A Master's Love, a Disciple's Filial Piety; Tang San Dodges Little Gang's Trap

The next day.

The sky was just beginning to brighten.

Tang San and Yu Xiaogang set off early.

At the market, the two purchased several days' worth of dry rations, dried meat, and fresh water.

Most eye-catchingly, Yu Xiaogang actually picked out a full twenty pounds of white radishes, having Tang San store them away in his soul tool.

Afterward, the two rented a carriage and headed straight for the Hunting Forest four hundred miles away.

Meanwhile!

Still deep in a sweet dream, Su Chen felt a tightness in his chest and snapped his eyes open.

Looking down, he saw two fair, slender legs pressing firmly against his chest.

He was covered in black lines; no wonder it was a struggle to breathe.

This rabbit's sleeping posture was simply too much to look at!

Her entire body was twisted like a pretzel, with more than half of her frame having long since crossed the "Yellow River Boundary Line" drawn the night before.

This sleeping posture is truly one of a kind.

Su Chen stretched, and looking at Xiao Wu, who had crossed the line, a mischievous smirk curled his lips.

He raised his foot, unceremoniously pressed it against Xiao Wu's waist, and gave a slight shove.

"Ouch! Who kicked Big Sister Xiao Wu!"

Xiao Wu jolted awake from her dream, rubbing her waist and glaring at Su Chen with a face full of fury.

The moment she met Su Chen's half-smiling gaze, she instantly recalled the fear of being dominated by "Spicy Rabbit Head," and her arrogance vanished in an instant.

"That... good morning, Boss."

Having come to her senses, Xiao Wu immediately caved!

"Good morning, my foot!" Su Chen glared at her irritably. "Hurry up and get up. Who was it that said last night that whoever crossed the line was a puppy?"

Xiao Wu blushed, not daring to refute a single word, and obediently scooted back to her own side of the bed.

The perspective shifts! Two days later.

After a long and bumpy carriage ride, the master and disciple pair finally arrived at their destination.

The Hunting Forest!

The outer market was noisy, a mix of merchants and mercenaries.

Yu Xiaogang led Tang San through the crowd, pointing out the surrounding shops and mercenary groups, explaining the industry chain related to soul beasts in a continuous stream, from forming hunting parties to acquiring materials, speaking with great authority.

Walking to the forest entrance, fully armed guards blocked their path.

Yu Xiaogang took a token from his bosom and gave it a shake.

The guards saw the pattern on the token, their attitudes changed drastically, and they respectfully cleared the way.

Yu Xiaogang puffed out his chest, and with his hands behind his back, led Tang San into the forest.

Inside the Hunting Forest.

The light was dim, with towering ancient trees blotting out the sun.

Along the way, they encountered quite a few ten-year-level Variegated Cats, Solitary Bamboo, and other low-level soul beasts.

Yu Xiaogang stood with his hands behind his back, pointing at a Variegated Cat that was about to flee, and said proudly: "Look, San, this Variegated Cat is timid by nature; as long as it senses a powerful aura, it will retreat three times over. This is the principle of soul beasts seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages that I mentioned in my theories."

Tang San nodded repeatedly as he listened, feeling even more admiration for his teacher's profound knowledge.

But as they went deeper, the situation gradually became strange.

A ten-year-level Green Bamboo Snake suddenly lunged from the grass.

Its eyes were scarlet, and completely ignoring Yu Xiaogang in front, it bared its fangs and bit desperately toward Tang San's face!

"Swish!"

Tang San reacted extremely quickly, raising his hand to pin it to the tree trunk with a sleeve arrow.

Before he could even catch his breath, a venomous snake hung down from the canopy above, once again charging straight at Tang San!

Tang San's pupils constricted, his figure retreated rapidly, and he threw out hidden weapons in succession.

Yu Xiaogang frowned: "These ten-year-level soul beasts, although they don't have much poison, shouldn't be biting people on sight, right?"

Tang San was also completely confused; why were these serpentine soul beasts ignoring the teacher in front and coming for him?

It was as if he held some fatal temptation for them.

But this was only the beginning.

For the next hour, it was as if Tang San had poked a hornet's nest of snakes.

Whether they were crawling in the trees or burrowing through the earth, every snake-type spirit beast acted as if it had been injected with stimulants, throwing themselves at Tang San one after another, fearless and relentless.

Tang San was exhausted from running for his life; he had already used up more than half of his hidden weapons, and his Purple Demon Eye was so strained it was nearly bloodshot.

"Teacher, what on earth is going on?!"

Tang San retreated in panic, a chill running down his spine as he watched the swarm of snakes rushing toward him.

Yu Xiaogang stood frozen in place, his face drenched in sweat.

He had scoured every corner of his knowledge, yet he could not explain this insane phenomenon of drawing aggro from the entire map!

The veneer of the "Master of Theory" shattered into pieces in the face of an event that defied all logic.

Seeing the snakes closing in, Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth and shouted, "Come out, Luo Sanpao!"

With two wheezing, strange cries, a creature resembling a purple piglet appeared out of thin air, rolling comically on the ground.

Tang San's eyes widened. This was his teacher's martial soul?

It was actually an external entity!

Yu Xiaogang pulled out two white radishes, shoved them into Luo Sanpao's mouth, and commanded, "Sanpao, clear the way!"

Although Luo Sanpao looked like a piglet, he was ultimately a mutation of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, possessing a trace of the Golden Sacred Dragon's bloodline.

The low-level snakes were intimidated by the bloodline pressure and finally stopped their charge, though they continued to glare at Tang San with bloodshot eyes.

Tang San let out a long breath. "Thank you for your help, Teacher."

Yu Xiaogang wiped away his cold sweat and feigned composure. "The forest is full of variables. I was well-prepared. Stay close to me."

Watching the snakes that had yet to retreat, Yu Xiaogang formed hand seals once more.

"Farts like thunder, heaven-shaking and earth-splitting Luo Sanpao!"

Hearing the command, Luo Sanpao spun around and aimed his rear at the snake swarm.

"Pfft!"

"BOOM!"

A thick, visible yellow gas erupted from Luo Sanpao's tail, transforming into a powerful shockwave that sent the dozen or so vipers at the front flying.

Tang San took the opportunity to hide behind Yu Xiaogang, his brow furrowed and his mouth twitching uncontrollably as he witnessed this absurd method of attack.

"San, let's go!"

Taking advantage of the gap, the two of them rushed out of the encirclement.

As they passed through the foul stench, Tang San couldn't help but inhale a breath of it, and his face turned deathly pale.

The smell was far too pungent!

It nearly made him vomit on the spot!

Those who survive a great disaster are destined for good fortune!

The master and disciple, having escaped death, collapsed against a large tree, gasping for air.

"This is truly too strange."

Yu Xiaogang muttered to himself, "Why are the other spirit beasts acting normally, while only the snake-type spirit beasts are attacking you so crazily?"

"San, are you carrying anything that attracts beasts?"

Tang San leaned against the tree, eyes closed, and shook his head.

He had overused his Purple Demon Eye, and his eyes were aching terribly.

Unable to find an answer, the two could only scatter insect repellent powder and find a place to set up camp.

Yu Xiaogang told Tang San to rest, and they took turns keeping watch.

In the middle of the night, while Yu Xiaogang was dozing off on guard duty, Luo Sanpao suddenly began to pace back and forth, restless and agitated.

Rustle, rustle, rustle.

A nauseating, fishy stench swept over them.

"San, wake up!" Yu Xiaogang jolted awake and hurriedly shook Tang San.

By the moonlight, Tang San abruptly activated his Purple Demon Eye!

He saw a massive, ink-green snake over four meters long coiled around a thick tree trunk! On its triangular head, a pair of ruby-like vertical pupils were locked firmly onto Tang San, and the venom dripping from its fangs instantly corroded the wild grass into black sludge.

"Mandala Snake!" Yu Xiaogang gasped in horror, cold sweat instantly soaking his back.

"Judging by its length, it's over four hundred years old! San, get behind me quickly!"

Before the words had even left his mouth, the creature's massive body transformed into an ink-green blur, lunging toward Tang San like a bolt of lightning.

The extreme temptation radiating from the Snake Star Grass drove it into a complete frenzy!

Tang San rolled away in a sorry state, flinging several hidden weapons with all his might, but they only sparked against the Mandala Snake's tough scales, failing to even break its defense!

"Sanpao, Fart Like Smoke, Hypnotize and Slumber, Luo Sanpao!"

Seeing his good disciple in distress, Yu Xiaogang hurriedly unleashed his soul skill.

Yellow smoke billowed out, yet the Mandala Snake merely shook its head violently, its speed not slowing in the slightest!

The formidable resistance of a four-hundred-year soul beast directly ignored the hypnosis of a trash martial soul!

Growing increasingly manic, it snapped its blood-red maw wide open, and a thick stream of dark green venom, like a high-pressure water jet, sprayed head-on toward Tang San!

The venom covered a massive area, instantly sealing off all of Tang San's escape routes.

"Oh no!"

At the critical moment, Tang San's face turned deathly pale. He spun his Mysterious Heaven Skill frantically, and without a moment's hesitation, he executed the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track!

His body twisted forcibly in an incredibly bizarre posture, narrowly sliding out of the center of the venom's splash zone.

But his dodge.

It doomed Yu Xiaogang, who had been gritting his teeth and rushing forward to cover him!

The moment Tang San flashed aside, Yu Xiaogang's withered frame was left completely exposed to that dark green rain of poison!

A large spray of foul-smelling venom sailed past Tang San's original position, landing squarely and drenching Yu Xiaogang's lower body!

The fragile fabric was melted through in an instant, emitting pungent white smoke.

The terrifying corrosive power acted directly upon his manhood.

"AAAAAAHHH!!!"

Yu Xiaogang let out a soul-shattering, eunuch-like shriek of agony!

He collapsed straight to the ground, clutching his crotch with both hands, rolling wildly in the mud in excruciating pain.

"Teacher!!!"