Breaking Shura God's Curse Mark

Bai Chenxiang hated Tang San to the core for laying such schemes. If not for the distinguished guests like Lin Wan'er showing no intention of leaving, she would have already mobilized her Soul Emperor cultivation and summoned the clan elders for a meeting to discuss how they could leave the Tang Sect once again, just as they had once broken away from the Clear Sky Sect, before the Tang Sect began to show signs of decline.

With that thought, Bai Chenxiang pressed her lips together and hesitantly asked the seemingly omniscient Lin Wan'er, "Is the group of evil, crazed Soul Masters that suddenly appeared on the continent recently connected to Tang San as well?"

She was not asking because she wanted to pin every crime on Tang San. Ever since Tang God King became the Shura God and ascended to the God Realm, a group of evil Soul Masters with low Soul Power Levels but exceptionally troublesome abilities had inexplicably appeared across the continent.

Whenever a campaign was launched to purge the evil Soul Masters, the Four Great Sects affiliated with the Tang Sect would lose several young disciples to varying degrees. This strange phenomenon could not help but chill Bai Chenxiang, who had awakened and seen Tang San's true face.

Lin Wan'er's eye twitched. She had not expected Bai Chenxiang to be so clever that she could connect the Evil Soul Masters, who would only truly receive that name in Douluo Dalu II, to Tang San.

It seemed Tang San's reputation had completely gone down the drain in Bai Chenxiang's eyes, reduced to dog shit by the roadside.

With a sigh, Lin Wan'er combined the speculations of netizens from her previous life with the actual circumstances and explained them to Bai Chenxiang.

Tang San, the founder of the Tang Sect, had stopped Spirit Hall from unifying the continent, leaving it divided and depriving commoner Soul Masters of any guarantee of fair treatment. After destroying the City of Slaughter, how could the continent possibly prosper? The Tang Sect he founded also leaned toward the Clear Sky Sect's lazy, hands-off style.

The City of Slaughter could originally have served as a prison for Evil Soul Masters. Neither Tang Hao, who considered himself overflowing with righteousness, nor Bibi Dong, who could not tolerate even a grain of sand in her eyes, had destroyed that place. Yet Tang God King, so pure and spotless and so calculating, had struck out and destroyed it.

Destroying it would have been one thing, but Tang San had also left behind poisonous herbs. In doing so, he gave those Soul Masters who knew only slaughter a chance to mutate and evolve, putting them several versions ahead of the rest of the continent.

On top of that, the Tang Sect cared deeply about its own interests. Every sect master they selected was a Soul Master with the weak Blue Silver Grass martial soul, not a holder of the noble Blue Silver Emperor martial soul. They were already lucky if they could keep up appearances and avoid being outdone by other sects. How could they possibly imitate Spirit Hall under Bibi Dong and pour so much effort and money into purging Evil Soul Masters?

Bai Chenxiang fell silent at those words.

Logically, she should not have asked about such matters. But when she thought of what Tang San had done to her and Ma Hongjun, she vaguely felt that Tang San, who appeared kind and friendly on the surface, treated the continent as though it were merely a performance. He was a false god who harmed others for his own benefit.

"Is there any other information about him? It will all serve as evidence to help us quickly leave the Tang Sect and persuade the other elders."

Bai Chenxiang closed her eyes, her voice hoarse.

"There should be plenty, but he has too much dirt on him. I can't explain it all in a short time. But one thing is certain: Ma Hongjun's martial soul was classified as that of an Evil Soul Master from the very beginning by the academy headmaster you people spoke of. If he had not found that particular outlet for release, Tang San might have killed him long ago."

As for Tang San giving out Immortal Herbs, Lin Wan'er believed he had only done so because he had obtained so many good things. If he did not improve the team's overall combat strength, it would not only make him look bad, but also leave others with something to criticize.

"Evil Soul Master..."

Thinking of how Evil Soul Masters had been denounced and tortured by ordinary Soul Masters over the years, then imagining Ma Hongjun in their place, Bai Chenxiang felt miserable. Not a trace of goodwill toward Tang San remained.

Yet after being angry for only a moment, Bai Chenxiang recovered the bearing of the noble young lady she had once been. Compared to her former pride, however, she now possessed the experience that only time could bring.

"Everyone, please forgive this old woman for her inadequate hospitality. I must meet with the clan elders immediately and strive to give you a perfect answer before dawn tomorrow."

"What if they refuse? The Tang Sect is, after all, currently regarded as a good place to be on the continent. It will be difficult to make the clan disciples and members believe you based on your words alone."

Lin Wan'er poured some cold water on Bai Chenxiang. Waking from the abyss of a Love Brain and beginning to pursue her ambitions was a good thing, but she could not become fat in one bite. It would be too easy to choke halfway through.

"My grandfather feared that this old woman might mismanage the clan and cause problems, so he deliberately left behind an order. They have no choice but to obey!"

"Besides, I am a woman who has participated in a God Trial and received a god's recognition!"

As Bai Chenxiang spoke, her imposing presence overflowed. Her aged eyes were no longer clouded, and the aura of a Soul Emperor swept through the entire room. The surging air currents even drew a sideways glance from Demon Dragon Zi Ji, who had both the heart and figure of a mature beauty.

Her deep violet-black eyes were filled with delight, like a giant dragon gazing upon a treasure that others had overlooked. There was actually a Soul Master in the human world so suited to her temperament.

Sure enough, the Holy Maiden had been right about major matters. Not every Soul Master was as disgusting as those hypocritical gods of the God Realm.

"Since you have such determination, let me help you a little more."

Having nearly fallen into self-doubt because of the curse mark left by Tang God King, Bi Ji could not stand this kind of mockery. Powerful life force emerged within her body.

"Emerald Eternity!"

This was a divine skill Bi Ji had not used in over Ten Thousand Years. Allies struck by the emerald light received a Divine Rank blessing: a single attribute increased threefold, while the total Soul Power and life force of allied groups increased threefold, and all injuries were instantly healed.

"Bi Ji is truly thoughtful. I heard that when a soul beast of the Emerald Swan Clan reaches a certain age, the Emerald Eternity it casts at the cost of all its Soul Power can even revive someone who has only recently died."

Zi Ji yawned as she explained Bi Ji's ability to Bai Chenxiang, letting the Speed Clan's leader know that they had not traveled all the way to human territory just to play around, slander Tang San behind his back, or kill time because they had nothing better to do.

Under Bi Ji's careful treatment, Bai Chenxiang's aged appearance welcomed what humans called a second spring.

Her appearance now was almost identical to the manga version Lin Wan'er remembered, aside from her slightly old-fashioned clothes. Even if Ma Hongjun had been present, he would not have been able to find a single flaw.

After using her divine skill, the slightly exhausted Bi Ji did not stop circulating her Soul Power and triggered the effects of Emerald Kiss once more.

As green waves of air flew toward the clan residences, the many sleeping clansmen slowly woke up, holding their heads as they completely failed to understand what had just happened.

Feeling that her body had suddenly become decades younger, Bai Chenxiang gave a slight nod of thanks. Then she lightly flashed to the window, pushed off with her toes, and quickly arrived at the sacred place where successive clan leaders had held meetings. She lit the special fireworks reserved for emergencies.

She would prove it through her actions. She would prove that Tang San was wrong, that he was a hypocritical god. And the first step toward proving everything, toward ascending to the God Realm to seek help for Ma Hongjun, was to break free from the Tang Sect's control! The second update will be posted tonight, probably before nine o'clock!