Snatching a God-Tier Cheat! Tang San, I've Taken Your Spine!

The evening in Suotuo City arrived, and the lights began to flicker on.

Compared to the Shrek Village outside the city, which lacked even streetlamps and was filled with the scents of dirt and sweat, the streets of Suotuo City were practically a paradise on earth.

The Rose Hotel's massive, rose-shaped architecture radiated a hazy pink glow into the night, and the alluring scent of perfume could be smelled from far away—it was the scent of money and hormones intertwined.

Su Yun flicked his folding fan and stepped back into the lobby of the Rose Hotel with three girls in tow.

At this moment, Xiao Wu, playful and moving, stood on his left, occasionally brushing against his arm.

Zhu Zhuqing, cold, aloof, and possessing a figure so hot it could make one's nose bleed, followed on his right.

Trailing behind them was Ning Rongrong, the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, who wore a haughty expression but had eyes full of curiosity.

This scene left the so-called nobles and Spirit Masters in the hotel lobby instantly dumbfounded.

"Who... who is this young master? Bringing three top-tier beauties all by himself?"

"Shh! Don't you see that's the one who just scared Young Master Dai into kneeling? Not only is he rich, but his strength is also terrifyingly high!"

The front desk manager came running out, stumbling and scrambling, his face plastered with a nearly fawning smile.

"Young Master Su! You've returned! The room has been cleaned from top to bottom according to your instructions, and all the sheets and quilts have been replaced with the finest Cloud Silk. It is absolutely up to your standards for cleanliness!"

Su Yun nodded in satisfaction and casually flicked a Gold Soul Coin as a tip.

However, the atmosphere in the hotel became somewhat strange due to Ning Rongrong's official arrival.

Previously, Su Yun's dynamic with Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing had maintained a delicate balance.

But the moment Ning Rongrong, that little witch, entered, the domain known as the Shura Field was instantly activated.

"Brother Su Yun, I want to sleep in the middle!"

Xiao Wu clung tightly to Su Yun's left arm, her large eyes looking provocatively at the other two girls. Her rabbit ears stood straight up, her intent to stake her claim clear for all to see.

"Sleep in the middle? You're not afraid of being flattened, are you?"

Ning Rongrong stood with her hands on her hips and let out a soft huff. Her gaze swept over Zhu Zhuqing's proud curves before landing on Su Yun, her tone sour.

"This young lady paid for her accommodation, so why should I listen to you? Besides, I haven't even tried that pink heart-shaped waterbed yet."

Although Zhu Zhuqing didn't speak, her cold eyes swept toward Su Yun as well.

Despite her icy personality, her sense of reliance on Su Yun had reached a critical point after the medicinal application incident the previous night.

In this city where she had no family, Su Yun was her only safe harbor.

Su Yun felt the different sensations from the arms on either side of him, as well as the three scorching gazes, but instead of feeling flustered, he felt incredibly exhilarated.

This was the correct way for a transmigrator to live!

Having people cheer for him when he fought and fight over his position when he slept—how could a blockhead like Tang San, who only knew how to guard his scrap-metal Hidden Weapons, ever understand this kind of life?

"Alright, alright, stop arguing."

Su Yun put on the air of a head of the household and casually bluffed.

"The Red Ocean Suite is big enough; that waterbed is more than enough for four people. You are all sisters, so you should get along harmoniously."

"Who's sisters with her!"

Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong spoke in unison.

Zhu Zhuqing quietly blushed.

Returning to the extravagantly luxurious and rather improper Red Ocean Suite, Su Yun first settled the three competitive girls into the bath before reclining comfortably on the sofa and summoning the system.

This trip to Shrek had been incredibly fruitful.

[Ding! Detected that the host has completed a major side quest: The 'Shrek Seven Devils' plan has completely miscarried.]

[Plot significantly deviated: Tang San has lost his core teammates (Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu), Shrek Academy's reputation is in ruins, and Tang San's Luck Value has leaked significantly.]

[Causality judgment: A total victory! Rewards are being distributed...]

[Reward obtained: External Spirit Bone - Eight Spider Lances (Purified Version).]

[Note: This Spirit Bone has been stripped of evil, toxic, and grotesque negative attributes. Upon fusion, it will be renamed 'Wings of Light' or 'Wings of Judgment'. Constructed from holy fire, it possesses three special effects: high-speed flight, energy purification, and physical penetration.]

[Reward obtained: Spirit Power increased consecutively; host's current Spirit Power: Level 45 (Spirit Ancestor)!]

[Reward obtained: One God-Given Soul Ring (Fifth Soul Ring preparation). It will automatically generate the highest possible age-limit ring based on the host's physical limits!]

"Holy crap!"

Even though Su Yun had been mentally prepared, he couldn't help but curse inwardly at this moment.

This wave of rewards had essentially stripped Tang San of his very foundation.

The Eight Spider Lances!

That was Tang San's most important cheat item in the early stages, his capital for defying the heavens and surviving life-and-death situations time and again.

Now, this very backbone had been snatched away by him.

Moreover, anything produced by the system was guaranteed to be top-tier.

When Tang San's Eight Spider Lances first sprouted, they were bloody, barbed, and venomous—ugly as a spider monster.

But his own version was the purified edition: the Wings of Judgment!

Su Yun couldn't wait to close his eyes, feeling a warm yet violent power rising from his spine.

"Hiss--!"

A faint tingling sensation washed over him. Immediately after, eight brilliant golden streams of light erupted from Su Yun's back!

They were not hideous limbs, but wings composed of pure golden feathers and divine energy!

Each wing radiated a soft glow. With a gentle flutter, the air in the room seemed to be purified; the lingering, ambiguous scent of the aromatherapy vanished instantly, replaced by the crisp, clean air of a mountain peak.

"Refreshing! Absolutely refreshing!"

Su Yun clenched his fists, his level-forty soul power surging through his body like a mighty river.

Right now, he felt like he could kill three Zhao Wujis with a single punch!

Excited, he pulled out his black diary and began recording, ready to strike a blow to the heart.

[Date: X Year X Month X Day, Night, Rose Hotel, Red Ocean.]

[Mood today: How lonely it is to be invincible.]

[The system just sent me Tang San's Eight Spider Lances. Tsk tsk, is this the joy of snatching a protagonist's fortune?]

[To be honest, I really couldn't stand Tang San's original Eight Spider Lances. They looked like a giant spider; if you walked down the street, people would think you were some mutated soul beast. So tacky.]

[The 'Wings of Judgment' the system purified for me is a perfect match. Golden light wings, a divine aura, paired with my earth-shatteringly handsome face—flying into the sky would look like a miracle descending.]

[I bet when Qian Renxue sees these wings later, she'll think I'm her long-lost Angel God brother.]

[Sigh, Tang San, oh Tang San. Are you hiding in that drafty dormitory right now, feeling a chill down your back?]

[You're right to feel cold, because your backbone—the divine equipment that was supposed to belong to you, the one that would let you fight above your rank—is now glowing and pulsing on my back.]

[You can't hold onto destiny. Your petty, dark little thoughts aren't worthy of this heaven-sent fate.]

[Next, there's nothing fun left in Suotuo City. Since I've taken Tang San's Soul Bone, it's time for the 'Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well' in the Sunset Forest and its fields of immortal herbs to find a new owner surnamed Su.]

[Fragrant Silk Immortal Herb, Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass, Blazing Apricot Delicate... Tang San, I'll gladly accept these life-saving talismans of yours!]

After finishing the diary, Su Yun tucked it away, his eyes gleaming with the certainty of victory.

Meanwhile.

At Shrek Academy, in that drafty, dilapidated dormitory.

Tang San sat cross-legged on a rotting wooden board, trying to use his Mysterious Heaven Skill to calm his inner frustration.

Yu Xiaogang sat beside him, his zombie-like face clouded with gloom.

"Little San, don't be discouraged."

Yu Xiaogang offered a dry, hollow comfort.

"Improving your soul power is what matters most. That Su Yun only has external strength..."

"Cough, cough!"

Tang San snapped his eyes open and began to cough violently.

Just a moment ago, he had felt an inexplicable sense of emptiness sweep through his entire body. Specifically, his spine—a place that had always ached faintly but felt like it contained some hidden vitality—suddenly turned ice-cold.

It felt as if something destined to be his had, in that very second, left him forever.

The grief of losing a supreme treasure made Tang San's heart twitch painfully.

"Teacher, I feel so cold."

Tang San's face turned deathly pale, and he subconsciously touched his back.

"My back... it feels empty."

Yu Xiaogang froze. He reached out to touch Tang San's back but found nothing.

"Empty? Little San, you're under too much pressure and are hallucinating. Get some rest; we need to discuss how to hunt for your next Soul Ring tomorrow..."

Tang San nodded blankly.

He looked up at the cold moon outside the window, a sense of unprecedented despair welling up in his heart.

He didn't know why.

He only knew that the world seemed to be growing crueler to him by the day.

Back in the Rose Hotel suite, the bathroom door clicked open.

"Brother Su Yun, we're finished washing. Come see if this outfit is pretty?"

Xiao Wu's sweet, clear voice drifted over.

Su Yun snapped back to reality, looking at the three stunning beauties of different styles emerging from the steam, a wicked, charming smile curling his lips.

"Come here. Tonight, Big Brother is going to show you some high-difficulty maneuvers that normal people don't play."

Tang San was crying, while Su Yun was laughing.

This was the true Douluo script.