Meng Chen Breaks Through Level Fifty, Thunder Hell Vine Wants to Make a Deal

Men on the street often turned around to look at her, and would even whisper among themselves, saying things that were extremely offensive.

"Which place did this girl go missing from? She's so beautiful."

"Don't go to any other establishments; what if she's a respectable woman?"

"Don't make your brother Tong laugh. Where are there any decent girls left these days?"

"Brother Tong, aren't you a heartthrob? The ultimate dater who goes on three dates a day? Hurry up and go for it!"

And so on.

Tang San had heard these words more than once, and he had witnessed these subtle gazes more than once.

His companions Dai Mubai, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun were all like that, but Tang San never expected that these veiled words would be so disgusting when they were directed at him.

Tang San lowered his head and quickened his pace, wanting to leave those disgusting stares and words behind.

quickening my pace worked; those malicious glances and words were stretched out, losing their original form, and only muffled tones reached my ears.

Run, Tang San, run!

When Tang San reached a bridge, he stopped and couldn't help but look down.

The river beneath the bridge reflected the blue sky and Tang San's face, and the surface of the water rippled gently as the wind blew across it.

As a result, Tang San's face was also torn into many fragments by the ripples, making it impossible to piece together a complete face.

Tang San suddenly felt a little happy.

But when the wind stopped and the water calmed, that face returned.

Tang San gripped the edge of the railing tightly.

He had been wandering around Heaven Dou City for several days, and dared not return to the inn.

Because he didn't know how to face Oscar and Ma Hongjun, he himself didn't know what those two sleazy women would think after his former brothers became beautiful women.

"The Xiao San?"

A hoarse voice came from behind Tang San.

Tang San suddenly turned around.

Standing behind him was someone he knew very well. Although he was dressed more elegantly and was clean and tidy, Tang San still recognized him at a glance as Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang was looking at Tang San with an uncertain gaze, his confusion evident.

After beating up Yin Shu, Liu Erlong immediately used his connections to find Yu Xiaogang, sincerely apologized to him, and invited him to the Blue Tyrant Academy.

Yu Xiaogang was invited to the Blue Tyrant Academy, so naturally he also needed to find Tang San.

He recognized the figure and thought it was Tang San, but when the person turned around, he froze, and his heart suddenly started racing.

It was a delicate and strikingly beautiful young girl's face. Although she was a girl, her eyes and brows carried a youthful quality, just like her disciple Tang San.

Yu Xiaogang stared at that face, stunned for a moment before hurriedly apologizing, "I'm sorry, I mistook you for someone else. Your back looks a lot like one of my students, I thought it was him..."

As he spoke, he backed away, a blush rising on his pale face, frantically trying to turn and leave.

But the girl didn't give him a chance to leave.

She suddenly threw herself into Yu Xiaogang's arms.

Yu Xiaogang staggered from the sudden movement, unsure of what to do with his hands and feet.

"Girl, please don't do this—"

The girl, her voice trembling with tears, cried out, "Teacher... it's me... Tang San..."

Yu Xiaogang froze.

He stared incredulously at the girl in his arms, grabbed her shoulders, and asked, "A Xiao San? You're Xiao San?!"

Tang San nodded frantically in his arms, tears streaming down his face.

Tang San was crying so hard he couldn't speak coherently; his shoulders were shaking so much he looked even more like a girl.

Upon learning that this was his disciple, Yu Xiaogang's heart trembled.

Blanch!

how so?

"It's alright... it's alright... the teacher is here..."

Tang San cried for a while before pulling away from his embrace, sobbing and saying intermittently, "Teacher... I... I awakened the Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline in the Blue Silver Forest... and then this happened... What should I do... I'm not the same person I used to be..."

Yu Xiaogang felt a surge of shock and turmoil within him.

No, I don't know what happened either.

I don't even know what you mean by "Blue Silver Emperor".

Yu Xiaogang was in a state of utter confusion, but outwardly he feigned composure, because he knew nothing and could only adopt the demeanor of a theoretical Grandmaster:

"Come back with me first. I've already joined Blue Tyrant Academy. You'll come with me to the Blue Tyrant Academy first. No matter what happens, you'll always be my student."

Tang San nodded vigorously and followed Yu Xiaogang back.

Tang San followed closely behind Yu Xiaogang, looking weak, pitiful, and helpless.

The wind blew her loose hair, which tickled her face. She subconsciously raised her hand to tuck her hair behind her ear, but then remembered something as her fingertips touched the strands and withdrew her hand.

One month later, in Ten Thousand Thunder Valley.

The eternally flowing Thunder Pool roared through the valley. Meng Chen sat cross-legged on a flat rock with his eyes closed, surrounded by increasingly dense silver lightning.

The lightning bolts seemed to have gathered from the thunderstorms of Ten Thousand Thunder Valley, surrounding him and forming a thick cocoon of lightning.

His aura steadily rose under the layers of lightning, inch by inch approaching a certain critical point.

When Meng Chen's aura broke through a critical point, he opened his eyes. His eyes were also dazzling with silver light, and a flash of lightning would occasionally pass through them. It took the time it takes to drink a cup of tea for the light to calm down.

He stood up, stretched his limbs which were slightly stiff from sitting for so long, and his face was full of joy.

Meng Chen has reached level 50.

He felt an unprecedented surge of Soul Power within his body, and eagerly looked at the enormous plant in the valley.

The moment Meng Chen looked at the Thunder Hell Vine, the area of thunderstorm in the valley suddenly expanded!

Countless bolts of silver lightning exploded, one of which, a lightning pillar several meters thick, swiftly hurtled towards Meng Chen's location.

Holy crap!

The speed was too fast; Meng Chen had no time to dodge or defend.

Although the lightning bolt was powerful and enveloped Meng Chen completely, he did not feel any pain from the attack.

Instead, it gently but irresistibly swept him up, carrying him across ten thousand meters towards the enormous creature that perched in the center of the Thunder Pool.

Meng Chen landed in front of Thunder Hell Vine, and a consciousness entered his mind.

"Humans..."

Meng Chen was immediately shocked.

Holy crap, this Thunder Hell Vine actually has a brain?

What does it want to do?

Meng Chen's mind raced as he looked left and right, trying to come up with a good way to escape.

But he tragically discovered that he seemed unable to leave unscathed no matter what, because the Thunder Hell Vine was too powerful.

It seemed to have deliberately restrained its oppressive aura, but even so, it was still like a thunderstorm. In the face of this thunderstorm, Meng Chen was like an ordinary person, unable to do anything except feel numb and tremble.

Is this the Thunder Hell Vine inherited the bloodline of the Thunder God? It is indeed extremely powerful; even escape is a pipe dream.

Fortunately, it seemed to have no ill intentions. In my consciousness, the Thunder Hell Vine said, "Human, your Martial Soul shares the same origin as mine. Let's make a deal..."