Tang San Was Dumbfounded—Who Had He Offended?!

Yun Feng had been unwilling to cultivate before for this very reason. Now that he had a Stand User, he naturally had nothing to worry about.

With a cultivation method in hand, Yun Feng directly chose the Raging Thunder Fist for physical training.

After eating at Uncle Wang's house next door and exchanging a few casual words, Yun Feng returned to the stream and began cultivating in earnest.

After circulating the Ghost Fiend Calamity Blood Method only a few times, Yun Feng felt the blood and vitality throughout his body surging upward.

Yet the bloodthirsty urge described in the method did not appear, nor did Yun Feng feel the blood in his body burning away.

At the same time, the Soul Power scattered through the air continuously drew closer to Yun Feng.

It was absorbed into his body.

Yun Feng could clearly feel his body constantly growing stronger. His previously depleted dantian became full after being nourished by Soul Power.

Of course, Yun Feng kept a close eye on Tang San's name on the Heaven Suppressing Stele.

He only stopped cultivating after the name had dimmed completely.

After all, Yun Feng still did not know how the Heaven Suppressing Stele was triggered. If he killed Tang San, this cash cow, he would lose his chance.

For the sake of sustainable development, Tang San still had to stay alive.

After finishing his cultivation of the Ghost Fiend Calamity Blood Method, Yun Feng tried absorbing Soul Power again, but this time was completely different from before.

Yun Feng discovered in surprise that his perception of Soul Power had become countless times stronger.

Like parched earth finally meeting sweet rain, Yun Feng could clearly sense his Soul Power continuously rising.

Yet his Martial Soul was still the same Martial Soul. Its awakening had failed, and nothing had changed.

Could it be that the Heaven Suppressing Stele could not only make Tang San bear his negative conditions, but also let him share Tang San's Innate Full Soul Power cultivation speed?

This discovery pleasantly surprised Yun Feng.

He could not cultivate the Ghost Fiend Calamity Blood Method for now, or he might easily turn Tang San into a dried corpse. But he could cultivate Soul Power!

With such an opportunity before him, Yun Feng naturally would not let it slip away. He began madly absorbing the free Soul Power between heaven and earth without end.

His absorption was utterly violent. He did not care in the slightest whether his meridians could withstand it, taking in everything that came his way. After all, Tang San bore all the negative effects.

Caution? That did not seem to exist anymore, because Yun Feng discovered that any Soul Power entering his body was incomparably pure, without the slightest sign of forcing growth.

Meanwhile, on the other side of Holy Soul Village, Tang San also sensed that something was wrong.

For no reason at all, he suddenly felt weak. When he examined himself closely, he was nearly scared to death.

Tang San had already been poorly fed, and after Yun Feng's actions, his Essence Blood began burning away.

He was now so thin that he was practically nothing but bones. At the same time, countless strands of Soul Power had appeared within his body.

But that Soul Power was composed entirely of impurities.

Although he had not obtained a Soul Ring, Tang San could clearly feel his Soul Power continuously rising!

His body was about to burst apart. For the sake of his life, Tang San could no longer spare attention for cooking for his father.

He hurriedly sat cross-legged and desperately circulated the Mysterious Heaven Skill, beginning to purge the impurity-filled Soul Power from his body.

Yet as he purged it, Tang San's heart filled with bloodthirsty thoughts. For some reason, he desperately craved the taste of blood.

For a moment, he was nearly driven mad by the torment! Naturally, Yun Feng knew nothing of Tang San's changes. He merely watched the name on the Heaven Suppressing Stele brighten and dim, then dim and brighten again.

So he did not pay much attention to it. He even thought Tang San truly deserved to be the chosen son of this world.

He was unbelievably resilient!

After this round of cultivation, Yun Feng's meridians were also being violently destroyed and then reforged.

Whenever the name lit up, Yun Feng cultivated the Ghost Fiend Calamity Blood Method. Whenever it dimmed, he stopped absorbing Soul Power.

Repeating this process, Yun Feng cultivated with tremendous enjoyment.

His Soul Power also rose frantically. Only when Tang San's name dimmed once again, and this time took an extraordinarily long time to brighten, did Yun Feng finally stop.

At the same time, he silently prayed for Tang San.

"Don't die. At least wait until I figure out how the Heaven Suppressing Stele works before you die!"

After Yun Feng stopped cultivating, he had no idea that the entire Holy Soul Village had already been alarmed.

No one knew why Tang San, who had been perfectly fine before, had turned skeletal and lunged at livestock to bite them.

Only after draining every drop of blood from their bodies did he switch targets.

Several times, when Tang San glanced at them, their scalps went numb. That look made it seem as though he would rush over and bite them the next second.

That state was truly terrifying. As for Tang San's father, Tang Hao was still dead drunk, utterly unaware of what had happened to Tang San.

Tang San naturally knew these villagers feared him, but he did not know how to explain himself.

Just when the bloodthirsty urge finally subsided and he wanted to say something, Tang San could not help but let out a scream.

Every meridian in his body was violently tearing apart, while his skin began splitting open. The little blood he had left now soaked through his clothes.

This sudden change nearly scared Tang San to death.

Ignoring the pain, he sat cross-legged again and frantically circulated the Mysterious Heaven Skill.

His new life had only just begun. He did not want to die again!

When Yun Feng returned to the village, he saw Tang San sitting cross-legged on the ground, his entire body covered in blood.

Many villagers stood around him, looking at Tang San with worried expressions and muttering among themselves, yet not one dared step forward.

After all, the sight of Tang San drinking blood moments ago had left too great an impact on them.

Yun Feng looked at Tang San's flickering name on the Heaven Suppressing Stele, then at Tang San's current condition.

He was somewhat worried. He truly feared that Tang San would kick the bucket.

Although he could cultivate Soul Power now, he still wanted to keep climbing!

No one would believe it if he said it aloud—someone was actually worried about an enemy he did not get along with!

Tang San, meanwhile, felt utterly miserable. Who had he offended to be targeted by such a method? He was certain that before today, he had not offended anyone.

After all, he was only six years old, and he was equally certain that there had been nothing wrong with his body.

Everything that had just happened seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, completely impossible to understand.

Most crucially, when he examined himself internally, he even saw that his Martial Soul seemed on the verge of shattering.

It hurt. It hurt unbearably!

"Uncle Wang, Aunt Chen, what happened to Tang San? Did someone beat him into this state?"

Yun Feng's sudden question made the two people standing in front turn around. When they saw that it was Yun Feng, they said nervously, "No one beat him. Xiao San suddenly became like this for no reason!"

Through Uncle Wang and Aunt Chen's explanation, Yun Feng learned what Tang San had gone through while he had been cultivating.

Just hearing it made one's hair stand on end.

Was this the power of a Stand User? He himself was completely fine, while Tang San had nearly been toyed to death by him!

He had even become like a wild beast, drinking blood and eating raw flesh. Tsk, tsk, tsk!

However, that was not the end of it. As Yun Feng lamented Tang San's miserable fate, Uncle Wang suddenly said to Yun Feng in a secretive tone:

"Xiao Feng, remember to be careful. Your Uncle Wang has traveled far and wide and seen some things. I suspect Xiao San is an Evil Spirit Master."

Uncle Wang spoke extremely mysteriously, keeping his voice very low.

But the people standing nearby still heard what Uncle Wang had said.

Evil Spirit Master!

They were beings wanted throughout the All-Continent by Spirit Hall!