Blue Silver Pig: Tang San, You Really Are a Pig of a Teammate!

"To think a beast could be this slippery! I don't believe you can escape the palm of my hand!"

Zhao Wuji's burly frame surged with power as his fourth purple soul ring suddenly lit up, then detached and flew outward.

This purple soul ring seemed to have eyes of its own; it caught up to the Blue Silver Pig and looped directly around its neck.

Great Strength Vajra Bear martial soul, fourth soul skill, Positioning Tracking!

Although Zhao Wuji himself did not excel at speed, that did not mean he lacked the means to deal with fast enemies.

Once locked onto by his fourth soul ring, as long as the target was within a hundred-meter radius, he could use the force of a leap to instantly close the distance between himself and his enemy.

For a heavy-armored warrior like Zhao Wuji, who possessed thick skin and high attack power, this soul skill could not be more useful.

As long as he could use this fourth soul skill to close the distance to his opponent, he could unleash his specialty: close-quarters combat, crushing his opponent in one fell swoop.

"BOOM!"

Zhao Wuji exerted force through his legs, launching himself off the ground.

Dust billowed, forming a shockwave as his body shot toward the Blue Silver Pig like a cannonball.

The Blue Silver Pig scrambled with its four hooves, twisting its body in an attempt to dodge, only to find that no matter how it maneuvered, the trajectory of Zhao Wuji's body shifted to follow it.

"Oink, oink, oink!"

A purple light flickered within the Blue Silver Pig's eyes—it was the Tang Sect's unique skill, the Purple Demon Eye.

After activating the Purple Demon Eye, the Blue Silver Pig instantly calculated every change in Zhao Wuji's movement trajectory. It then performed a wide split with its hind legs, aiming its rear at Zhao Wuji's face in a highly unrefined posture.

A stream of warm liquid sprayed out from the Blue Silver Pig's junk, shooting straight toward Zhao Wuji's face.

Zhao Wuji, thinking he was about to catch the cunning little pig, had his mouth wide open, grinning foolishly.

In an instant, the golden liquid flowed directly into Zhao Wuji's mouth, causing him to cough violently and nearly fall from the air.

"What a magnificent 'Urine from the Heavens' technique. Truly worthy of being the overlord among pigs!" Shen He exclaimed with a sigh.

It was hot, salty, and carried a refreshing, tea-like fragrance.

Zhao Wuji smacked his lips, tasting the golden liquid, and asked in confusion, "What is this stuff? It's actually quite fragrant, but why is it a bit pungent?"

He then looked in the direction of the stream and immediately saw the little Blue Silver Pig shaking itself off.

"You bastard! You actually dared to make me drink piss?! I'm going to kill you!"

Zhao Wuji's rage meter hit its limit, and he was on the verge of falling into a berserk state.

However, at that very moment, the second soul ring on the Blue Silver Pig's body suddenly lit up.

Zhao Wuji's body suddenly stiffened as a layer of fine Blue Silver Grass vines sprouted instantly across his frame, binding him firmly in place.

These Blue Silver Grass vines were tipped with inch-long thorns that pierced into Zhao Wuji's body. A warm liquid was continuously injected into him, causing his body to begin to go numb.

Paralysis toxin?! Whether it was that urine from before or these vines now, everything is poisonous! Zhao Wuji felt a chill in his heart.

Tang San, standing to the side, was completely dumbfounded. The Blue Silver Pig was even more adept at using this Second Soul Skill than he was, and the timing was nothing short of perfect.

Tang San's second soul ring had been obtained from a plant-type soul beast known as a Ghost Vine. This soul beast possessed extremely potent neurotoxins; as soon as one was pricked by the Ghost Vine's thorns, the toxin would immediately spread.

But the ability that soul masters and soul beasts feared most was the Ghost Vine's other skill: Parasite!

When the Ghost Vine attacked, it would spontaneously scatter countless microscopic seeds that would attach themselves to the enemy and parasitize them.

As long as these seeds absorbed enough nutrients, or if the Ghost Vine actively provided them with energy, the seeds would grow on the host, transforming into new Ghost Vines.

However, even Tang San hadn't expected that after his martial soul mutated into a Blue Silver Pig, even its urine would contain Blue Silver Grass seeds, allowing for long-range Parasite attacks.

By injecting soul power, the Blue Silver Pig's Parasite ability produced effects that even surpassed the original Ghost Vine itself.

Under the infusion of soul power, the parasitic seeds would grow instantly, catching the opponent completely off guard. It could be called an extremely insidious control skill.

For instance, right now, if these Blue Silver Grass vines were merely wrapped around Zhao Wuji's body, they wouldn't be able to restrict him at all.

He wouldn't even need to activate his First Soul Skill, Immovable Ming King Body; Zhao Wuji could snap these vines with brute force alone.

But because Zhao Wuji had accidentally swallowed the Blue Silver Pig's urine earlier, he now had Blue Silver Grass seeds in his mouth and stomach.

Under the Blue Silver Pig's control, Zhao Wuji's mouth was now stuffed with Blue Silver Grass vines. He was choked to the point of making "wuwu" sounds, unable to even speak.

The Blue Silver Pig had chosen the perfect moment to trigger Parasite—exactly the instant before Zhao Wuji was about to reach him.

This was a disaster; Zhao Wuji lost control of his soul skills, and his body, which had been rising, suddenly plummeted.

"Pfft!"

The Blue Silver Pig flicked its little tail, and a yellow gas sprayed out from behind it, hitting Zhao Wuji squarely in his large head.

Poor Zhao Wuji had finally managed to circulate his soul power to destroy the Blue Silver Grass vines inside his body and was panting heavily, only to be "ambushed" in such an incredibly insidious way by the Blue Silver Pig.

An indescribable, terrifying stench instantly permeated Zhao Wuji's respiratory system. He felt as if his airways were being scorched by the odor, causing him agonizing pain.

The dignified Immovable Ming King was actually rolled his eyes from the Blue Silver Pig's fart, his consciousness slipping into chaos.

Moreover, this fart from the Blue Silver Pig not only had a soul-stirring scent but also carried a powerful force of impact, sending him crashing heavily to the ground like a falling meteor.

The Blue Silver Pig, however, used the reaction force of the nitrogen-propelled blast to perform a somersault and land steadily on the ground.

Not far away, Shen He, Dai Mubai, and the others were already staring in stunned silence.

This pig is freaking ferocious; it actually left Zhao Wuji helpless and even caused him to suffer a major loss.

Although its attack methods were truly bottom-of-the-barrel, one had to admit they were incredibly effective.

Zhao Wuji stood up groggily, shook his massive head, and cast a fearful glance at the Blue Silver Pig.

This blue pig had practically turned into a demon; it was not only cunning but completely devoid of principles, and its attack patterns were utterly unpredictable.

Even as self-confident as Zhao Wuji was, he had to admit that he couldn't take this pig down in the short term.

"However, I don't necessarily have to deal with this pig!"

"Third Soul Skill, Gravity Enhancement!"

The purple thousand-year third soul ring on Zhao Wuji's body suddenly lit up, yet his eyes were fixed on the direction of Tang San, who was standing to the side.

Suddenly, Tang San felt as if his feet had sunk into a quagmire; his body became heavy in an instant.

"Ah?!"

Tang San was shocked. He had been so stunned by the Blue Silver Pig's combat performance that he had remained frozen in place.

He hadn't expected Zhao Wuji to seize the opportunity and trap him.

Zhao Wuji, completely unaffected by his own Gravity Enhancement, strode toward Tang San.

Under the effect of the gravity, Tang San's speed was significantly reduced. Furthermore, his Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track was clearly inferior to the Blue Silver Pig's, and he was grabbed by the neck by Zhao Wuji in one fell swoop.

The Blue Silver Pig was just about to come to the rescue, only to find that Tang San hadn't even lasted a single round before being taken down by Zhao Wuji.

"Oink, oink, oink!"

The Blue Silver Pig slapped its own forehead with its front right hoof, sat down on the ground in resignation, and let out a dull grunt toward Tang San.

Shen He chuckled and said, "Let me translate: the Blue Silver Pig means that Tang San is even more of a 'pig teammate' than he is."