Killing and Arson, Young Master Tang San

Perhaps due to the limitations of his physical constitution and cultivation, Lan Si's Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer had hit a bottleneck, stopping at thirty-six consecutive strikes and unable to land the thirty-seventh. He had to stop and rebuild his momentum.

Perhaps due to the Mysterious Heaven Skill and his cultivation level, Tang San's situation was slightly worse than his, with a maximum of thirty consecutive strikes.

Over five years had passed, and twelve-year-old Lan Si no longer looked as immature as he once did. His previously fair and pretty face had gradually matured, becoming handsome and dashing. Long-term, arduous training had given him a robust physique; though he did not look bulky, and even appeared somewhat slender, his tight-fitting attire concealed a body filled with explosive, powerful muscle.

Today, his soul power had caught up and surpassed others, reaching level thirty—one level higher than Tang San and Xiao Wu. He only needed to obtain one more soul ring to advance to a Soul Elder.

Speaking of soul power, one had to mention his soul rings.

His second soul ring was obtained when he was eight years old, coming from a Shadow-Splitting Beast, a creature extremely rare in the world of soul beasts, with an age exceeding nine hundred years.

It granted Lan Si the second soul skill, "Cyan Lotus Clone." This clone was not like the Nether Shadow Clone of Zhu Zhuqing's fourth soul skill in the original work, which split into several clones with attack power for a short time; rather, it was a clone targeting his martial soul. For every soul ring added, Lan Si could split off a number of Cyan Lotuses equal to the square of his soul ring count.

In other words.

Lan Si, who could originally only summon one Cyan Lotus at a time, now possessed two soul rings and could summon four to attack enemies. Furthermore, he could use the split-off Cyan Lotuses to execute soul skills, which had the same effect as Tang San's second soul skill, Parasite.

With three soul rings, he could summon nine Cyan Lotuses; with four, sixteen; with five, twenty-five, and so on. Upon reaching nine soul rings, he could summon a maximum of eighty-one Cyan Lotuses—a power that could only be described as formidable.

Shortly after absorbing this soul ring, both his Supreme Universe Art and Five Thunders Heart Art broke through to the third level, bringing a leap in Lan Si's close-quarters combat strength.

As everyone knows, the power system of the Bad Commander world is divided from low to high into: Small Star Realm, Medium Star Realm, Large Star Realm, Small Heaven Realm, Medium Heaven Realm, Large Heaven Realm, Small Gang Realm, Medium Gang Realm, and Large Gang Realm. (PS: Just kidding, the last four were made up; the original work didn't introduce them, though it is true that Yuan Tiangang alone represents a realm with his three hundred years of internal energy.)

The Small Heaven Realm and Medium Heaven Realm are a watershed. Upon reaching the Medium Heaven Realm, not only do power, speed, and dynamic vision improve by leaps and bounds, but one can also master preliminary abilities similar to teleportation. By the Large Heaven Realm, while speed and power increase significantly, teleportation becomes effortless, and one can even project internal energy to attack enemies from a distance.

Needless to say, Yuan Tiangang could teleport with a mere wave of his hand, leaving no time for afterimages to fade. Otherwise, in his past life, with his Large Heaven Realm cultivation, Lan Si would not have been so easily defeated by the Bad Commander.

Reaching the fifth level of the Five Thunders Heart Art or the Supreme Universe Art grants the power of the Large Heaven Realm, while the fourth level grants the Medium Heaven Realm.

In other words, as long as Lan Si improved by one more level, he could master the preliminary ability to teleport while using either technique.

"This is truly endless." Hearing the sounds of fighting drawing closer, Lan Si impatiently set down the roasted rabbit meat in his hand, leaped onto a tree trunk, and dashed rapidly toward the noise, disappearing in a few blinks.

A while later, Lan Si finally arrived at the location where Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing were fighting.

"My dear sister, aren't you going to surrender yet? You have nowhere left to run." Zhu Zhuyun crossed her arms over her chest, a playful arc appearing on her charming, alluring, and fair face.

"Don't even think about it." Zhu Zhuqing covered the wound on her right shoulder with her left hand, blood dripping continuously from her hanging right arm. Behind her was a pit filled with stakes, their tops sharpened into deadly points, and inside were two wild beasts with blood-red eyes, snarling and vicious.

Hearing this, Zhu Zhuyun did not look surprised. She maintained a faint smile on her face, then suddenly lowered her head, her bangs falling freely to cover her eyes in shadow. "Since that is the case, then I can only invite you to die."

As her words fell, Zhu Zhuyun's figure flashed violently, darting rapidly in front of Zhu Zhuqing. She struck out with a claw, leaving a bloody claw mark in the air.

This was Zhu Zhuqing's blood.

Although Zhu Zhuqing had been on guard and intended to dodge, she was hindered by her severe injuries and the fact that her strength was inferior to Zhu Zhuyun's. She was sent flying backward by the claw, plummeting toward the deep pit.

Watching Zhu Zhuqing's falling figure, a flash of hidden reluctance crossed the depths of Zhu Zhuyun's beautiful eyes, but the thought of the Star Luo Clan Rules instantly replaced that reluctance with cold severity.

Turning around, just as Zhu Zhuyun was about to leave, she suddenly felt something was wrong. Immediately after, a crisp male voice rang out from behind her: "Hey, I say, big sister, I've been listening here for a while, and it seems she is your own sister. What kind of deep hatred could there be to justify such a ruthless hand?"

Zhu Zhuyun was startled and whipped her head around. Looking back at Zhu Zhuqing, the girl who should have fallen into the pit was now being held bridal-style by a black-haired young man wearing a mask, standing before the pit.

"Yo, little brother, are you trying to play the hero saving the beauty?" A dangerous, enchanting smile appeared on Zhu Zhuyun's charming face. She placed her right hand behind her back, her sharp cat claws flashing with a cold, purple light under the moonlight as she slowly walked toward Lan Si.

Lan Si did not reply. He slowly set Zhu Zhuqing down, his right hand supporting her shoulder. His left hand moved behind his back, and with a flash of light from his storage Soul Tool, he gripped three Star-Advancing Spikes.

As Zhu Zhuyun approached, he flicked his wrist, and the three Star-Advancing Spikes shot out instantly. Then, he took another spike from his Soul Tool and fired it with a slight delay.

Facing Lan Si, who dared to show himself to save someone despite knowing she was a Soul Ancestor, Zhu Zhuyun was naturally not unprepared. She performed a backflip to dodge the first three spikes, stabilized her footing, and caught the fourth. A mocking, disdainful smirk curled her lips. Glancing at the spike in her hand, she laughed, "Little brother, is this all the skill you have? Relying on this little iron trinket that looks like a writing brush won't save anyone, and you'll even end up burying yourself along with her."

"Is that so?" Lan Si's lips curled upward.

"What?" Zhu Zhuyun's pupils constricted. She instinctively looked at the Star-Advancing Spike in her hand, only to see the tip slowly open, and a pitch-black steel needle, thin as an embroidery needle, shot out from within. Zhu Zhuyun was unable to dodge in time, and a long, narrow bloody scratch was carved across her porcelain-like face.

Instantly, a piercing, agonizing pain spread from her face. Unable to hold back, Zhu Zhuyun let out a scream, clutching her face as she rolled on the ground.

"Ah!"

"Eldest Miss, what happened to you?" ×2

Hearing Zhu Zhuyun's scream, the two remaining shadows hidden in the dark darted out quickly. The violin soul master helped Zhu Zhuyun up, while the bow-martial-soul master nocked an arrow made of soul power, blocking the path in front of the other two.