Black World Had a Tang San Too? Tang Chuan's Cheat Ability Exposed, Sending Both Worlds into an Uproar

"Pfft!"

A light, pleasant chuckle came from not far away.

The laughter was extremely soft, like a feather brushing against a wind chime.

It carried a touch of laziness and gentleness.

Snake Lance Douluo had been watching the Heavenly Screen with great interest, but the laugh gave him such a fright that he jumped.

Instinctively, he raised his elbow and jabbed Porcupinefish Douluo in the stomach beside him.

Using voice transmission, he warned, "What are you laughing for? The young mistress is sitting right in front of us."

"You've cultivated to the level of a Title Douluo for so many years. How can you still be so immature?"

"Can't you be as mature and steady as I am?"

Porcupinefish Douluo, who had taken an elbow to the gut, looked utterly bewildered.

"I wasn't laughing. Weren't you the one laughing? And now you're blaming me?"

"Nonsense. I've been holding it in. If it wasn't you, and it wasn't me, then who could it be..."

Snake Lance Douluo and Porcupinefish Douluo, who had been arguing just moments ago, suddenly fell silent.

Then they looked toward where Qian Renxue was seated.

They saw her tilt her head slightly, her soft, boneless little hand covering the corner of her lips as a few strands of hair fell along her smooth cheek.

She had clearly been amused by Tang Chuan's absurd answer, one that made absolutely no sense.

Snake Lance Douluo and Porcupinefish Douluo exchanged a glance.

Both felt somewhat surprised.

Ever since Qian Renxue had become active in the Heaven Dou Empire under the identity of Xue Qinghe.

They had not seen her look this happy in a long time.

Although they were merely protectors assigned to Qian Renxue by Qian Daoliu.

After spending so much time together.

The two had long since come to treat her as their own granddaughter.

Therefore, seeing Qian Renxue so relaxed and at ease.

The two Title Douluos felt deeply gratified.

However, Qian Renxue quickly remembered that there were others in the room.

So she immediately returned to her usual cool and detached demeanor.

[Several more leisurely days passed.]

[During this time.]

[Tang Chuan gradually realized that the contents of his dreams were actually memories from his previous life.]

[If nothing unexpected happened, it seemed that he had transmigrated into Douluo Continent, a novel written by Salt Plus Six Spoons that he had once read.]

["It's just..."]

["This plot seems a little different from what I remember."]

[Original plot: Ah Yin sacrificed herself, Tang Hao protected the way, I died, and Tang San from another world possessed my corpse...]

[This world's plot: Ah Yin and Tang Hao seemed to have died, the Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor protected the way, and I was alive...]

[Wait, where did that otherworldly Tang San's soul go?]

[It couldn't have simply disappeared, could it?!]

[No, if I keep thinking this much, I'm going to grow a brain.]

[Suddenly.]

[The sound of a door opening came from the direction of the wooden cabin.]

[Tang Chuan turned around and looked.]

[Lan Yin emerged from the front door looking refreshed, and the aura around her was far more surging than it had been two days ago.]

["Huh, you broke through to one hundred and forty thousand years?"]

[Lan Yin stopped in her tracks, her face filled with astonishment.]

["Xiaochuan, how did you know my true cultivation?"]

[She remembered that she had never told Tang Chuan anything about her cultivation.]

[Tang Chuan thought for a moment, then explained, "You can think of it as my talent. Ever since I was born, I've been able to see everyone's martial souls, Soul Power Levels, and the effects of their soul skills. I can even see the different soul skills a Soul Beast can grant to different martial souls."]

["It's just that I couldn't read before, so I didn't understand what those words meant. But now, I can understand them."]

["Let me give you an example."]

[Tang Chuan pointed at the plants growing nearby.]

["This is twenty-year Blue Silver Grass."]

["If I absorb its Spirit Ring, I can obtain the soul skill Entanglement."]

["It can control Blue Silver Grass within a range of ten meters to bind enemies. The more they struggle, the tighter it wraps around them, though it also consumes more Soul Power."]

["This is fifty-year vine."]

["If I absorb its Spirit Ring, I can obtain the soul skill Powerful Whip."]

[It consumes a portion of Soul Power to strengthen the next attack, with a range of roughly thirty meters."]

["This is ten-year Lonely Bamboo. Its trait is toughness."]

["If I absorb its Spirit Ring, I can obtain the soul skill Blue Silver Pole Vault."]

["The Blue Silver Grass transforms into a bamboo pole, allowing me to instantly dash fifty meters. I can use it to catch others off guard, or to escape a deadly situation."]

["Most importantly, Twin Martial Souls can absorb eighteen Lonely Bamboo Spirit Rings and obtain Blue Silver Eighteenfold Pole Vault, ascending to the God Realm in one go."]

["And then there's you, little sister."]

["With a Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring, one soul skill is control-type and the other is healing-type."]

["It can also produce a Hundred-Thousand-Year left leg bone..."]

[Lan Yin stared at Tang Chuan dumbfoundedly, and even her breathing became rapid.]

[The full curves beneath her lowered gaze, so ample that they blocked her view of her toes, rose and fell without pause.]

[The next second.]

[She instantly appeared before Tang Chuan, staring at him with an extremely solemn expression.]

["Xiaochuan, remember this."]

["If you cannot ensure that you are in an absolutely safe environment."]

["Then you must never reveal your ability to anyone."]

["Not even to companions or family members you have spent decades with."]

[In just a few sentences.]

[Lan Yin had already deeply understood the terrifying nature of this ability.]

[She could even guarantee that Tang Chuan's very existence was an invaluable treasure to all Soul Masters.]

[At the same time.]

[He could also become the cause of his own death.]

White World.

The Spirit Hall Arena was so quiet that it felt almost eerie.

Nearly everyone had their eyes wide open, their pupils filled with shock.

Their gazes had barely left Tang Chuan for even a moment.

Everyone present was a Soul Master.

Naturally, they knew exactly how terrifying the value of Tang Chuan's ability was.

What did Soul Masters fear most when absorbing Spirit Rings?

Wasn't it worrying whether the Spirit Ring would exceed the limit they could endure?

Whether they would obtain a soul skill they did not want, or one that did not suit them.

After working so hard, they might even waste a Spirit Ring slot for nothing in the end.

But if Tang Chuan were there.

None of those problems would exist in the future. Every Spirit Ring would be an open-book exam.

At this moment.

The way everyone looked at Tang Chuan on the Heavenly Screen had changed.

Before, there had been reverence, curiosity, affection, jealousy, disdain...

But now.

Their eyes were filled with intense madness and excitement. They were utterly entranced and intoxicated.

It could be said.

Whoever obtained Tang Chuan.

Would be able to control half of the Soul Master world.

Bibi Dong's hand tightened slightly around her scepter, her eyes filled with fervor and obsession.

She had already resolved that no matter what price she had to pay, she would bring Tang Chuan under her command.

Whether he wanted power and beauty.

Wealth and status.

A Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring or a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Bone.

Even her own daughter, Qian Renxue...

No, that wretched girl was always opposing her.

For all she knew, she might even be planning to compete with her for him.

But as she continued thinking.

She suddenly realized that Tang Chuan was not from their White World.

Bibi Dong instantly felt as though a basin of cold water had been poured over her, leaving her heart completely chilled.

At the same time, she felt somewhat jealous of the Spirit Hall in the Black World.

She wondered which bastard had been lucky enough to take Tang Chuan as his disciple?