Fire Spirit Ginseng for Tang San? A New Ability of the Double Pupils!

A dozen or so minutes later.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect disciples had been drained completely dry.

They had all fallen unconscious.

Tang San had recovered somewhat as well.

But sensing the turmoil within his body only made his pale face turn even whiter.

"Brother, I'm feeling better. Don't waste your Soul Power."

Tang Lan did not stop, continuing to channel the inner force of the Nine Yang Divine Skill into him.

Still concerned, he said, "Little Sanzi, don't force yourself. Your brother has plenty of Soul Power. Just accept it."

Tang San immediately panicked!

He had activated the Reverse Undying Imprint Technique, which was already going to overdraw his potential.

If Tang Lan poured in any more Nine Yang Divine Skill inner force, then he might as well throw away his Mysterious Heaven Skill inner force and directly cultivate the Nine Yang Divine Skill instead!

He immediately reached out and pushed Tang Lan away.

"I'm fine, Brother. Save some Soul Power to deal with what comes next."

Only then did Tang Lan reluctantly withdraw his power.

Host caused Tang San's cultivation to regress, seizing a trace amount of Tang San's Luck!

Reward: "All Soul Bone ages +300"!

Tang Lan had three Soul Bones, so he had just gained 900 years for free.

He checked his Double Pupils again. Their age had risen to 2,891 years.

An increase of 771 years!

As the Soul Bone ages increased, so did their enhancement to his physique.

The ages of his three Soul Rings had also increased by 121 years.

Tang Lan nearly failed to suppress the curl of his lips!

—Damn it, even the Barrett hadn't been this hard to keep down!

Afraid Tang San would notice something, he hurriedly changed the subject—

"Little Sanzi, weren't you here to collect supplies? How did you end up fighting?"

Tang San's expression darkened as he glared viciously at the tied-up people.

"I had barely approached when they drove me away."

"When I identified myself, they said they couldn't touch this batch of supplies without the Sixth Elder's orders."

"I could understand that, so I waited here for you, Brother."

"But they said that, as proud disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, being sent here to study under our Tang Sect was exile! That they weren't valued!"

"They even loudly belittled the Tang Sect. How could I tolerate that?"

"I only suggested a spar, to show them the Tang Sect's strength and make them shut up."

"I didn't expect these people to have no sense of fair play. Once they couldn't win, they sent out stronger people!"

"In the end, they even bullied the few with the many. Three Four-Ring Soul Grandmasters surrounded me. I injured them with hidden weapons, and then they all rushed in, trying to cripple me!"

"I came out in a hurry and didn't bring many hidden weapons, so I could only use unstable explosives against them."

"I also used—then you came, Brother."

Good lord!

Tang Lan could only call it good lord!

So arrogance and tyranny weren't Ning Rongrong's exclusive trait—they were a tradition of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?

Still, this was a good thing.

If Tang San hadn't stirred up this mess today and those people had learned to use the Barrett and Vulcan Cannon, who knew when they might have taken a shot at them from the shadows?

No!

This kind of ultra-long-range sniping weapon, the Barrett, couldn't be sold around freely!

Tang Lan dismissed the Life Spirit Blue Silver Emperor and released the people who had been drained dry.

He faced Chi Feng and the arriving Ning Rongrong directly.

He declared loudly—

"Little Sanzi, from now on, anyone buying a Barrett must pass the Tang Sect's assessment. We'll only provide one if they pose no threat to us."

"Sniper Armor-Piercing Bullets must be registered under real names as well. We need to account for every single bullet!"

"Otherwise, if people like them get their hands on them..."

"I wouldn't be able to sleep at night!"

His words

made Ning Rongrong blush crimson with embarrassment and filled Chi Feng with fury!

"No problem!" Tang San deliberately raised his voice. "I will make sure to review them! Thoroughly! Carefully!"

He was just short of saying he would make things difficult for them.

Yet

Ning Rongrong and Chi Feng were powerless to refute him.

This time, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had acted improperly, and they hadn't even gained any advantage!

There were several Five-Ring Soul Kings among them, yet they had failed to take down a Two-Ring Great Spirit Master while ganging up on him?

Humiliating!

Absolutely humiliating!

At the same time,

they had gained a deeper understanding of the Tang Sect, this small sect—no wonder Sect Leader Ning had repeatedly emphasized its importance before they departed.

But he had still been negligent!

Their long-standing position among the Upper Three Sects had made their disciples far too arrogant.

That was a serious problem!

But the crucial matter now

was calming the Tang Sect's anger and ensuring their cooperation did not fall apart.

Chi Feng reined in his temper and put on a smile.

"Tang Sect Leader, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was at fault in today's matter."

"We will withdraw all these disciples and strictly select another group with better character to send here."

"Also, regarding young friend Tang San's—"

"This is the Tang Sect's Vice Sect Leader." Tang Lan coldly interrupted him. "If you cannot obtain Little Sanzi's forgiveness, then go back and tell Old Brother that our Tang Sect is too small to accommodate such a great Buddha as the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

Chi Feng's brows twitched violently!

He had to grit his teeth until they bled!

"Vice Sect Leader Tang has suffered such humiliation. I will have these disciples apologize one by one, and kneel outside Shrek Academy for three days and three nights as a warning to others!"

"We will also find ten-thousand-year Herbal Medicine to heal Vice Sect Leader Tang's injuries!"

"The Tang Sect focuses on Soul Tools and surely requires precious ores. Following the list Tang Sect Leader provided before, we will offer three times the amount!"

"Vice Sect Leader Tang, do you have any other requests?"

The fury in Tang San's eyes gradually faded.

It was not because he was easygoing. It was because they were offering far too much!

Never mind the ten-thousand-year Herbal Medicine for now.

Tang San had personally written that ore list.

The quantities were great, the quality was high, and every item was exceedingly valuable!

They were offering triple right off the bat?

Who could refuse that?

And judging by Chi Feng's meaning, he could even make further demands?

What should he ask for?

They had enough ore materials for the time being. Should he ask for something to help him raise his level?

While he was hesitating,

Tang Lan beat him to it. "How about building another Forging Workshop outside Shrek Academy?"

"It should be at least larger than the one in Suotuo City."

"The conditions in your dormitory are poor. You're always constrained there."

Tang San thought it sounded good.

With his own Forging Workshop, he would no longer have to worry about hammering iron in the middle of the night and disturbing others' rest.

"Alright! We'll do as you say, Brother!" Tang San nodded.

Tang Lan breathed a sigh of relief—he had nearly let Tang San obtain another opportunity.

As for this Forging Workshop?

It would not belong to Tang San alone. It would belong to the Tang Sect.

Host caused Tang San to lose the conditions promised by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, seizing a small amount of Tang San's Luck!

Reward: "External Soul Bone Double Pupils age +3000"!

His left eye grew hot.

The age of his Double Pupils surged past 5,000 years!

The Soul Bone Skill Copy gained an additional "skill slot," and Self-Created Soul Skills had also been added to Copy's range.

It was equivalent to having two Soul Bone Skills.

—As expected of an External Soul Bone. It was simply broken!

Nearby,

Chi Feng also breathed a sigh of relief.

For the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, anything that could be resolved with money was no problem at all.

"No problem!"

"We will definitely have it built for you in the shortest possible time!"

"I'll send people to Xingeng City and directly recruit experienced blacksmiths. Vice Sect Leader Tang won't have to trouble himself at all!"

He was truly extravagantly wealthy.

Tang San nodded, wanting to say something else.

But Tang Lan pressed a hand onto his shoulder.

"Rest for the next two days. I have the ores. I'll give them to you once you've recovered."

Tang San resisted somewhat.

That was the Wrath of the Buddha Tang Lotus!

The Wrath of the Buddha Tang Lotus, ranked first among all hidden weapons!

He was full of motivation. He did not need rest!

However,

Tang Lan's attitude was firm, and he rarely carried the authority of an elder.

—He absolutely could not miss any opportunity to make Tang San "slack off."

"Alright." Tang San compromised. "Then I'll rest tonight and come find you tomorrow."

"No!" Tang Lan refused. "Don't forge for the next two days. I've been at Rank 40 for a while now. Come hunt a Soul Ring with your brother."

Tang San hesitated for a moment

before nodding in agreement.

"I'll listen to you, Brother."

Only then did Tang Lan smile and send Tang San off to rest.

—Tang San absolutely had to come along this time.

After all, whether it was due to fate or that cheat from the heavens, Tang San had to show his face for the Eight Spider Lances, that External Soul Bone, to have any chance of dropping.

Turning around,

Tang Lan found Chi Feng lecturing the disciples who were still awake, ordering them to bring the other disciples tomorrow to apologize to Tang San, then voluntarily go kneel as punishment.

"Rongrong, I'll leave this matter to you."

"I need to fly back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect as soon as possible to mobilize resources."

After giving his instructions,

Chi Feng nodded to Tang Lan, activated his First Soul Skill, sprouted wings, and flew away.

After he had flown far into the distance,

Tang Lan slowly took out the Communication Soul Tool.

There were only two Communication Soul Tools on the continent now. One was with him, and the other was in Chen Xin's hands.

He dialed.

"Beep—beep—beep—"

There was a signal, so it had not been placed inside a Storage Soul Tool.

After ringing for several seconds, the call connected.

"Is that Lan Brother?" Ning Fengzhi's voice came from the other end.

Chen Xin must have given it to him.

Tang Lan was about to speak.

But Ning Rongrong suddenly leaned over.

"Sect Leader, shall I explain it?"

Tang Lan could not be bothered to waste words either, so he handed it to Ning Rongrong.

Then he turned and left.

He came before Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai, rubbed two Spiritual Light Balls into existence, and pushed them forward.

"You did well today. These are your rewards."

Dai Mubai was the first to shake his head.

"Compared to Vice Sect Leader Tang, I barely helped at all. I cannot accept a reward I did not earn."

Tang San had been besieged by dozens of Soul Masters, including several Five-Ring Soul Kings!

And he had still held out for several minutes, even managing to fight back.

What the hell were the three Three-Ring Soul Elders Dai Mubai had held up?

It had to be said,

Tang Lan's little brother was still better than him no matter how mediocre he was—after all, Tang Lan had armed him to the teeth with Self-Created Soul Skills and Soul Tools.

Seeing that Dai Mubai did not want one, Zhu Zhuqing was about to refuse as well.

Tang Lan grabbed a Spiritual Light Ball and smacked it directly onto her forehead.

"Don't stand on ceremony with me."

As for Dai Mubai,

he had already refused. Tang Lan could not exactly force one on him, could he?

With a thought, the Spiritual Light Ball shattered.

Tang Lan yawned, activated his flying Soul Bone Skill, and flew toward the dormitories.

Zhu Zhuqing woke at just the right moment, her eyes filled with shock!

The True Martial Seven Intercept Formation combined seven people into one, yet its amplification could reach an outrageous sixty-four times?

That was absurd!

Then she looked at Dai Mubai beside her, whose expression was complicated.

Thinking of Tang Lan's slap just now, domineering though it had been, she realized he had treated her differently.

Dai Mubai said he did not want it, and Tang Lan truly did not give him one.

She had not even said anything, yet Tang Lan had stuffed one onto her directly!

Did that not mean

that Zhu Zhuqing was different in Tang Lan's heart?

The corners of Zhu Zhuqing's lips lifted, and she vanished in a flash.

Dai Mubai was left standing there alone, unable to calm himself for a long while.

—He was like some roadside dog that insisted on barking a few extra times, only to get kicked.

When the Sect Leader gave something, he should have just accepted it.

Why the hell had he opened his mouth?

Back in the dormitory,

Tang Lan eagerly summoned his External Soul Bone · Double Pupils.

Feeling its 5,891-year cultivation, he could not stop the corners of his mouth from rising.

Today was a good day indeed!

Next came deciding what to put in the skill slots.

The first choice was naturally Life Burial—fast activation, high power, crowd control, and lifesteal.

There was no second option.

As for the second one,

since he could Copy and store Self-Created Soul Skills, Tang Lan weighed his options and stored Dragon Grasping Hand.

Lingbo Microstep was a movement technique,

the Undying Imprint Technique was half a passive ability,

and the True Martial Seven Intercept Formation could not be used by one person alone.

Compared with the benefits of Soul Skills like Blue Silver Emperor Thorns and Blue Silver Emperor Burst,

Dragon Grasping Hand could produce miraculous results in special circumstances.

—As a technique for grabbing objects from afar, it required Inner Force to be accumulated in advance before it could be unleashed.

In short, it had a casting time and cooldown.

Now that it could be cast instantly, its practicality had multiplied.

The next day.

No one knew how Ning Rongrong had communicated with Ning Fengzhi.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect disciples who had still been arrogant and unruly the night before were lined up in a row before the dormitory early in the morning.

The moment Tang San appeared,

they all dropped to their knees and shouted, "We have offended Vice Sect Leader Tang! The guilty have come to apologize!"

Bang, bang, bang—three kowtows.

Their attitude could not have been more sincere.

The commotion here woke everyone else as well.

Dormitory doors opened one after another.

When Zhu Zhuqing and the other Tang Sect disciples saw the spectacular scene, they all felt honored.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!

Did they not still have to apologize to the Tang Sect?

Only Ma Hongjun wore an ugly expression.

It was like how

no one wanted their ex to be doing better than them.

—Especially when it was someone they had loved but could not have!

Now that the Tang Sect was rising in power,

he was probably the only person in the entire academy unable to feel any joy.

Still, Ma Hongjun had some sense.

He did not show his emotions and, unusually, sped up his training.

No one knew what he was thinking.

What he did not know was

that every bit of his behavior had fallen into Tang Lan's eyes—Tang Lan usually kept his Blue Silver Domain activated on a small scale, so nothing around him could escape his notice.

Tang Lan inwardly labeled Ma Hongjun as narrow-minded.

People like that

were manageable if they followed the right leader. Someone could keep them in check while they kept their heads down and worked.

Otherwise,

they would never achieve anything great!

After the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect disciples finished apologizing and received Tang San's forgiveness,

they dejectedly returned to kneeling at the academy gates.

Ning Rongrong stepped forward and smilingly handed over a wooden box.

"Tang San, this was delivered last night. Ten Thousand Year Fire Spirit Ginseng can nourish vitality and strengthen one's foundation."

"Its fire attribute is also best suited for the Nine Yang Divine Skill. It can greatly enhance your level."

"As for the ore, it will arrive with the blacksmith in a few days."

Tang San held the wooden box and stared at the steaming Ten Thousand Year Fire Spirit Ginseng within.

He wanted to speak, but stopped himself.

His expression was exceptionally complicated.

Tang Lan nearly burst out laughing at the sight.

It had to be said,

Ning Fengzhi had put thought into this. He had specifically found Ten Thousand Year Fire Spirit Ginseng that suited the Nine Yang Divine Skill.

But

he had never considered that Tang San had not learned the Nine Yang Divine Skill at all!

In fact,

the Mysterious Heaven Skill conflicted with the Nine Yang Divine Skill, so they could not be cultivated together.

This Ten Thousand Year Fire Spirit Ginseng

was not merely useless to the Mysterious Heaven Skill, which emphasized balance and harmony—it was highly poisonous!

This thing

was useless in his hands!

But in this situation, could Tang San reveal the truth?

—Even now, he had not dared tell Tang Lan that he had not cultivated the Nine Yang Divine Skill.

After all, once he confessed, the Mysterious Heaven Skill would be exposed.

Then would he teach it or not?

"It's a fine Herbal Medicine. I'll accept it," Tang San said perfunctorily.

He put the wooden box into his Storage Ring.

Then he headed toward the cafeteria.

Tang Lan could finally no longer contain himself, and a sly smile crept onto his lips.

Served you right for hiding things!

Now you were like a mute swallowing bitter herbs—suffering in silence, huh?

Hahahaha—

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