Cold sweat broke out on Zhao Wuji's forehead.
Who in the entire Heaven Dou Empire didn't know Meng Shu's great name by now?!
Dragon Cane Douluo! Second Elder of the New Interception Sect!
It could be said that Meng Shu could practically walk sideways through the Heaven Dou Empire now!
Seeing Zhao Wuji so nervous beside him, Tang San took a deep breath and stepped forward. "I killed it."
"Little San!" Zhao Wuji was dumbfounded.
My little ancestor! Could you please stop making trouble for me?!
I can't afford to offend the Unrivaled Dragon Serpents, and I can't afford to offend the Clear Sky Douluo either!
"Very good. A man takes responsibility for his actions. You've got guts. Tell me, how many years was this Man Faced Demon Spider?" Meng Yiran asked.
"Two thousand years."
"Only two thousand years? Good thing I didn't kill it." Meng Yiran let out a sigh of relief.
What she was looking for was a fourth soul ring. Her minimum standard was a soul ring of at least seven thousand years; a two-thousand-year Man Faced Demon Spider was nowhere near worthy of her.
Seeing Meng Yiran say this, Tang San also relaxed. "Indeed. This Man Faced Demon Spider was a two-thousand-year soul beast. If you absorbed it, you might have exploded and died."
Meng Yiran...
A two-thousand-year soul ring would make me explode and die?
What the hell!
This guy was looking down on me, wasn't he?!
Tang San, however, did not feel that he had said anything wrong. Though Meng Yiran had changed greatly as she grew up, she was only sixteen after all, and the childishness had not yet fully faded from her face.
In Tang San's eyes, it was already quite good for a fifteen- or sixteen-year-old soul master to be at