Silver Shuttle Snake, Tang San is Hit

If we say that the Blue Silver Emperor absorbing life-attribute plants is a hundred points, and life-attribute animal-type Soul Beasts or non-life-attribute plants that do not harm the origin are eighty points.

The Datura Snake would probably be around fifty points; after all, a Soul Master needs not only a Martial Soul but also strong personal constitution.

As for the Silver Shuttle Snake, it is estimated to be less than twenty points—it has only flaws and not a single benefit.

Whether it is the degree of reinforcement the frail body provides to the Soul Master, the evolutionary boost for a mismatched Martial Soul, or the potential Soul Ring skills that might be formed, everything is a complete mess, simply too unsightly to behold.

Gu Yue grabbed a large and a small Silver Shuttle Snake from the snake den; the large one was over five hundred years old, while the small one was only ninety.

She flew rapidly to lie in ambush along the path Yu Xiaogang was traveling.

While waiting, she didn't know what she thought of, but a strange smile couldn't help but spread across the corners of her mouth.

"How did Xiao Tian laugh in his past life?

Hehehe? No, that's not it.

Gagaga, that's not it either.

Ehehe, even worse."

"Jie jie, that's it, that's the feeling, jiejiejie, jiejiejiejiejiejiejie..."

After laughing for a while, she suddenly felt something was wrong and hurriedly restrained her smile, returning to a serious expression.

She secretly thought:

"Ugh, I am the dignified Silver Dragon King, how could I be so frivolous? It must be the influence of the past life's memories.

Hmm, the latter part of the past life's memories are versions after merging with Na'er, and many of them are memories directly from the clone Na'er.

Damn Na'er, even after being reborn, she still doesn't forget to influence the main body."

The area of the primary Soul Hunting Forest is not very large. By the time the sun set, Yu Xiaogang and Tang San had arrived at the mixed zone of ten-year and hundred-year Soul Beasts after walking and stopping along the way.

Luo Sanpao walked in front, sniffing here and there with its nose, wagging its tail, and occasionally letting out a "luo luo" pig-like grunt.

Whether it was because of its fart-based Soul Skill or not, this thing was very sensitive to scents and could be used as a scout.

Just then, they happened to encounter a hundred-year poison frog. Luo Sanpao stopped immediately, its eyes alert, and used a low grunt to warn its master.

They had encountered similar situations many times on the road. Gangzi glanced at it casually, and a look of realization immediately appeared on his face as he habitually recited the Soul Beast Encyclopedia.

"An Arrow-Tongue Poison Frog. Judging from its size and the color of the spots on its skin, it is likely over a hundred years old, but should be less than two hundred.

This type of Soul Beast is very aggressive, but it is generally only interested in insects. Unless you enter its territory, it won't bother others.

It's a pity that its toxicity is quite average and only used for defense; otherwise, it would have been qualified to become your Soul Ring.

Sanpao, retreat, we will take a detour."

While Yu Xiaogang was popularizing science, Tang San offered a look of gratitude and admiration at the right moment.

He was indeed quite satisfied in his heart. The treatment one receives depends heavily on the type of master they apprentice under; this teacher clearly belonged to the kind willing to mentor the younger generation, and his temper wasn't bad either.

His own luck was indeed quite good.

After Gangzi finished speaking, Tang San hurriedly asked:

"Teacher, can a poison frog also become a Soul Ring for Blue Silver Grass? It is an animal-type Soul Beast, but my Martial Soul is a plant. Wouldn't that cause a conflict?"

His curiosity about the Soul Rings of a Soul Master's Martial Soul made him eager to ask questions whenever he encountered a problem, showing a great thirst for knowledge.

Yu Xiaogang smiled slightly, "Do you remember what I told you yesterday?

Among the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul that I have researched and proposed, there is one called..."

"Martial Soul Mimicry Theory."

"Correct, it is the Martial Soul Mimicry Theory. Xiao San, your memory is good.

Plant Martial Souls do not necessarily have to absorb Soul Rings from plant Soul Beasts, and the same applies to beast Martial Souls.

Under various prerequisites, the two can be interchangeable.

Although Blue Silver Grass is trash, it is precisely because it is too weak that it does not produce exclusivity, and it can only passively integrate the attributes attached by any Soul Ring.

It just so happens to meet the criteria perfectly."

"This is because the life attribute naturally possesses the capacity to carry, and can coexist with most attributes without interfering with each other, right?

Moreover, the poison attribute happens to be one of the few that cannot coexist; the two would only consume each other. Either the former obliterates the latter, or the latter annihilates the former."

Gu Yue couldn't help but slander in her heart, "However, if you are teaching Tang San, please continue to increase the intensity. Even if you add a fire attribute to the Blue Silver Emperor, I would only give you a thumbs up.

It's a pity that even if Bie San is stupid, he probably won't accept the fire attribute, otherwise..."

Not long after, the two finally walked to the ambush spot.

The Silver Shuttle Snake already had a faint scent, and it was further sealed by a layer of spiritual power, suppressing all fluctuations of its aura. Luo Sanpao didn't notice anything at all and passed right over its head without any awareness.

Gangzi led Tang San forward strictly following the safe route that Luo Sanpao had scouted, not deviating in the slightest.

Yu Xiaogang walked past without making a sound, yet the moment Tang San set his foot down, the five-hundred-year-old Silver Shuttle Snake, under Gu Yue's control, shot out from its burrow like a projectile, bursting through the grass overhead and striking fiercely at Tang San's calf with lightning speed.

The moment its fangs pierced flesh, it rapidly injected its venom, delivering nearly half of its maximum capacity.

Gu Yue had calculated that any dose higher than this might cause Bie San to kick the bucket on the spot, and besides, she had to save some to give Yu Xiaogang a surprise as well.

The master and disciple duo had to share the bounty equally.

Having succeeded in one strike, the Silver Shuttle Snake did not hesitate in the slightest; it immediately darted away, weaving through the terrain like a shuttle and carving a graceful arc through the air.

Only when it felt it had reached a safe distance did it raise its head high, watching them like a tiger from afar.

The very instant the Silver Shuttle Snake erupted, the thin film of spiritual power that had been masking its aura and scent shattered along with it.

With a sudden reaction of soul power appearing beneath his feet and the sound of movement, Tang San's expression changed drastically.

The instincts and vigilance of a professional assassin were indeed far sharper than those of ordinary people, or even ordinary Soul Masters.

But at that moment, the Silver Shuttle Snake was less than thirty centimeters from his calf, and its premeditated burst was incredibly swift; by the time Tang San detected the movement, it was already too late to react.

Before the thought could even fully form in his mind, and before he could successfully initiate his Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, a sharp pain had already surged from the area of his calf where the muscles and blood vessels were most dense.

Following the sharp pain came a tingling, numbing sensation that spread rapidly along his meridians and blood vessels, racing up his entire leg.

As a soul beast, the Silver Shuttle Snake's venom was naturally no ordinary toxin, but a soul power toxin.

It could permeate the entire body through both soul power and the bloodstream.

"Not good, it's a venomous creature, and a highly toxic one at that."

Without needing to see or identify the specific snake, Tang San felt a fresh wave of shock in his heart just from the swelling at the wound and the speed at which the abnormal sensation was spreading.

As an expert in the use of poisons, he was acutely aware of just how terrifying a toxin with such a rate of spread could be; if not handled properly, his very life could be in danger.

Bie San had no time to overthink; his fingers immediately struck several points in rapid succession—his knee, thigh, and the base of his leg—swiftly sealing off his meridians.