Tang San: I'll Remember This Grudge!

As a top-tier innate spiritual treasure of the Primordial World,

even though Jiang Xuan had developed less than one percent of the Eight Trigrams Furnace martial soul's potential, it was more than enough to deal with the current little wretch Tang San. It was a complete dimensional crushing.

Just like now.

The basic weight of the enlarged Eight Trigrams Furnace martial soul alone was enough to easily suppress Tang San, leaving him completely unable to struggle or resist. And if Jiang Xuan had heard correctly just now, several of Tang San's bones seemed to have broken as well.

"Little San!"

Yu Xiaogang cried out in pain when he came to his senses, then hurried forward and struggled to lift the Eight Trigrams Furnace pressing down on Tang San.

But with Yu Xiaogang's mere level 29 soul power, the most he could do was raise the Eight Trigrams Furnace by half a finger's width, and he could only hold it for five seconds.

Seeing Tang San's breathing gradually weaken, Yu Xiaogang was truly panicking now.

He regarded Tang San as the hope who would one day prove his knowledge and talent!

After enduring decades in Notting City, he had finally waited for such a gifted disciple. If Tang San died like this, all the hopes of his life would be utterly shattered.

"Damn it! Let Little San go! You've already won, so why are you still crushing him? Are you trying to kill him?"

Jiang Xuan remained unmoved by Yu Xiaogang's roar.

"Why are you barking like a dog? You two were the ones who jumped out and provoked me first. Your disciple was also the one who proposed a fair one-on-one fight. What, now that you've lost, you can't accept it and want to stand on the moral high ground to condemn me?"

Jiang Xuan's attitude infuriated Yu Xiaogang.

But given his strength, even in his rage, all he could do was stay angry.

"This is my fault. Little San was only acting on impulse to vent his anger for me. If you're still angry, then take it out on me. Let Little San go, and I'll let you do whatever you want with me."

Since force would not work, Yu Xiaogang could only soften his approach.

Jiang Xuan had not expected his attitude to change so quickly.

After all, in the original story, this "Master" had once declared fiercely before Bibi Dong:

"If anything happens to Tang San, then I will destroy Martial Soul Hall at any cost!"

When Jiang Xuan had seen those words, he had been curious. He truly could not imagine what gave Yu Xiaogang, whose soul power was only level 29, the confidence to make such a threat.

He had thought he would get to see this "Master's" trump card today, but the man had simply admitted defeat. How boring...

At the same time, hearing his master cast aside his pride to save him, Tang San, trapped beneath the Eight Trigrams Furnace, felt an agonizing pain in his heart.

He wanted to speak and persuade Yu Xiaogang, but his ribs were broken. The moment he opened his mouth, he spat out a large mouthful of bloody foam.

Judging by Tang San's condition, he was indeed close to death.

If Jiang Xuan had not been wary of that old madman Tang Hao, he would have finished him off already.

As for why Tang Hao had not appeared yet, Jiang Xuan guessed that either he was not around, or he believed Tang San's life was not truly in danger yet and that everything remained under his control.

But no matter which was the case, Jiang Xuan could not act rashly.

After all, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, who was responsible for protecting him, was powerful, but if he truly fought Tang Hao to the death and Tang Hao chose to detonate his rings, Chen Xin would definitely be no match for him. Jiang Xuan would be in danger then.

"I can let him go. I have no interest in doing anything to an old piece of trash like you. But from beginning to end, I still haven't heard your disciple admit defeat. Doesn't that mean he still wants to keep fighting me?"

Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang hurriedly ordered Tang San:

"Little San! Admit defeat quickly. Don't keep forcing yourself! You can regain your face after losing it, but if you lose your life, you'll have nothing left!"

An intense sense of humiliation instantly spread throughout Tang San's body.

But he felt that his master was right.

At a life-or-death moment like this, preserving his life was more important than anything else.

Thus, he closed his eyes in humiliation and spoke those three words:

"I admit defeat."

"What did you say? Speak louder. I didn't hear you!"

"I said... I admit defeat! Please let me go. I know I was wrong!"

Tang San, who had already died once, had finally been granted a second life. In order to survive, it did not matter even if he had to throw away his face and dignity.

"Heh, you'd better truly understand!"

With a thought, Jiang Xuan recalled the Eight Trigrams Furnace martial soul.

The weight pressing down on him vanished, allowing Tang San to finally breathe easier.

Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang hurried forward to inspect his precious disciple, then directly carried Tang San, whose body was temporarily unable to move, onto his back.

"Thank you for showing mercy."

After stiffly saying those words, Yu Xiaogang turned and left.

He needed to take Tang San back to Notting City for treatment as quickly as possible. If they were too late, Tang San's body would likely be ruined.

Jiang Xuan watched their backs until the master and disciple disappeared from his sight, then looked at Chen Xin, who had remained silent all this time.

"Grandpa Sword, what did you think of my performance just now?"

Chen Xin did not answer directly. Instead, he asked:

"Since you have already made enemies of them, why not simply cut the grass at the roots? Aren't you afraid this will leave you with future trouble?"

"Does Grandpa Sword think I should cut the grass at the roots? If so, then take me after them now. We should still be able to catch up."

At those words, Chen Xin's gaze instantly turned sharp, but Jiang Xuan's heart remained perfectly calm.

After a brief stalemate, Chen Xin smiled helplessly.

"Heh! You're young, but your mind is as crafty as they come... Forget it, I won't tease you anymore. You handled this matter fairly well. Although that master and disciple were the ones who provoked you first, at the root of it, they did mean well for you. Giving them a harsh lesson without taking their lives suits me very well."

As he spoke, Chen Xin's brows suddenly furrowed. He abruptly turned around and looked toward a tree.

"Grandpa Sword?"

"It's nothing. I suddenly felt as though someone was over there just now. I sensed carefully, but there was nothing. It seems your Grandpa Sword is getting old..."

Jiang Xuan smiled and casually continued the conversation on the surface, but inwardly, his heart tightened.

Because he knew Chen Xin's senses had not been wrong.

That old madman Tang Hao had really been secretly following Tang San the entire time!

Fortunately, Jiang Xuan had not harbored any killing intent toward Tang San just now. Otherwise, he likely would not have survived this ordeal today.

But now was not the time to dwell on it.

Their goal in coming to Star Dou Forest had not yet been accomplished.

Wait, speaking of the purpose of this trip...

"Grandpa Sword, where did Rongrong run off to? Is she still within the range of your spiritual detection?"

"Of course..." Chen Xin replied instinctively, but before he could finish, his expression suddenly changed.

"Oh no! The girl is in trouble!"