God King Tang San, You're Acting Strange

The person running toward them was a young girl.

The girl had long black hair draped over her shoulders, fair skin, and a figure that was incredibly voluptuous and fiery, quite at odds with her age.

The expression on her face was cold—a coldness that originated from within, pure and detached.

The person arriving was none other than Zhu Zhuqing.

God King Tang San felt a sense of surprise upon sensing that Zhu Zhuqing possessed a significant amount of his origin; he truly had not expected her to harbor his essence as well.

The amount was not small, equivalent to one-tenth of what Tang San himself possessed.

One must know that the origin held by Yu Xiaogang was merely half of Tang San's.

Every time Xu Yuan defeated Tang San, he would force Xu Yuan to slap Yu Xiaogang's face, thereby seizing the origin and luck from Yu Xiaogang.

The current Yu Xiaogang already harbored a bone-deep hatred for Xu Yuan, wishing he could tear him limb from limb.

All these matters were the work of Xu Yuan, and had absolutely nothing to do with him, the pure and unsullied God King Tang San.

There was one thing about Yu Xiaogang that surprised him, and that was the considerable amount of luck Yu Xiaogang possessed.

However, while Tang San's luck could be described as the luck of heaven and earth, Yu Xiaogang's luck could be described as romantic fortune.

God King Tang San finally understood why Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong loved Yu Xiaogang to the point of madness.

In the past, he truly could not comprehend why Liu Erlong and Bibi Dong would fall for Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang's appearance was not particularly high, only to be evaluated as mediocre.

His knowledge was indeed higher than others, but Bibi Dong was the Saintess of Martial Soul Hall at the time.

Martial Soul Hall possessed many scholars; it was impossible for Bibi Dong not to have seen them, let alone men who were young, handsome, and learned.

As for Liu Erlong, it could be considered love growing over time, but for her to be unable to forget Yu Xiaogang for so long was highly abnormal.

One must remember that Yu Xiaogang ran away on their wedding day, leaving Liu Erlong behind all by herself.

At the time, Liu Erlong had been heartbroken for a long time because of this incident and had even slaughtered a Soul Hunting Forest; under normal circumstances, she should have hated Yu Xiaogang or seen her feelings fade.

Yet, despite not seeing each other for decades, Liu Erlong still loved Yu Xiaogang to the point of madness, which was deeply problematic.

The romantic fortune on Yu Xiaogang explained clearly why Liu Erlong and Bibi Dong loved him so desperately.

Looking at Zhu Zhuqing, a thought suddenly occurred to God King Tang San.

How about... letting Xu Yuan take Zhu Zhuqing in?

He was not doing this for himself, but for Zhu Zhuqing's own good.

While Tang San still possessed a fair amount of luck and origin, it was nowhere near what it had been before.

It was impossible for Tang San to head to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, and if Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing did not have the help of immortal herbs, they would very likely be killed by Dai Weisi and his cohorts in the future.

Rather than letting Zhu Zhuqing go to Shrek Academy, it would be better to let her follow Xu Yuan.

"????"

Hearing God King Tang San's inner thoughts, Xu Yuan only felt it was absurd.

No, big brother, are you really Tang San?

Xu Yuan truly felt that this Tang San was not the God King Tang San of his impressions.

Although God King Tang San was not much of a person, he wouldn't be interested in his own brother's woman.

These inner thoughts made even Xu Yuan, who always considered himself shameless, feel inferior.

Seeing Xu Yuan and the others, Zhu Zhuqing seemed to see hope and ran rapidly toward them.

Seeing this, Xu Yuan used his Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to charge toward the assassins.

First Soul Skill: Life Entanglement

Several jade-colored Blue Silver Emperor vines burst from the ground, winding toward the ankles of the two lead assassins like agile jade snakes.

The surface of the Blue Silver Emperor shimmered with fine golden light. The moment they touched the assassins, they tightened rapidly, and small white flowers bloomed quietly on the vines, emitting a faint, refreshing fragrance.

The two assassins felt their ankles tighten, and they felt as if their soul power was being drained away; their minds fell into a sudden, inexplicable trance, and their footsteps faltered.

Taking advantage of this split-second opening, Xu Yuan drew his dagger and closed the distance.

The assassin entangled by the Blue Silver Emperor was still dazed by the loss of soul power when his throat was precisely slit. As blood sprayed, he collapsed to the ground without even a chance to scream.

The other assassin had just broken free from the Blue Silver Emperor's restraint when Xu Yuan was already upon him. He thrust his dagger into the man's heart with a backhand grip—the movement was crisp and clean, without a hint of hesitation.

Warm blood splattered onto Xu Yuan's cuffs, but he seemed not to notice, turning to face the remaining assassins charging toward him.

The two assassins following behind flashed with malice in their eyes and simultaneously released their soul skills.

One man's palm transformed into a sharp wolf claw, bringing a foul wind as he lunged for Xu Yuan's face, while the other opened his mouth to spit out several ink-green poison needles, sealing off all of Xu Yuan's retreat paths.

"Second Soul Skill: Emerald Protection!" Xu Yuan shouted in a low voice.

A layer of translucent green light suddenly appeared, enveloping Xu Yuan's body.

The sharp claws struck the light barrier with a dull thud, and the ice needles collided with the wall of light, turning into wisps of cold air that were completely absorbed by the barrier.

Even more peculiar was that the force of the attacks flowed along the light barrier, transforming into threads of warmth that surged into Xu Yuan's body, instantly sweeping away the fatigue from the previous skirmish.

"What kind of soul skill is this?!" The assassin was shocked and furious, still attempting to press the attack.

Yet, he saw Xu Yuan's figure flicker, and in an instant, he had closed the distance.

The dagger in his hand shimmered with a chilling, cold light, carving a treacherous arc through the sunlight.

The assassin with the wolf claws had just retracted his offensive stance when his vision blurred, and a bone-chilling coldness washed over his throat.

Immediately, warm blood surged wildly down his collar, and a sense of suffocation instantly seized his windpipe.

He widened his eyes, seemingly unable to believe he had died just like that, even as his body fell backward uncontrollably.

On the other side, the assassin spitting poison needles saw his companion perish and hurriedly activated his second soul skill.

Ink-green mist erupted around his body, surging toward Xu Yuan like a tidal wave, filling the air with a pungent, fishy stench.

"Is that all?"

Xu Yuan retreated a few steps and unleashed a sleeve arrow at the assassin's vitals.

The sharp whistle of the sleeve arrow piercing the air sounded almost simultaneously with Xu Yuan's words.

The short arrow moved with incredible speed, precisely penetrating the ink-green mist to strike the assassin's fatal point.

"You..." The assassin wanted to say something, but only coughed up a mouthful of black blood.

His body slumped backward violently, twitching on the ground a few times before falling silent.

Deprived of soul power to sustain it, the ink-green mist rapidly dissipated into the air, leaving only a scene of carnage behind.

Zhu Zhuqing was dumbfounded at the sight, feeling that Xu Yuan was truly formidable.

Xu Yuan approached Zhu Zhuqing, took out a bottle of medicine, and said, "Apply this medicine; it will help your wounds recover."

Zhu Zhuqing looked down at the scratch on her arm, left by the assassin's blade just moments ago, from which beads of blood were still slowly seeping.

"Thank you."

"A mere trifle."

Xu Yuan withdrew his hand, his gaze sweeping over the surrounding wreckage.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Xu Yuan and introduced herself, "My name is Zhu Zhuqing. What is your name?"