Tang San Reaches Level 30, Desperate Enough to Absorb a Thousand-Year Solitary Bamboo Soul Ring? Zhao Wuji Is Stunned!

Elsewhere, somewhere in the Star Dou Great Forest.

Meng Yiran slowly opened her eyes and let out a long breath as the third purple spirit ring on her body finally stabilized.

"Grandfather, Grandmother, I succeeded! My spirit power has successfully broken through to level thirty-one."

Meng Shu nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad. How is the effect of this Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent's spirit skill?"

"It is an extremely powerful instantaneous acceleration skill, and it can also imbue my Serpent Cane with a more violent toxicity," Meng Yiran replied joyfully.

Chao Tianxiang smiled and stroked her granddaughter's head: "Good. With this spirit skill, both your survival and pursuit capabilities have been greatly enhanced."

After confirming that her granddaughter was safe and sound, Meng Shu's expression turned solemn, and he shifted the topic: "Now that Yiran's spirit ring is settled, old woman, what do you think of the conditions previously offered by Senior Poison Douluo?"

Chao Tianxiang pondered for a moment, a flash of shrewdness in her eyes: "Old man, to be honest, I am very tempted. Although our Peerless Dragon and Serpent have a reputation, we ultimately lack a true Title Douluo to hold the fort. Relying solely on our two old bones to establish a sect, our foundation is still too thin."

Hearing this, Meng Yiran could not help but interject: "Grandfather, Grandmother, I also think this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! If we can have Senior Poison Douluo lead our family in establishing a sect, with an elder of his status as a Title Douluo backing us, our future will surely be bright!"

Speaking of this, Meng Yiran's eyes were filled with longing: "With Senior Poison Douluo's prestige and strength, combined with the foundation of our Dragon and Serpent Family, perhaps in the future, we might even have a chance to rank among the 'Upper Three Sects'!"

"Upper Three Sects..." Meng Shu took a deep breath. These three words seemed to possess a magical power, igniting a flame of ambition in his eyes.

He turned to look at Chao Tianxiang, and the two exchanged a firm look.

"Yiran is right," Meng Shu said, slapping his thigh as he spoke in a deep voice.

"In this spirit master world where the weak are prey to the strong, it is better to lean against a big tree for shade. Since Senior Poison Douluo thinks highly of us and is willing to tilt resources to give us a hand, we must not let this opportunity slip away!"

Chao Tianxiang nodded solemnly: "Good, then it is settled."

Meng Shu stood up, his tone filled with unquestionable resolve: "Let's go! After we let Yiran consolidate her cultivation a little, we will immediately go to report to Senior Poison Douluo. From this day forward, our Dragon and Serpent Family shall officially submit to him!"

Turning our gaze to Tang San's side.

At this moment, the team appeared exceptionally desolate.

Following the departure of Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, coupled with the mysterious disappearance of Ma Hongjun, who should have been traveling with them, the entire team was now reduced to just Tang San, Oscar, Dai Mubai, and Zhao Wuji.

"Hoo..."

While on the road, Tang San suddenly stopped in his tracks. His spirit power fluctuated, and he exhaled a long breath of stale air.

"San, have you broken through to level thirty?" Zhao Wuji noticed the movement and turned to ask.

Tang San nodded, though his expression remained heavy, his heart filled entirely with Xiao Wu, who had been snatched away by the Titan Giant Ape.

Seeing this, Oscar spoke up from the side: "That's great! San, if you can quickly absorb your third spirit ring now and restore your injuries and spirit power to their peak state, perhaps we will be able to catch up to Xiao Wu!"

The speaker meant no harm, but the listener took it to heart.

Tang San felt a jolt in his heart upon hearing this, his eyes instantly becoming incredibly urgent.

That's right, as long as he obtained a third spirit ring to restore his strength, he could immediately go to save Xiao Wu!

Just then, Dai Mubai, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped and pointed toward a bamboo forest ahead, shouting:

"Look over there, why is there such a thick Solitary Bamboo growing in this forest?"

The group followed the direction he pointed.

They saw a Solitary Bamboo, far thicker than any ordinary bamboo, standing quietly in the forest and radiating immense vitality.

Tang San hurried forward, observed it carefully for a moment, and said in a deep voice:

"This is a three-thousand-year Solitary Bamboo!

Furthermore, the life force it contains is extremely dense."

Zhao Wuji walked over, rubbed his chin, and remarked casually:

"The life force of this Solitary Bamboo is indeed impressive.

If it could serve as your third spirit ring, Tang San.

After absorbing it, relying on this massive amount of life force, you would certainly be able to instantly recover from your injuries and replenish your depleted spirit power."

Zhao Wuji had only meant it as a casual remark; after all, three thousand years was far beyond the limit for a third spirit ring.

However, Tang San, anxious to save Xiao Wu, instantly turned red-eyed and took the words as absolute truth.

"Teacher Zhao is right, what I need most right now is to restore my strength to save Xiao Wu!"

"Tang San, wait—"

Before Zhao Wuji could finish his sentence, a cold glint flashed in Tang San's hand as he swung his blade and severed the three-thousand-year Solitary Bamboo at the waist!

Specks of light gathered, and a purple spirit ring slowly rose.

Without any hesitation, Tang San sat cross-legged on the ground.

He guided the purple spirit ring toward himself and began to absorb it right there on the spot!

"Holy crap!

Tang San, are you crazy?

That's three thousand years!"

Zhao Wuji's eyes widened as he exclaimed in shock.

But by now, Tang San had already closed his eyes, his brows furrowed, having completely entered the state of forcibly absorbing the spirit ring.

"He's mad!

Tang San has truly lost his mind!"

Oscar clutched his head with one hand, his face full of disbelief:

"That's a three-thousand-year spirit ring!

The limit for a third spirit ring is only about seventeen hundred years; how could he dare to absorb it directly?!"

Dai Mubai also gasped, staring fixedly at Tang San, who was shrouded in purple light, his voice trembling:

"And it's a Solitary Bamboo at that!

Even to save Xiao Wu, he shouldn't be so desperate as to swallow anything!"

Beside them, Zhao Wuji felt as if his intestines were turning green with regret.

He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, nearly losing his mind.

"My damn mouth!

Why did I have to go around making idle comments!"

Zhao Wuji grabbed his hair in frustration and roared, wanting to cry but having no tears:

"I was just speaking off the cuff! Who could have guessed that a perfectly sane person would actually go and absorb a three-thousand-year Solitary Bamboo spirit ring!"

Looking at Tang San's tightly closed eyes and his face twisted in pain.

Then, glancing at Tang San's hand with its missing finger.

Zhao Wuji felt a sudden tremor in his heart, and a chill rushed straight to his head.

"Smack!

Smack!"

Zhao Wuji raised his fan-like hand.

Without mercy, he slapped himself twice across the face, his cheeks instantly swelling red.

"Teacher Zhao, what are you doing?!"

Dai Mubai and Oscar were startled.

"I deserve to be hit!"

Zhao Wuji wore a mournful expression, his voice brimming with despair and terror:

"Not only has the grudge for Tang San's severed finger gone unavenged, but now, because of one careless remark from me, he is forcibly absorbing this lethal three-thousand-year Solitary Bamboo spirit ring!

If anything goes wrong and he meets an untimely end, once I return to Shrek Academy...

And that ancestor Tang Hao finds out about this, he will surely take his hammer and smash me to death!"

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