Tang San: Save Me!

Oscar's expression grew even more apologetic, yet his heart remained completely calm.

In his view, as long as he could survive, what did the sacrifice of two "brothers" matter?

With his talent, all he needed to do was cling tightly to Tang San's thigh.

On the other side, Tang San sat cross-legged, fully focused on absorbing the 3,800-year Soul-Devouring Demon Spider soul ring. A deep purple ring swirled around him, powerful energy continuously surging into his body, causing his meridians to ache with the strain.

However, relying on the experience from his past life, he forcibly suppressed the restless energy within him, a confident smile curling at the corners of his mouth.

He believed that he would certainly succeed in absorbing this soul ring that exceeded his limit, allowing his strength to achieve a qualitative leap.

Once he became a God King in the future, the entire continent would bow at his feet.

Flender and Zhao Wuji stood to the side, watching Tang San with grave expressions, their hearts filled with worry.

They did not know where Tang San found the confidence to take such a risk.

If the absorption failed, Tang San would not only lose all his soul power but could even lose his life.

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing stood in the distance, watching this chaotic scene, their hearts filled with mixed emotions.

Oscar's selfishness chilled them, the miserable state of Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun made them unable to bear the sight, and Tang San's madness made them feel strange and fearful.

"If only Brother Fu Qin were here," Ning Rongrong muttered softly, her eyes full of worry.

Zhu Zhuqing also nodded, her favor for Fu Qin increasing even more.

After all.

Fu Qin's selflessness stood in stark contrast to Oscar's selfish and despicable nature.

Time ticked by second by second, the soul power fluctuations on Tang San's body becoming increasingly intense as the deep purple soul ring gradually merged into his body.

But just as the soul ring was about to be fully absorbed, his face suddenly turned deathly pale, and a trace of black blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Not good! The soul power is backlashing!" Flender exclaimed, wanting to step forward to help, but fearing that he might interfere with Tang San's current state.

Tang San gritted his teeth tightly, the energy within him like a wild horse, crazily slamming against his meridians.

He had not expected that this 3,800-year Soul-Devouring Demon Spider soul ring would be even more overbearing than he had imagined.

"Why... is it like this..." Tang San's consciousness began to blur, his eyes filled with unwillingness and despair.

He was a reincarnated God King; how could he fall to a 3,800-year soul ring?

"No, I won't die, I absolutely cannot die!!"

"Save me, anyone, save me!!"

Tang San sat cross-legged on the ground, his face as pale as paper, his soul power in total disarray. The deep purple soul ring spun crazily around his body, yet it refused to merge, instead continuously battering his meridians and sea of consciousness.

Through his spiritual power, Fu Qin could clearly see the tragic state inside Tang San's body.

The violent energy of the Soul-Devouring Demon Spider was rampaging through his meridians, and spiderweb-like toxins had already spread to his internal organs.

Even more fatal was that the remnant soul of the 3,800-year Soul-Devouring Demon Spider had burrowed into his sea of consciousness and was slowly devouring his soul.

If this were any ordinary soul master, they would have already been scattered to the winds, Fu Qin thought to himself, forced to admit that the resilience of the Son of Destiny was truly terrifying.

But it was precisely this resilience that made him even more determined to dig a bottomless pit for Tang San.

"Fu Qin, San's condition is extremely dangerous. Do you have any way to save his life?" Seeing this, Flender grabbed onto him like a life-saving straw, rushing forward with unprecedented urgency in his tone.

He knew that Tang San was the son of Tang Hao. If the only seedling of that great god died at Shrek, let alone the academy, they would likely all be ground to dust by Tang Hao.

Fu Qin feigned contemplation, his gaze sweeping over the anxious Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, finally landing on Xiao Wu's worried face before he spoke slowly.

"I can save him, but I need one thing: a century-level plant-type soul beast. It must have no ability to resist, and the more ordinary, the better."

"A century-level plant-type?" Flender was stunned for a moment, then filled with wild joy.

"That's simple! I'll go find one right now!" The outer reaches of the Star Dou Forest were not lacking in low-level plant-type soul beasts. Before he finished speaking, his wings unfurled, and he transformed into a black streak of light, disappearing into the depths of the forest.

Ning Rongrong hurried to Fu Qin's side, her small hand clutching his sleeve, her tone filled with worry.

"Brother Fu Qin, can you really save Tang San? Will there be any danger?" Although she did not like Tang San, she did not want to see Fu Qin get hurt saving a piece of trash.

[Ning Rongrong favorability +10, current favorability 227 points]

Xiao Wu also stood on her tiptoes, her eyes full of concern: "Fu Qin, you must be careful too, don't push yourself too hard."

[Xiao Wu favorability +30, current favorability 1080 points]

[Xiao Wu's inner thoughts: Brother Fu Qin is always so kind, he treats everyone so well. I must protect him properly!]

Fu Qin smiled inwardly. Kind? He didn't have such a good heart.

He patted their hands, his tone gentle: "Don't worry, although I don't have a hundred percent certainty, I will do my absolute best to treat Third Brother!"

Before long, Flender returned carrying a vibrant green bamboo.

The bamboo was about ten meters tall, with dew still clinging to its leaves, emitting a faint fluctuation of soul power. It was exactly a century-old Solitary Bamboo. "Fu Qin, the plant-type soul beast you wanted is found!"

Fu Qin nodded, took the Solitary Bamboo, and his soul power erupted instantly.

His hands glowed with a silvery-white light as his Alchemy Gloves martial soul slowly manifested, the alchemical patterns upon them flickering with a ghostly sheen.

"First Spirit Skill, Hundred Refinements: Materialization!"

Following a low shout, Solitary Bamboo rapidly decomposed in his hands, transforming into wisps of pure plant-type energy that were firmly bound by the Alchemy Gloves.

Immediately after, he activated his second spirit skill: "Divine Mechanism: Object Manipulation!"

Those plant-type energies seemed to gain a life of their own, condensing into a green ribbon of light in the air.

"Third Spirit Skill, Heavenly Eye: Construction!"

Fu Qin closed his eyes, his spiritual power surging out like a tide, clearly seeing every meridian and every damaged part of the divine soul within Tang San through the Heavenly Eye: Construction spirit skill.

He took a deep breath, transforming his spiritual power into a fine needle, slowly infiltrating Tang San's sea of consciousness.

Inside the sea of consciousness, it was a scene of utter devastation.

The remnant soul of the Soul-Devouring Demon Spider had transformed into a pitch-black spider, frantically tearing at the origin of Tang San's divine soul, while Tang San's consciousness still stubbornly resisted.

Even though he was on the verge of collapse, this reincarnated God King still refused to give up.

"Still holding on?" Fu Qin's consciousness manifested within the sea of consciousness, watching the scene before him with a cold sneer curling his lips.

Without the slightest hesitation, he manipulated his threads of spiritual power, moving to Entangle the remnant soul of the Soul-Devouring Demon Spider.

"Outsider! Get out!" Sensing the threat, the remnant soul of the Soul-Devouring Demon Spider let out a sharp hiss, abandoning its attack on Tang San's divine soul to lunge at Fu Qin's consciousness instead.