First Kill, Double Kill! Tang Hao Returns!

Pfft!

A soft yet incredibly penetrating muffled sound rang out.

A wisp of nearly invisible smoke rose from the Desert Eagle's muzzle.

The sound was suppressed by the silencer as well.

The short, burly man's savage grin froze instantly, replaced by utter shock and pain.

He felt as though an invisible sledgehammer had smashed brutally into his chest, as though a red-hot branding iron had pierced straight through him.

He instinctively looked down and saw a small hole in the clothes over his left chest, where his heart was. Bright red blood was gushing out.

He tried to Circulate Soul Power, but felt his Life Force rapidly draining away through the wound.

"You..."

He pointed at Tang San in disbelief, a hoarse rasp escaping his throat. Then his body went limp, and with a thud, he collapsed to the ground. He twitched twice before falling still.

It had all happened too quickly. In the blink of an eye, a Second-Ring Soul Grandmaster had been killed!

The tall, skinny man behind him was completely dumbfounded. He looked at the fatal wound in his companion's chest, then at the strange metal object in Tang San's In Hand, which still carried a faint scent of gunpowder. A chill shot from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

What was that thing? A Soul Tool?

But he had never seen a Soul Tool that fired so fast, made so little sound, and possessed such terrifying power!

His companion had not even had time to use a soul skill!

Fear instantly drowned out greed.

"Mon... monster!"

The tall, skinny man's face turned pale with fright. With a scream, he no longer dared to entertain any thought of robbery. He turned and tried to flee. Overwhelmed by terror, he even forgot about his own soul skills.

"Since you came, how could I let you leave?"

Tang San's Corner of the Mouth curled upward, his gaze icy. Killing caused him no discomfort whatsoever.

To him, the people of this other world were not people.

Since he had acted, he could not leave anyone alive. Otherwise, once news of the Desert Eagle spread, he would face endless trouble.

He injected Soul Power into the prearranged energy-storage point, just in time to test the effects of this Soul Power boost.

This energy-storage space was not large. It was tiny.

It merely produced an instantaneous burst of acceleration through high-level Soul Power.

Once he felt the Soul Power had fully filled it, he steadily raised his arm and pulled the trigger again.

Whoosh!

Pfft!

Another soft muffled sound followed.

The tall, skinny man had only run two steps when a burst of blood exploded from the center of his back. The powerful momentum sent him pitching forward, and he crashed heavily to the ground, following in his companion's footsteps.

The alley returned to silence. Only the faint scent of blood and gunpowder lingering in the air proved what had just happened.

Tang San walked over to the two corpses. After confirming they were dead, he first used Mysterious Jade Hand to pick up the bullets and shell casings.

They could be reused, after all. Throwing them away would be far too wasteful.

Judging from the wear, each bullet could be used at least two more times.

He then quickly searched the two bodies, finding a few scattered Gold Soul Coins and some unimportant items. Afterward, he put away the Desert Eagle, cleaned up any traces he might have left behind, and flashed away like a ghost, leaving this troublesome place.

As Tang San walked back to the academy, his mood remained calm and unruffled.

This was the first time he had killed someone with the Desert Eagle of this world, and the results were even better than he had expected.

Bullets infused with a trace of Mysterious Heaven Skill Soul Power possessed immense penetrating force and moved so fast that even Soul Grandmaster-level Soul Masters could not react.

Especially when the opponent underestimated him and the Desert Eagle's appearance was deceptive, it was simply a deadly weapon that guaranteed a kill in one strike.

"It seems this Desert Eagle will be powerful enough to serve me for quite a long time."

Tang San touched the Desert Eagle In Embrace, the Corner of the Mouth lifting into a faint, satisfied smile.

With it, combined with his own strength, he had far more confidence in Suotuo City and even in the wider world beyond.

He was now somewhat eager to see what kind of power the Desert Eagle's bullets would unleash against stronger Soul Masters, or even against the defensive soul skills of a Soul Ancestor.

After all, that had only existed in theory before. He had yet to truly kill a higher-level Soul Master and obtain such information.

If he had the chance in the future, he could give it a try.

At the very least, killing Second-Ring Soul Grandmasters was effortless now.

Of course, if the opponent possessed a powerful defensive Martial Soul or belonged to the agility attack type, it might not be so easy.

Defensive Martial Souls were actually fine. With enough penetrating power, breaking through their defenses would take only minutes.

As for agility attack-type Soul Masters, or those who specialized purely in speed, they were the ones who would give him a slight headache.

If they refused to fight him head-on and kept darting around everywhere, he would be unable to lock onto and hit them. No matter how powerful the weapon was, it would be useless.

Thus, when fighting such Soul Masters, he had to seize the right moment and kill in one blow.

With Purple Demon Eye, it was not much of a problem.

Soul Masters of that type certainly would not have strong physical bodies. They might not even be much tougher than pure support-type Soul Masters.

Because Tang San and Xiao Wu both knew each other's true background and were allies, their relationship at the academy grew closer and closer, becoming the best it could be.

Xiao Wu also boldly expressed her desire to eat Tang San's Blue Silver Grass.

Naturally, Tang San was not stingy. He often summoned a patch of Blue Silver Grass for Xiao Wu to eat.

After Xiao Wu ate it, she completely fell in love with it.

This Blue Silver Grass had such a rich flavor.

Its Life Energy was also exceptionally abundant.

It was perfect as food for a little rabbit like her.

From then on, Tang San became Xiao Wu's exclusive food supplier.

Of course, Xiao Wu's mischievous personality had not changed. She still went around the academy looking for people to play with.

She could not beat Tang San, but she could beat everyone else.

She even defeated Xiao Chenyu and two First-Ring Soul Masters. Thus, in the students' eyes, Tang San was the Boss, while Xiao Wu was the big sister.

After seeing that things had gotten out of hand, Tang San stepped in and told Xiao Wu not to cause trouble for the Noble Students.

After all, he had said that Noble Students and Work-Study Students should stay out of each other's way.

Xiao Wu's behavior had already violated that agreement, so he had to step in and stop her.

He also told her that if she kept causing trouble, he would no longer give her Blue Silver Grass to eat.

Naturally, Xiao Wu was unwilling to accept that. In order to keep eating Blue Silver Grass, she could only compromise.

After she stopped making trouble, Xiao Wu could only spend her following days with Tang San in dull, tedious meditation and cultivation, accelerating the recovery of her strength.

Including the previous three days, exactly one week had now passed.

Tang San's Soul Power Level had also smoothly reached level sixteen.

Rising one level in a week, such a fast cultivation speed came not only from the aid of the Mysterious Heaven Skill, but also from absorbing the Thousand Year First Soul Ring, which enhanced his Life Energy, and from absorbing that Morning Light Glazed Flower, accelerating the circulation and refinement of Soul Power.

Furthermore, he cultivated diligently, his meridians widening and strengthening, allowing him to absorb a greater total amount of Soul Power each day.

That night, Tang San meditated and cultivated as usual.

Everyone in Seven Dormitory was asleep, including Xiao Wu.

"Little San, come to the Back Mountain. Don't let anyone know."

Suddenly, a familiar voice appeared in his mind.

It was none other than his Dad, Tang Hao, who had been missing for a week.

That's Dad's voice. After a week, he has finally returned. It seems he must have gained quite a lot this time. Tang San woke with a start, joy appearing on his face as he secretly thought and looked forward to it.

So he looked at the sleeping people inside Seven Dormitory, especially Xiao Wu. Only after noticing that she was sleeping deeply and even drooling did he relax.

He then used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track and silently vanished from the dormitory without disturbing anyone.