Douluo: Neighbor Tang San Comes to My House to Use the Wi-Fi

Qian Daoliu's expression was incredibly unsightly; his face had turned as dark as a lump of coal.

"You want it undone? Sure, wait until I strike you with a sword first." Nan Xuan extended his right hand and gripped the green longsword that flew toward him from behind.

"One Sword Opens Heaven."

Following Nan Xuan's roar, a green sword beam slashed toward Qian Daoliu.

Qian Daoliu stared fixedly at the incoming strike and hurriedly unleashed his Angel Holy Sword soul skill to tank the damage head-on.

But with only 35 percent of his soul power remaining, how could he possibly block this strike? The massive impact sent him crashing to the ground.

Nan Xuan looked at Qian Daoliu, who was using his sword to prop himself up on the ground, shook his head, and deactivated the Seal Wings soul skill on his opponent.

Qian Daoliu, who was struggling even to stand, realized his soul power had returned. He gritted his teeth, golden light erupted from his body, and he soared into the air, fully activating his berserk state.

"Ninth Soul Skill, Angel's Glory." Qian Daoliu gathered his remaining soul power and unleashed his ninth soul skill with everything he had.

A violently blinding light, carrying scorching heat and the property of annihilation, swept forward.

Nan Xuan felt the pressure brought by this attack and smiled. This was the first time he had felt such pressure; at this moment, he became somewhat serious.

He activated his Seventh Soul Skill, allowing his body to undergo Digitization, and dodged Qian Daoliu's attack.

Nan Xuan's eyes narrowed, his ninth soul ring lit up, and a deep blue ring of light appeared in the sky. A massive Deep Blue Divine Spear locked onto Qian Daoliu, who was still mid-air unleashing his soul skill.

"What?" Qian Daoliu watched as his attack was neutralized by the other party just like that; he was truly on the verge of a breakdown.

However, Nan Xuan did not give him time to process his emotions; the deep blue divine spear was already approaching the top of his head.

Just as the tip of the spear was about to pierce the top of his head, Nan Xuan withdrew his hand, and the Deep Blue Divine Spear instantly dissipated in the sky.

Qian Daoliu sighed. He realized completely that this young man was terrifying; he felt that even in his prime, he would have had no way to block that last strike.

Nan Xuan retracted the Seal Wings behind his back and walked back to where Bibi Dong was.

Bibi Dong looked at him with some confusion. She felt like this man was becoming a stranger; he used to be so low-key, yet now he had even started playing with spears.

"Alright, stop staring, let's head back." Nan Xuan said to the three of them.

Lan Yingying and the others followed behind Nan Xuan as they returned to Martial Soul Hall.

They left behind only a disheveled Qian Daoliu on the ground and six bewildered Title Douluo from the Worship Hall.

Inside Bibi Dong's bedchamber.

"Dong'er, I plan to head back in a few days. I've built a small city near Suotuo City. Although the residential area below isn't finished yet, the main structure on the mountaintop is complete. I have to go back and be the king of the mountain." Nan Xuan's hands wandered over Bibi Dong's thighs as he spoke slowly.

Bibi Dong was sitting in front of Nan Xuan, looking at documents. Upon hearing what Nan Xuan said, she instantly lost the desire to review them. She put the documents down and said, "Then spend these next few days well with me."

Bibi Dong did not force Nan Xuan to stay; instead, she cherished the beautiful time they had, for a moment of spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold.

The intimacy between them became somewhat torrential.

The lights at night were always flickering. Nan Xuan complained multiple times that the room's decor was not sturdy enough and that the furniture was too sparse—only the common Pope Chair, tables, and sofas. This made Nan Xuan feel that Bibi Dong was quite frugal.

A few days later, Bibi Dong saw Nan Xuan and his group off. Returning to her bedchamber and looking at the mess on the floor, she couldn't help but let a smile hang on her lips.

Before leaving, Nan Xuan had gone to the Worship Hall once more to inquire about Qian Renxue's progress in her divine trials; the answer given was that the sixth trial had just begun.

Bibi Dong's progress was the same. It seemed that having someone to guide you really made things much easier.

Nan Xuan intended to create his own God King position through a system of faith. This was undoubtedly difficult and would require a great deal of time, but he didn't have that much time anymore. Tang San was already nine years old, so he had to launch a brand-new network era to collect faith.

Nan Xuan's group returned to Suotuo City in the Bala Kingdom, then immediately set off for their own city, the Network Holy City.

At a glance, Nan Xuan saw the blue, white, and cyan architecture on the mountaintop, the eagle wings, the walls paved with metal scales, and the suspension cranes hovering around. Nan Xuan gave this construction a score of 98.

"Yingying, later, add some flowers and trees around the elevator leading up the mountain." Nan Xuan looked at the sparse woods around the elevator and turned to speak to Lan Yingying.

"Mm, that's very simple." Lan Yingying smiled and agreed.

"Let's go, let's head up first. Call those four clan heads for a meeting, distribute the work, and then we can start our business." Nan Xuan looked up at the sky and said with anticipation.

On the mountaintop, in the Network Club conference room.

The Network Club was the name Nan Xuan had given to his company, which was also the name of their sect, and this mountaintop building was what Nan Xuan called the Network Center.

"Boss, you were gone for years. We've been working day and night, rushing the construction," Yang Wudi said with a thick skin, trying to claim some credit.

"Don't worry, you'll get what you deserve," Nan Xuan said in a deep voice.

"Alright, everyone is an acquaintance here, so I won't say much more."

"Chen Gao is responsible for the operation of the Network Payment System in the Network World and managing the funds."

"Yang Wudi and his Breaking Clan are responsible for all security issues in the Network Holy City and the Network Center. Of course, Yang Wudi, you can also work on your pharmacology."

"Yang Fei and Aini are responsible for managing the novel reading module of the Network World."

"Yang Tian and Aili are responsible for the gaming sector of the Network World."

"Liu Mumu, you are responsible for the manga sector."

"The Defense Clan is fully responsible for all construction projects in the Network Holy City and the Network Center."

"The Strength Clan is responsible for the main production and manufacturing module; I will give you the design blueprints when the time comes."

"The Min Clan will coordinate with Shi Qiaoyue on diplomacy."

"Lan Yingying will be in charge of the film and television sector, and she will also serve as my personal secretary."

Everyone was at a loss for words upon hearing these strange terms.

Nan Xuan smiled and said, "I will send the specific work plans, locations, duties, and execution methods to all of you shortly."

"But remember one thing: we are not doing this to make money. We are doing this so that more people will believe in the Network World, believe in me, and place their faith in me."

Nan Xuan was in the conference room of the Network Club, explaining the purpose behind his actions to the group. He did not lack money; what he lacked was faith.

Meanwhile, far away at the Junior Soul Master Academy in Nuoding City, Fasinuo Province, Heaven Dou Empire, Tang San had already contacted his father.

Because his Soul Power Level had reached level 20, he needed a soul ring to advance.

Upon receiving the message from his son, Tang Hao traveled through the night to return to Nuoding City.

The two agreed to meet at the academy gate the next day.

Early the next morning, after bidding farewell to Xiao Wu, Tang San set off with Tang Hao toward the Soul Hunting Forest.

"Dad, where should I go to school after I graduate from Nuoding Academy?" Tang San asked, following behind his father.

"Go to Shrek Academy. Our identities still cannot be exposed. San, Dad is sorry; I cannot let you live in the sunlight." Tang Hao looked at Tang San with a face full of guilt.

Tang San understood their situation and comforted Tang Hao, "It's alright, Dad. It's the same wherever I go to school."

Tang Hao looked at Tang San with relief and led him into the Soul Hunting Forest.

"Dad, this time I want to obtain a soul skill similar to the Silver Needle that I can shoot with my hands." Tang San had a special fondness for the Silver Needle; he still used it in Martial Soul Glory.

Tang Hao thought for a moment and felt that such a soul skill seemed decent. He recalled having seen such a soul beast before, but it had been so long that he dared not be certain.

"Do you have a target in mind, then?" Tang Hao looked at Tang San and asked.

"Sword Bamboo." Tang San had researched his martial soul through books from the Network Library. Since Sword Bamboo attacked using its leaves, he believed he could obtain a similar soul skill.

"Are you sure?" Tang Hao asked with some uncertainty.

"I'm sure. I've researched it," Tang San said firmly.

Seeing Tang San so certain, Tang Hao did not hesitate. As it happened, there was a grove of Sword Bamboo right in front of them.

"San, do you know how to determine its age?" Tang Hao asked, feeling a bit awkward.

"Dad, those with four segments should be hundred-year ones; that is what is recorded in the books." Tang San rubbed his chin, pondered for a moment, and said to Tang Hao.

"Then let's absorb a four-segment Sword Bamboo." Tang Hao grabbed a four-segment Sword Bamboo and snapped it with force, leaving a gap in the stalk.

"San, hurry."

Tang San looked at the gap and activated his Silent Hidden Arrow. The bamboo stalk split open on the spot, and a yellow soul ring drifted out from the bamboo body.

Watching his son begin to sit cross-legged and absorb the ring, Tang Hao started to contemplate the path ahead.

He currently spent most of his time destroying branches of the Martial Soul Hall and lacked a stable place to stay. Now that San had grown up, he began to think about the future.

As for Ah Yin, he had long since forgotten her.

"Sigh, I'll think about it after my son graduates from the advanced soul master academy." Tang Hao planned to take him back to the Clear Sky Sect once he graduated from Shrek; he wanted his son to acknowledge his ancestors and return to the clan.

"Dad, I've finished the absorption."

Tang San stood up and said to Tang Hao with excitement.

"What is your soul skill?" Tang Hao asked with concern.

Tang San summoned his martial soul, and his second soul ring lit up. He plucked a leaf from his Blue Silver Grass martial soul, held it in his hand, and launched it.

"Swish." A sword leaf was launched by Tang San, striking the tree trunk and pinning itself firmly into the wood.

"Dad, this is my second soul skill, Blue Silver Sword Leaf." After demonstrating his soul skill, Tang San called out to Tang Hao.

"The attack power is decent, but I wonder how many you can launch now, or how many you can launch at once," Tang Hao questioned regarding Tang San's soul skill.

"There is no limit to this soul skill. As long as there are still leaves, I can attack indefinitely. As for how many I can launch at once, I can manage about 20 or so for now," Tang San explained to Tang Hao.