Tang San Gets Carried Away

Normally, Tang Hao would have the ability to detect abnormalities in time and suppress his condition by regulating his qi and blood, but the black mist between his brows erupted suddenly.

The outbreak of bad luck instantly triggered Tang Hao's hidden injuries.

There was no warning, no buffer.

By the time Tang Hao realized what was happening, it was already too late to suppress it.

"Pfft!"

Warm blood sprayed violently from Tang Hao's mouth.

The spray of blood bloomed in the air, with some of it landing on Ah Yin, leaving mottled crimson stains on her blue and gold body.

The eruption of hidden injuries brought more than just vomiting blood.

The spirit power within Tang Hao's body became chaotic as a result.

"Damn it, what is going on?"

Tang Hao's expression held a hint of bewilderment mixed with anxiety.

He hurriedly sat cross-legged and began to suppress the chaotic spirit power inside him.

However, it would have been better if he hadn't tried to suppress it; the attempt backfired.

The chaotic spirit power, met with suppression, immediately turned violent, rampaging through his body and placing an immense burden on his meridians.

"Oh no!"

Tang Hao's expression changed drastically, but it was too late to react now.

"Hiss..."

The sound of a leaking balloon was exceptionally clear in the silent cave.

A large amount of spirit power overflowed from Tang Hao's body.

"Pfft!"

His throat tasted sweet, and he couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood.

"No... my spirit power."

Feeling his spirit power constantly draining away, Tang Hao was frantic with anxiety.

Unfortunately, he had no way to stop it.

He dared not attempt to suppress it again, or the consequences would only be more severe.

Tang Hao's spirit power level began to drop rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, his level had fallen to ninety-one.

He was on the verge of dropping out of the Titled Douluo realm.

"No!"

Tang Hao's eyes widened in fury, his face twisted, and he couldn't help but let out a heaven-shaking roar.

He dared not imagine it.

If he fell below the Titled realm, how would he face the behemoth that was Spirit Hall in the future, and how would he protect Tang San?

Perhaps the heavens heard his cry and his unwillingness.

His spirit power finally stopped dissipating.

His final level was barely maintained at ninety-one.

He had managed to hold onto the realm of a Titled Douluo.

"Pfft!"

Overcome with rage and despair, Tang Hao spat out yet another mouthful of blood.

His body slowly tipped backward.

"Thud!"

Tang Hao's body slammed heavily onto the ground, and he fell into a coma.

Xiao Chenyu and his group still ended up fighting with Xiao Wu and the other work-study students, but they chose not to engage in a full-blown brawl, opting instead to just go through the motions.

In the end, Xiao Wu still became the "Big Sister Xiao Wu" of Nuoding Academy.

However, none of this had anything to do with Lin Chen.

He had already shifted his focus entirely to the cultivation of his spirit power.

He only occasionally cast Disaster Curse on Tang San and Gangzi.

He kept the rhythm consistent: no major disasters, but constant minor ones.

Tang San and Gangzi had long since been driven to doubt their own lives.

Perhaps because the intensity was too low, he had yet to farm any particularly good rewards.

It is worth mentioning that Tang San, for some unknown reason, has turned into a total simp.

He spends his days finding ways to curry favor with Xiao Wu, yet she remains cold and indifferent toward him.

This leaves Lin Chen completely bewildered.

This isn't how it went in the original story; how did Tang San become a simp?

Such a change is something Lin Chen never saw coming.

Now that the relationship between Xiao Wu and Tang San has shifted like this, will Xiao Wu still go to Shrek with him?

If she doesn't go to Shrek, will she be captured and kept in captivity by Tang Hao?

Most certainly.

Tang Hao would never stand by and watch a hundred-thousand-year soul beast slip right under his nose, even if his own wife was a hundred-thousand-year soul beast in human form.

In the original work, Tang Hao even stated that if Xiao Wu and Tang San hadn't ended up together, he would have kept her in captivity to be killed whenever Tang San needed her.

"Sigh, why is Tang San so pathetic?"

"If Xiao Wu gets locked up by Tang Hao, where am I supposed to find her later?"

Xiao Wu's soul rings might be nothing special, but her soul bone skills are truly top-tier.

Teleportation and Invincible Golden Body are both god-tier abilities.

"Whatever, let it be."

Lin Chen shook his head, deciding to stop paying attention to the saga of the simp chasing the girl.

Time flowed by slowly.

Before he knew it, two years had passed since Lin Chen arrived at Nuoding Academy.

On this day, Lin Chen opened his eyes.

"System, open panel!"

As soon as the thought crossed his mind, his attribute panel suddenly appeared before his eyes.

[Name: Lin Chen]
[Martial Soul: Sky Thunder Whip, Sword of Calamity]
[Level: 20]
[Spirit: 20]
[Physique: 33]
[Cultivation Techniques: [Click to Expand]]

Looking at the level on the panel, the corners of Lin Chen's mouth curled upward.

Seven levels in two years—not bad at all.

Tang San is only at level eighteen, meaning he has already been left two levels behind.

It is evident that the cultivation speed of the Mystic Origin Technique is faster than that of the Mystic Heaven Technique.

So, the question arises: should he go hunt a soul beast for his second soul ring, or use the system-granted soul ring?

Lin Chen pondered for a moment and ultimately chose the former.

The uncertainty of system rewards is too high; it is better to save the system-granted soul ring for later.

Millennium soul beasts are easy to find, but hundred-thousand-year or million-year ones are not.

At his current pace, he will be able to absorb a hundred-thousand-year ring by his eighth soul ring, and with his second martial soul, he will need at least eleven hundred-thousand-year soul rings in total.

It is better to save the system-granted soul rings for when they are truly needed.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

Lin Chen looked up at the dormitory door, his expression filled with speechlessness.

He didn't even have to guess; it was definitely Tang San.

That dog has completely lost his head, constantly spending money to please Xiao Wu, effectively inflating her ego.

Xiao Wu is acting like a heartless flirt now, practically playing Tang San like a fish on a hook.

Yu Xiaogang is supposed to be a master of romance in the Douluo world, so how did he end up teaching a simp?

He is clearly not cut out to be a teacher.

Lin Chen stood up, walked to the door, and opened it.

His gaze fell upon the center of Tang San's forehead.

Unbeknownst to him, Tang San had already accumulated five more stacks of bad luck, and this upcoming outburst would surely be no less severe than the one in the Soul Hunting Forest.

"Lin Chen..."

"No!"

Tang San had barely opened his mouth before Lin Chen coldly cut him off.

Did he really think he was a walking ATM?

He didn't mind giving Tang San a little compensation, but that didn't mean he was willing to be bled dry indefinitely.

He wasn't Tang San's father, after all.

"I..."

Tang San started to speak, then stopped, eventually lowering his head in utter shame.

He didn't want to be like this, but if he didn't buy Xiao Wu delicious food or give her gifts, she wouldn't even spare him a single word.

What else could he do?

Lin Chen ignored the simp, locked the dormitory door, and left.

He left Tang San standing there, dazed and foolish.

By the time Tang San snapped out of it, Lin Chen had already vanished at the end of the hallway.

"What do I do? What am I supposed to do?"

Tang San scratched his head frantically, pacing like an ant on a hot pan.

He needed money, but apart from Lin Chen, he couldn't find another wealthy person to turn to.

"Maybe... I should sell him some hidden weapons?"