Do You Know the Gale King?

After leaving the Spirit Mountain Range, Bibi Dong and her group, with two people in front and three behind, continued their journey in the northeast direction.

With Su Cheng and Bibi Dong's combined strength, it wouldn't take them too long to quickly reach the Slaughter City.

But with Xie Yue and the other two added, things are completely different.

It wasn't just a matter of physical strength; their Soul Power also couldn't sustain them traveling non-stop, requiring them to rest and replenish their Soul Power along the way.

In that case, it will take at least a week.

The three people following behind Su Cheng and Bibi Dong didn't dare to speak much along the way, and they mostly communicated with their eyes.

But the way the two people interacted was really strange to them.

Based on Su Cheng's current strength and his status as a powerful elder of the Spirit Hall, he can no longer be considered one of their peers.

But seeing the casualness in their conversation, I still found it extremely unbelievable.

After all, even Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo were exceptionally respectful when facing His Holiness the Pope.

Moreover, whether it was just her imagination or not, Hu Liena even had a strange feeling that her teacher seemed to be in a very good mood at the moment.

His expression was unusually gentle, completely unlike his usual stern and cold demeanor.

Just as Su Cheng and the others were on their way to the Slaughter City, Tang San also entered the dark passageway leading to the Slaughter City.

As they reached the end, a chilling voice echoed from all sides, "Welcome to the Slaughter City. This is the capital of hell, a world filled with carnage. Here, you can obtain anything you desire, but the price is your life."

Tang San ignored the voice and continued walking forward expressionlessly.

The walls of the passageway were made of a special material that his Spiritual Power could not penetrate, so he used Blue Silver Grass as a probe before stepping into the doorway at the end of the passageway.

What came into view was a black city, and black-armored knights and a hundred black-armored soldiers guarding the city gate.

The thick, black city walls were extremely wide, and a purple moon hung in the air above the city, seemingly less than five hundred meters above the ground. Looking further up, everything was pitch black.

After easily defeating the knight guarding the gate, he took the Slaughter City identity certificate marked "9316" from the knight and walked step by step toward the city gate with the four characters "Slaughter City" hanging high.

Two rows of black-armored warriors stood silently. Before Tang San could show his identity token, a woman wearing a black veil walked out from inside.

"Welcome to the Slaughter City." The woman's voice was very pleasant. After arriving in front of Tang San, she made a gesture of invitation.

"I am your guide. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask me. I will answer all your questions within twelve hours. After twelve hours, this will be your living place, and you will officially become a member of the Slaughter City."

Tang San's expression was stiff, and his voice was slightly hoarse, "What kind of place is the Slaughter City?"

"This is a paradise, a haven for the Fallen Ones."

What are the rules here?

The Black Veil Girl calmly said, "The rule here is that there are no rules."

"As a member of the Slaughter City, you can do whatever you want here, as long as you have enough ability."

"Here, all Soul Master skills are unusable. People can only survive by relying on their instincts and their own strength, with Soul Power serving as the source of power. Even Titled Douluo from the outside world will become weaker here due to the disappearance of their Soul Skill."

"And under the rule of the Slaughter King, we have nothing to fear from them. But I must remind you that precisely because there are no rules here, you may face deadly danger at any time."

"This place is a depraved paradise, a haven of sin."

Tang San repeated softly, "A paradise of sin?"

"Yes. Many people come here because they cannot survive in the outside world and have no choice but to enter. After coming here, they no longer need to worry about being hunted down. Every member of the Slaughter City will be protected by the Slaughter City."

"Does the Spirit Hall know of this place's existence?" Only now did Tang San's voice show a hint of emotion, tinged with deep sarcasm. "If they knew, why doesn't the Spirit Hall, which always prides itself on justice, come and annihilate you?"

The Black Veil Girl sneered, "So what if we know? The Spirit Hall won't take any action against us."

"Destroying the Slaughter City will do them no good at all. Mr. Number 9316, don't forget that those who enter the Slaughter City almost never leave. And those who can come here are all depraved and sinful humans."

"This place has no connection with the outside world. The Slaughter City is like a special prison, a place where the Spirit Hall guards the most heinous criminals. Why do you think the Spirit Hall would want to destroy this place? They probably wish more villains would come here."

Upon hearing this, Tang San's eyes flashed with even deeper mockery. Just as he had predicted, the existence of this Slaughter City was built upon the Spirit Hall's indulgence.

Even if Soul Skill cannot be used here, its strength is still no match for the Spirit Hall, which covers the entire continent.

In the end, the Spirit Hall is nothing more than a hypocritical force that seeks fame and reputation while claiming to be righteous.

Then, the woman continued, "There's only one way to leave the Slaughter City: become the champion of the Hell Slaughter Arena. Only after qualifying to challenge the Hell Road and traversing it can you leave the Hell Road of Slaughter City. In the Slaughter City, there is no failure, only success and death..."

And so, she explained the various rules and challenges of this place to Tang San as she led him toward the Inner City.

In the Outer City of the Slaughter City, the streets are lined with simple black stone houses. Every now and then, there are places to eat, where many people line up to wait for food. They're barely better off than beggars; as for any kind of enjoyment, it's out of the question.

The woman's explanation was simple: even wicked people are divided into different classes, and only the truly powerful wicked can enjoy themselves in this depraved paradise. As for useless scoundrels, they have no right to enjoy such things.

The city was larger than Tang San had imagined. After walking for more than half an hour, when he had a better understanding of the Outer City, the woman led him to a city wall.

Compared to the Outer City of the Slaughter City, this wall wasn't very high, only about ten meters high. Clearly, beyond this wall lay the Inner City of the Slaughter City.

The city gates opened, and there were no guards inside.

"The Inner City doesn't need guards, and anyone from the Outer City who dares to enter can go inside at any time. Of course, once inside, they must also bear the unknowns of the world within."

"Since you've just arrived in the Slaughter City, I suggest you stay in the Outer City for a while. Once you've adapted to everything here, then you can move into the Inner City."

"Once we enter the Inner City, please do not stray more than five meters from me, otherwise I cannot guarantee your safety."

Tang San glanced at her but didn't say anything.

But he could clearly sense that the atmosphere here was completely different from that of the Outer City.

Compared to the desolation and indifference of the Outer City, the Inner City is extremely luxurious and crazy, noisy and bustling.

People are having sex, fighting, and even killing each other anytime, anywhere on the streets...

He suddenly realized that in this Slaughter City, he didn't need to consciously control it; the Killing Intent would surge up continuously.

It seems that only through killing can one release the pent-up resentment within.

As they were walking, a sudden commotion broke out ahead, and dozens of people scattered and fled, eagerly making way for a figure.

After seeing the person walking out of the crowd, Tang San unconsciously stopped in his tracks, and for the first time, a noticeable emotional fluctuation appeared in his usually indifferent eyes.

He never expected to see an acquaintance in this city filled with sin and depravity.

A stunningly beautiful young woman emerged from the crowd.

Her alluring body was tightly wrapped in a black outfit, covered by a long, black robe, and her long, smooth black hair cascaded down to her waist and hips.

His delicate yet aloof face was expressionless, and his eyes were unusually indifferent.

Despite possessing a perfect figure and stunning beauty, in this city brimming with desire, not a single person dared to cast a glance at her. They all avoided her like the plague, as if encountering a ferocious tiger.

This person was none other than Zhu Zhuqing.

In that instant, many thoughts flashed through Tang San's mind.

Why is she here too?

What did she do after the competition ended?

Is today's chance encounter a perfect opportunity to pull her into the camp against the Spirit Hall?

After all, when they were both studying at the Shrek Academy, he had heard Dai Mubai talk about the various conflicts between the Spirit Hall and the Two Empires...

Zhu Zhuqing's gaze shifted slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

She also saw Tang San.

But the person in front of her was completely different from the Tang San she remembered.

Since Xiao Wu died in the square in the Pope's Palace that day, and Tang Hao fled with Tang San, they have never seen each other again.

He has changed drastically now.

Although Tang San was somewhat dull in the past, he had an almost blind arrogance in his heart, a mentality that was often revealed in his words and deeds.

He seemed convinced that he was different from everyone else.

But Tang San now seems like a completely different person.

His expression was stiff, and his eyes were sinister, yet he also gave off a vague feeling of being outwardly fierce but inwardly weak.

"Zhu Zhuqing?"

At this moment, Tang San looked at Zhu Zhuqing and took the initiative to walk over.

A smile forced onto his stiff face.

It looked rather ugly, perhaps because it had been so long since he had made that expression.

But that kind of goodwill was still very evident.

Zhu Zhuqing felt a sense of doubt upon seeing this.

The other person clearly didn't like her much before.

Especially at the Shrek Academy, because he was always suppressed by her, Tang San was clearly not convinced and was always secretly competing with her, trying to find ways to gain the right to speak.

Why is she so gloomy now, yet suddenly becoming friendly to me?

Clearly, she was unaware that during the battle in the Pope's Palace, Tang San misunderstood her intentions, thinking she was standing up for her teammate.

As for Tang San's current state, she could understand it.

Xiao Wu's death clearly hit him hard.

To be honest, Zhu Zhuqing didn't have much affection for Tang San; in fact, she didn't feel as much for Oscar and Ma Hongjun as she did for him.

She felt that the other person was too calculating, but acted somewhat childishly and impulsively. He was always concerned about pointless gains and losses, too petty, and never saw his own problems. He was very immature.

However, despite this, she at least acknowledged the extremely pure feelings between Tang San and Xiao Wu.

Although her usual way of expressing her feelings left her speechless.

She doesn't quite approve of unconditional and bottomless protection.

Moreover, to be honest, Xiao Wu's personality is really hard to like.

But neither of them are children; they each have their own way of living, and it's not my place to say anything more.

It wasn't until Xiao Wu died that Zhu Zhuqing suddenly realized that the relationship between the two was somewhat ridiculous.

Tang San's unrestricted protection of Xiao Wu was perhaps the key factor that led to Xiao Wu's eventual death.

Where did she get the confidence to step into the Spirit Hall, a place filled with Titled Douluo, in the form of Soul Beast?

Was it Tang San who gave her the courage?

Or is it that Aura Concealing Potion whose true nature she herself doesn't even know?

Is winning the Spirit Master Competition really that important?

What about Tang San's supposedly mature mind?

With a Titled Douluo as his father, how could he not know that his lover's true identity was actually a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?

Despite her inner turmoil, Zhu Zhuqing maintained her usual cool and calm expression.

He nodded as he saw the young man walking towards him. "Tang San, what brings you here?"

"My father sent me here to gain experience. And you, how did you end up here too?"

"The Star Luo Empire has its own information channels and has heard of this lawless land." Despite lying, Zhu Zhuqing's expression remained completely composed.

Knowing the other party's deep hatred for the Spirit Hall, she naturally wouldn't be foolish enough to say directly that Bibi Dong brought her here.

Although I am not afraid of Tang San, there is no need for me to cause trouble.

After all, this person is not simple.

Tang San didn't doubt it when he heard this, and tentatively asked, "Zhu Zhuqing, I just heard that Qian Renxue from the Spirit Hall completely disregarded the rules of the Spirit Master Competition and tried to kill you directly?"

"..." Zhu Zhuqing did not speak, a gloomy look on her face.

Sensing the fleeting, intense Killing Intent emanating from the other party and the faint red light appearing in their eyes, Tang San felt a sense of satisfaction.

He continued, "You probably don't know, but Qian Renxue's performance in the finals was even more terrifying. And besides her, Su Cheng's performance was no less impressive. After the competition, Su Cheng even chose to join the Spirit Hall, showing absolutely no shame."

"Indeed shameless," Zhu Zhuqing said coldly.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Tang San said no more, a slightly stiff smile on his face. "I wish you a speedy completion of your training and a safe departure from this Slaughter City. I look forward to the day when we fight side by side again. Believe me, the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue, and Su Cheng will all pay the price they deserve!"

Upon hearing this, a strange glint flashed in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes, before she said calmly, "First, try your best to survive. In the Slaughter City, danger lurks everywhere. Be careful of everyone here, and don't trust so-called 'friends.' Anyone could harbor murderous intent towards you."

"I understand." Tang San nodded solemnly. "Thank you, Zhu Zhuqing."

"..."

After Zhu Zhuqing left, the woman in black veil beside Tang San, who claimed to be the envoy of the Slaughter King, asked with some surprise, "You know the Gale King?"

"Gale King?"

"That's right." The woman looked warily at the slender figure in black who was walking away into the distance.

"She has only been in the Slaughter City for a little over a year, yet she has already won eighty-nine battles and is revered as the 'Gale King' by the Fallen Ones here."

" In the Hell Slaughter Arena, she won all eighty-nine battles, and in each battle, she was the only one to survive."

"Do you know what this means? The number of people who have died at her hands is countless."

She turned to look at Tang San, who was staring blankly, her voice somewhat cold.

"That Gale King is now the number one person in the Slaughter City!"