Death Spider Emperor

Death Spider Emperor!

From the moment Luo Chen released his martial soul until now, these few words had remained in Yu Xiaogang's mind like a lingering shadow.

It wasn't just because of his old flame, Bibi Dong; the greater reason was that he knew the terrifying nature of this martial soul.

This was, after all, a top-tier beast martial soul ranked in the first echelon across the entire continent.

"Gulp."

Swallowing hard, Yu Xiaogang couldn't help but let his gaze drift toward the small, ugly Luo Sanpao before him.

It was all the fault of this trash martial soul of his!

Fortunately, although his martial soul was trash, he had managed to absorb two century-level soul rings through sheer willpower. Even with a top-tier martial soul, Luo Chen, who had just awakened his, might not necessarily be a match for him.

"Fart like thunder, shake the heavens and shatter the earth, Luo Sanpao!"

As the words fell, the first yellow soul ring instantly lit up.

Luo Sanpao sprang into the air, turned its back toward Luo Chen, and began to inhale frantically with one end, while the other end...

Luo Chen's expression couldn't help but shift, though it was a look rarely seen in battle: he was suppressing a laugh.

What if he actually held it in?

Jokes aside, he had no desire to let this visible yellow gas touch him. It was too disgusting; it was on par with its master, Yu Xiaogang.

Relying on the agile speed of the Death Spider Emperor, Luo Chen easily moved to the other side of the arena with an almost unbelievable swiftness, successfully evading the pale yellow gas.

But this did not mean the gas would simply vanish.

Without Luo Chen in its path, the gas naturally drifted into the spectator stands after a brief float.

Of course, after traveling such a long distance, its potency had long since been diluted, and the gas only looked the part—in reality, it was merely soul power condensed and expelled from that specific area.

However, Luo Chen felt that if one were truly hit by such a disgusting thing, it would be no different from a mental attack.

One could only say that the Grandmaster lived up to his name, coming with built-in magic damage.

Watching the small group of people scattering in a panic, retching and vomiting because they were enveloped by the yellow gas, the corner of Luo Chen's mouth twitched.

It was a good thing he hadn't touched that disgusting stuff.

What was more interesting, however, was that Luo Chen spotted someone he hadn't expected in the crowd.

Tang San.

He was actually among them, and at this moment, he was also clutching a tree trunk and dry-heaving.

Luo Chen suddenly felt like laughing.

He turned his head to glance at Yu Xiaogang, who was already red-faced from the mockery of the spectators on the other side who hadn't been affected.

Given this guy's nature, he would definitely still try to scheme against the little brat later. It was just hard to say if Tang San would still agree to him after being fed a stinky egg by his own hand...

Laughing to himself, Luo Chen moved.

In his heart, from his perspective, this battle had never held any suspense to begin with.

The martial souls of himself and Yu Xiaogang were simply not on the same level; the gap was too vast to be bridged by two unremarkable, featureless century-level soul rings.

In the next instant, Luo Chen appeared behind Luo Sanpao, the phantom of the Spider Emperor on his back flickering slightly.

"Luo! Luo!"

Accompanied by Luo Sanpao's terrified shriek, Yu Xiaogang didn't even have time to give the next command before Luo Sanpao was sent flying by a spider leg radiating a chilling aura. Simultaneously, toxins seeped into its body, causing it to lose its ability to fight.

Following that, Luo Chen didn't pause, instead immediately going after Yu Xiaogang.

However, this time, it wasn't as ruthless as before. Just as the spider leg was about to touch Yu Xiaogang, Luo Chen halted his movement.

"Uncle, how about it? If you don't concede now, I won't be responsible for what happens next."

Luo Chen spoke with a smile.

Looking at the spider leg inches from his face, radiating waves of cold air, Yu Xiaogang clearly sensed the scent of death and decisively chose to fold.

"I concede! I concede! Everything is yours, Luo Chen, don't kill me!"

"That's easy enough. Hand it over."

Luo Chen didn't retract his martial soul; instead, he kept smiling and extended a hand toward Yu Xiaogang, beckoning. The meaning was self-evident.

"..."

After a brief silence, Yu Xiaogang, looking pained, unhooked the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges from his waist and handed it over, along with a heavy bag of Gold Soul Coins.

However, once Luo Chen accepted the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges and scanned the bag of Gold Soul Coins with his mental power, he frowned.

He cast a leisurely gaze toward Yu Xiaogang.

"A renowned master of martial soul theory, and you can't even produce 150 Gold Soul Coins?"

As the words fell, Yu Xiaogang, having been seen through, turned an even deeper shade of red.

His dignity had essentially been ground into the dirt by Luo Chen today; he had lost all face.

But there was no help for it. His life was still in Luo Chen's hands, so he had to swallow his pride—he was, after all, someone who cherished his life dearly.

"I only have this much right now! Give me a few days, and I will definitely scrape together the rest to pay you back!"

He shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice ringing out for nearly everyone present to hear.

Luo Chen was left speechless for a moment upon hearing this; he really couldn't produce it?

He admitted that he had somewhat overestimated Yu Xiaogang.

Shaking his head in disappointment, he finally retracted his martial soul.

Without lingering for even a second longer, he turned and melted into the crowd, and Luo Chen quickly vanished from the area surrounding Notting Academy.

He had never held the slightest interest in this academy; coming here today was purely a coincidence, and he had only been drawn in by Tang San.

As a transmigrator, he understood far more than those teachers, and he possessed the ability to be self-sufficient in the early stages; if he were to join any academy, it would be a high-level one backed by powerful soul masters later on.

Now that everything was settled, it was time for him to continue pursuing his own goals.

The Death Spider Emperor, which he had chosen as his primary martial soul, had yet to have a single soul ring added to it.

Next destination: Star Dou Great Forest.

After wandering around for an entire afternoon, Luo Chen finally found a carriage at the northern edge of the city that could take him out.

Thanks to the help of Yu Xiaogang, the top contributor, he didn't have to worry about travel expenses at all, and he easily found a carriage driver willing to take him to an inn near Star Dou.

Of course, this was as close as he could get. Entering the Star Dou Great Forest directly was impossible; no driver was willing to go there, and the furthest they would take Luo Chen was an inn on the outskirts.

Luo Chen understood, as it was, after all, known as a forbidden zone for humanity.

The fact that he chose that place as his destination was partly out of necessity, as he truly had nowhere else to go.

Star Dou Great Forest was the nearest soul beast forest.

As for the other Soul Hunting Forest, he couldn't even get inside.

Not to mention the others; he didn't even know how many days the journey would take.