Tang San Absorbs a Ten-Year Stinking Maggot Soul Bone?

"A ten-year Stinking Maggot Soul Ring!"

Yu Xiaogang grew angrier the more he spoke.

Pointing at Tang San, his chest heaved violently.

"Tell me, what use is this trash Soul Ring?!"

"I, Yu Xiaogang, the greatest Martial Soul Theory master in the world, and my disciple's third Soul Ring is actually a worthless ten-year Soul Ring!"

"And it reeks all over! People will laugh their teeth out if they hear about this! The smell on you is almost as bad as Luo Sanpao's farts!"

Tang San lowered his head, clenching his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms.

"I'm sorry, Teacher. I... I didn't know what was happening then. The Man Faced Demon Spider's Soul Ring backlashed, and my Blue Silver Grass went out of control, so..."

As he spoke, he subconsciously raised a hand to brace himself against the edge of the bed.

Suddenly, his fingertips touched something hard in his clothes.

Hm?

Tang San froze and reached in to pull it out.

It was a small bone strip shaped like a man's virile member, glowing with a murky grayish-white sheen.

The instant he took it out, a rotten stench several times stronger than before exploded outward with a boom!

"Bleurgh!!"

Yu Xiaogang bore the brunt of it, even with a thick mask on.

The foul smell shot straight to his head, making him stagger back a step as his stomach churned violently.

He covered his mouth and took a long while to recover. Then, staring at the bone fragment in Tang San's hand, his eyes widened abruptly.

"This is... a Soul Bone?!"

"A Soul Bone?"

Tang San was stunned as well.

"A ten-year Soul Beast... can drop a Soul Bone too?!"

He had never heard that even a low-level ten-year Soul Beast could produce