After struggling for a moment, Tang San
looked at his arm pierced by the poisonous fangs and felt his poor condition.
He gritted his teeth
and followed Yu Xiaogang's advice.
He single-handedly cleaved the bamboo in two,
seemingly venting his resentment as he sliced the bamboo into several pieces.
Yu Xiaogang, accepting reality,
resumed his teachings.
"Watch closely, the spirit ring is about to appear."
Under Yu Xiaogang's reminder,
Tang San noticed that as he dismembered the bamboo,
a faint white light emanated from the remaining branches.
The white light rippled and gathered in the air,
seemingly on the verge of dissipating.
"This is a spirit ring. You killed it, and your spirit power just met the requirements for advancement. Now you can absorb its spirit ring to achieve your advancement."
"The specific method is to use your own spirit power to draw the spirit ring to yourself, and then immediately begin meditation to absorb the spirit ring's energy."
"Xiao San, hurry up."
"It will dissipate on its own within an hour."
Tang San nodded, raising his injured right hand, enduring the pain and weakness.
He slowly condensed his remaining spirit power,
accompanied by a pale blue halo.
Blue Silver Grass grew from Tang San's palm, emitting a faint life force.
Under the guidance of that pale blue light,
the Ten-Year Lonely Bamboo spirit ring slowly flew towards Tang San.
Yu Xiaogang stared intently at the approaching spirit ring.
He shouted in a deep voice:
"Sit cross-legged and focus your mind on your martial spirit."
Tang San obeyed, sitting cross-legged on the spot, concentrating his attention on his martial spirit in his right hand.
The white halo suddenly contracted
into a white ring only the size of a bracelet, yet incredibly solid.
He directly attached it to the Blue Silver Grass on Tang San's right hand— "Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul? It actually has innate full soul power?"
Dugu Bo couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. "Could it be that he..." Dugu Bo was about to make a guess, but then shook his head in denial. "No, a Martial Soul of the same level as Blue Silver Grass can't have innate full soul power." Ling Yuan directly asked Qian Renjue. "Your Highness, what's going on?" Qian Renjue, holding Xiao Wu in his arms, finally smiled as he watched Tang San absorb the ten-year-old Gu Zhu. He turned to look at Dugu Bo. "Senior Dugu, could it be that you've forgotten what happened six years ago?" "!" Dugu Bo's pupils trembled. "Could it be that Your Highness is saying that his Blue Silver Grass is not simple, that it comes from..." "That's right, Senior's theory is also correct." Qian Renjue nodded slightly. He said quietly: "Tang San is the son of Tang Hao, with innate full soul power, possessing both the Clear Sky Hammer and Blue Silver Grass Martial Souls." Dugu Bo gasped. Ling Yuan suddenly realized why Qian Renjue was targeting that child— he truly deserved to die! A murderous glint flashed in Ling Yuan's eyes. "Your Highness, why don't we just kill them both?" "It's not the right time yet," Qian Renjue gently shook his head. The [Divine Oracle Reverse Mark] between his brows flickered, revealing the dormant divine consciousness within Tang San . "If Tang Hao hadn't been absent, things wouldn't have gone so smoothly." Xiao Wu blinked . Back then, she was still a rabbit, but she knew a little about Qian Renjue's family affairs. "Your Highness, Xiao Wu will help you," Xiao Wu gently hugged Qian Renjue's neck, nuzzling him. "Hmm, for now. Let's go," Qian Renjue smiled. He ruffled Xiao Wu's hair and led Ling Yuan and Dugu Bo away. Dugu Bo looked back, gazing intently at Tang San and his disciple. Ling Yuan, arm in arm with Qian Renjue, strolled through the forest with Xiao Wu. —The white spirit ring slowly solidified. Tang San's soul power broke through to level eleven, and his Mysterious Heaven Skill reached the second level. At this moment, he had already forgotten his previous unpleasantness. The breakthrough in the Mysterious Heaven Skill had diluted those upsetting events, but having not yet had much experience with martial souls, he was unaware of it.
What consequences would this white spirit ring bring?
Tang San looked down at himself.
He noticed that he seemed slightly taller and stronger.
The Blue Silver Grass in his hand was thicker.
Apart from that, there were no other obvious changes.
"Success!"
Yu Xiaogang saw Tang San open his eyes and hurriedly asked,
"Little San, how is it? Has your resilience improved? What spirit skill did you get?"
"Teacher, my resilience has indeed improved."
Tang San nodded, then sensed it for a moment and said rather strangely,
"My first spirit skill is Tenacity."
"It can improve the resilience of the Blue Silver Grass by 100%."
Hearing Tang San's words,
the luck in Yu Xiaogang's eyes vanished.
He smiled bitterly, "Sure enough, it's almost exactly what I guessed."
"Teacher, is there anything wrong?"
Tang San asked curiously.
"It's alright, Little San, I will use all my knowledge to help you handle it."
"Spirit skills are not about quantity, but about quality and application."
"..."
—The
next afternoon.
Using the Ruyi Treasure Pouch.
With a Title Douluo as a substitute, Qian Renjue quickly arrived at his destination.
Notting City,
near the border, has very thick city walls.
The Spirit Hall inside is a massive domed building.
Its facade is over a hundred meters wide and twenty meters high, divided into three levels.
The entire building is brown.
The Spirit Hall emblem on the main gate features only a long sword,
signifying it's the lowest-ranking Spirit Hall.
The gatekeepers all appear to be around twenty years old,
with low spirit power, not even reaching the level of a Spirit Master.
Qian Renjue shook his head in disappointment.
Even the lowest-ranking Spirit Hall shouldn't be so shabby.
However, considering that Matthew was only a Great Spirit Master,
Qian Renjue felt relieved.
He would change this situation in the future.
Qian Renjue, holding Xiao Wu's hand and leading Dugu Bo and Ling Yuan forward,
was surprised
when someone rushed out carrying textbooks, nearly bumping into him.
"Ah, sorry, sorry,"
Su Yuntao said, nodding repeatedly to the nobleman before him.
Qian Renjue glanced at his clothes, took out his Holy Son's Token, and
calmly said,
"I want to see Matthew."
"Hmm?"
Su Yuntao was stunned, his eyes fixed on the token.
It featured a bright red spider with six outstretched wings, enclosing the
character 'Jue' in the center.
The back was engraved with six patterns according to the Pope's decree.
Clearly, this token was also arbitrarily designed by Bibi Dong and her daughter.
*Clatter!
* The token fell to the ground in Su Yuntao's hand. He looked at Qian Renjue excitedly,
somewhat incoherently.
"You...you are..."
Before he could finish speaking, Su Yuntao immediately knelt to pay his respects.
"Your subordinate, Su Yuntao, greets the Holy Son."
"Alright!"
Qian Renjue grabbed Su Yuntao's shoulder in time, his eyes filled with surprise.
He hadn't expected this to be Su Yuntao.
"No need for such a commotion, just take me to see Matthew."
"Yes, yes!"
Although excited, Su Yuntao understood Qian Renjue's intention.
He lowered his body and spoke in a low voice,
"Your Highness, please come in!"
(Wishing everyone a pleasant life!)
(End of this chapter)