Soul Land: Ascending to Godhood Starting by Fusing Hashirama Cells
Chapter 17

Joining Forces to Interrogate Tang San

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Heaven Dou Empire, Crown Prince's Palace.

Qian Renxue lay on her bed, thinking about what she would do next.

She had sent word through Spirit Hall's guards planted in the imperial palace that she no longer intended to disguise herself as Xue Qinghe and carry out the plan to usurp the throne.

She had also told her grandfather, Qian Daoliu, that she intended to devote herself to cultivation and strive to break through to level one hundred and enter that realm in the future.

Of course, she had written about Tang Feng in the letter as well, hoping her grandfather would agree to her request.

Spirit Hall, Elder Hall.

Inside the hall stood a ten-meter-tall statue of a Six-Winged Angel, crafted from pure gold.

Before the statue stood a handsome middle-aged man in a gray robe.

He was Qian Daoliu, known as invincible in the sky and one of the only three level ninety-nine Soul Douluo, Ultimate Douluo, remaining in the world.

Qian Daoliu held a letter in his hand, studying it carefully.

After reading its contents, Qian Daoliu smiled and murmured with feeling:

"Xiao Xue has finally grown sensible and understands that she needs to cultivate."

"If what the letter says is true, with level twenty-eight Soul Power at seven years old, he does indeed have the potential to become a god. Xiao Xue's arrangements are appropriate enough."

"As long as Xiao Xue likes him, let him do as he pleases."

"Someone!"

An hour later, a dark figure flashed past Qian Renxue's room, and an envelope quietly slipped through the crack beneath the door. Qian Renxue hurried over to pick it up and eagerly began to read.

"That's wonderful!"

"Grandfather approved my request!" Qian Renxue was thrilled.

Nuoding City, Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy.

"Ah!"

With a startled cry, Tang San sat bolt upright in bed.

"Another nightmare..."

Tang San muttered under his breath, unconcerned about anyone overhearing him. The school term had yet to begin, and he was the only one in the spacious Dorm Seven.

Ever since that day, when Xiao Wu had been captured by Tang Feng before his eyes and had even sacrificed herself to Tang Feng.

Every night, Tang San relived that day's events in his dreams. Xiao Wu cried out to him for help in despair, while he was powerless to do anything.

Those mournful, tragic cries made Tang San's heart ache.

Tang San had asked his teacher, Yu Xiaogang, about sacrifice, and had learned from him what it meant.

It was an ability all Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts could use.

It could provide the recipient of the sacrifice with a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring and a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone suited to them.

In other words, Xiao Wu wasn't human!

But so what?

Xiao Wu is my little sister, my family!

That day, his teacher had asked why he wanted to know. Tang San hadn't told him about Xiao Wu's sacrifice, instead making up a random excuse to fob him off.

That was because his teacher had said that a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring and a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone were treasures every Soul Master dreamed of possessing.

The longing and desire on his teacher's face when he said those words had made Tang San want to vomit.

It's because of people like you that Xiao Wu was sacrificed!

Tap, tap. Tap, tap.

In the quiet night, the faint sound of footsteps reached Tang San's ears from outside.

Someone's outside!

And they're coming toward Dorm Seven.

Hearing the footsteps, Tang San carefully crept back into bed, pulled up his blanket, and pretended to be asleep.

Creak—

The door was pushed open, and the footsteps gradually drew closer to Tang San.

Two people, and they're here for me!

Under the blanket, Tang San realized this and cocked the Sleeve Arrow on his arm, ready to fire at any moment.

After one of the dark figures glanced at Tang San lying in bed, he asked quietly:

"Big brother, is he Tang San?"

"It should be him. Short blue hair, male, lives in Dorm Seven. He doesn't look much different from Sister Xiao Wu's description."

"Besides, for some reason, he seems to be the only student left at the school. Who else could it be?"

The other dark figure spoke in a low voice.

Pretending to be asleep, Tang San listened to the two whispering by his bed, shocked.

These two by my bed sound like children about my age. Why do they know Xiao Wu, and why do they call her Sister Xiao Wu?

Are they students at the school?

No, that can't be right. Otherwise, they'd have seen me before.

So who are they?

As Tang San pondered this,

the dark figure who had spoken first asked again:

"Then is he the bad guy who killed Sister Xiao Wu and absorbed her Soul Ring and Soul Bone?!"

The dark figure spoke with resentment, his voice full of killing intent.

He nearly startled Tang San into leaping up from his feigned sleep and firing a Sleeve Arrow at him.

"It's not him. His Soul Power hasn't reached level twenty, and he doesn't have any trace of Sister Xiao Wu's Soul Ring or Soul Bone on him."

"Go find a rope and tie him up. We'll take our time interrogating him later!"

Er Ming left Tang San's bedside, leaving Da Ming standing there alone, looking at something or other.

After eavesdropping on their conversation, Tang San had a rough idea of who the two dark figures beside him were.

They were most likely humans who knew Xiao Wu's true identity, or perhaps Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts who had taken human form, just like Xiao Wu.

On top of that, they knew about Xiao Wu's sacrifice.

Taking all that into account, Tang San felt he might be able to trust these two "people," but first he had to subdue them.

Interrogate me? You'd better see if you have what it takes first!

Tang San sprang up in an instant, flung the blanket over Da Ming's face, and immediately kicked him.

He sent him flying onto another bed, then pulled a rope from the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges and quickly tied him up.

"Big brother!"

Seeing Tang San subdue Da Ming, Er Ming quickly summoned his Martial Soul. Martial Soul Possession, Titan Giant Ape!

Er Ming transformed into a Titan Giant Ape about 1.6 meters tall.

First Soul Skill: Titan's Strength!

Against his romantic rival, a human who might have been responsible for Sister Xiao Wu's sacrifice, Er Ming held nothing back and went all out.

Titan Giant Apes were among the finest of Soul Beasts, and fighting above their level was no problem at all.

After transforming into a Titan Giant Ape, Er Ming's eyes turned blood-red. He grabbed a double bed beside him and swung it at Tang San.

"So strong!"

Seeing the double bed flying toward him, Tang San hurriedly retreated to dodge.

Boom! The double bed crashed to the floor.

Although Tang San had dodged it, Da Ming had gotten free.

As he broke free, Da Ming also summoned his Martial Soul and used Martial Soul Possession.

It was two against one, and neither Da Ming nor Er Ming was weak.

Watching the two Soul Beasts approach him like tigers eyeing their prey, Tang San knew he had kicked an iron plate again.

He hurried to explain himself and draw closer to them.

"Don't get worked up, you two. I'm Xiao Wu's friend. Xiao Wu is my little sister."

"Little sister?"

"Damn it, going by that, would I have to call you big brother too?!"

Er Ming grew angry again and hurled another double bed at Tang San.

The three fought fiercely for the time it took an incense stick to burn. Tang San was drenched in sweat, with minor injuries in several places, and looked thoroughly disheveled. Da Ming and Er Ming were also panting with exhaustion.

"Big brother, this guy's too slippery."

"We can't catch him."

"Brothers, if you can't catch me, why not stop trying? Just listen to my explanation!" Tang San said again.

"All right. Don't run, and we won't chase you. Explain it to us." Seeing that he and Er Ming couldn't catch Tang San even working together, Da Ming chose to hear his explanation first.

If Tang San made up some bullshit, he and Er Ming would resume interrogating him.

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