Tang San's Hatred, Return to Spirit City

Seeing Tang Hao busy himself, Tang San's eyes welled with tears.

Having a father like this was a good thing too.

"Teacher, how much longer until we enter Slaughter City?"

Tang San asked weakly.

Right now, he desperately wanted to increase his strength and enter Slaughter City.

His battle with Bai Chenxiang had dealt a crushing blow to his pride.

Sure enough, in this world, only great strength could control one's own fate.

He had always considered his talent quite outstanding.

Twin Martial Souls, Innate Full Soul Power.

Later, he had learned that he possessed the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul and the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline.

With all those advantages, plus his identity as a transmigrator, he should have been able to thrive in this world.

Yet after encountering that bastard Ye Mu, everything had changed.

His life had begun to darken, and even Xiao Wu had left his side.

That had been a hundred-thousand-year Spirit Ring and Spirit Bone, the true treasures of the Soul Master World.

Yet they had gone so gloriously to Ye Mu's side. How could he possibly bear that?

And the series of events that followed had been nothing but rotten luck.

That was why he wanted to raise his cultivation as quickly as possible. Slaughter City was his final opportunity.

Yu Xiaogang pondered for a moment. "Under normal circumstances, there are still about ten days of procedures."

"If we include the time needed for treatment, it may take a month before we reach Slaughter City."

A month later?

That seemed much too slow.

But considering his current injuries, he truly was not suited for traveling.

If the journey pulled at his wounds, that would be utterly disastrous.

"I hope everything will still be in time. Once I emerge from Slaughter City, I will