"Scumbag" and Xiao San

Since Zu Zong had already obtained his first Soul Ring, neither of them had any reason to remain in the Soul Hunting Forest.

This damned place not only had terrible living conditions, but was also extremely dangerous. They did not want to stay a moment longer.

They ate some of the dry rations they had brought with them, making do with them for breakfast, then headed toward the edge of the forest.

Their speed was noticeably much faster than when they had arrived.

Zu Zong leaped swiftly between the towering trees, with Blanklin closely following behind him.

Ever since he had revealed his exceptional Soul Power control techniques in front of Blanklin, Zu Zong could no longer be bothered pretending to be weak and simply let his instincts loose.

"Zu Zong, slow down, you brat!" Blanklin shouted from behind. His Martial Soul was the Green Bull, a strength-type beast Martial Soul. Speed was his weakness, and with his crude Soul Power control, he simply could not move swiftly across tree trunks through continuous leaps like Zu Zong.

Since obtaining his first Soul Ring, Zu Zong had keenly felt how much stronger he had become. He was therefore eager to find a soul beast and test his strength.

He released his Blue Silver Domain, using the Blue Silver Grass in the forest to sense everything around him.

Suddenly, Zu Zong seemed to notice something. He stopped and muttered, "Hm? A venomous snake! And a century-old one at that. It looks like it's chasing something?"

Blanklin caught up as well. Seeing Zu Zong stop with a grave expression, he asked, "What is it? Did you find something?"

After witnessing Zu Zong's First Soul Skill, Blanklin had completely abandoned the idea of taking him as a disciple. Such an unparalleled genius was not someone he could teach, and besides, he had nothing left to teach him. In Soul Power control, he was inferior to Zu Zong. In cultivation, although Zu Zong was only at the tenth level or so, he could already rival some Soul Grandmasters. Most importantly, he was only six years old. Compared to him, Blanklin merely possessed a bit of insignificant experience. Barring any surprises, Zu Zong's future was bound to be brilliant. He might even have a chance of reaching the rank of Title Douluo.

Without realizing it, Blanklin had already begun treating Zu Zong as his equal.

Zu Zong nodded. "Yes, Dean. Not far ahead, there seems to be a century-old soul beast pursuing an old man and a child."

Blanklin thought for a moment, then said, "Let's go save them!"

Leaving someone to die was not his style. Besides, even if they were bad people, anyone being chased by a century-old soul beast could not possibly be all that formidable. They posed no threat to the two of them.

Zu Zong nodded, sprang onto a tree trunk once more, and leaped in the direction he had sensed.

Blanklin also picked up his pace.

Before long, the two arrived at the site of the pursuit. Before them was a flat-topped middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, dragging along a frail black-haired child as they fled at top speed. Not far behind them slithered a four-meter-long snake covered in strange patterns.

Isn't that scumbag "Grandmaster" and Tang San? The one chasing them should be that Datura Snake from the original story, right? But since I've run into it, Tang San, you'd better pick another one. Haha.

With that thought, Zu Zong casually said to Blanklin, "Dean, the ones being chased seem to be that dorm warden who's already hit menopause. He's even holding a child's hand!"

Upon hearing "the menopausal dorm warden," Blanklin immediately sensed trouble. The corners of his mouth twitched violently. It's over. My lie will probably be exposed on the spot this time. Why did I have to run my mouth back then?

"Never mind that. Hurry up and get ready to save them."

As he spoke, Blanklin activated Martial Soul Possession. His limbs transformed into iron hooves, and his body completely turned into an upright humanoid Green Bull.

Zu Zong rolled his eyes at Blanklin. If Blanklin made a move, would that Soul Ring not end up benefiting Tang San?

Zu Zong said, "Dean, don't rush. Take a closer look. That seems to be a century-old soul beast, a Datura Snake. I hear its venom is extremely potent. Your first two Soul Skills are both close-range attacks. What if you get poisoned?"

Blanklin snorted out a cloud of white mist through his bovine nose after activating Martial Soul Possession, then nodded. "Then what do you suggest?" He did not believe Zu Zong was the sort to stand by and watch someone die, especially when the people they were saving belonged to the same academy. Otherwise, he could only say that he had misjudged him.

"When dealing with a Datura Snake, ranged combat is best. I'll first find a way to restrain it with my First Soul Skill. Then you can hit it with your famous ultimate move: Super Electromagnetic—ah, no, Super Horn Cannon."

"Mm, good strategy!" Blanklin nodded to himself. As expected, he was a fine student developed in morality, intellect, and physical training!

In the distance, Yu Xiaogang and Tang San were running with all their might, exhausted from their desperate flight.

Tang San was not particularly concerned. Relying on the Tang Sect's ultimate arts, he did not fear a mere wild beast.

Yu Xiaogang, however, was in a miserable state. Despair had already taken root in his heart. He was not afraid of death, but he feared dying in obscurity.

Tang San was his hope of proving that his "theories were invincible"! He could not die here.

"Damn it, why is such a venomous creature appearing on the outskirts of the Soul Hunting Forest?"

Tang San was loyal and righteous, and his talent was outstanding. If he became a Title Douluo in the future, he surely would not forget that his teacher had sacrificed himself for him today—or so Yu Xiaogang thought.

So, he made his decision. He would sacrifice himself to buy Tang San time to escape.

"Xiao San, run! A fart that rumbles like thunder—Earth-Shattering Luo!"

Before Yu Xiaogang could finish speaking, Tang San's voice rang out.

"Teacher, someone's coming?"

Tang San's tone was clearly displeased, because he saw the person who had humiliated him so thoroughly before. The Sleeve Arrow in his hand trembled unconsciously, ready to fire. At this critical moment of life and death, Yu Xiaogang had no mind for such matters. He turned his gaze toward the newcomers and was instantly overjoyed. Excitedly, he said, "Xiao San, we're saved. It's the Dean of Students from our Nuoding Academy."

Hearing that it was the Dean of Students, Tang San quietly put away his Sleeve Arrow, thinking, I can't reveal myself in front of so many people. As for that little bastard, I'll give him a proper beating after I obtain my Soul Ring.

Seeing that Yu Xiaogang's life was hanging by a thread while Tang San was still putting on an act, Zu Zong sneered disdainfully. Could a lousy Sleeve Arrow really be concealed so elaborately?

He exchanged a glance with Blanklin, and both of them nodded.

Zu Zong was the first to use the Kunai Throwing Technique, hurling two kunai from a blind spot at the Datura Snake's eyes.

With a squelch, the Datura Snake narrowly dodged one of them, but the other kunai pierced and blinded one of its eyes.

The Datura Snake erupted in pain and rolled wildly across the ground, sending dust flying everywhere and obscuring the situation.

"Now! First Soul Skill: Poison Dragon Entanglement."

A distinct yellow Soul Ring rose from beneath his feet and circled his body as it spun up and down.

At the same time, Zu Zong secretly activated the Blue Silver Domain.

Under the enhancement of the Blue Silver Domain, although the range of Zu Zong's Poison Dragon Entanglement had not increased compared to when he had displayed it before Blanklin, its power was utterly incomparable. Zu Zong was determined to make the duck Tang San had been about to carve up fly away.