The Helpless Tang San

"Wildfires cannot burn it all; when the spring breeze blows, it grows again... This is the true god-tier survival skill."

As the Soul Bone fused, a vast, ocean-like surge of Soul Power erupted and poured madly into Gu En's dantian.

How immense was the Soul Power contained within a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone?

An ordinary Soul Master would likely have been blown apart instantly, or directly advanced several levels.

But Gu En was currently at the level-forty bottleneck. Without obtaining his fourth Soul Ring, his level was firmly locked in place.

Gu En clenched his teeth and activated Heart Separation Control to its fullest. He forcibly suppressed and guided the surging Soul Power, compressing it bit by bit into his meridians, bones, and even his internal organs.

"..."

A day and a night passed in the blink of an eye.

When the sunlight of the second day shone through a small hole in the cave ceiling and fell upon Gu En's face, he slowly opened his eyes.

A blue-gold gleam flashed across his right leg before vanishing completely beneath his skin.

Gu En rose to his feet and lightly stretched his body. A series of muffled, thunderous cracks immediately sounded from within him.

He felt better than ever before. The Soul Power compressed to its absolute limit within his body was like a powder keg ready to explode at any moment, filled with destructive force.

"Phew... Success."

Gu En exhaled a mouthful of stale air and looked at Gu Rong, who had been guarding him the entire time. A confident smile curled across his lips.

"Grandpa, thank you for your hard work. This Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone truly lives up to its reputation."

Gu Rong removed the spatial barrier and looked Gu En over from head to toe, unable to resist clicking his tongue.

"You little monster, even standing in front of you now, this old man can faintly feel a pressure from your blood and vitality."

"Let's go. We've been out here for nearly two days. If we don't return soon, that old bastard and old poisoner will probably turn Nuoding City upside down."

"Alright, back to the city."

Gu En nodded.

At that moment, he possessed a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, an evolved Primordial Blood Demon Dragon, and spiritual power at the level of a Spirit Douluo.

It was time for him to rewrite this beginner-village script of Nuoding City.

Space tore apart, and the grandfather and grandson vanished from the cave in an instant.

A moment later, inside a top-tier hotel suite in Nuoding City.

Space twisted, and Gu En and Gu Rong landed steadily in the middle of the living room.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin, who had been sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed, abruptly opened them. Dugu Bo, who had been idly playing with a venomous snake nearby, immediately rose to his feet as well.

"En'er, old bones, you're finally back."

Chen Xin's gaze was sharp as a blade as it instantly settled on Gu En, a trace of undisguised shock flashing through his eyes.

"En'er, the aura around you..."

After merely one day apart, Chen Xin could actually sense from this ten-year-old boy a terrifying foundation as deep as an abyss and as vast as the sea, endlessly thriving!

Inside the hotel suite, faced with Sword Douluo Chen Xin's suspicion, Gu En merely smiled faintly, his expression calm.

"Grandpa Sword, there is no need to worry. I merely happened to find a spiritual herb outside the city that strengthens one's foundation and replenishes vitality. I used the opportunity to thoroughly stabilize the restless Soul Power in my body."

With Gu Rong covering for him, although Chen Xin still had doubts, he did not investigate further.

After all, in their eyes, enough miracles had already happened to this grandson of theirs.

"Alright, since your foundation has been stabilized, it's time for us to handle proper business in Nuoding City."

Gu En adjusted his sleeves, and then a teasing glint flashed through his eyes.

"Three grandpas, accompany me to Nuoding Academy. There is quite a surprise hidden there."

"..."

Nording Junior Soul Master Academy, the small forest behind the mountain.

Afternoon sunlight filtered down through gaps in the leaves.

Tang San sat cross-legged on the grass, cultivating the Mysterious Heaven Skill. Beside him, Xiao Wu, dressed in a small pink outfit and wearing rabbit-ear hair ornaments, boredly tugged at the Blue Silver Grass on the ground.

"Rustle..."

Soft footsteps broke the silence.

Tang San abruptly opened his eyes. His Violet Demon Eyes activated instinctively as he warily looked toward the newcomer.

A youth in a fitted black brocade outfit slowly approached, his bearing noble and unfathomable.

Though his face still retained some youthful immaturity, his violet-gold eyes held the detached indifference of one who looked down upon all living things.

Gu En stopped five paces away from the two of them. His gaze passed directly over Tang San and landed on Xiao Wu.

"You are Xiao Wu, right?"

Gu En's tone was calm. "Come with me."

Gu En's gaze made Xiao Wu's entire body prickle. It felt as though she had been targeted by a natural predator.

She instinctively shrank behind Tang San and snapped.

"Who are you? Why should I go with you?"

Tang San immediately stood and shielded Xiao Wu behind him.

Though he could not see through the cultivation of the youth before him, the Silent Sleeve Arrow beneath his cuff had already been quietly cocked.

"Friend, I do not believe we know each other."

Tang San's gaze turned slightly cold, and his voice carried a hint of warning.

"Forcing someone to leave with you is hardly proper, is it?"

Gu En looked at Tang San, who was acting as though he faced a formidable enemy, and the corner of his lips lifted in mockery.

Meanwhile, a thousand meters above Nuoding Academy, three figures hid within the void.

"Gasp!"

Dugu Bo sucked in a sharp breath. His emerald eyes were fixed firmly on Xiao Wu below, and his voice became shrill with overwhelming shock.

"That little girl is actually a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in human form?!"

Chen Xin's pupils constricted as well, and he instinctively gripped the Seven Killings Sword.

"No wonder En'er said there was a great surprise here. A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast still in its juvenile stage—if word of this got out, it would be enough to stir up a bloody storm across the entire continent."

"Heh heh, this little girl is already ours."

Gu Rong sneered, but his gaze was not directed below. Instead, he suddenly turned toward another shadow in the academy's back mountain.

Within the shadows deep in the forest.

Tang Hao, dressed in a tattered black robe and reeking of alcohol, had been lazily leaning against a tree trunk.

When Gu En appeared, he had paid no attention, assuming he was merely some noble brat looking for trouble.

But the instant he sensed the auras of three Titled Douluo hidden in the darkness, Tang Hao's face turned deathly pale, and cold sweat soaked his back.

He did not even dare breathe loudly, desperately suppressing the fluctuations of Soul Power within his body.

How was this possible?!

How could three Titled Douluo suddenly descend upon a tiny place like Nuoding City?

Tang Hao roared in despair inwardly.

He bore hidden injuries left behind by Spirit Hall in the past, and his strength had been greatly reduced.

Against one, he was confident he could win. Against two, he could still escape. But against three...

He could only watch helplessly as that mysterious youth slowly approached his son and Xiao Wu.

"Proper?"

Gu En looked at Tang San standing in his way and gave a light laugh.

He did not even use Soul Power. Relying solely on the body enhanced by the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, he took a step forward.

Bang!

An invisible pressure of blood and vitality crashed into Tang San's chest like a mountain.