Soul Power Level Loss Is a Good Thing

"Little Gang, what do you mean?"

Flender, who had been secretly delighted, frowned when he heard the Master's words.

Tang Jiu's eyes lit up as well. A drop in Soul Power Level was no small blow to him, but from the Master's words, there seemed to be more to it.

He carefully sensed himself. His speed and endurance had both improved considerably, and even his basic strength had increased from � jin to � jin.

"This is a good thing!" the Master said decisively.

"What? A good thing? What's good about losing ten levels of Soul Power?" Flender curled his lip.

The Master looked at him wisely.

"Soul Power is energy. Energy does not disappear for no reason—it was used to transform Little Jiu's body!"

"A Self Spirit Fusion Skill places extremely harsh demands on the body. This was clearly Soul Power forcibly tempering his body, making it stronger so that it could adapt to increasingly powerful Self Spirit Fusion Skills."

"The reason he lost � levels of Soul Power all at once is because Little Jiu's body was not strong enough. Although using the Self Spirit Fusion Skill in the future will still lower his Soul Power as it gradually transforms his body, it will not be as overbearing as it was this time."

The Master's theory sounded rather convincing!

Tang Jiu's heart burned with excitement. A stronger body meant greater strength. As for the lost Soul Power Levels, he could slowly cultivate them back. Wasn't this another way of tempering his body?

Flander's mouth twitched. "Every good thing in the world falls into this brat's lap. There's no justice!"

"Brat, how much money did you loot?"

"Not much, not much. Just 1.8 million Gold Soul Coins." Tang Jiu deliberately revealed his gains, intentionally trying to anger Flander.

"What?!"

Flander did not even have thirty thousand Gold Soul Coins on him. Hearing that such a huge sum had slipped away right before his eyes, his intestines practically turned green with regret. He wanted nothing more than to slap himself. Why had he gone looking for the Master?

I should've searched the bodies first! My money!~~

Flander grabbed Tang Jiu by the throat. "You have to give me half! We agreed on a fifty-fifty split!"

"Hehe~~~ Big Owl, did you even make a move? How can you have the nerve to say that?"

Tang Jiu mocked him without mercy.

Flander truly wanted to rob Tang Jiu right then and there, but the Master coldly reprimanded him. This was far too shameless.

After Flander let go, Tang Jiu deliberately took out his card and hummed a little tune. "I'm rich, I'm rich, I don't know how to spend it. I'll buy one soul bone and throw one away, throw one away and buy another..."

Tang Jiu made Flender so furious that his nose nearly twisted crooked. Buying soul bones just to throw them away—this was blatant flaunting, stabbing knives straight into his heart. Did the brat not know how desperately short of money he was?

"Brat, I'm going to teach you a proper lesson today!"

Flender was about to discipline Tang Jiu, then discuss the matter of the profit split with him.

"Dad, someone wants to discipline me for you. Do you think he deserves a beating?" Tang Jiu chuckled and shouted loudly.

Flender froze, cautiously looking around before snorting. Tang Hao had not appeared earlier, which clearly meant he was not here!

"Brat, you think you can use your dad to pressure me? Let me tell you, even if your dad comes, I'll still beat you up!"

Certain that Tang Hao was absent, Flender spoke without the slightest courtesy.

"Is that so?" A deep, tyrannical voice rang out. A figure slowly emerged from the darkness, entirely concealed beneath a black cloak, yet exuding a terrifying aura.

With every step he took, a soul ring appeared around him.

Yellow Yellow Purple Purple Black Black Black Black Black!

The nine soul rings were dazzling, especially the last one. Eerie red light flickered within the black soul ring, sending chills down everyone's spine.

"Ha... Haotian Your Excellency!" Flender's face turned green.

Tang Jiu let out a strange cackle and gave Flender a look that said he should pray for himself, making Flender's liver ache with frustration.

"Didn't you say that even if I came, you would still beat my son?" Tang Hao asked coldly.

"A misunderstanding, it's truly a misunderstanding!" Flender broke out in a cold sweat.

"I won't bully you. I won't use my martial soul. Make your move!" Tang Hao declared domineeringly.

Flender gritted his teeth. If I can't beat him, can't I at least run? He activated his martial soul, and seven soul rings flashed. With a flap of his wings, he shot into the distance.

"Hmph! Let me show you what true supremacy of strength means!"

Tang Hao shouted coldly and stomped hard on the ground. His powerful legs kicked off fiercely, instantly collapsing the ground into a massive crater. With the crater as its center, spiderweb-like cracks spread across the bluestone pavement for a full ten meters.

Propelled by that terrifying force, Tang Hao appeared in front of Flender in the blink of an eye. He threw down a punch. With a bang, Flender screamed and crashed to the ground, then Tang Hao pummeled him with punch after punch until he had no ability to resist!

As he beat Flender, Tang Hao did not forget to instruct Tang Jiu. "Strength can sometimes be transformed into speed! The path of strength is profound and vast. With enough strength, one can break ten thousand techniques!"

Tang Jiu nodded happily. Seeing Flender's miserable state felt so satisfying!

Tang Hao did not hold back. He had arrived long ago and had been protecting Tang San and Tang Jiu all along. He was somewhat dissatisfied with Flender fleeing at the critical moment, but what angered him most was that Flender had actually wanted to cheat his son out of his money!

Could his family's belongings be snatched away by someone else?

Unforgivable!

Flander felt utterly miserable. He felt that Tang Jiu had arranged all of this beforehand. This brat was sneakily wicked!

Although Tang Jiu could not sense Tang Hao's presence, he was one hundred percent certain that Tang Hao was nearby. After all, Third Brother and he had only just entered Nuoding City. Tang Hao definitely would not be at ease!

After all, Tang Hao was extremely protective of his own!

In the original story, Tang Hao had beaten Zhao Wuji up after Tang San did, and even after that, he still refused to let it go and beat Zhao Wuji again. That alone showed Tang Hao's temperament.

"Haotian Your Excellency!" The Master bowed slightly, looking excitedly at his idol. He was also reminding Tang Hao that it was time to let Flender go; if he kept beating him, Flender would turn into a pig's head.

Tang Hao did not dare neglect the Master, considering he was his son's teacher, so he finally spared Flender.

"Thank you for teaching Little Jiu and Xiao San!"

Tang Hao took a token from his robes and handed it to the Master. "Take this. It will make it easier for you to resolve many troubles."

The Master accepted it and looked at it. His expression turned solemn—it was actually Spirit Hall's highest-level token, bearing the mark of six!

Only then did Tang Hao turn to Tang Jiu and sternly rebuke him. "Reckless, arrogant, conceited! Do you know how much trouble you caused?"

Tang Jiu had originally thought Tang Hao would praise him properly, but instead, he was met with a torrent of scolding. He immediately retorted impolitely.

"I'm still not as bad as you! I was taking the blame for you. The moment they heard I was Tang Hao's son, their eyes turned red and they rushed at me howling. Tell me, Dad, you didn't go and ruin Spirit Hall's Saintess, did you?"

The Master's eyes widened at those words, while Flender stared at Tang Jiu as though he had seen a ghost. This brat really has guts. He even dares to make fun of his own father.

"Little Jiu! I think your skin is itching!"

Tang Hao nearly died of anger. The one who had ruined Spirit Hall's Saintess was Qian Daoliu's bastard son! He raised his hand.

"Hey, hey, a gentleman uses words, not fists. Dad, you're feeling guilty..."