Tang San's Tang Syndrome Worsened, with Concurrent Jiahao Syndrome

Ye Xishui's seductive voice rang by Meng Chen's ear, and he shook his head.

"It wasn't longing. Things were simply more convenient in that era."

"Convenient?" Ye Xishui asked in surprise.

Since he was bored anyway, Meng Chen did not mind giving Ye Xishui a little spoiler.

"Mm. Twenty thousand years from now, an organization called the Spirit Pagoda will emerge. The Spirit Pagoda will be able to turn Soul Beasts into Soul Spirits, then sell them to Soul Masters."

"Compared to Soul Beasts, which can only provide one Soul Ring, Soul Spirits can provide multiple Soul Rings and even help Soul Masters fight."

"Oh, right. The founder of the Spirit Pagoda came from your era. His name was Huo Yuhao. Sadly, he had terrible luck and was trained into a dog..."

After hearing this, Ye Xishui became interested in Soul Spirits.

Just as she was about to ask more, she sensed a Soul Beast rapidly approaching. After sweeping the area with her spiritual power, she immediately warned Meng Chen.

"Little one, a snake-type Soul Beast is flying over quickly from the southwest. Its flight is rather unsteady, though. It should be injured."

Hearing that, Meng Chen leaped up and landed on a thick branch, looking out in the direction Ye Xishui had indicated.

Among the trees, a python seven or eight meters long was flying close to the ground. Its pale red wings propelled it at incredible speed. A fleshy crest grew from its head, larger than its head itself and crimson as blood. Its tail was rather unusual, shaped like a fan.

Meng Chen recognized the snake at a glance.

A thousand-year Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent.

Yet judging from its appearance, it was not flying smoothly. It was clearly injured.

And from the panicked way it was fleeing, some Soul Masters must have been hunting it.

Wait!

Star Dou Great Forest, a thousand-year Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent, injured, fleeing...

Putting those words together, Meng Chen suddenly realized—wasn't this the plot of Tang San and the Shrek group's first visit to the Star Dou Great Forest?!

Oscar had broken through to level thirty, and Zhao Wuji had brought Tang San and the others to the Star Dou Great Forest to help Oscar obtain his third Soul Ring. Along the way, they encountered this Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent, which the Serpent Woman and Meng Yiran had been pursuing.

In the end, the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent was hunted by the Shrek group and became Oscar's third Soul Ring.

Afterward, the Serpent Woman and Meng Yiran arrived. Since the Soul Beast they had painstakingly pursued had been taken by someone else, Meng Yiran competed with Tang San. Tang San also broke through to level thirty after the match.

With his keen eyesight, Meng Chen saw a graceful black-and-purple figure standing in a tree roughly two li away, likewise watching the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent.

"Zhu Zhuqing?" Meng Chen guessed. "Whoever it is, that Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent won't be falling into Tang San's hands today."

As soon as he finished speaking, purple lightning flashed with a whoosh, and Meng Chen vanished from the branch.

The Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent, flying close to the ground, heard a disturbance below it.

Before it could react.

More than a dozen thick Thunder Hell Vines, like flood dragons, burst from the ground. Swift as lightning, they instantly wrapped around and restrained it.

The Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent struggled frantically, spewing a seven-colored mist. At the same time, its bright red crest lit up as it tried to accelerate and break free from the Thunder Hell Vines, but it was all in vain.

The Thunder Hell Vine was so tough that even a ten-thousand-year Soul Beast could not break free immediately once entangled by it, much less a thousand-year Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent.

Seeing that the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent was still being unruly, Meng Chen willed it, and the Thunder Hell Vines immediately discharged a burst of lightning.

The Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent was instantly shocked stiff from head to tail. A few seconds later, it stopped struggling.

This scene happened to fall within Zhu Zhuqing's sight. Astonishment appeared on her face, and she hurriedly turned back to report to Zhao Wuji and the others.

"Teacher Zhao, that Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent has been caught by another Soul Master."

"What? My Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent!"

Oscar was shocked. He had set his sights on that Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent first—how could he let someone else beat him to it?

No, absolutely not!

Zhao Wuji also frowned.

The Star Dou Great Forest was enormous. To encounter a Soul Beast suitable for Oscar so soon after entering was incredibly fortunate, saving them who knew how much trouble.

If someone else killed it now, who knew how long they would have to search before finding another Soul Beast suitable for Oscar?

Zhao Wuji immediately ordered Dai Mubai and the others, "Move quickly! Don't let that Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent be killed by someone else, or we'll have to spend a lot more time finding a Soul Beast for Oscar!"

"Zhu Zhuqing, you're the fastest. Stop that person first!"

Zhao Wuji shouted again at Zhu Zhuqing, his voice making even the air tremble.

Zhu Zhuqing's long, beautiful legs, tightly wrapped in leather pants, suddenly exerted force. After several consecutive leaps through the forest, she crossed a distance of three or four hundred meters in an instant.

Very soon, like an agile spirit cat, she landed not far from Meng Chen.

"Friend..."

Looking at Meng Chen's back, Zhu Zhuqing had just opened her mouth, intending to ask him to stop and not kill the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent.

But when she saw the three Soul Rings circling beneath Meng Chen, she froze. Her beautiful eyes widened in shock.

Before long, Zhao Wuji arrived as well with Dai Mubai and the others.

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing staring at Meng Chen, Dai Mubai immediately felt displeased.

Zhu Zhuqing was the woman he had set his sights on. How could she keep looking at another man?

Zhao Wuji also noticed Meng Chen's Soul Rings, and horror filled his bear-like eyes.

Damn! Where had this monster come from? A Soul Elder with a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring!

Within the group, Tang San saw the Thunder Hell Vines binding the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent. The dark-purple vines were wreathed in purple lightning, thicker and larger than even his Blue Silver Grass...

The longer Tang San looked, the more familiar they seemed. A memory he never wished to recall for the rest of his life surfaced in his mind, and his expression darkened.

Hearing the commotion behind him, Meng Chen turned around.

A young, handsome face appeared before the Shrek group.

Yet before Meng Chen could speak, Tang San's eyes turned crimson. Panting like an ox, he let out an enraged roar.

"Meng Chen, it's you!!!"

Tang San's sudden change left Zhao Wuji and the others utterly astonished.

Tang San had always been calm and collected before them, planning everything as though all matters in the world were under his control. He had never lost his temper.

Yet now he looked as though he had Tang Syndrome. Wasn't this reaction a little too extreme?

Seeing that Tang San had recognized him, Meng Chen smiled and raised a hand in greeting, teasing, "Hi. Long time no see. Did you miss me, you little bastard?"

Little bastard?!

Hearing that insult, Ma Hongjun nearly lost it and hurriedly covered his mouth to keep from laughing aloud.

Dai Mubai, Oscar, and the others wore varying expressions. Looking at Meng Chen's absurdly overpowered Soul Rings, they were secretly shaken.

Who was this guy? His Soul Ring configuration was so ridiculous, and he called Tang San a little bastard right away. It seemed he had quite a grudge against Tang San!

"Meng Chen, you actually dared to appear before me again! I will settle the score with you today for the grudge from six years ago!"

Tang San howled hysterically, his eyes so red they seemed ready to bleed. His Tang Syndrome had worsened even further.

"Uh, he's having an episode. Aren't you going to do something about it?"

Meng Chen pointed at Tang San, who was panting like an ox with bloodshot eyes, and asked Zhao Wuji.

Honestly, he was a little afraid.

Tang San had not only reached the late stage of Tang Syndrome—he seemed to have developed concurrent Jiahao Syndrome as well.

He did not want to catch it!