Luo Can stroked his chin and couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Could it be that the timeline has changed because of what I've done?"
Thinking about it carefully, he took away the Blue Silver Emperor and the Leg Spirit Bone of the Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor in order to test Tang Hao, and even beat Tang Hao half to death. If something really happened to Tang Hao, he might have really arranged for Tang San to go to Yu Xiaogang in advance.
"I just don't know if Tang Hao is dead or not," Luo Can couldn't help but wonder.
Meanwhile, Yu Xiaogang, who had just taken Tang San as his disciple, was overjoyed.
He always felt that Luo Yan and Xue Qing, who were in the Luo's Herb Shop, were actually Qian Renxue and her protector. He believed that the two of them must have used the theft of the Thousand-Year Ginseng from the Luo's Herb Shop to escape back to the Spirit Hall.
Therefore, he is now preoccupied with how to cultivate Tang San and, relying on this genius with Twin Martial Souls, destroy the Spirit Hall.
"You've ruined my reputation, so I'll destroy your entire Spirit Hall! I want to see what kind of expression you'll have then!" Yu Xiaogang's thoughts were transmitted word for word to Luo Can through the Dragon Seal.
"Heh, a leopard can't change its spots." Luo Can raised an eyebrow, his face full of disdain.
It was with this idea in mind that Yu Xiaogang's training plan for Tang San changed quite a bit compared to the original story.
" Little San, you must focus on strengthening your physique these next two months." Yu Xiaogang rummaged deep in his desk drawer and pulled out a yellowed piece of paper. "I have a prescription here; you can buy it from Luo's Herb Shop later."
That was the Medicinal Bath formula used by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan to train their core disciples; it was extremely precious. But for the sake of training Tang San, he couldn't care less about that.
"Thank you, teacher." Tang San solemnly accepted the prescription and carefully put it away.
"For the next two months, just focus on cultivating with me and honing your body. You don't need to worry about your daily food and lodging. After two months, I will personally take you to hunt for your First Spirit Ring, and then I will send you to the Nuoding Academy," Yu Xiaogang added.
"Okay, I'll listen to whatever you say, teacher." Tang San nodded seriously.
For the next few days, aside from his daily routine of Fishing and dismantling useless items for Points, Luo Can focused most of his attention on Tang San and Yu Xiaogang.
Tang San was truly self-disciplined. Every day, he would get up before dawn to practice the Mysterious Heaven Skill, and as soon as it got light, he would stare at the sunrise to practice the Purple Demon Eye and the Mysterious Jade Hand. After breakfast, under Yu Xiaogang's supervision, he would swing Hammer to practice the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer. In the afternoon, he would continue to cultivate without stopping until evening, when he would soak in Medicinal Bath to relax his body.
To Luo Can's surprise, when Tang San took out the Thousand-Year Ginseng, less than a third of it remained.
"That doesn't make sense," Luo Can pondered, stroking his chin. "From the time he stole the ginseng until now, it's only been a little over ten days. Even if a six-year-old child eats a little every day, it's impossible for him to use up this much."
He quickly realized, "He was probably eaten by that guy Tang Hao. So it seems Tang Hao isn't dead."
That evening, while Luo Can was engaged in a fierce battle with Qian Renxue and Ju Zi, he recounted what he had seen through the Dragon Seal to the two women.
" Xue'er, it seems this blow hasn't broken Yu Xiaogang's spirit; instead, it's fueled his desire for revenge. He's now focused on nurturing Tang San to exact revenge on the Spirit Hall," Luo Can concluded. "I estimate the future Tang San will be even stronger than in the original story."
"So what if he's strong? He's just a Twin Martial Souls. We'll have plenty of people stronger than him in the future." Qian Renxue curled her lip in disdain, then nudged Luo Can with annoyance, " Ju Zi, hold him down for me, he's getting distracted while talking!"
Ju Zi slapped Qian Renxue's pert breasts and said with dissatisfaction, "You've been playing for so long, it's my turn now!"
"Wait a little longer! It's almost there!" Qian Renxue waved her hand, showing no intention of letting go.
Luo Can looked at the two of them making a scene and was both amused and exasperated. "Can you two be serious for once? I'm talking to you about something important!"
Ju Zi gave a sudden push from behind and snorted, "We're doing something important right now—getting you a baby! As for Tang San and Yu Xiaogang, let them die!"
So, under the two women's relentless onslaught, Luo Can lost all interest in Yu Xiaogang's petty squabbles and could only focus on dealing with them.
Meanwhile, thousands of miles away, at the border between the Fasinuo Province and the Balak Kingdom.
The huge crater on the ground still emitted a faint heat. The deeper you went into the crater, the more grotesque the spatial cracks became, and they had not healed even after so long.
Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei stood side by side beside a huge crack, followed by dozens of Black-Clad Deacon, each with the cultivation level of Spirit Saint, none of them daring to utter a sound.
"These battle traces are terrifying. It must have taken at least two level 98 Super Douluo to fight to cause this." Chrysanthemum Douluo looked at the devastation around him and said with a solemn expression.
Gui Mei crouched down, his fingertips touching the ground, instantly becoming stained with a wisp of soul power intertwined with Ultimate Fire and dark energy, his brows furrowing tightly.
"There are more than two. There's also the lingering aura of another Dark-type Titled Douluo here, whose strength is definitely above both of us."
Chrysanthemum Douluo suddenly turned to look at him, his face full of surprise. "You mean, there are at least three Titled Douluo here?"
"Hmm." Ghost Douluo nodded and said in a deep voice, "If my martial soul senses correctly, the two fighting head-on are, one is a powerful expert who follows the ultimate sword path, and the other is a fire- Titled Douluo."
"A swordsmanship expert? Could it be Chen Xin from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?" Chrysanthemum Douluo immediately asked.
"It doesn't seem like it." The Gui Mei shook its head. "The remaining sword energy carries a terrifying aura of slaughter, completely different from Chen Xin's Seven Kill Sword. This sword energy... is more violent, more pure, as if it was born only for killing."
"Who could it be?" Chrysanthemum Douluo gazed deeper into the pit, his voice filled with doubt.
The two exchanged a glance, both seeing a deep sense of gravity in each other's eyes.
Previously, hundreds of thousands of people were massacred on the border between Tiandou and Star Luo Empire. The traces at the scene looked like a blood sacrifice, and no clues have been found so far. Now, at least three unknown Titled Douluo have suddenly appeared. These two things together do not seem like a coincidence at all.
Just as the two were deep in thought, the two Soul Douluo who had been sent to explore the deepest part of the pit suddenly rushed out in a frenzy.
Their eyes were bloodshot, as if they had lost their minds, and they killed anyone they saw. In just a few breaths, three Spirit Saint deacons died tragically at their hands.
Even more bizarrely, the blood flowing from the dead all converged towards the Blood-Colored Sword Tip in the hand of one of the Soul Douluo!
"Kill! Die, all of you!" The Soul Douluo gripping the Blood-Colored Sword Tip roared madly, then brandished the sword and charged towards the other deacons.
"Insolence! Beiluo'er, stop right now!" Chrysanthemum Douluo was instantly enraged, unleashing a terrifying soul pressure that crashed down on the crazed Soul Douluo.
Although Beiluo'er was unable to move due to the suppression of the soul, the Blood-Colored Sword Tip in his hand was still trembling slightly, emitting an eerie suction force, and he still wanted to attack the people around him.
Only then did Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo finally notice the inconspicuous Blood-Colored Sword Tip in his hand.