Three-Hundred-Year Blue Silver Grass! Mother's Embrace Entanglement!

Yu Xiaogang cursed inwardly, Bitch, if it hadn't been for you back then, how could I have ended up like this?! And now you dare humiliate me like this? Once my disciple Tang San grows stronger, I'll make you pay back a hundredfold!

Though he cursed viciously inside, he forced a tearful expression onto his face. Like a master actor possessed, he squeezed out a few tears and choked out, "Dong'er, thank you. You're truly too kind."

Bibi Dong frowned slightly. An inexplicable discomfort rose within her, but she still suppressed it and turned to the others. "Let's go. We'll find him a suitable Soul Ring."

The group moved through the dense forest. Lin Fan deliberately lagged a few steps behind and walked beside Tang San, chuckling softly. "Little San, looks like that so-called Teacher of yours isn't all that great. He even needs a woman to help him find a Soul Ring."

Tang San's face darkened as he clenched his fists, silently swearing, Tang Sect Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record General Outline, I don't know which rule it is... but all five of you have earned yourselves a death sentence. One day, I'll make you regret this!

After searching for some time, they finally found a three-hundred-year Poison Attribute Blue Silver Grass glowing with a faint blue light.

They had searched for roughly four shichen, from night until dawn. This was the only Hundred-Year Soul Beast they had found.

"Little San, how about this one?" Lin Fan pointed at the wilted Three-Hundred-Year Blue Silver Grass, a punchable grin hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Tang San and Yu Xiaogang's faces immediately fell, their eyes filled with disdain—a three-hundred-year Blue Silver Grass?

And it was Poison Attribute? Did this piece of trash deserve a Twin Martial Souls genius?

The Blue Silver Grass might have been of a decent age, but it was still Blue Silver Grass!

It was worlds apart from the powerful Soul Ring Tang San had been hoping for!

"We spent all night helping you look. Our time is valuable too." Lin Fan curled his lip and deliberately drew out his words. "You wouldn't despise the Soul Beast we worked so hard to find for you, would you?"

Yu Xiaogang was already cursing up a storm inside. These bastards! They deliberately led us in circles, then found this garbage Soul Beast to brush me off!

When Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo saw the disdainful looks on the master and disciple's faces, their expressions immediately soured.

"Hey, brat. We kindly helped you find a Soul Beast, and you're still being picky?" Ghost Douluo snorted, folding his arms across his chest with an unhappy expression.

Chrysanthemum Douluo curled his lip as well. "Exactly. You're lucky we found you Blue Silver Grass at all, yet you're complaining about this and that. If Your Eminence the Pope hadn't ordered it, we couldn't have been bothered."

Lin Fan snickered to the side. He loved seeing Tang San get humiliated. As for Bibi Dong, she could not be bothered to interfere. Tang San was not her disciple anyway.

Tang San's nails were nearly digging into his flesh. He felt utterly stifled, but the situation was stronger than he was, and he did not dare act out. He could only force a smile. "Haha, you've misunderstood, Seniors. I... I was merely surprised. I didn't expect it to be Blue Silver Grass."

"Hurry up. We can still get some extra sleep before dawn." Lin Fan kicked the Blue Silver Grass at its roots. Two drops of dew shook loose from its leaves, and it looked as wilted as if it had been pissed on.

With a dark face, Tang San drew his dagger. As he stabbed it hard into the grass stalk, it was as though he were plunging it into Lin Fan's throat.

A Hundred-Year Soul Ring instantly appeared. Staring at the Blue Silver Grass, his mind was filled with one thought:

This piece of trash isn't even worthy of comparing to one of a Mandala Snake's toes.

As everyone knew, snakes had no feet... so it was worth nothing at all.

But the situation was stronger than he was. He could only grit his teeth and nod. "...This one, then."

Yu Xiaogang instructed him from the side on how to absorb the Soul Ring, but his face was full of worry—could this Blue Silver Grass Soul Ring truly make his disciple stronger?

Lin Fan watched the show from the side, eager to see what expression Tang San would wear after absorbing this trash Blue Silver Grass Soul Ring.

As Tang San began absorbing the Soul Ring, the atmosphere around them grew tense. Everyone was eagerly anticipating it. Blue Silver Grass?

What Soul Skill would Blue Silver Grass gain when paired with Blue Silver Grass?

Second by second, time passed, and Tang San finally absorbed the Soul Ring successfully.

Yu Xiaogang hurried forward excitedly. "Little San, what is your First Soul Skill?"

Tang San raised his right hand. A faint white glow surfaced over his skin, followed by dark blue Blue Silver Grass surging from his palm. A yellow Hundred-Year Soul Ring rose beneath his feet, and a Soft Bone Rabbit happened to be hopping past nearby.

First Soul Skill, Blue Silver Bind!

The Blue Silver Grass instantly wrapped around the rabbit. Unfortunately, aside from increased toughness and a trace of weak poison, the Soul Skill was basically useless. The rabbit struggled twice and even found time to nibble at the grass leaves.

Lin Fan sneered. He could not even be bothered to summon his Martial Soul. He merely gathered Soul Power into his fist and punched the Blue Silver Grass fiercely.

With a crack, the Blue Silver Grass snapped apart and scattered across the ground.

The grass vines broke on the spot, and the rabbit darted away in a flash.

"That's it?" Lin Fan shook his hand, his face full of disdain. "A three-hundred-year Soul Ring, and this is what you got? It's only a little tougher than the vines in my backyard."

Tang San's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and his nails dug several points deeper into his flesh.

Yu Xiaogang could not keep it together either. He gave two dry coughs. "Ahem, Little San has only just absorbed the Soul Ring. He still needs time to adjust..."

Ghost Douluo yawned. "So after a whole night of fussing around, this is all we got? Let's go, let's go. Time to head back and catch up on sleep."

"Well, it is Blue Silver Grass. What were you expecting? You couldn't possibly expect it to bind a Titled Douluo, could you?" Chrysanthemum Douluo added mockingly.

Bibi Dong watched coldly from beginning to end, growing even more disappointed in Yu Xiaogang. He can't even find a better Soul Ring for his own disciple.

If Yu Xiaogang had insisted even a little longer, Bibi Dong would have helped Tang San find a good Soul Ring... yet he had let his disciple absorb a Blue Silver Grass one.

At this moment, Bibi Dong's favorable impression of Yu Xiaogang had basically fallen to zero.

Tang San lowered his head, his clenched fist creaking as he madly recited the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record General Outline in his heart.

A death sentence has been earned, a death sentence...

Lin Fan patted his shoulder and pretended to comfort him. "Don't lose heart. Even though your Soul Skill can't trap a rabbit, at least... uh, at least the grass is pretty blue?"

Tang San: "..." (Once I have Pear Blossom Rain Needles, you'll be the first ones I test them on!)

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan suddenly remembered something and stared at Tang San. "By the way, Tang San, how much Innate Soul Power do you have?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan suddenly narrowed his eyes and stared at Tang San. "By the way, Tang San, how much Innate Soul Power do you have? How old are you this year?"

His surname was Tang, his Martial Soul was Blue Silver Grass, and he looked to be only around six years old. It was difficult for Yue Guan not to suspect something.

"Um... Tang San is eight." Yu Xiaogang hurriedly cut in, his face piled with a fake smile. "His Innate Soul Power is level six."

"Level six?" Chrysanthemum Douluo raised a brow, his tone meaningful. "Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, yet level-six innate Soul Power? Tsk, tsk. Interesting."

Yu Xiaogang's heart tightened. He cursed Chrysanthemum Douluo for being nosy, but said with a placating smile, "Hehe, Brother Yue Guan, the world is full of strange things. Tang San is simply an exception."

After Yue Guan pointed it out, Bibi Dong also realized that something was off about Tang San. But since Tang Hao was still of some use to her, she did not intend to interfere. She would have someone investigate Tang San's background after they returned.

Bibi Dong swept them a cold glance and said indifferently, "Enough. Don't waste any more time. Since the Soul Ring has been absorbed, let's head back."