The Black World Goes Mad: Tang Chuan Fought Over by Every Sect, Qian Daoliu's Invitation

White World.

"Is this what a battle between the absolute top-ranked Titled Douluo looks like?"

"Terrifying. If it were me, I probably wouldn't last three seconds before the whole village was attending my funeral feast."

"I never expected Sword Douluo to give up even a godly position for Ning Rongrong and Tang Chuan."

"Yeah, especially when Tang Chuan unleashed his twin martial souls and Thousand-Year Soul Rings just to save Ning Rongrong. I bet those powerhouses from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect have already thought up names for their future children."

"So Lan Yin really is a healing-type Titled Douluo!"

"Although she drew upon the power of all the Blue Silver Grass around Spirit City, healing hundreds of thousands of people across the entire city at once is still utterly terrifying."

"At least among the healing-type Soul Masters I know."

"Even that renowned member of the Ye Clan of the Nine-Hearted Begonia couldn't do something like that."

"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 this well?"

"Shouldn't Blue Silver Grass be taking the healing path, then?"

"Then why did Xiaogang make Tang San pursue poison control? Does he even know how to teach?"

The crowd was deep in discussion.

Yu Xiaogang immediately heard someone in the crowd disparaging him.

His expression instantly darkened.

"Despicable, cunning people only know how to gossip behind others' backs."

This time, Yu Xiaogang had learned his lesson.

He only muttered to himself inwardly and did not dare step forward to argue.

After all, Chrysanthemum Douluo had shut him down every time before, making him lose face for nothing.

"Teacher, why bother arguing with these narrow-minded commoners?"

At that moment, Tang San snorted coldly.

He stepped forward to offer his opinion, his tone brimming with confidence.

"The reason this Lan Yin's healing ability is so powerful."

"Is merely because she is a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast that took human form, with an exceptionally deep foundation 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 progresses too slowly for them to keep up with control-type Soul Masters."

"So I believe Teacher's poison-control theory is absolutely correct."

"Just wait."

"One day, sooner or later."

"I will make every Blue Silver Grass Soul Master on Douluo Continent for the next ten thousand years use the Soul Skill configuration you devised, Teacher."

Yu Xiaogang was deeply moved.

He vigorously 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 Soul Emperor, Soul Sage, or even Soul Douluo-level cultivation and poison-control Soul Skills.

Kneeling in worship before his statue.

And it was not only the future.

Yu Xiaogang also knew that the Heavenly Screen was about to show his glorious 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 guide them.

After being mocked by others for so long.

It was time to let them see.

How he, Yu Xiaogang, used the groundbreaking genius idea of running plus carrying rocks.

To train the Shrek Seven Monsters into true monsters.

["Don't be so impulsive next time."]

[Lan Yin healed Tang Chuan and Ning Rongrong's injuries, then warned the two of them.]

[The surrounding powerhouses did not dare rush her at all.]

[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 thanking her and taking the opportunity to ask how they should address Lan Yin.]

[Lan Yin was not particular about such things. She merely uttered the two words, "Lan Yin," in an indifferent tone.]

So it is Your Excellency Lan Yin Douluo.

["Such an honorific is truly elegant. Its lingering resonance is like a spring breeze and a lofty mountain."]

["Your Excellency Lan Yin truly has the heart of a bodhisattva and compassion for all living beings. You lent us a helping hand today, and Long will remember it deeply. I wonder whether Your Excellency Lan Yin has any free time in your upcoming schedule. If you do not mind, Long would like to host a welcoming banquet and share an evening meal with you, so that we may enjoy a pleasant conversation."]

["Does Your Excellency Lan Yin have any intention of joining a sect?"]

[Before the Spirit Hall worship elders could speak.]

[The surrounding powerhouses scrambled to praise her.]

[An elder of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was even more impatient, wanting to invite her to dinner.]

[The others promptly turned their attention toward him.]

["What the hell, are you really just inviting her to dinner? I'm embarrassed to even expose you."]

["Lan Yin saved someone, so why are you thanking her? She didn't save you. Some people should stop flattering themselves."]

["Why don't you piss in a puddle and take a look at yourself? Are you worthy?"]

[Of course, though everyone argued fiercely.]

[Their powers of observation were equally sharp.]

[When they noticed the faint interest on Tang Chuan's face upon hearing the words "join a sect."]

[And saw Lan Yin's perpetually icy expression soften slightly because of Tang Chuan's reaction.]

[They.]

[Quickly understood.]

[This child was the true prize.]

["Would this young friend be willing to join our Heaven-Dominating Sect? The master of our sect is a peak Soul Sage powerhouse..."]

["A mere Soul Sage, and you think you deserve to invite a twin martial soul genius? Come to our Holy Dragon Sect. Not only can you become the sect master's personal disciple, we will also provide all your future Soul Rings, soul bones, and cultivation resources."]

["Holy Dragon Sect is full of men, so 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 inherited Ten-Thousand-Year soul bone will be her dowry."]

["Our Elephant Armor Sect is the foremost of the Lower Four Sects. As long as you are willing to join, I guarantee that you will have a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring and a Hundred-Thousand-Year soul bone in the future."]

["All of you, shut up! Our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has a Titled Douluo powerhouse. Who dares compete with this old man for him?"]

They had gone mad.

All of them had gone mad.

Watching countless powerhouses once renowned throughout the continent disregard their dignity as they cursed at one another just to recruit a single person.

Everyone in the White World stared with wide eyes.

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 soul genius, but also acquire a Titled Douluo.

Compared to that.

Even a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring and soul bone were not a bad deal.

[Unfortunately.]

[Whatever they could offer.]

[Spirit Hall could offer as well.]

[The 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 furiously snatched her father's scepter and prepared to beat that bastard up.]

[Fortunately, Bone Douluo stopped her in time.]

[Tang Chuan stood amid the crowd, completely unmoved.]

[Only after everyone had finished speaking.]

[Did he turn to look at Qian Daoliu.]

[This Ultimate Douluo had been staring at the statue destroyed by Sword Douluo, his expression full of complicated emotions.]

[As though he had noticed 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 voice even the slightest complaint.]

[Yet Tang Chuan was completely 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, and neither can the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."]

["The Heaven Dou Empire cannot do it, and the Star Luo Empire certainly cannot either."]

[At this point.]

[Qian Daoliu swept his gaze around the area 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 inconceivable.]

[The Grand Worshiper had actually given him that token?]