Tang San: Why Are You Doing This to Me

"Haha, wouldn't killing you be as easy as lifting a finger?"

Bibi Dong covered her mouth and chuckled. Last time, she had not been prepared. This time, she had known in advance—how could she possibly let them escape?

"Enough beating around the bush. I came to see Your Holiness the Pope to form an alliance with Spirit Hall."

Instead of answering, Qin Feng got down to business. He had made thorough preparations today, and this time, he was ready to fight Qian Daoliu as well.

"What a joke."

"Do you think you still have any room to choose?"

Bibi Dong waved her hand, and all the Titled Douluo waiting nearby stepped forward. The moment she gave the order, they would strike.

Clap, clap...

Qin Feng said nothing and merely clapped his hands. The three Titled Douluo assigned to protect him suddenly appeared at his side.

"Who are you?!"

Bald Strong warily watched the black-robed figures before him. After all this time, he had not even noticed their presence. How terrifying!

"They're on our side."

Seeing the wary looks on Dugu Bo and the others' faces, Qin Feng spoke up.

"On our side?"

Dugu Bo was full of confusion. He was a mighty Rank 92 Titled Douluo, yet he had failed to notice these three people. How strange.

Still, if they could avoid his detection, they had to be at least Rank 95 or above. With that thought, his tense heart finally settled.

"Who are you people?!"

The smile on Bibi Dong's face froze as well. So that was why Qin Feng and his people had dared to come today! They actually had another trump card. But since they were here, none of them would be leaving.

"Don't rush. There's more."

Qin Feng snapped his fingers, and a large crowd of black-clothed men surged in through Spirit Hall's gates.

However, they did not move to protect Qin Feng. Instead, they formed an encirclement several hundred meters away from him.

"Brothers, release your Soul Rings!"

Qin Feng shouted boldly. Back when he had watched Soul Land, the sight of a crowd releasing their Soul Rings together had made his blood boil. At last, he had the chance to experience it himself.

"Yes!"

The black-clothed men on the outskirts answered in low voices. One Soul Ring after another rose into the air, and once they had all appeared, a spectacular sight unfolded.

Every one of them had at least six Soul Rings. Hundreds of Soul Rings appeared within Spirit Hall.

"Quick, report this to the sect master!"

A scout standing atop a high point outside Spirit Hall said in shock. He had never imagined he would witness such a scene in his lifetime. It even made him want to become one of them.

"Your Holiness the Pope, what about now?"

Qin Feng wore a goofy grin. Well, he could not help it—he had so many subordinates behind him. If there were not so many people here, he would have wanted to say that being invincible was so lonely.

Bibi Dong said nothing and merely shook her head. Yet her eyes remained fixed on the three black-clothed men who had not released their Soul Rings. She could sense that they were Qin Feng's true trump card.

The others, however, were lacking. Below Titled Douluo, all were ultimately ants.

"Is that so?"

Qin Feng did not get angry, because he knew that relying on these people alone was not enough to form an alliance with Spirit Hall. Even if they did ally, they would only become Spirit Hall's subordinates.

"Qin Yi."

Qin Feng patted Qin Yi's shoulder. A Soul Douluo might not be much, but what if he could rival a Rank 99 Titled Douluo?

"Yes."

Qin Yi understood Qin Feng's meaning. At that moment, nine Soul Rings rose behind the three of them, and then a flash of scarlet appeared.

"Another Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring!"

Bibi Dong stared at Qin Yi in shock. If she did not know how rare Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Rings were, she would have thought they had become commonplace.

In just the past few days, she had already seen three Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Rings—all belonging to enemies.

"What about now?"

Qin Feng had not expected Qin Yi to possess a Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring either. But thinking about it, that made sense. Otherwise, how could he rival a Rank 99 Peerless Douluo?

At this point, Bibi Dong fell silent. She weighed the pros and cons of an alliance, but soon shook her head again. She did not understand why Qin Feng's group, with such powerful strength, wanted to form an alliance with Spirit Hall.

"You're strong, but forget about an alliance."

"Ding! Spirit Hall has refused the alliance. In order to preserve the host's dignity, a mission is now being issued."

"Force Spirit Hall into forming an alliance through military might. Upon completion, the host will be rewarded with ten levels of soul power and one summoning opportunity."

"Sigh, I'm feeling incredibly motivated now."

Qin Feng looked excited. He had originally been prepared to wait a few more days, because Qin Yi could only rival an opponent, not defeat one. He still had no way of dealing with Qian Daoliu.

But now things were different. The system had issued its mission at just the right time, giving him confidence. Besides, ten levels of soul power was not bad either.

"Are we fighting?"

Dugu Bo, standing nearby, felt his blood boiling. He had been somewhat afraid just now, but now he felt as though he had endless soul power throughout his body.

If Qin Feng knew what Dugu Bo was thinking, he would definitely mock him. Wasn't this just bullying the weak and fearing the strong? When I'm weak, I act meekly. When I'm strong, I strike with an iron fist.

"We'll see. But there's a good chance we'll fight."

Hearing that answer, Dugu Bo's face lit up with excitement. Little Chrysanthemum, you're going to suffer this time. If I don't kill you, I'm not human.

"What if I say no?"

Bibi Dong was full of questions upon hearing that. With such strength, why did they not establish their own faction instead of insisting on forming an alliance with Spirit Hall? And from the looks of things, they would not take no for an answer.

In truth, she was inclined toward an alliance as well. However, she knew nothing about Qin Feng's background, while Qin Feng knew Spirit Hall's background. That was one of the reasons.

"Then we can only fight."

Bibi Dong spoke helplessly. They could have simply left, yet they insisted on fighting Spirit Hall. In the end, both sides would only suffer losses.

"Brothers, unleash your Martial Souls!"

Qin Feng had his own grievances too. Did they think he wanted to form an alliance right now? If the system had not issued this mission, he would have left long ago.

Still, leaving would definitely make him feel awful. In the end, he could only slap Tang San to vent his frustration.

Achoo...

"What's wrong, Third Brother? Did you catch a cold?" Xiao Wu asked with concern.

"It's nothing. Someone must be talking badly about me."

Tang San was puzzled as well. Logically speaking, a Soul Master should not catch a cold. That left only one possibility.

Just then, Tang San's face suddenly began to ache faintly. His expression instantly darkened, and his thoughts returned to that dark, windy night. Sigh... better not talk about it. The more said, the more tears would fall.

"Yes!"

The black-clothed men shouted in perfect unison.

Roar!

Beastly roars rang out from Spirit Hall. Since these dead soldiers had been born to kill, none possessed support-type Martial Souls. Every one of them had an assault-type Martial Soul, most of them beast Martial Souls.

"Oh, Little Chrysanthemum, let's fight somewhere else. Don't hold everyone else up."

At that moment, Dugu Bo became an attention seeker and called Chrysanthemum Pass aside to fight.

"Hmph, old poison, you really are impossible to get rid of."

Chrysanthemum Pass snapped back without restraint. He had tried to kill him so many times without success. He was like a piece of sticky dog-skin plaster—impossible to shake off.