Obtain Snow Hatred Value

"Bastard! How dare you look down on me! How dare you deny my hard work!"

Yu Xiaogang was furious, cursing loudly at Qin Chuan as he approached.

But then, Bibi Dong's slender hand swept through the air. A crisp slap rang out, and Yu Xiaogang spun three hundred and sixty degrees on the spot before his face met the ground in a close embrace.

"How dare you curse my son! Looking for death, are you?" Bibi Dong said coldly.

Yu Xiaogang was dizzy from the slap, unable to stand steady.

Afterward, Bibi Dong looked at Qin Chuan and asked, "Didn't you say you wanted to control him? It's your turn now."

A faint smile tugged at the corners of Qin Chuan's mouth as he slowly walked toward Yu Xiaogang.

Hearing that the other party intended to control him, Yu Xiaogang trembled like a leaf in the wind. He backed away step by step until he knocked over a desk.

Watching Qin Chuan approach step by step, Yu Xiaogang knew he absolutely could not let himself be manipulated. After all, hailing from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Yu Xiaogang had his own pride.

"Fart like thunder, shake heaven and earth..."

Before the words "Luo Sanpao" could leave his mouth, Qin Chuan spread his arms wide. Behind him, six "Soul Wings" woven from countless dead souls unfurled, and a deathly still figure materialized behind Qin Chuan.

Seeing this, Bibi Dong furrowed her delicate brows. She had devoured Qian Xunji and knew the aura of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul. Her son's martial soul carried that aura in its presence, yet it was mixed with pure evil, almost identical to the Rakshasa God's divine seat she had inherited.

"Undead Roar!"

Before Bibi Dong could figure out what the inexplicable "angel" behind her son was, Qin Chuan opened his mouth and let out a low roar. The sound seemed to come from the depths of hell.

Yu Xiaogang clamped his hands over his ears, his eyes rolling back, his entire body ice-cold. He trembled uncontrollably, writhing on the ground.

Visibly, Yu Xiaogang's soul left his body.

"Yu Xiaogang" emerged from his form, staring at his own unconscious body on the ground, then at the sinister, terrifying Qin Chuan. Fear gripped him to the extreme.

How could a child who looked no more than six years old be so horrifying? Yu Xiaogang's first thought was to flee.

Flee?

Could he escape?

Qin Chuan raised his right hand and pointed at Yu Xiaogang's soul. It began to dissipate, turning into gray specks of light that were devoured by the Undead Angel behind him.

Throughout the process, Yu Xiaogang let out wails. But as a soul body, he couldn't make a sound. Still, from his expression, it was clear he was enduring inhuman torment.

Only when Yu Xiaogang's soul was reduced to a faint glimmer did Qin Chuan control that tiny speck of light, merging it back into Yu Xiaogang's body.

"Resurrection of the Dead!"

After the entire sequence, even the well-traveled Bibi Dong was deeply shaken.

After a moment, Yu Xiaogang slowly opened his eyes. The light in them was gone. He rose, faced Qin Chuan, and knelt on one knee. "Master."

"Ding. Successfully enslaved Yu Xiaogang. Gained one thousand Snow Hatred Value."

The system's electronic chime echoed in his mind.

"Killing Yu Xiaogang would only give a thousand? Come on, this guy is Tang San's teacher—he should be worth at least this much," Qin Chuan thought to himself.

"Yu Xiaogang, Soul Power twenty-ninth rank. Though he is Tang San's teacher, his soul power is ultimately too low."

The system's reasoning was simple: killing someone from Shrek Academy required high status, high soul power, and significant standing.

Yu Xiaogang only met two of those three criteria. His soul power was too pathetic, so the system could only offer one thousand Snow Hatred Value.

Qin Chuan looked at the panel: Snow Hatred Value: 1000/100.

Converted, that meant he could traverse parallel timelines ten times—already a sure profit.

"Ding. Detected host has enslaved a future key member of Shrek Academy. System begins updating. Estimated completion in one day..."

"..."

The system was updating too. That made Qin Chuan even more curious and expectant.

Qin Chuan exited the system, looked at Yu Xiaogang kneeling with his head bowed, and said flatly, "I command you now: for Tang San's Blue Silver Grass, pick a ten-year Lone Bamboo as his first soul ring. For his second martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer, also pick a ten-year Lone Bamboo. No matter what method you use, make Tang San choose this. Trick him, cheat him, beg him, cry for him—I only have one requirement: completely cripple Tang San's Twin Martial Souls!"

Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang pressed his forehead to the ground and said respectfully, "Yes, my master."

Everything was set. Qin Chuan was about to head to Tang San's next opportunity point, to utterly destroy his fortune and cut off any hope of Tang San becoming a god in the future.

That way, even if he didn't kill Tang San, he would make him taste true suffering—a hundred times more satisfying than a single slash.

After finishing all this, Qin Chuan turned to Bibi Dong and said, "Mom, everything's arranged. We can leave now."

The four of them left Notting Junior Soul Master Academy.

As for Xiao Wu, she had only just met Tang San. Their bond was shallow. When their feelings deepened, then he would NTR her—that would be truly satisfying.

After Qin Chuan, Bibi Dong, and the others left, Yu Xiaogang's eyes regained their light. He shook his head in confusion, feeling like someone had been there, but seeing the scattered books on the floor and the overturned chair, he couldn't recall anything.

Yu Xiaogang shook his head again and began tidying up his room, all while preparing to take Tang San to the Soul Hunting Forest.

On the road, Bibi Dong couldn't help but ask, "That martial soul of yours just now... was it a Six-Winged Angel?! A third martial soul?"

She said this only to Qin Chuan, using soul power to transmit her voice.

"To be precise, it's an Undead Angel. A mutation of the Six-Winged Angel."

Hearing Qin Chuan's answer, Bibi Dong said solemnly, "Never let that martial soul show in front of Qian Daoliu."

"Why?" Qin Chuan asked curiously.

"I'm worried that Qian Daoliu will forcibly try to straighten you out." Bibi Dong said with a serious expression.

As the Great Sacrifice of the Angel lineage, Qian Daoliu's Six-Winged Angel spirit represented light itself.

In contrast, Qin Chuan's third spirit, the Undead Angel, was a mutation of the Six-Winged Angel spirit, yet it radiated deathly aura and wielded powers of death and darkness that directly opposed the light of the Six-Winged Angel.

Only then did Qin Chuan understand the meaning behind his mother's words. Yes, he absolutely could not let his grandfather find out. Otherwise, without the old man even lifting a finger, the Angel God of this world would take notice of him.

And then what... Qin Chuan truly dared not imagine.

Every generation of Martial Soul Hall had Six-Winged Angel soul masters, but Qin Chuan was the first to twist the Six-Winged Angel into something so sinister.

"Rest assured, Mother. I know my limits." Qin Chuan said with a slight smile.

On the other side, behind Holy Soul Village.

The cave behind the waterfall was opened, and Demon Bear Douluo and Ghost Leopard Douluo arrived together.

They fixed their gazes on the Blue Silver Emperor planted in the center of the cave, its veins shimmering with gold. Demon Bear Douluo stepped forward, unceremoniously uprooted it, and placed it into a storage pouch specially designed for living things.

Ghost Leopard Douluo took the heavy lead box placed on the platform, opened it for a glance, then nodded slightly. "Objective achieved. Let's withdraw!"

Before leaving, they left behind a note dripping with mockery, as if afraid Tang Hao wouldn't notice.