Slime?!

Yu Xiaogang grabbed Tang San's arm in disbelief and pressed, "Little San, you have Twin Martial Souls and are a genius with Innate Full Soul Power. How could you be unable to withstand even a four-hundred-year spirit ring?"

"Teacher,"

Tang San bent over weakly, looking at the blood he had spat onto the ground.

He shook his head in confusion.

"I don't know why either. I suddenly feel light and hollow... I clearly felt like I could do it."

"Could it be that your body still hasn't recovered from restraining the Mandala Snake just now?"

Yu Xiaogang guessed with a frown.

His legs were clamped tightly together, and his lips had already begun to turn slightly purple.

"I think that's possible."

Tang San nodded, looking hesitant.

He had suspected earlier that he had been poisoned by Snake Venom. Perhaps that was the reason...

Tang San did not want to give up such a suitable spirit ring either!

Immediately afterward,

Tang San suggested to Yu Xiaogang,

"Teacher, how about I rest for a while before trying again?"

"Good, yes!"

Yu Xiaogang became excited as though he had seen hope and hurriedly said, "Little San, quickly recover while you can! This spirit ring will dissipate when its time runs out..."

"Mm, I understand, Teacher."

Tang San nodded.

He immediately sat cross-legged and began circulating the Mysterious Heaven Skill to regulate his breathing.

Yet his brows furrowed slightly...

Gradually, Tang San's furrowed brows slowly relaxed again.

"..."

Yu Xiaogang lay beside Tang San, drenched in cold sweat. His purple lips trembled faintly, and his clothes were nearly soaked through with sweat.

But in order to cultivate a genius, he gritted his teeth and endured without making a sound.

Allowing the pain beneath his crotch to keep swelling...

It took Tang San more than