Body—capable of blocking a full-force strike from a Soul Ancestor—shattered…

just like that.

The expression on Jiang Nannan’s face froze completely.

“Using soul power isn’t about who is fiercer; it’s about who is more precise,” Wang Qiuer said coolly, pulling back her finger.

“Apply minimum force to find the weakest point, striking dead center.

Do you not even understand a principle this simple?”

Over the course of that single day, Tang Ya and Jiang Nannan were battered in twenty-seven wildly imaginative ways.

By dusk, when Wang Qiuer finally declared, “That’s enough for today,” both girls collapsed onto the ground, every inch of their bodies screaming in pain.

Invisible bruises made even moving a single finger feel like agony.

Huo Yuhao walked over carrying two bowls of steaming meat broth and specialized medicinal salves.

“Drink some broth first, then I’ll help you apply the salve.” His voice held a trace of apology and heartfelt concern.

Tang Ya weakly took the bowl and took a sip of hot broth, feeling as though she had finally come back to life a little.

Looking at Wang Qiuer nearby—who was tenderly wiping sweat from Huo Yuhao’s forehead—she couldn’t help muttering softly to Jiang Nannan beside her, “That woman…

is an absolute monster…”

Jiang Nannan gave a silent nod; she lacked even the strength to speak.

“Still…”

Tang Ya flexed her sore wrist, a strange glint passing through her eyes.

“Even though it hurts terribly, I feel…

like my Blue Silver Grass has become sturdier than before.

And my control over soul power is much more precise.”

She recalled their final spar that afternoon.

When Wang Qiuer’s fist had come striking down, almost reflexively, Tang Ya had used three vines from three different angles to instantly weave a small shield, blocking directly in front of the fist.

Though that shield was pulverized in an instant, that seamless flow of execution was something she had never experienced before.

Jiang Nannan shared the same sentiment.

She found her body felt lighter and sharper than before.

Several times, right before Wang Qiuer struck, she had been able to anticipate the attack’s direction a fraction of a second early.

This progress was real.

Though the process was agonizing, the results were strikingly remarkable.

The two girls looked at each other, seeing a complex mix of pain and excitement in each other’s eyes.

Perhaps…

being drilled by this demon wasn’t such a bad thing after all.

As night fell, tranquility returned to the camp.

The girls had retired to their tents to rest, leaving Huo Yuhao sitting cross-legged alone by the campfire.

His eyes were shut tight, but his mind had plunged deep into his vast Spiritual Sea.

Electrolux’s translucent figure floated before him.

[How does it feel?] the old man’s gentle voice sounded.

“It’s fascinating.”

Huo Yuhao felt the changes within his body.

“Watching them fight today, even though I didn’t release my spiritual power outward, I was subconsciously simulating their battle.

I found that my spiritual power seems able to ‘comprehend’ the pathways of their soul power flow much more easily.”

[That is the manifestation of your spiritual power reaching the peak of the Spirit Domain Realm.]

Electrolux stroked his beard.

[Your mind has begun to touch upon the level of ‘rules’ in this world.

To your eyes, an ordinary soul master’s soul power operation is like a formula written on paper, crystal clear at a glance.]

“Teacher, I feel like my spiritual power could break through to the next realm at any moment, but… This chapter was copied from g.com without permission.

I always feel like I’m missing something,” Huo Yuhao expressed his confusion.

[No rush.]

Electrolux’s voice held a gentle smile.

[Your foundation is laid too solidly, which makes the opportunity for breakthrough harder to find than for ordinary people.

Just wait patiently.

Now, let us cultivate that technique.]

“Yes, Teacher.”

Huo Yuhao focused his mind, beginning to cultivate a completely new method under Electrolux’s guidance.

This was not any form of meditation technique from the Douluo Continent, but rather a form of Necromancy specifically used to strengthen the bond between souls from Electrolux’s original world—the Soul Resonance Method.

As the technique operated, Huo Yuhao’s spiritual power began to vibrate at a peculiar frequency.

He could feel the points of light in his Spiritual Sea belonging to the “Spirit Souls” starting to respond to his vibrations.

The massive golden point of light representing the Skydream Ice Worm emitted a lazy, warm radiance, as if a fat creature taking a nap was humming comfortably twice.

This feeling was far deeper than simple spiritual connection.

Huo Yuhao felt as if he could personally experience their emotions, their power, their very existence.

He knew Elder Yi was having him practice this technique to prepare for his future second Spirit Soul, and even more Spirit Souls beyond.

He hadn’t attached his second soul ring yet.

Because he was waiting.

Waiting for a special opportunity, and a…

special partner destined for him.

“Little Yuhao~”

A cloyingly sweet voice echoed outside Huo Yuhao’s tent.

Immediately after, the flap of the tent was pushed aside.

A girl who looked eighteen or nineteen, carved like fine jade, adorable, and wearing an ice-blue dress, poked her head inside and slipped in.

It was none other than the Skydream Ice Worm.

“Look, look!

Is my dress pretty today?” She lifted the corners of her skirt and twirled before Huo Yuhao.

Huo Yuhao had just finished meditating.

Opening his eyes to such a sight, he smiled helplessly.

“It looks great.”

“Hee-hee, I knew it!”

Receiving the compliment, Tianmeng instantly beamed.

She took quick little steps, spreading her arms wide, preparing to launch her usual “loving tackle” at Huo Yuhao.

“Let me give you a goodnight hug~”

However, right in the middle of her leap, her body felt as if it collided with an invisible wall, instantly bouncing back.

Before she could react, another hand shot out like lightning from the side, accurately pinching the back of her neck like a helpless kitten.

Wang Qiuer’s face, bearing a “kind and friendly” smile, appeared before her.

“Little Tianmeng, not sleeping at this hour…

are you looking for big sister here to ‘loosen up your joints’?”

“N-No need!

I…

I suddenly feel so sleepy!

I’m going to bed!”

Tianmeng shuddered in terror, instantly turning into a streak of light.

Slipping from Wang Qiuer’s grasp, she dove straight into her little nest, pulled the blanket over her head, and trembled violently.

On the other side of the tent, Gu Yuena was holding a book, reading with great relish as though nothing had happened.

Only, her fingers resting on the page seemed to have twitched ever so slightly just a moment ago.

Scenes like this had played out several times a day over the past few days.

Every time Tianmeng tried to engage in “intimate contact” with Huo Yuhao, she would be subtly thwarted by either Gu Yuena or Wang Qiuer.

A moment later, muffled, resentful complaints came from under the blanket, sounding like someone venting while drawing circles.

“Sobbing…

Those two tigresses…

bullying a poor worm like this…”

“Just wait!

Just wait until I kidnap Bingbing back!

She’s a 400,000-year super soul beast!

And Ultimate Ice!

Together, the two of us will definitely wipe away this humiliation!

Hmph~!”

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