White World.
"Is this the battle between the absolute top figures among the Title Douluo?"
"Terrifying. If it were me, I probably wouldn't last three seconds before the whole village came to my funeral feast."
"I never expected Sword Douluo to give up even a godhood position for Ning Rongrong and Tang Chuan."
"Yeah, especially when Tang Chuan unleashed his Twin Martial Souls and Thousand-Year Spirit Rings just to save Ning Rongrong. I bet those powerhouses from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect have already figured out what their children will be called after the two get married."
"So Lan Yin really is a healing-type Title Douluo!"
"Though she drew upon the power of all the Blue Silver Grass around Spirit City, healing hundreds of thousands of people across the entire city in one go was still utterly terrifying."
"At least among the healing-type Soul Masters I know,"
"Even that famous member of the Ye Clan of the Nine-Hearted Begonia couldn't do it."
"At first, I thought Lan Yin's so-called healing type was like Sect Master Ning from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, with only basic healing abilities. Who would have thought Blue Silver Grass could heal so effectively?"
"Wouldn't that mean Blue Silver Grass should be built as a healing type?"
"Then why did Xiaogang make Tang San follow poison control? Does he even know how to teach?"
The crowd was buzzing with discussion.
Yu Xiaogang immediately heard someone in the crowd slandering him.
His expression instantly darkened.
"Despicable, crafty people only know how to gossip behind others' backs."
Yu Xiaogang had learned to be smarter this time.
He merely muttered to himself and did not dare step forward to argue.
After all, Chrysanthemum Douluo had shut him down every single time before, making him lose face for nothing.
"Teacher, why bother arguing with these shortsighted commoners?"
At that moment, Tang San snorted coldly.
He stepped forward and offered his own view, his tone exceptionally confident.
"The reason this Lan Yin's healing abilities are so powerful"
"Is merely because she is a transformed Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast with an exceptionally deep reserve of Soul Power."
"But if ordinary Blue Silver Grass Soul Masters follow the path of healing-type Soul Masters,"
"They will eventually regret it when their cultivation speed proves too slow to keep up with control-type Soul Masters."
"So I believe Teacher's poison-control theory is absolutely correct."
"Just wait."
"One day,"
"I will make every Blue Silver Grass Soul Master across the Douluo Continent for the next ten thousand years use the Soul Skill configuration you created, Teacher."
Yu Xiaogang was deeply moved.
He forcefully patted Tang San on the shoulder.
And said "good" three times in a row.
In his mind, he could already see countless Blue Silver Grass Soul Masters tens of thousands of years in the future, possessing cultivation at the Soul Emperor, Soul Sage, and even Soul Douluo level, along with poison-control Soul Skills.
Kneeling in worship before his statue.
And not merely in the future.
Yu Xiaogang also knew that the Heavenly Screen was about to show his shining moment.
After all, once the Black World's story ended,
The White World would undoubtedly move on to the part where he entered Shrek Academy to provide guidance.
After being mocked for so long,
It was time to let them see
How he, Yu Xiaogang, would use the groundbreaking genius idea of running plus carrying rocks
To train the Shrek Seven Monsters into true monsters.
["Do not act so impulsively next time."] [Lan Yin healed Tang Chuan and Ning Rongrong's injuries, then cautioned them.] [The surrounding powerhouses did not dare urge her.] [Only after Ning Rongrong skipped back to Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and the others] [Did the several worship elders of Spirit Hall politely step forward, respectfully express their gratitude to her, and ask what they should call Lan Yin.] [Lan Yin was not particular about such matters. She merely uttered the two words, "Lan Yin."] ["So it is Your Excellency Lan Yin Douluo."] ["Such an elegant honorific. Its lingering resonance is delightful, making one feel as though bathed in spring breeze while gazing upon lofty mountains."] ["Your Excellency Lan Yin truly possesses the heart of a Bodhisattva, compassionate toward all living beings. You lent us a helping hand today, and Long will remember it deeply. I wonder whether Your Excellency has any free time in your upcoming schedule. If you do not mind, Long would like to host a welcoming banquet and share dinner with you, so we may speak freely of all things beneath the moon."] ["May I ask whether Your Excellency Lan Yin has any intention of joining a sect?"] [Before the Spirit Hall worship elders could speak.] [The surrounding powerhouses rushed to praise her.] [An elder from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was even more impatient to invite her to dinner.] [The others immediately turned their fire on him.] ["Fuck, are you really planning to have dinner? Even I'm embarrassed to expose what you're really after."] ["Lan Yin saved someone, so why are you thanking her? She didn't save you. Some people should stop being so self-important."] ["Why don't you piss in a puddle and look at your reflection? Do you think you deserve it?"] [Of course, although everyone argued fiercely,] [Their powers of observation were equally sharp.] [When they noticed that Tang Chuan showed a flicker of interest] [Upon hearing the words "join a sect,"] [And that Lan Yin's perpetually icy expression softened slightly because of Tang Chuan's reaction.] [They] [Quickly understood.] [So this kid was the real prize.] ["Would this young friend be willing to join our Heaven-Dominating Sect? The master of our Heaven-Dominating Sect is a top-tier Soul Sage..."] ["You are only a Soul Sage, and you think you are qualified to invite a Twin Martial Souls genius? Come to our Holy Dragon Sect. You can become the sect master's personal disciple, and we will cover your Spirit Rings, Spirit Bones, and every cultivation resource you need."] ["The Holy Dragon Sect is full of men. Why the hell would he go there? He should come to the Savage Bull Sect instead. Our sect master's two-hundred-pound biological daughter can be carried straight home in an eight-man bridal sedan, and our heirloom Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone will serve as her dowry."] ["Our Elephant Armor Sect is the foremost of the Lower Four Sects. If you are willing to join us, I guarantee that you will have a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring and a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone in the future."] ["Shut up, all of you! Our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has a Title Douluo. Who among you dares compete with this old man for him?"]
They had gone mad.
Every last one of them had gone mad.
Watching countless powerhouses renowned throughout the continent abandon all decorum and trade insults with those around them just to recruit one person,
Everyone in the White World stared wide-eyed.
Their faces were filled with disbelief.
But upon thinking it over carefully, it made sense.
If they could recruit Tang Chuan,
They would not only gain a Twin Martial Souls genius, but also acquire a Title Douluo.
Compared to that,
A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring and Spirit Bone really were not a loss.
[Unfortunately.] [Anything they could offer,] [Spirit Hall could offer as well.] [The several worship elders merely watched them coldly, unable to suppress the sneers at the corners of their mouths.] [The group from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect likewise made no move.] [However, when Ning Rongrong heard that the Savage Bull Sect wanted Tang Chuan to marry their daughter, she angrily snatched her father's scepter and prepared to beat that bastard up.] [Fortunately, Bone Douluo successfully stopped her.] [Tang Chuan stood among the crowd, completely unmoved.] [Only after the group had finished speaking] [Did he turn to look at Qian Daoliu.] [This ultimate Douluo had been staring at the statue Sword Douluo had destroyed, his expression full of complexity.] [As if noticing Tang Chuan's gaze.] [He slowly turned around, and his aura gradually spread.] [The others who had been arguing instantly fell silent, feeling as though a mountain weighed upon their shoulders. Though dissatisfied, they did not dare harbor the slightest complaint.] [Yet Tang Chuan was entirely unaffected. Instead, his eyes shone brightly.] [Qian Daoliu could not help but praise him. "What courage."] ["You want to destroy the Clear Sky Sect."] ["The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect cannot do it. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan cannot do it."] ["The Heaven Dou Empire cannot do it. The Star Luo Empire certainly cannot do it."] [At this point.] [Qian Daoliu swept his gaze around and said coldly, "But Spirit Hall can."] [After saying that, he did not wait for anyone's reaction.] [With a flick of his finger, he shot a special Spirit Hall token into Tang Chuan's hand.] [Only then did he turn and leave.] [The other worship elders shuddered, finding it unbelievable.] [The Grand Worship Elder actually gave him that token?]
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