Tang San Returned After Absorbing His Spirit Ring, and Lin Yan and Xiao Wu Got Together?

Xiao Wu's answer left both Lin Yan and Ning Rongrong stunned.

What kind of ridiculous plot was this? A wife atoning for her husband's sins? No... did Douluo Continent have erotic content too?

Though Lin Yan was shocked inwardly, he still had to put on the airs of a proper gentleman and offer a token protest.

"Forget it. What's with you massaging me, and you and Tang San..." He trailed off. "Never mind. I'll recover on my own after resting for a while. There's really no need to trouble yourself."

"No! Xiao Wu, don't listen to Lin Yan. As his good friend, I'm asking you to help him!"

After saying that to Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong grabbed Lin Yan before he could argue and said,

"You've already done enough. If I can't even help you with such a small request, and I stop others from helping you too, I'll feel completely useless."

"Rest easy for a while. I'll wake you once the group sets out."

Seeing the sincerity in Ning Rongrong's eyes and Xiao Wu's bashful expression, Lin Yan ultimately did not refuse.

"Alright! Then I'll gladly accept."

As soon as he finished speaking, he lay down on Xiao Wu's pair of round, jade-like thighs.

The sight gave both Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu quite a fright. Xiao Wu's body even stiffened in shock, and she forgot to resist.

Yet seeing Lin Yan's calm expression, and how he had even closed his eyes as though preparing to enjoy himself, the two girls exchanged glances and, surprisingly, neither said anything.

Perhaps... perhaps Lin Yan had not thought much of it at all. Maybe she was the one being overly suspicious!

Yes, that had to be it. Maybe this was simply how head massages were done. Otherwise, Lin Yan would not have refused so strongly before.

Xiao Wu gradually accepted the situation. Her fingers slipped into his golden hair, and her soft, boneless hands began gently kneading the pressure points atop Lin Yan's head...

"Is this pressure alright?"

"Mm, it's just right."

Lin Yan smiled faintly with his eyes closed, a satisfied expression on his face.

That made Ning Rongrong somewhat envious.

"Xiao Wu, teach me sometime when you're free. I can't keep troubling you forever."

"Alright."

Meanwhile.

Oscar had already finished absorbing his Spirit Ring in the camp. A purple Spirit Ring representing a thousand-year level slowly rose beneath his feet, signifying that he had now become a food-type Soul Elder.

[Third Soul Skill: Speed Mushroom Sausage]

"Increases the user's speed by 10% for one minute after consumption."

Oscar's third Spirit Ring suddenly lit up, and a short sausage appeared in his hand.

Zhao Wuji took the sausage, stuffed it into his mouth, and tested the changes in his body. His expression turned rather grim.

It was far too mediocre!

The effect of this Spirit Skill was truly mediocre. A ten-percent speed boost could not bring any substantial improvement. In a two-versus-two fight, this single mushroom sausage could not make up for a Combat Soul Master's Third Soul Skill.

"Ah..."

"Does making this mushroom sausage consume much Soul Power?"

Zhao Wuji sighed and looked at Oscar.

Oscar lowered his gaze. "Not much."

"As long as it doesn't consume much! The advantage of food-type Soul Masters has never been powerful enhancement effects, but the number of allies they can assist at once. Your Spirit Skill can be considered excellent in another respect."

Oscar understood Zhao Wuji's consolation.

It simply meant that while the Spirit Skill's effect was unsatisfactory, it could be produced in batches. After all, according to the law of conservation of energy, the power of a Spirit Skill was proportional to its consumption.

But... if he had a choice, who would want such a weak Spirit Skill to assist a whole group of people?

Oscar looked dejected. Although he had long expected his Spirit Skill to be weak, now that the truth stood before him, he could not help feeling discouraged.

Zhao Wuji could do nothing about it either, so he patted Oscar on the shoulder.

"Don't lose heart. It's only a Third Soul Skill."

"We'll wait a little longer for Tang San. Once he returns, we'll immediately set off back to Shrek Academy."

At the mention of Tang San, Oscar frowned slightly.

"Tang San still hasn't returned?"

Ma Hongjun moved closer.

"Don't mention him! He came back ages ago, and after returning, he had another unpleasant clash with Teacher Zhao and Lin Yan."

"Then he heard that there was a Millennium Lone Bamboo nearby that suited the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul extremely well, and that guy ran off on his own to absorb another Spirit Ring."

"Ah..."

"A Millennium Lone Bamboo?"

Oscar murmured softly, his brow furrowing tighter and tighter until finally...

"Why does Tang San get to find a Soul Beast that suits him?"

"If he hadn't offended Chao Tianxiang during the day, the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent wouldn't have slipped through my fingers! I wouldn't have ended up with such a trash skill!"

No one knew how Oscar had connected the matter to this. Perhaps his Spirit Skill's effect was simply too terrible, or perhaps he had never gotten over what happened during the day. In any case, he blamed his entire situation on Tang San.

Ma Hongjun did not know what to say.

"Uh..."

"When you put it that way, it does seem like you have a point."

Dai Mubai remained silent beside them, but there was sympathy in his eyes as he looked at Oscar.

Just as everyone was filled with righteous indignation, a rustling sound suddenly came from the bushes nearby.

Everyone turned around and happened to see Tang San parting the leaves as he walked over.

"Tang San?" Ma Hongjun looked up. "Did you hear what we were saying just now?"

"Hm? Hear what?" Tang San looked puzzled. It was impossible to tell whether he was pretending or had genuinely heard nothing, but he quickly changed the subject.

"Where's Xiao Wu? I have good news to tell her."

Ma Hongjun and Oscar did not answer. Only Dai Mubai stepped forward.

"She's resting in the tent."

"What? You finished obtaining your Spirit Ring already? That fast?"

Tang San's face was full of excitement.

"Not only did I absorb the Spirit Ring, I also obtained a..."

He suddenly stopped midway through the sentence. "I'm not telling you about that. Where's Xiao Wu's tent? I need to tell her this good news!"

Dai Mubai casually pointed toward the only tent in the distance.

"There, over there."

Tang San followed his gaze and only then remembered that, before leaving, he had gone into the tent to ask Lin Yan where the Lone Bamboo was.

"My head... I've really been overwhelmed by this enormous joy."

Tang San smiled, then headed straight toward the tent. Since Zhao Wuji had said they would return to Shrek once Tang San came back, Dai Mubai and the others followed along, intending to set out immediately.

However...

"Xiao Wu! Look what I brought back for you... wha... what..."

Tang San spoke as he lifted the tent flap. The moment everyone saw the scene inside, they all sucked in a breath of cold air.

"Holy shit? Th-this-this... this is too explosive!"

"Lin Yan's planning a threesome!"

Before their eyes, Ning Rongrong was already asleep atop Lin Yan, her head resting against his chest, her sleeping face sweet and peaceful.

Lin Yan was asleep too, except... while lying flat on his back, his head rested on Xiao Wu's pair of round, jade-like thighs. His fair cheek was pressed tightly against snow-white softness. It was hard to imagine what that felt like!

As for Xiao Wu, she leaned against the luggage while actively holding Lin Yan's head. The way she looked... it was as though the two were an intimate couple!

The fragrant and seductive scene before him continuously assaulted Tang San's mind. Coupled with Ma Hongjun's earlier remark about a "threesome," Tang San felt as though his head were about to explode!

Xiao Wu had actually... actually gotten together with Lin Yan!

"No! No! No!"

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