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"Blue Silver Grass, out!"
"First Spirit Skill—Root Hardening!"
As three strands of Blue Silver Grass shot up from the ground, the white spirit ring behind Tang San began to shine brightly.
"Buzz!"
With a humming sound—
The three strands of grass were successfully turned into… Blue Silver rods.
"Teacher, brother, take these. You can use them for self-defense."
Watching from the shadows, Fu Ye couldn't help but give Tang San a mental thumbs-up.
Tang San's future career was basically secured.
Selling brooms? Mops?
He'd be mass-producing Blue Silver rods for wholesale.
"Mm, Xiao San is thoughtful."
Seeing Tang San's spirit skill, Tang Chuan felt extremely pleased.
The positions of Sea God and Asura God—
Could only belong to him.
As for his former self?
At best, he deserved to crawl at his feet like a dog.
"Mm, let's hurry and find your spirit ring, Xiao Chuan!"
Anyone with eyes could tell—
Tang San's first spirit skill was… pretty bad.
You could say it was ruined by at least eighty percent.
It was just that useless.
Among the three of them—
Only Tang San, the inexperienced fool, was still feeling proud of himself.
They continued forward.
After about fifteen minutes—
"Xiao Chuan, have you decided on your first spirit ring yet?" Yu Xiaogang asked.
"Mm. I already have."
Tang Chuan looked toward a distant lake.
He knew—
Near the shore, there would be a snake.
A four-hundred-year Mandala Snake.
"Brother! Teacher! Be careful!"
Tang San suddenly shouted from the side.
The next moment—
Dozens of gray figures surrounded them!
As night began to fall, the soul beasts in the forest became more active.
Before them—
Over a dozen ten-year Nether Wolves.
And one leading hundred-year Nether Wolf.
"It's Nether Wolves! Xiao San, Xiao Chuan—don't move!"
Luo Sanpao, pig-like as ever, wiggled its rear as it rushed forward, then turned around—
Pointing its backside at the hundred-year wolf.
Tang San was still confused—
But Tang Chuan had already taken the mask Yu Xiaogang handed him.
"Xiao San, put this on!"
Yu Xiaogang stood ready.
Behind him, two spirit rings rose—
One yellow.
One white.
Yes.
Yellow… and white.
His second ring was only ten years old.
And he had practically begged for it years ago.
Just as Tang San was still confused—
Yu Xiaogang activated his skill.
"First Spirit Skill!"
"Fart like thunder, shattering heaven and earth—Luo Sanpao!"
Luo Sanpao's muddy eyes lit up.
Its body bounced into the air like a basketball.
Then—
"BOOM!!!"
A thunderous explosion erupted.
Tang San barely saw what happened with his Purple Demon Eye.
It was…
A fart.
Realizing instantly—
He hurriedly put on the mask.
"BOOM!!!"
A wave of yellow gas blasted toward the wolves.
The impact alone knocked the hundred-year wolf flat.
The remaining wolves—
Either fled or scattered in terror.
Even Fu Ye—
A titled Douluo—
Would rather keep his distance from such an attack.
That alone showed just how disgusting Yu Xiaogang's abilities were.
"Xiao San, take out the white radishes and feed Sanpao a couple."
Yu Xiaogang looked slightly exhausted.
"Understood, teacher."
As they continued forward—
Tang Chuan finally saw it.
Trees.
A lake.
A small hill.
When these three appeared together—
He silently thought:
Mandala Snake.
"Hiss—!"
A faint rustling came from nearby.
In the darkness—
A pair of crimson eyes stared at them like a predator.
Without hesitation—
Tang Chuan threw a fire starter into the darkness.
Flames lit up the area.
"Mandala Snake! It's actually a Mandala Snake! Why would such an evil creature appear at the forest's edge?! I hope it's only ten years old!"
Yu Xiaogang trembled.
"Hiss… hiss…"
The snake, seeing three weak humans, flicked its tongue greedily.
But at that moment—
Tang Chuan acted.
He threw prepared realgar powder directly into its eyes and body.
"Hiss!!"
The snake instantly went berserk.
The burning pain made it lose all rationality.
"Xiao Chuan, what are you doing?!"
Yu Xiaogang panicked.
"I think it's perfect for my spirit ring!"
Tang Chuan had already prepared.
His Blue Silver Emperor restrained the snake.
"Damn it!"
"Fart like thunder, shattering heaven and earth—Luo Sanpao!"
Yu Xiaogang didn't hesitate.
He had already realized—
This was a nearly four-hundred-year Mandala Snake.
If they didn't kill it—
They would all die.
"Xiao Chuan, move!"
Tang Chuan dodged.
"BOOM!!!"
The attack hit directly.
The snake wavered, barely holding on.
Tang San watched everything unfold.
And his heart twisted.
Now he realized—
Tang Chuan had tricked him.
The ninety-nine-year bamboo…
Had been intentional.
The excitement in Tang Chuan's eyes earlier—
He had seen it clearly.
And the prepared realgar powder—
Everything pointed to one thing.
Tang Chuan had always planned to hunt a snake.
If you made me absorb a ten-year ring…
Then you won't get a hundred-year one either!
The snake was already near unconsciousness.
Yu Xiaogang attacked again.
"Fart like thunder, shattering heaven and earth—Luo Sanpao!"
"BOOM!!!"
The second blast hit.
The snake collapsed.
Completely unconscious.
Scales shattered.
Tang Chuan's eyes lit up.
He glanced at Tang San—
Full of disdain.
Then looked at the snake—
Greed filling his gaze.
But just as he raised his blade—
The snake's body twitched.
Tang Chuan instantly stepped back.
"SWISH!"
At that exact moment—
Dozens of steel needles shot out from Tang San's hand!
"Don't—!"
"PUFF! PUFF! PUFF!!!"
All ten needles struck perfectly—
Eyes.
Throat.
Vital point.
The ones in the eyes pierced straight into the brain—
Shredding it completely.
A yellow spirit ring slowly rose from the corpse.
Tang Chuan froze.
His mind went blank.
A long moment later—
"TANG SAN!!! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU JUST DO?!?!"