A Surgery for Tang San's Spine

"Did it really succeed?"

Ning Fengzhi's face was filled with disbelief, his pupils instantly widening as though he wanted to etch the scene into his memory.

"Third Brother, you're incredible!"

Xiao Wu's voice brimmed with undisguised pride, her eyes full of admiration and delight for Tang San.

"Little San, congratulations. Truly, congratulations!"

"My heavens, a Soul Elder absorbing a two-thousand-year soul ring... If this got out, no one would believe it!"

The Shrek Five Devils were even more excited.

"The young truly surpass the old. They truly do!"

Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang's aged eyes also flashed with astonishment.

If someone had told them half an hour ago that a Soul Elder could absorb a two-thousand-year soul ring, they would surely have taken that person for a fool.

Yet this unbelievable scene was unfolding vividly before their eyes.

"Not bad, not bad."

Ye Muyun casually clapped her hands, the applause sounding especially clear in the silent clearing.

"You praise me too highly, Senior."

Tang San gave a slight bow. His tone sounded humble, but a trace of barely detectable pride lay hidden in his eyes.

"A mere two-thousand-year soul ring wasn't worth taking such a risk for, was it?"

Ye Muyun raised an eyebrow, a cold gleam appearing in her eyes. "It's time to show us what you really obtained, isn't it?"

"What are you talking about?"

Tang San's heart sank sharply, as if someone had seen through his deepest secret, but he still put on a bewildered expression.

"If you wait until I make a move, what you suffer will be far worse than this."

Ye Muyun's voice was calm and even, yet it was like ice tossed into boiling oil, instantly making every hair on Tang San's body stand on end.

"Senior, I truly don't know what you