Tang San of the Younger Generation Pays His Respects to the Immortal

"This is the power of the Space-Splitting Claw. As expected, everything Teacher gave us is the best."

"Wherever the claw marks pass, it feels as if even space itself is being torn apart, let alone a soul beast's hide."

"Teacher once said that nothing is unbreakable, and only speed cannot be defeated. Strength and speed—I have both now."

Zhu Zhuqing swung a claw at the empty space before her.

The Space-Splitting Claw carved a long, narrow violet-blue rift through the air.

When Zhu Zhuqing passed through that rift, her already shadow-swift speed was instantly boosted to unprecedented heights, as though she had hit an acceleration strip or activated nitrous. The Man Faced Demon Spider could not lock onto her position at all.

It was hard to believe. Teacher had said that once the Space-Splitting Claw evolved to its ultimate state, it could directly rip open spatial tunnels for long-distance teleportation. How powerful would that be? Even ultimate speed would be far too slow to catch up, wouldn't it?

As she gradually adapted to the spatial acceleration granted by the Space-Splitting Claw, Zhu Zhuqing's movements became increasingly steady. Through her speed advantage and high-frequency attacks, the Man Faced Demon Spider was tortured until it was covered in wounds.

In the end, Zhu Zhuqing seized the opportunity and layered hundreds of tearing slashes across the Man Faced Demon Spider's eight abdominal eyes, completely crushing it.

The Man Faced Demon Spider lost all sensation as dark blood continuously poured from its body. It struggled in the forest for a while before finally collapsing into a pool of blood. A purple Spirit Ring slowly emerged.

"Oh my god, why was it so easy for Junior Sister Zhuqing to hunt her third Spirit Ring? She didn't even get hurt at all."

"Teacher, aren't you being too biased? You gave Zhuqing something good, but what you passed down to me was lousy stuff. That's why my fight was so difficult and I ended up covered in injuries, while she fought so easily!"

As Zhu Zhuqing successfully killed the Man Faced Demon Spider, Ning Rongrong also arrived.

She had even thoughtfully prepared a large pile of medicines for healing injuries and removing scars.

But when she saw Zhu Zhuqing standing beside the Man Faced Demon Spider completely unharmed, looking instead incredibly cool and dashing without the slightest trace of disarray, she immediately felt unbalanced.

When she hunted her third Spirit Ring, she had been beaten black and blue and had nearly died!

"Zhuqing is an agility attack-type soul master, and she has the Space-Splitting Claw empowering her. If she ended up covered in wounds like you after the fight, that would be a complete failure."

"Agility attack-type soul masters are assassins. They come without a trace and leave without a shadow, killing their enemies invisibly and departing without a single leaf touching them. That is what an assassin is."

Holding the Transcendent Immortal Flute, Su Chen stood atop an ancient tree. He swept his gaze over the battlefield and answered Ning Rongrong calmly.

"Stupid Teacher, big villain! If being an agility attack-type soul master means you don't get hit, then why didn't you teach me to be an assassin?"

Ning Rongrong muttered angrily, though she also knew she was unsuited for the agility attack-type path.

Even Meng Yiran had been told by Teacher that she was unsuitable for becoming an agility attack-type soul master. Her Serpent Cane was not suited for high-speed movement, much less Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda.

Ning Rongrong glanced at the Man Faced Demon Spider's corpse with disgust.

"What an ugly, disgusting thing. It's not suitable for me to absorb."

"Zhuqing, go ahead and absorb the Spirit Ring. Teacher and I will protect you."

Ning Rongrong said to Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhu Zhuqing glanced at the young man standing imposingly above them.

Only after seeing Teacher nod did Zhu Zhuqing sit cross-legged and begin slowly drawing the purple Spirit Ring emerging from the Man Faced Demon Spider's corpse into her body.

At the same time, Tang Hao, hidden in the shadows, had no idea that Su Chen's divine sense had already locked onto him.

If Tang Hao made even the slightest unusual move, Su Chen would not hesitate to let him have a taste of his newest soul skill, Nine Thousand Li of the Milky Way.

Su Chen's Soul Power was no lower than Tang Hao's. Now that he possessed three Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings and two Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones, he had no fear whatsoever of this scruffy drunkard who had spent years drowning his sorrows.

"What was that sound? Let me see which unlucky fellow got wrapped into a giant rice dumpling by the Man Faced Demon Spider."

While Zhu Zhuqing was absorbing the Spirit Ring, Ning Rongrong had nothing to do nearby and discovered a huge cocoon of spider silk.

She immediately began striking the spider-silk cocoon with Tai Chi.

"Tai Chi, Cloud Hands!"

"Yang Hand!"

"Yin Hand!"

"White Crane Spreads Its Wings!"

"Reversed Yin-Yang!"

"Ha!"

"Cough, cough... Pfft—"

Before she could finish the set of Tai Chi, a pained wail came from inside the spider-silk cocoon.

Tang San, who was already seriously wounded, nearly had the breath knocked out of him by Ning Rongrong's combination attack.

Hearing the sound, Ning Rongrong was startled. Then, with some curiosity, she slowly peeled open the spider-silk cocoon.

Tang San was wrapped inside, his expression remarkably peaceful.

His whole body was covered in blood, and his lips had turned purple.

It was obvious at a glance that he had been severely poisoned.

"So it's you. If I remember correctly, you should be one of those Shrek people, right?"

"Heaven really must have its eyes closed. Zhuqing actually saved a bad guy like you!"

"Hey, why aren't you saying anything? Did you pass out?"

Although Ning Rongrong hated the two hooligans from Shrek and therefore had some complaints about Tang San as well, she had not reached the point of wanting him dead.

After thinking for a moment, Ning Rongrong took out a bottle of floral water for refreshing the mind and dispelling fatigue from her medical kit and poured it over Tang San's face.

Immediately, a pungent, head-rushing smell surged through Tang San's nostrils and straight into his mind.

"Hoo~"

"Hoo—"

"Am I dead?"

"Where is this?"

"You're lucky. You're still alive."

Seeing that Tang San had actually awakened, Ning Rongrong let out a sigh of relief, though she also felt a little regretful. Why hadn't the Man Faced Demon Spider just eaten him?

"But remember this: Zhuqing and I are your saviors. If you meet either of us in the future, you have to be polite and obey our every command. Understand?"

Ning Rongrong pointed at Tang San and snorted.

Only then did Tang San's awareness gradually return. He painfully pulled himself out of the spider-silk cocoon, saw Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, who was currently absorbing the Spirit Ring, and gave a bitter smile.

"I never expected that the ones who saved me wouldn't be Teacher Zhao and the others, but students from Immortal Mountain."

"Hmph, isn't Immortal Mountain far better than those Shrek people? If I had ended up like you and those Shrek people found me, there definitely wouldn't have been a good outcome. You should be grateful that you met a good person like me, who didn't take advantage of your condition and kill you."

Ning Rongrong crossed her arms and coldly snorted.

Tang San slowly clasped his fists. "No matter what, I will repay this debt of saving my life someday."

"However, I have to leave."

Tang San forced himself upright and looked into the depths of the forest. He had no mind to compete with Zhu Zhuqing for the Spirit Ring now, nor did he have the strength. He had to find Xiao Wu.

"Are you crazy? That's the direction of the mixed zone. Are you going there to die in your current condition?"

Ning Rongrong was stunned as she watched the direction Tang San was heading.

Tang San smiled bitterly. "I have to save Xiao Wu."

"Xiao Wu?"

Ning Rongrong's brows furrowed slightly as she recalled that there had indeed been a lively-looking girl who was always following him around.

However, Ning Rongrong had no intention of meddling in his affairs, so she merely said calmly.

"Fine, do whatever you want. Good luck."

Just then.

On the other side, Zhu Zhuqing completed her breakthrough. Excitedly, she waved toward Su Chen, who stood above.

"Teacher, I broke through successfully! Just as you predicted, my Nether Claw gained an additional poison attribute, and I also absorbed a soul bone!"

Tea... Teacher?

Hearing Zhu Zhuqing's form of address.

Tang San, who was about to leave, instantly stiffened.

He could not help recalling that day on Immortal Mountain, when someone had severely wounded Teacher Zhao, a Soul Saint, with a single sword strike without even showing himself.

If this Immortal Teacher could help him save Xiao Wu...

Thinking of this, Tang San hurriedly turned around and looked in the direction Zhu Zhuqing faced. There stood an incomparably handsome young man in flowing white robes atop the heights, like an Immortal descended into the mortal world, his sleeves fluttering in the wind.

For an instant, Tang San was dazed. Enduring the discomfort in his abdomen, he dropped to one knee and cupped his hands.

"This junior, Tang San, pays his respects to the Immortal."

"Little San begs the Immortal to help me save Xiao Wu."