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Yu Xiaofeng was in the heat of battle and did not hear Tang San clearly. This was what they called enlightenment through actual combat.

He was now improving the precision of his Soul Power output, which would reduce the amount of Soul Power he lost.

Tang San's short sword had already grazed past his arm and stabbed toward his chest.

Old Wu cried out in alarm, "Careful, he's launching a sneak attack!"

Although Yu Xiaofeng was in the midst of enlightenment, his eyes had no blind spots within 360 degrees. How could he fail to see through Tang San's little trick?

He immediately twisted aside and avoided the short sword, but although he evaded it, the arrow fired from Tang San's left hand pierced straight through his left shoulder.

Yu Xiaofeng threw out one final palm strike, sending Tang San flying through the air before he crashed to the ground with a cold sneer.

Yu Xiaofeng staggered back several steps, a trace of dark red blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He had clearly been poisoned.

Tang San slammed into the ground with a bang that echoed across the field. The instant dust filled the air, Yu Xiaogang hurriedly picked Tang San up. His Soul Power erupted, and two yellow soul rings rose beneath his feet. Then he shouted, "Fart Like Smoke, Hypnotic Slumber Luo Sanpao!"

Sanpao shot into the sky. As its body swelled, a cloud of yellow smoke sprayed from its rear. The foul-smelling haze surged forward like a flood, and in an instant, all the snakes, insects, rats, and ants within dozens of miles fell into a deep sleep.

"Meanwhile."

Old Wu flashed forward, scooped up Yu Xiaofeng, and vanished from the spot.

"Xiaofeng, you've been poisoned?"

Old Wu's eyes were filled with anxiety as he asked with concern.

Yu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly. "It's fine. I'll force the poison out now."

On the other side, after Grandmaster carried Tang San away, he collapsed to the ground before they had even gone several miles. Tang San used the Mysterious Heaven Skill to unseal his Soul Power, then used the Mysterious Jade Hand to help Grandmaster detoxify the poison.

Ghost Face brat, just wait. Sooner or later, I'll settle this score with you.

Tang San silently swore to himself.

After Yu Xiaofeng used his Soul Power to expel the toxins from his body, he once again headed deeper into the forest.

During the two days Yu Xiaofeng and Old Wu had been wandering around, Spirit Hall had been thrown into an uproar.

"What did you say? Xiaofeng suppressed his cultivation and beat Xiao Gang's student half to death?"

Listening to his subordinate's report, Bibi Dong found it somewhat strange. With Yu Xiaofeng's abilities, why would he go to such lengths just to kill an insignificant Level Eleven brat?

Could there be some issue behind this?

As she was considering it, the man below spoke again. "His Holiness the Pope, I investigated Tang San's background, but found nothing suspicious."

"However, judging from the Holy Son's actions, he was probably not merely trying to humiliate Tang San. The Holy Son looked as though he had some hidden difficulty. If he had been allowed to, he would have wanted nothing more than to slap Tang San to death."

Bibi Dong nodded. "Go investigate Tang San thoroughly. I want to see just what background he has that makes my son hate him so much, yet unable to act against him."

After the man turned and left, Ghost Douluo was recounting the battle from two days earlier to Qian Daoliu in Qian Daoliu's room.

"You're saying Xiaofeng did not use his Body Spirit because he feared exposing his identity, so he wore a Ghost Face Mask and ambushed that Level Eleven Tang San with the Eight Trigram Palm, only for both sides to end up injured?"

Qian Daoliu asked doubtfully.

Ghost Douluo nodded and continued, "I think there is something wrong with this Tang San. Xiaofeng is not like Chen Hao. He is extremely cautious in his actions. Though proud, he is neither arrogant nor foolish. He wore a mask because he did not want to reveal his identity, so why did he not have Old Wu attack directly?"

"Since he had already attacked, why didn't he simply kill him? He seemed to be wary of the person behind Tang San. That raises a question: Old Wu is a Soul Douluo, and Xiaofeng knows that. Therefore, the only people who could make Xiaofeng wary are Titled Douluo."

Qian Daoliu slowly rose to his feet and paced back and forth while stroking his beard. After pondering for a moment, he said, "Among the Titled Douluo surnamed Tang, there is only him."

Ghost Douluo nodded as well. "That is indeed true, but how did Xiaofeng know about these things?"

"And shouldn't he have sided with Grandmaster? Looking at it now, why do I feel as though he has truly become the Holy Son of our Spirit Hall?"

Qian Daoliu laughed heartily. "The Ghost Face matter has already confirmed his identity as someone from Spirit Hall. It seems we were overthinking things."

"He is just a child. Whoever treats him well, he will treat well in return. Dong'er saved his life, and I am his grandfather. Since both his parents are dead, it is only natural for him to side with us."

"Send someone to tell Old Wu that until Xiaofeng returns to Spirit Hall, he need not return either."

"Also, Yu Xiaofeng's status as the Holy Son is officially confirmed. However, do not reveal his name. Issue the order that the Ghost Face Eight Trigram Palm Token shall serve as proof."

Ghost Douluo was utterly shocked upon hearing this and asked in confusion, "The Ghost Face Eight Trigram Palm Token?"

"His Holiness the Pope, are you planning to issue a separate token for the Holy Son?"

Qian Daoliu said, "As his grandfather, isn't it only right that I do this for my grandson?"

One day later, all the masters and upper-ranking members of Spirit Hall's branch halls were stunned by Qian Daoliu's decision. It was understandable that Qian Renxue was the Holy Maiden, since she was Qian Daoliu's biological granddaughter. But Yu Xiaofeng was merely his adopted grandson. Was there really any need to grant him the status of Holy Son?

Even if his status as Holy Son had been confirmed, was there any need to create a token for him?

This treatment had made everyone focus on another possibility. Such a decision meant that Yu Xiaofeng would undoubtedly become the next Pope.

Yu Xiaofeng knew nothing of Spirit Hall's actions. Old Wu had successfully advanced to become a Titled Douluo, while Yu Xiaofeng was still searching for the Control Beast Wu that Grandmaster had mentioned.

Control Beast Wu: "Use Soul Power to create Spirit Power Balls to control people or beasts. This is very similar to the ninja techniques Spirit Ball and Chakra Green Hand."

Furthermore, Control Beast Wu could summon a soul beast to fight for its user, which was somewhat similar to the Stone Man he had summoned before.

He could now summon a Stone Man identical to himself, but it could only remain for less than a second before dispersing. He suspected this was the result of the restrictions imposed by the soul rings of Douluo Continent.

Seeing Yu Xiaofeng at a loss, Old Wu consoled him, "The soul beast you are looking for has a name. How could one with a name and over thirty levels be an ordinary soul beast?"

"Don't worry. We'll find it eventually."

Yu Xiaofeng shook his head with a bitter smile. His gaze swept past a patch of bushes, where he discovered that the Soul Power beneath the ground was shockingly abundant.

He circulated his Soul Power and focused his eyes. A huge rat was lying underground, sleeping soundly.

Old Wu asked suspiciously, "Found it?"

Yu Xiaofeng nodded. "I found it, but it was a little unexpected. I didn't think it would be such a big rat."

Yu Xiaofeng stomped both feet on the ground, and his Soul Power instantly surged. Two yellow soul rings rose beneath him. Just as the Rebirth Eye appeared, a terrifying roar interrupted Yu Xiaofeng's soul skill attack.

Heavy footsteps drew closer and closer as a terrifying Giant Ape charged toward Yu Xiaofeng.