Tang San's Day of Suffering, Tang San Covered in White

On a mountain nearly two hundred meters high, a massive waterfall twenty meters wide cascaded down, crashing into the lake below with a thunderous roar audible from over a hundred meters away.

The waterfall kicked up a thick mist, refracting countless rainbows across the lake's surface.

Behind the waterfall, Xia Yan felt around and pushed aside a massive boulder blocking the cave entrance, revealing a hole just tall enough for a person.

The cave was cramped and dark.

Even at high noon, sunlight could only reach a little way inside; beyond that, it was extremely dim, with not a trace of light.

The cave walls were damp, a thin layer of moisture clinging to them, trickling downward, gathering into a slow stream that seeped out of the cave.

If it ever saw even a sliver of sunlight on an ordinary day, the cave would likely be overgrown with moss.

Had he not known beforehand, no one would likely have discovered this cave.

Xia Yan walked deeper into the gloomy cave.

Turning a corner, he saw at the far end, on a raised mound of earth, a golden Blue Silver Grass growing.

It had only three tender leaves, slightly translucent, with faintly visible dark-golden veins.

It appeared holy, noble, and untouchable.

Joy spread across Xia Yan's face.

Finally found it!

A top-tier plant-type soul beast, the Blue Silver Emperor!

He gently stroked the Blue Silver Emperor's delicate leaves; the touch was soft, cool, and warm.

Sensing an intruder, the Blue Silver Emperor's small form trembled lightly, as if in fear.

Xia Yan didn't dare delay. He summoned the Demon Suppressing Pagoda and drew the Blue Silver Emperor into the first layer's space, planting it in the center of the grassy field.

Bathed in sunlight, the Blue Silver Emperor's golden tender leaves swayed gently. It couldn't understand what had happened, but it could truly feel the breath of the wind—

a long-lost sensation.

Xia Yan took a Blue Silver Grass of similar size from the Demon Suppressing Pagoda, and buried it in the spot where the Blue Silver Emperor had been.

It would be a waste to leave it empty, and maybe it could fool Tang Hao.

He stood up and felt along the cave walls again.

"Bang!"

Tang San's body was sent flying by a punch, tumbling five meters back and rolling into a patch of Dark Purple Blue Silver Grass that had stopped growing.

His body was coated in a thick, sticky white venom, so much that it slid down his frame.

This venom was part of his martial soul and soul rings, so naturally it wouldn't harm his own body, but it looked terrible.

"Ugh..."

Zhao Wuji only felt exhausted. He covered his face, not even bothering to check how much of the incense had burned.

"Pass, pass, I'm done fighting..."

He sighed.

"Oscar, get over here and heal!"

"Oscar... Oscar!"

"Ah..!"

Oscar finally snapped back to reality, staring at the cluster of dark purple and milky white Blue Silver Grass before him, which spanned at least fifty square meters.

He could only feel them radiating a suffocating pressure that bordered on despair...

In some ways, it was even more terrifying than Zhao Wuji's pressure!

"Heal him! Hurry!"

Zhao Wuji had been keeping in mind that this was a sparring match. Even though he had pulled his strength just now, the moment Tang San flew backward, he regretted it—

Regretted losing his temper.

After all, this was just a test.

But looking at the expanse of Blue Silver Grass, he covered his face again, an unprecedented sense of helplessness spreading through his heart.

Let's just end this quickly...

At the same time, he silently prayed that today's events would never leak out...

Otherwise, his reputation would truly be ruined...

Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu exchanged puzzled glances. What happened?

Why did it suddenly end?

The incense hadn't even burned out yet.

A red-haired, chubby boy watched the scene from a distance.

The first thing he saw was three beauties. Before he could get excited, just half a second later, his pupils quaked.

His mouth slowly fell open, Eventually wide enough to fit an egg.

This... this... this...

What kind of game was this?!

Wasn't this too terrifying?!

He shuffled closer, His belly jiggling with each step.

"This... Teacher Zhao..."

"Are... are you guys playing something?"

Ma Hongjun clutched his head, his mind in chaos: "Isn't... isn't this supposed to be a test?!"

Zhao Wuji's face darkened.

"Shut up!"

"If any of you dares to speak a word about today, you're as good as dead!"

Hearing this, Ma Hongjun immediately clamped his mouth shut, straightening his back with extreme seriousness:

"Mm-hmm!"

"Yes, Teacher Zhao!"

In truth, he had figured it out—this was indeed a test, but what was happening... was completely different from what he had imagined.

He had heard the bear's roar earlier and rushed over immediately, Thinking he'd get to watch a good show.

And he did see a show—

Just one that was a little too good...

Oscar looked deeply embarrassed: "Teacher Zhao... I... I can't get through..."

Those poisonous juices were harmless to Tang San, But they weren't to him—he would actually get hurt.

The Blue Silver Grass that Tang San had summoned to block Zhao Wuji with its venom was now blocking Oscar instead.

Hearing this, Zhao Wuji could only use Gravity Squeeze to drag Tang San, who was covered in thick white venom, over.

But he didn't touch him, stopping about three meters away.

Oscar, noticing the girls present, awkwardly cleared his throat: "This old man has a big sausage..."

Pinching his fingers, Oscar grimaced in disgust as he used the sausage to nudge Tang San's face straight, then shoved the entire recovery sausage into his mouth.

"Gulp..."

Tang San's throat involuntarily made a swallowing sound, even expanding slightly.

"..."

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun were standing perfectly still when their bodies suddenly trembled.

They both pursed their lips tightly, their expressions frozen as if fixed in place, desperately holding back the corners of their mouths from curling upward.

Their faces were locked in a rigid pose.

Hold it in! Hold it in!

Zhao Wuji, meanwhile, looked utterly exhausted, almost laughing at himself in frustration.

If you're bored, go sleep—why do anything else, let alone think about picking a fight...

"Ah..."

He let out a long sigh toward the sky.

"Clean him up, then send him to the dorm..."

"I'm leaving. Don't say I was here."

With that, Zhao Wuji, stripped of the fighting spirit he'd had before the battle, walked away without looking back.

Oscar looked up: "Boss Dai, you guys..."

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun immediately shook their heads: "No, no, no, we've got things to do..."

Before they could finish speaking, the two vanished in a flash.

Oscar was on the verge of tears. Was he supposed to clean this up alone?

He turned, looking toward the girls resting, and was about to flash his standard smile...

Oscar froze.

People? Where had everyone gone?!

On the empty training ground, there was only him, Tang San, and the poisonous juice reeking of sour rot.

Inside the cave, Xia Yan felt along the cave wall until he found a hidden groove. Inside lay a pitch-black rectangular box.

The box was ice-cold and extremely heavy.

The moment he opened the black box, a wave of coolness surged out, filling the entire cave.

It carried an indescribable gentleness, instantly soothing the restlessness in his heart.

A blue spirit bone, translucent with a crystalline sheen.

Its two sides resembled wings, and an overwhelming life force continuously overflowed, soaking into Xia Yan's body and mind.

The Hundred Thousand Year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone possessed ultimate vitality, granting its absorber the abilities of healing and flight.

Xia Yan didn't dare to delay. After restoring everything to its original state, he took the Blue Silver Emperor and the spirit bone, and left!

Since Oscar had reached level thirty just a few days after Tang San enrolled, the group was set to head to the Star Dou Great Forest.

To catch up with them, Xia Yan naturally had to rush back to Shrek overnight.