Tang San Decides to Begin Planning His Counterattack! [Please Read On]

"After lying low for so many days, I've finally made these academy people let down their guard."

Ever since Tang San had been defeated by Yang Feng's Martial Soul last time, he had devoted himself to improving his Martial Soul and Soul Power.

He needed to raise his Soul Power as quickly as possible and narrow the gap between himself and Yang Feng's Martial Soul.

Tang San's gaze had become increasingly terrifying.

For the past few days, he had been constantly watched by the people Dean Flender had sent, leaving him unable to continue gathering detailed information about Yang Feng and the strength of his teammates.

Recently, Tang San's Martial Soul had also broken through to level 45 Soul Power.

Now, Tang San was growing rapidly, both in Soul Power and mentality.

"I suffered badly from that head-on clash last time, but fortunately, our Soul Power levels aren't too far apart now."

"But I don't know how much his Soul Power has improved during this time. I still can't let my guard down!"

After Tang San had temporarily gained Shrek Academy's trust,

he silently kept hidden within Shrek the purpose Bibi Dong had given him when he left Spirit Hall.

"Tang San, now that you are in our Spirit Hall, you have Twin Martial Souls. Your second Martial Soul, the Clear Sky Hammer, has even drawn an assassination attempt from Qian Daoliu of our Spirit Hall. You know that, don't you?"

Tang San nodded. "Yes. Thanks to Your Holiness the Pope, I did not lose my life!"

"My life belongs to Spirit Hall!"

"Tang San, your defeat to Yang Feng this time happens to give you a chance to leave Spirit Hall and completely forget your identity as a member of Spirit Hall!"

Bibi Dong took a token representing a Spirit Hall elder from her person and placed it before Tang San.

"As long as you continue working for Spirit Hall, with this token,"

"you will hold the status of an elder in our Spirit Hall!"

Tang San watched as Bibi Dong placed the token in his hand, then quickly kowtowed several times to show his loyalty.

"Furthermore, if you go to Shrek Academy, you will be able to learn the first news of the growth of Yang Feng's Martial Soul. He is from the same village as you."

Bibi Dong also instructed Tang San to remain at Shrek Academy.

He was to stay at Shrek Academy long-term and provide her with useful intelligence.

"Your Holiness the Pope, Yang Feng's Martial Soul is indeed somewhat strange. When I fought him, it seemed that I discovered he also has Twin Martial Souls!"

"Oh? Tell me in detail!"

"His Martial Soul is like how my right hand holds the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul. During battle,"

"he can instantly switch to displaying the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul."

After hearing Tang San's words, Bibi Dong found them somewhat unbelievable.

However, she also realized that Yang Feng's Martial Soul potential was likely no weaker than Tang San's.

"Go and thoroughly investigate his true strength!"

"Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win. This time, didn't he also reveal the characteristics of his mutated Martial Soul to you?"

Therefore, apart from working hard to improve his Soul Power in front of the students monitoring him every day,

Tang San did nothing else. Only after they left did he begin quietly studying Yang Feng's Martial Soul abilities.

At this point, Tang San was also planning to start using some "underhanded tricks" against Yang Feng.

"After all, in my previous life at the Tang Sect, I painstakingly cultivated Tang Sect hidden weapons, and I also understand detoxification and the use of poisons."

Tang San planned to give Yang Feng a dose of poison that would disrupt his Martial Soul, ruining the foundation of his cultivation completely.

"Just like his teacher Yu Xiaogang, whose Soul Power stopped improving."

"Yu Xiaogang reached level 29 Soul Power and still failed to break through by the age of fifty."

"It really was enough to make people laugh their heads off."

Tang San had brought out some immortal herbs from Spirit Hall, given to him by the Pope and obtained from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, that could be used to refine poison!

The honest and dutiful persona he had displayed before the academy's people

had now revealed its sinister and vicious side.

"Yang Feng, since you made me suffer so badly, don't expect to have an easy life in the future either!"

"As long as Yang Feng's Martial Soul stops progressing, no matter how glorious he is now!"

"Sooner or later, he will become just like Yu Xiaogang."

At the thought of this, the corners of Tang San's mouth could not stop turning upward.

"Then, at the academy, I'll be the extraordinarily talented genius with Twin Martial Souls!"

"Ah! Hahahaha..." The smile on Tang San's face was wicked to the core.

Anyone who saw it could not help but shudder all over.

"Then I'll split apart everyone around them and bring them into my own camp."

"Once I have enough strength, I'll betray Spirit Hall and completely cast off my status as a pawn."

"In this world, I'll recreate the Tang Sect's former glory!"

"At that time, I, Tang San, will be the new god of this world. Interesting!"

After indulging in that fantasy for a moment, Tang San continued developing poison that could throw Yang Feng's Martial Soul into a state of chaos.

Meanwhile.

After Yang Feng finished handling the various matters at Shrek Academy,

he began considering the choice of his third Soul Ring and whether he should continue increasing his Soul Power.

"I already have three Martial Souls now, but I don't know whether my current Soul Power can fully support the strain of switching between them."

Yang Feng had previously chosen a thousand-year Soul Ring for his first Soul Ring.

"Damn it, I wasn't tricked by Xiaogangzi, was I?"

"Did he really think I hadn't read the original novel? If I had transmigrated into Soul Land 2,"

"a thousand-year Soul Ring as the first Soul Ring would even be a little weak."

"But I transmigrated into Soul Land 1!"

Yang Feng knew that the maximum age for a first Soul Ring in Soul Land 1 was four hundred years, but as a transmigrator, he had not taken it to heart.

"Although my Martial Souls can be considered top-tier Martial Souls within the limits of Soul Land 1!"

"Could Xiaogangzi really have treated me like an experiment and messed me up?"

At this moment, Yang Feng's mentality began to suffer a subtle impact.

He began to harbor serious doubts about Yu Xiaogang's methods.

"I've finally finished making the poison!"

"This time, Yang Feng will get a good taste of what it feels like to lose control of the situation!"

Yang Feng looked at the poison in his hand that could throw a person's Martial Soul into chaos, feeling extremely nervous and excited.

That evening, Tang San used a blow dart to send his poison into Yang Feng's dormitory.

The next moment, without Yang Feng realizing it, his Martial Souls

began changing uncontrollably among his three Martial Souls, with not the slightest pattern to them.

Already affected by Yu Xiaogang's influence on his mentality, and now strengthened by Tang San's poison, Yang Feng's Martial Souls began falling into a chaotic state.

Sensing that something was wrong, Yang Feng jolted awake. "What's going on?! Why are my Martial Souls out of control?!"

The Martial Soul in his right hand flickered repeatedly between the Soft Bone Rabbit Martial Soul, the Evil Fire Phoenix, and Zhao Wuji's Martial Soul, continuously draining Yang Feng's Soul Power.

His arm also began suffering intense pain, while his consciousness turned blurry. His condition was extremely bad.