A Taoist Like Tang San Has Always Been Kind to Others and Never Fond of Fighting

Su Chen raised one hand before his chest and put on a show of chanting a Buddhist invocation.

"Amitabha."

There was no Taoism or Buddhism in the Douluo World, and Zhu Zhuyun and the others looked at one another.

They had no idea what nonsense this brat whose brain had short-circuited was muttering.

Su Chen continued righteously, "Madam, that is where you are mistaken! My name remains unchanged whether I walk or sit; I am Tang San of Holy Soul Village! I have always loved drawing my blade to aid the weak. Now that I have encountered injustice, I must help uphold justice!"

Black-Clad Man A scratched his scalp and stared at Su Chen with an expression like he was constipated.

"Are you fucking sick? Just a moment ago, you said your name was Su Chen and your Dharma name was Suiyuan. It has only been a few seconds since you landed, so how the hell did you become Tang San again?"

"How come you have two faces?"

Su Chen's expression did not change. He pressed his palms together, looking solemn and dignified.

"Those who have left the secular world do not lie. Su Chen was my former name, while Tang San is my current name."

"When traveling outside, who doesn't have a few alts? If someone sacks me and beats me with a club someday, every grievance has its culprit and every debt has its debtor. Go find Tang San. What does it have to do with me, Su Chen?"

The logic was flawless and beyond refutation.

The black-clad men were left dumbfounded. Their brain CPUs spun at high speed, yet they simply could not wrap their heads around it.

Black-Clad Man A spat on the ground, too lazy to waste words on this lunatic.

He stepped forward as Soul Power surged within him. White, yellow, yellow, and purple—four Soul Rings rose from beneath his feet.

"So you're Tang San? Are you sure you want to interfere in this?"

"If I do not enter hell, who will?"

Black-Clad Man A was utterly confused. He turned to Zhu Zhuyun. "Miss, what the hell is this kid babbling about? Why can't I understand a single word?"

The veins on Zhu Zhuyun's forehead throbbed as she resisted the urge to slap this idiot to death.

Was he playing Twenty Questions here?

"Xiete! Shut up!"

Just then, a black-clad man standing behind Zhu Zhuyun suddenly spoke. His voice was shrill and thin, remarkably similar to Yu Xiaogang's duck-like voice.

The moment Su Chen heard it, he recognized it!

Definitely an old eunuch.

"Miss, we have delayed long enough. The Eldest Prince is still waiting for news. I hope you will not disappoint him over such a minor interruption."

Disgust flashed through Zhu Zhuyun's eyes.

This old eunuch was Dai Weisi's spy, sent to monitor her. The rules of the Star Luo Royal Family were just that revolting.

She snorted coldly. It was inconvenient for her to kill her younger sister herself.

Since this brat wanted to play the hero and save a beauty, this was a perfect chance to test what he was made of.

"If you want to save the beauty, that depends on whether you have the ability. Xiete, make your move."

Seeing this, Su Chen waved his hands repeatedly and took half a step back.

"Wait! This Taoist Tang San has always been kind to others and never fond of fighting."

"Why not sit down, have some tea, and reason things out? Why resort to violence and killing?"

Black-Clad Man A ignored Su Chen's nonsense entirely. With a wave of his hand, four black-clad men stepped out and surrounded Su Chen.

Zhu Zhuqing bit her lip and forced herself to call out, "Leave! This has nothing to do with you. They are from the Star Luo Empire. You cannot afford to provoke them!"

Su Chen shook his head, his face full of helplessness.

"If this Taoist starts fighting, even I would be afraid of myself."

As soon as he finished speaking, Soul Power fluctuated beneath Su Chen's feet.

Yellow, purple, black.

Three Soul Rings appeared in succession.

Especially the final black ten-thousand-year Soul Ring—it gleamed with darkness, so black that it made everyone's scalps tingle.

The scene instantly fell silent.

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes widened in shock.

Zhu Zhuyun froze where she stood, the expression on her face even more spectacular than if she had swallowed a dead fly.

This brat looked to be no more than twelve or thirteen.

A twelve- or thirteen-year-old three-ring Soul Elder was already enough to shock her.

His second Soul Ring being a thousand-year one was still barely acceptable.

But his third Soul Ring had crossed straight into the black, ten-thousand-year level?

Was this even human?

Zhu Zhuyun swallowed hard. Was this brat really that outrageous?!

Immediately afterward, her attitude took a complete one-hundred-and-eighty-degree turn.

One moment, she had wanted to kill him on the spot. The next, she wore a charming, seductive smile.

"Young Brother Tang San, it was a misunderstanding. Everything just now was a misunderstanding." Zhu Zhuyun twisted her waist as she stepped forward twice, her voice cloyingly sweet.

"You are so young, yet your talent is so extraordinary. You are practically a once-in-ten-thousand-years genius. As long as you are willing to join our Star Luo Zhu Family, I guarantee that you may choose whatever glory and wealth you desire in the future, with endless money and beautiful women at your disposal."

She was calculating so openly that the beads of her abacus nearly flew into Su Chen's face.

Su Chen looked Zhu Zhuyun up and down twice.

Those exaggerated curves of hers honestly made his heart stir a little.

Of course, he was a principled enjoyer of chaos. There was no way he would agree.

Su Chen righteously refused, "Madam, do you take this Taoist for that kind of person? Please do not insult my noble character with your filthy terms!"

Zhu Zhuyun's expression darkened. This brat refused a toast only to drink a forfeit.

However, she did not continue ordering an attack on Su Chen.

A genius of this caliber certainly could not have come from an ordinary force. There had to be someone behind him.

Perhaps this brat was even from Spirit Hall, with a Title Douluo following behind to protect him.

"Miss, why waste words on him? Since he cannot be used by us, just kill him."

At that moment, the old eunuch standing beside Zhu Zhuyun stepped forward.

"Brat, no matter how great your talent is, if you have not matured, you are merely a dead man. Today, this old man will teach you what it means that there is always someone stronger and a sky beyond the sky!"

Before his words had even faded, the Soul Rings beneath the old eunuch's feet lit up one after another.

White, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black.

Six Soul Rings floated up and down.

A Soul Emperor!

Powerful Soul Power rippled outward, shaking leaves into a wild dance across the sky.

The old eunuch's eyes flashed coldly. His heart was exceptionally twisted; he loved nothing more than watching lofty geniuses howl and beg for mercy at his feet.

It allowed his incomplete body to feel a trace of sick, distorted pleasure.

He was already sixty-six years old, yet he had only barely reached level sixty-three and obtained a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring.

Why did this brat, whose hair had not even fully grown in, have a ten-thousand-year third Soul Ring?

Zhu Zhuqing's face turned deathly pale, her heart filled with despair.

She had never imagined that Zhu Zhuyun had secretly hidden a Soul Emperor expert by her side.

Even if Su Chen possessed a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring, it would be useless before absolute level suppression.

She gritted her teeth and shouted at Su Chen, "Run! This has nothing to do with you. Don't throw your life away for nothing!"

"Run? No one is leaving today!" The old eunuch sneered viciously.

Su Chen picked at his ear. "Old eunuch, why do you sound so creepy? Was it not cut cleanly enough? This Taoist knows someone whose hand is fast, precise, and ruthless. He can guarantee you get properly castrated. Do you need this Taoist to introduce you?"

The old eunuch's sore spot had been struck, and he flew into a rage.

"Brat, die!"

The old eunuch's sixth black ten-thousand-year Soul Ring shone brilliantly as he opened with his ultimate move.

It seemed he had really been triggered.

"Sixth Soul Skill, Wind-Swept Breathless Slash!"

The old eunuch activated Martial Soul Possession. His hands directly transformed into an exaggerated pair of tiger claws, which crossed before his chest and stirred up a bloody gale as they slashed down at Su Chen's head!

The black-clad men surrounding Su Chen hurriedly retreated in fright.

Was this damned old eunuch trying to shred them along with him?

Su Chen directly summoned the Heart of Rules.

His first Soul Ring activated.

The old eunuch in midair suddenly felt his knees go weak. An invisible, irresistible force descended from nowhere.

With a "plop," he dropped stiffly to his knees.

Borrowing the momentum of his charge, the old eunuch's knees scraped across the ground, carving two deep furrows. Sparks flew as he slid on his knees straight toward Su Chen.

The other black-clad men stared in disbelief.

What the hell was this old eunuch doing? He had released half his ultimate move, then ran over to kneel before someone?

The old eunuch struggled desperately. He wanted to stand, only to discover that every part of his body was beyond his control.

As Su Chen's sword swung toward his head.

The old eunuch cried out inwardly!

My life is over!

Then came a crisp "smack."

The old eunuch's two tiger claws clamped tightly around Su Chen's blade.

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