Does the Mandala Snake Truly Match the Blue Silver Grass?

"A twenty-ninth level Soul Grand Master couldn't beat a century Mandala Snake, and ended up being saved by his own six-year-old disciple."

"With moves like that, he's even worse than the Chicken Leg Douluo. Who the hell is this Chicken Leg Douluo, and what did he do?"

Xuan Zi's expression turned complicated and shocked.

Just who was this Chicken Leg Douluo supposed to be? A Title Douluo performing even worse than Yu Xiaogang.

It couldn't be that this Title Douluo couldn't even beat a ten-thousand-year soul beast, could it?

And also, Chicken Leg Douluo—which idiot came up with that name!

Thinking this, Xuan Zi couldn't help shaking his head, then stuffed the half-eaten chicken leg in his hand into his mouth.

He chewed loudly, savoring the delicious taste of the chicken.

Suddenly, his chewing stopped abruptly. He lowered his head, looked at the leftover chicken bone in his hand, and sank into deep thought.

Chicken Leg Douluo? Could it be referring to him?

This absurd thought flashed through Xuan Zi's mind, and soon he laughed out loud.

How could that be? He was a ninety-eighth level Super Douluo, the Taotie Douluo. How could he be the Chicken Leg Douluo?

Ridiculous. Why would he ever think he was that Chicken Leg Douluo?

At this moment, Wang Dong stared at Tang San's figure on the Heavenly Curtain.

From Tang San, she sensed a familiar feeling.

She didn't know where this feeling came from, but it brought both a sense of closeness and a trace of resistance.

"So this is our Tang Sect's first sect master? He could hunt a century soul beast at six years old."

"I must become someone as powerful as him, to avenge my mother!"

Seeing Tang San's overwhelming display, Huo Yuhao silently swore in his heart.

He had no idea yet that in the future, he would be trained like a dog by this very man on the Heavenly Curtain.

"This... how can this be allowed? This is clearly defiling the honor of our Shrek ancestors!"

Shrek Academy's dean, Yan Shaozhe, was practically fuming.

He had originally gathered all the Shrek students to witness the glorious journey of their ancestors, but the Heavenly Curtain was showing this kind of content instead.

Wasn't this slapping Shrek Academy in the face?

"No, I must immediately order all students back to their dormitories to rest. They cannot watch this baseless nonsense."

Yan Shaozhe was about to notify the teachers to take each class back.

Just then, a gentle but unyielding voice rang out.

"Shaozhe, what are you doing? You called everyone out, and now you're sending them back?"

Seeing that the newcomer was Mu En, the ugly expression on Yan Shaozhe's face instantly relaxed.

He walked up to Mu En and began explaining helplessly:

"Elder Mu, there's really no other choice. Look at what's being shown—it's practically slandering our Shrek Academy's ancestors. What's more..."

Yan Shaozhe lowered his voice and stole a glance at Mu En opposite him:

"What's more, Master Yu Xiaogang is your own ancestor."

"Ah, Shaozhe." Mu En shook his head and sighed.

"So what if Master is my ancestor? This Heavenly Curtain is being shown to the entire Douluo Continent—the Star Luo Empire, the Sun Moon Empire, all three empires can see it."

"You can block the Shrek Academy students, sure, but what about everyone else? Are you going to cover the eyes and plug the ears of everyone on the Douluo Continent?"

Mu En spoke sincerely, even though Yu Xiaogang was his ancestor.

"Elder Mu, I understand."

Some rejoiced, while others worried.

"Everyone, come take a look! This is our Tang Sect's first sect master, the Sea God and Asura God, Ancestor Tang San."

"At just six years old, he could hunt a century Mandala Snake using our Tang Sect's hidden weapons and Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track. As long as you join our Tang Sect, you too can become like Ancestor Tang San."

Seeing Tang San's overwhelming display on the Heavenly Curtain, Tang Ya seized this rare opportunity.

To revive the Tang Sect, she began promoting it again at Shrek Academy.

And her boyfriend, Bei Bei, silently accompanied her by her side.

In the God Realm.

At this moment, Tang San's body radiated the boundless killing intent of the Asura God.

"Excellent! So Yu Xiaogang, this was the reason you had me absorb the Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo back then."

Until the Heavenly Curtain appeared, Tang San had always wondered why Yu Xiaogang urged him to absorb the Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo.

Clearly, even a waste like Yu Xiaogang, with half a rank of Innate Soul Power, had a century soul beast for his first soul ring.

Yet he wanted Tang San to absorb a ten-year plant. For someone who had studied martial souls for fifty years, this was nothing short of absurd.

If you questioned Yu Xiaogang's judgment, aside from the very first time, every subsequent soul ring hunt gave Tang San the correct choice.

But that first time, Yu Xiaogang's brain seemed to short-circuit as he insisted Tang San absorb it.

The bystander sees clearly, while the one in the game is blind—this question puzzled Tang San for ten thousand whole years.

Only after the Heavenly Curtain gave him the answer did Tang San finally understand.

It turned out that old bastard Yu Xiaogang had urged him to absorb the Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo because he was afraid he couldn't beat the century-old soul beasts deep in the Soul Hunting Forest!

Later, when he guided him to absorb the correct high-age-limit soul rings, it was because he knew Tang San's strength, and also because Flender and Zhao Wuji were leading the team.

With no worry that bringing Tang San along would get them both eaten by high-level soul beasts, he gave him the right choice.

That old fox was sly as they come.

"And you still want to come to the God Realm? I shouldn't have even given you that Nine-Grade Purple Ganoderma—feeding it to a dog would've been better than giving it to you!"

The Heavenly Curtain continued playing.

After Tang San defeated the Mandala Snake, Yu Xiaogang dragged his injured body before Tang San and urged:

"Xiao San, this is wonderful. Your soul ring is settled."

"This Mandala Snake soul ring perfectly matches your Blue Silver Grass. Quick, absorb it now."

In the scene, Tang San tried to argue, but Yu Xiaogang shot him down directly.

"Everyone can see now—this master and disciple pair are full of bad blood. No, make that two bellies full of bad blood."

"First, let's focus on Tang San's sleeve. What is he doing? He's aiming his Silent Sleeve Arrow at his master, Yu Xiaogang!"

"Tang San is afraid that his hidden weapon technique will be detected by Yu Xiaogang. Influenced by his past life's subconscious as a Tang Sect assassin, he wants to silence his master by murder."

"And our great master? Thanks to his clumsy combat experience, he saved his own life. After escaping death, he hurriedly urges Tang San to absorb this Mandala Snake."

"Why? Is it really because the Mandala Snake soul beast matches Tang San's Blue Silver Grass martial soul?"

"No! That's not it at all."

"Let me tell you the real reason. Yu Xiaogang was thinking, 'Finally, a high-level soul beast has died.'"

"He wanted Tang San to absorb it quickly so that after Tang San finished, he could hurry up and leave this dangerous Soul Hunting Forest."