Beating Tang San Senseless, Leaving Nuoding City

A flicker of realization crossed Lin Xuan's eyes; Tang San was planning a war of attrition.

His plan to use his inexhaustible Mysterious Heaven Skill Internal Force to wear down his limited Soul Power was undeniably shrewd.

But so what?

Lin Xuan's lips curled into a cold smile. His Soul Power was indeed insufficient to sustain a prolonged tug-of-war, but he never intended to play this game of endurance with Tang San.

The next moment, something unexpected happened!

Suddenly, a dazzling silver light burst forth from the Blue Silver King Vine that were originally tightly entangled with Tang San's Blue Silver Grass.

At the same time, deep within the vine stems, a warm yet highly Penetration golden light quietly flowed.

Two kinds of radiance Entangle, like the most mysterious runes in the world, instantly causing the Blue Silver King Vine to undergo earth-shattering changes - they transformed from supple little snakes into giant pythons with the strength to shake mountains, every inch of the vines was covered with patterns containing terrifying power, and their aura surged several times!

"Buzz--"

Tang San's Blue Silver Grass only let out a slight tremor of being unable to bear the burden before it was crushed by the evolved Blue Silver King Vine. The fragile grass leaves instantly shattered and turned into countless fine green dust particles.

Before Tang San could react, countless Blue Silver King Vine transformed into long whips as tough as refined iron, lashing down with a chilling sound, blocking all escape routes.

"How is that possible!?"

At the critical moment, Tang San pushed off the ground and retreated rapidly, his Soul Power surging without reservation, Purple Demon Eye locked onto the gap in the whip shadow.

But the whips were too dense; one of them, gleaming with silver light, grazed his shoulder, tearing his clothes and leaving a stinging, bloody welt.

"If you hadn't pushed me so hard back then, why would I have bothered to hide my Soul Skill?"

Lin Xuan controlled the Blue Silver King Whip, which kept falling. Tang San dodged it like a monkey, his body covered in new bloodstains, and his resentment grew stronger.

Why is Lin Xuan's Martial Soul able to evolve?

He suddenly fell silent—was he truly Innate Full Soul Power? With the cultivation speed of the Mysterious Heaven Skill, comparable to that of Innate Full Soul Power, perhaps his true talent was not as good as Lin Xuan's.

Lin Xuan was the first to break through the limitations of the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, while I had merely perfected my Tianti...

Thinking of this, Tang San's envy, jealousy, and hatred intensified, and he refused to admit defeat even though he was covered in wounds.

Outside the training field, Yu Xiaogang shouted anxiously, "We surrender! Lin Xuan, stop!"

His face was full of envy— the Martial Soul Evolution that he had pursued his whole life had been completed by Lin Xuan in just three years, evolving from an ordinary Blue Silver Grass into Blue Silver King.

In the Soul Beast World, those who can be called "kings" generally have over 50,000 years of cultivation; who dares to underestimate them?

"Shut up!" Xiao Wu kicked Yu Xiaogang in the mouth. "You were the one who talked too much!"

Seeing this, everyone retreated, and no one stepped forward to stop them— Yu Xiaogang and Tang San were already unpopular at the Nuoding Academy.

"Tsk tsk, this master and apprentice are really hilarious. A Soul Grandmaster can't even beat Soul Master. How shameful!"

"Tang San has probably been fooled by this fame-seeking Master!"

The whispers reached Yu Xiaogang's ears, and feelings of shame and anger surged within him. His body stiffened abruptly, then went limp.

Xiao Wu's expression froze; she clearly felt something was wrong with her feet.

Lin Xuan noticed the situation and casually waved his hand. Jin Lin attached themselves to a Blue Silver King Vine and slithered towards Tang San, who was covered in blood, like a snake, wrapping Entangle him under the cover of the Blue Silver Grass.

Jin Lin kept Lin Xuan's words in mind and controlled his power, only using the method of Entangle the python to restrain Tang San.

Tang San felt his bones trembling all over. The Blue Silver King, Entangle, seemed to be alive and kept squeezing his inner abdomen. Soon he could not breathe and his consciousness gradually blurred.

In a daze, he thought he saw his father waving at him.

"I've made another fifty Gold Soul Coin!"

The setting sun bathed the path in golden light, and the evening breeze swept golden leaves past my ankles.

Xiao Wu carefully counted the heavy Gold Soul Coin, one by one, as sunlight fell on her eyelashes, shattering into countless starlight.

Her smile was so sweet it seemed to overflow, making her look exactly like a shrewd and calculating housekeeper.

"Hahaha, Tang San is definitely going to be furious this time!"

She tucked the Gold Soul Coin into her bosom, clattering them as she patted them, her tone filled with triumphant satisfaction.

"He wanted to use Blue Silver Grass to Dragon Transformation, but he never expected you to unleash such a powerful weapon as Blue Silver King!"

This trip was truly exhilarating.

The thought that Tang San was Tang Hao's son and one of the guys who plotted to get her Soul Ring made Xiao Wu feel refreshed.

If she weren't so unsure, she would have personally taught Tang San a lesson.

"Him? I don't even care about him anymore."

Lin Xuan's voice was soft, his brows and eyes shrouded in a hint of melancholy. He looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, like a melancholy young man.

"It's not bad for occasional amusement."

Being invincible is ultimately too lonely.

Carrying the template of the male protagonist of Douluo Dalu 3, he "smurfed" in the world of Douluo Dalu 1. He stood at the pinnacle of strength for too long, and even the novelty gradually wore off, leaving only an inescapable emptiness.

From now on, please call him Lin, the Void Young Master Xuan.

"Huh? What's with that expression?"

Xiao Wu reached out and gently lifted his cheek, forcibly turning his melancholy into a comical expression, her eyes gleaming with cunning.

Lin Xuan chuckled and tapped her forehead with his finger, the force as light as brushing a feather.

The two chased and played in the sunset, their laughter startling birds returning to their nests in the treetops, until dusk deepened.

Xiao Wu rubbed her forehead, which had been tapped, and tilted her head to ask:

"By the way, Brother Xuan, don't you think Nuoding City is too boring?"

He used to hide in Nuoding City because it was remote and unlikely to encounter powerful human individuals, allowing him to safely conceal his identity.

But now that the hidden dangers have been exposed and resolved, she has been reigning supreme here for quite some time, with few worthy opponents and even fewer sources of amusement.

Every day, all he did was cultivate; his only pleasure seemed to be watching Lin Xuan beat up Tang San.

But now, even Lin Xuan is too lazy to lay a hand on Tang San —he must be bored too.

She was naturally lively and active, and this constant silence was making it hard for her nature to be suppressed.

Lin Xuan looked at her, his tone tinged with curiosity:

"What, do you have something in mind?"

Xiao Wu clasped her hands together, blinked her big, watery eyes, and spoke in a soft, almost coquettish tone:

"Didn't I hear from that kid Xiao Chenyu that the Continental Advanced Soul Master Elite Competition is about to begin?"

That's a Soul Grandmaster ceremony that only takes place once every five years! I really want to go and see it!

Lin Xuan reacted instantly.

The Continental Advanced Soul Master Elite Competition is held every five years, but in reality, it's held every six years—five years to train Soul Master, and the final year is a three-month competition. This year happens to be the year it's being held.

In the past, Xiao Wu would never have dared to have such thoughts. It was a grand event for the Soul Master World, and countless Soul Douluo and Titled Douluo would appear. She wouldn't even have time to hide.

But things are different now. The hidden dangers are gone, and Lin Xuan has given us many protective treasures. Even if we encounter Titled Douluo, we can still hold our own.

With that confidence, coupled with the allure of the competition, how could she not be tempted?

Moreover, she was just going to watch the game and soak up the atmosphere.

"Damn it, they actually managed to get away with being cute!"

Lin Xuan's heart skipped a beat. Looking at her expectant face, how could he possibly refuse?

"Alright." His voice carried a hint of helplessness, but more so, indulgence.

Since there's nothing much to do in Nuoding City anyway, I'll go out for a stroll with you.

"That's perfect, I'm also quite curious about what this so-called golden age of Soul Master is really like."

After saying that, he turned his head away without making a sound and walked towards the dean's office.

Nuoding City had little left for him and Xiao Wu.

Tang Hao solved the biggest problem, and Xiao Wu's problem was also solved.

Tang San has been suppressed by him for more than three years, and now he is only at the level of level 22. It is estimated that he will only be at level 27 or 28 when he is 12 years old.

There's no point in staying here; I might as well go to the mainland and see a different view.

Yeah, I just wanted to go and take a look.

Meanwhile, if he remembered correctly, the finals of this tournament were being held in the Star Luo Empire and would pass by Suotuo City.

He happened to be there to settle a score.

He didn't bother Flender before because he didn't want to travel far, but now that he's going to explore the continent, it's perfectly normal for him to settle old scores while passing through Suotuo City, right?

The Sniper Rifle prepared for Flender has never seen blood; it's more than qualified to be fired upon with the blood of a Soul Saint.

"Yay! Brother Xuan, I knew you were the best!"

Xiao Wu bounced around Lin Xuan like a happy husky, her excited laughter carrying far in the twilight.

There are still four months left until the end of the semester, and in another month, it will be the day for the selection of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Elite Competition.

They only had one month to prepare.

After careful consideration, Lin Xuan and Xiao Wu decided to go to Heaven Dou City to watch the competition.

Before that, they need to obtain their graduation certificate from the Nuoding Academy.

The graduation certificate process went exceptionally smoothly.

Elementary Soul Master, Intermediate Great Soul Master, High-level Soul Elder —all can graduate once they reach the corresponding cultivation level.

Moreover, one of them has a cultivation level of over twenty, and the other can easily defeat Soul Master of over twenty levels.

Furthermore, the Old Dean was eager for these two "unapproachable" ancestors to leave as soon as possible, so he did not obstruct them at all.

The two successfully obtained their Elementary Soul Master graduation certificates, gave a few brief instructions to the students of the Nuoding Academy, and packed their bags that evening.

Early the next morning, they found a horse-drawn carriage and set off for Heaven Dou City according to the map.

It wasn't that Lin Xuan didn't want to travel with a caravan, but rather that he himself was afraid— Tang Wulin was known as the "Train Killer," and who knew if the caravan would be included in the "train" category?

If the caravan is implicated by his strange aura, his sins will be grave. Knowing he possesses such "domineering" Fortune, yet still insisting on joining others is irresponsible to both himself and others.

This is also one of the reasons why Lin Xuan chose to leave.

After all, he didn't know if his Fortune would bring danger to the Nuoding Academy and Sacred Soul Village.

After all, that's the Fortune that Shrek Academy would experience, even with the arrival of Level 13 Soul Tool Nuclear Bomb.

Tang San and Yu Xiaogang only learned of the news from the students three full days after Lin Xuan and Xiao Wu left.

After lying in bed for three days, Tang San and Yu Xiaogang recovered some of their injuries. Hearing that Lin Xuan and Xiao Wu had left, both of them felt a sense of relief, as if they had escaped a calamity.