Aromatic: I'm Super Brave, Okay!

It had to be said, Tang Dog had truly perfected the eight words "selfish, self-serving, pure, and noble."

No one in all the worlds could compare to him.

When others founded a faction, they left behind vast cultivation resources for future generations. When Tang San founded the Tang Sect, he left behind flawed Tang Sect's Ultimate Skills—achieving both purity and nobility, as well as selfishness and self-interest.

Anyway, he had already left behind the Tang Sect's Ultimate Skills. Whether you could learn them was up to you. If you could not, you could only blame yourself for not working hard enough. How could you blame the ultimate skills left behind by Lord Tang San?

"I have a way to store this place in your Sea of Consciousness. Or you could use a Dragon Slave as the host of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well and store it inside that person's body. A clone would work too."

The dragon soul quickly laid out several methods. "There is also that wisp of divine soul inside the Tang Sect's Ultimate Skill manual. You can turn it into a Dragon Slave or a clone as well. It is entirely up to you."

After hearing the dragon soul's words, Tian Mucheng had yet to speak when Mo Yan asked first, "Why are you helping us so much?"

There was no such thing as a free lunch. This guy had helped the main body so much—could he really have no other motives?

Hearing this, the dragon soul answered without hesitation, "I was bored, so I made an investment on a whim. Is that not allowed?"

Mo Yan: .

That answer really was a little—

"Alright, there is no need to waste time on this." Tian Mucheng stopped Mo Yan from dwelling on it further. "Senior Dragon Soul, can you directly turn that divine soul into a Dragon Slave, then store this place inside the dragon soul's body?"

"Yes."

The dragon soul nodded and immediately began.

That Tang Sect's Ultimate Skill manual flew into the dragon soul's hand. A powerful divine force instantly wrapped around the manual, and within moments, He forced that wisp of divine soul out.

"Who are you people?"

Tang San's divine soul appeared before everyone. Seeing the people below, he felt both surprised and wary.

In particular, the golden-eyed youth gave him an extremely dangerous feeling, as though he were no more than an ant before him.

How was that possible? He was Lord Tang San. Though he was only a wisp of divine soul, he should not have felt this way.

Mo Yan moved closer to Tian Mucheng and whispered, "This guy really does look quite presentable."

"He is indeed rather pure and noble."

Tian Mucheng nodded, agreeing with Mo Yan.

"You people!"

Seeing how thoroughly these people ignored him, Tang San was about to make a move when he suddenly realized something was wrong. Why could he no longer sense the aura of the God Realm?

Impossible!

As a divine soul, he was still alive, so his main body could not possibly have come to harm. But why could he not sense even the slightest trace of the God Realm's aura?

What exactly had happened to the God Realm?

Wait—pure and noble Tang San did have some brains. He immediately understood what had happened and looked toward the golden-eyed youth who could threaten him.

Had this guy isolated the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well from the God Realm?

"Leave immediately, and I will spare you!" Tang San ultimately made what he considered his wisest choice. Suppressing the killing intent in his heart, he spoke coldly.

Once these people left, he would report this to his main body.

"Finished with your last words?" the dragon soul asked. Yet His hand had already moved, and a powerful suction force instantly pulled that wisp of divine soul over.

"Bastard! I am Seagod Tang—"

Before Tang San could finish speaking, the dragon soul had already turned him into a blue treasure orb and casually played with it as He walked into the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Mo Yan picked up the Tang Sect's Ultimate Skill manual, the corners of her lips unconsciously curving upward. She had a feeling she would use this book in the future.

The dragon soul walked into the center of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well and looked at the weeds trembling in place. In His eyes, these immortal herbs were nothing more than insignificant weeds.

The only thing in this diseased world that interested Him was the God Position possessing the authority of immortality. But it merely interested Him; there was no need for Him to take it.

No one could stop Him from living as long as He wished. Likewise, no one could stop Him if He wished to die.

"Everyone, you saw what happened just now, did you not?" the dragon soul said to the trembling weeds. "If you do not wish to die, I hope you will do as I say."

"Otherwise—"

Before the dragon soul could finish, an immortal herb suddenly interrupted Him.

"You only killed a wisp of that lord's divine soul. Once that lord senses it, you will be finished."

"Leave immediately, and we can pretend we saw nothing."

The dragon soul looked over at the voice, curious which immortal herb had stepped forward to interrupt Him at a time like this.

Tian Mucheng and the others looked over as well. They too wanted to see which immortal herb was bold enough to do such a thing.

A familiar yet unfamiliar immortal herb entered everyone's sight.

"Lovesick Heartbreak Red?"

Upon seeing that immortal herb, Tian Mucheng asked uncertainly.

"You know me?" As a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, Lovesick Heartbreak Red naturally heard Tian Mucheng's words and asked curiously.

"So it really is you!" Tian Mucheng recalled scenes from the anime in his past life. After glancing at the Aromatic Silk Beauty that had remained silent all this time, he turned his gaze back to Lovesick Heartbreak Red.

"Your boss hasn't even said anything—how did you dare speak up?"

Aromatic Silk Beauty was equally shocked when she heard Lovesick Heartbreak Red's words. Since when had Xiangxiang become so brave?

The Dragon Soul could not be bothered to waste words on that fellow. It grabbed her directly and, without another word, refined her into a bead before tossing it to Tian Mucheng behind it.

The motion could not even be called practiced; it simply flowed like water, without the slightest delay.

As for the seed, the Dragon Soul held it in its hand and idly played with it alongside Tang San's divine soul sphere.

Tian Mucheng caught the bead tossed to him. The Dragon Soul's voice followed into his ears. "This thing is what your world calls a Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring. When the time comes, give this bead to whichever Dragon Slave catches your fancy."

"Weeds, who else objects?"

The Dragon Soul's voice was so cold that the surrounding temperature changed with its words. The immortal herbs trembled and lowered their heads—very, very low—afraid of becoming the second Xiangxiang.

If they had merely been trembling in fear before, now they were terrified, with not a shred of resistance left in their hearts.

At that moment, they were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered by the golden-eyed youth before them.

"Good. No objections. Otherwise, things would have been a little difficult for me."

The immortal herbs:

"Little ones, come with me."

The Dragon Soul approached the Ice and Fire Lake, and Tian Mucheng immediately had Mo Yan and Xiao Xue follow him.

When they reached the lakeside, the Dragon Soul looked at the bottomless water below. After thinking for a moment, it asked the little one following behind, "How do you want to do this?"

Tian Mucheng told the Dragon Soul what he had in mind. "I want Mo Yan and Xiao Xue to go down together. That should be fine, right?"

"You and your Dragon Slave can go down together. In any case, you can feed the benefits back to your Dragon Soul."

The moment the Dragon Soul finished speaking, it appeared behind Tian Mucheng. Without giving the little one a chance to react, it kicked him straight down.

Tian Mucheng:

Xiao Xue reacted quickly and jumped down after him.

Seeing this, Mo Yan said helplessly, "You're just forcing a pair together!"

"What, you want to go down too and make it three?"

The Dragon Soul raised a brow at Mo Yan. It looked as though, as long as she nodded, it would immediately kick her down as well.

Mo Yan immediately shut her mouth and said nothing more.

She hated the feeling of wet clothes clinging to her.

Better let her true body go down and experience it herself!