The least pressure-resistant man on the continent

After Xiao Bai appeared, she affectionately let Bai Ranmo pet her.

Then Xiao Bai led the way, while Luo Sanpao stayed beside Gangzi. That way, if they really encountered a soul beast, he could immediately order Luo Sanpao to attack with a fart.

When Hei Ranbai saw Xiao Bai baring her teeth at a tall stalk of bamboo, he knew fate had still brought them to this ten-year solitary bamboo.

He had no idea whether Gangzi genuinely wanted to show off his knowledge or actually thought Tang San could absorb a ten-year solitary bamboo.

Either way, he strode forward and gently patted the bamboo. "This is a ten-year solitary bamboo. Its attack power is weak, but its defense is decent. It would suit your Blue Silver Grass quite well."

Where exactly is this attack power you speak of?

For some reason, Tang San recalled the words that middle-aged man they had encountered earlier had used to mock Gangzi.

Gangzi actually found me a ten-year solitary bamboo for my soul ring!

"Teacher, then..." Tang San struggled to keep his expression from turning ugly.

He had spent another two days at Nodling Academy. Although he had not attended any classes, he had picked up some basic knowledge about soul masters from Wang Sheng and the others. If Gangzi really made him absorb this ten-year solitary bamboo, he might well turn on him and slap him with the label "has already earned his death" on the spot.

"It's still too young. Let's look for something else first. We can choose this one if nothing else works out." Gangzi had no idea he had just taken another stroll past death's door.

In truth, he would never make his disciple absorb a ten-year solitary bamboo. After all, even his own soul rings were yellow.

Hei Ranbai squeezed his eyes shut and went through every sad thing he had ever experienced before he finally managed to force the corners of his mouth down.

That Gangzi is a crafty one. Pointing at some random bamboo for Tang San to absorb, just to test his obedience.

I wonder if Tang Hao feels like hammering Gangzi to death.

Tang Hao certainly felt like hammering Gangzi to death. Fortunately, Gangzi added, "I've carefully studied the growth of many soul masters. Four hundred and twenty-three years should be the limit one can withstand for a first soul ring, so I hope you two can get as close to that limit as possible."

Only those words made Tang Hao put down the hammer he had already taken out.

But he really was getting a little impatient. After thinking it over carefully, Tang Hao remembered that Gangzi seemed to want Xiao San to follow the poison route. In that case, he would catch a poison-attribute soul beast and toss it their way.

Come to think of it, didn't Ah Yin's Blue Silver Emperor follow the life-attribute route...? Is this Gangzi really reliable?

Tang Hao's "brilliant mind" pondered for a moment and decided it could work. Xiao San would awaken his Blue Silver Emperor later anyway, gaining the life attribute. Together with his original poison attribute, wouldn't that give him two attributes? Besides, the Clear Sky Hammer would be his main means of attack in the future. Blue Silver Grass only needed to give him offensive options early on.

With that thought, Tang Hao began searching the surroundings. He was not worried about the three of them running into danger. After all, the strongest creatures in this Soul Hunting Forest were only a few hundred-year soul beasts.

Gangzi was a rank-twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster, at least. After consuming so many of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's resources, surely he could handle a mere hundred-year soul beast?

Late that night, Hei Ranbai summoned both Bruces.

Xiao Bai kept watch around the perimeter, while Xiao Hei stayed beside him as a guard.

"Ranbai, tell me more about those shikigami your martial soul can connect to," Gangzi asked Hei Ranbai.

He had to use this unusual martial soul as material to plagiarize... no, draw upon for his theories.

"Well, I don't actually know much about those shikigami either. Put simply, I fight a shikigami one-on-one to the death under fair conditions. Either I die and the subjugation fails, or the shikigami dies and the subjugation succeeds."

"But I've discovered another use for the subjugation ritual. When I can't defeat an enemy, I can forcibly summon a shikigami and drag the enemy into the ritual too. As long as another creature with soul power is present, it won't count as a successful subjugation whether the shikigami is defeated or not, but at least I can use it to take an enemy down with me."

"At my current strength, any shikigami I summon will be one tier above my own level. For example, if I'm a Soul Master, the summoned shikigami will be at the Soul Grandmaster level. Once I subjugate it, it will return to the Soul Master level. As my strength grows, the shikigami's strength ceiling will rise too."

"Mm, subjugation can serve as one of your trump cards, but you must use it cautiously." Gangzi offered some vague, useless advice.

While patrolling the perimeter, Xiao Bai encountered a few ten-year Nether Wolves and casually dealt with them. Before long, however, Hei Ranbai sensed that something had happened to her!

The Mandala Snake had arrived!

Xiao Hei instantly went on alert too.

Tang Hao was supremely confident. He had personally tossed this Mandala Snake over, and he had even secretly inflicted a small wound on it. Gangzi was a top-tier Soul Grandmaster with a two-yellow soul ring configuration, after all. Surely he could beat it?

Then he watched Gangzi unleash three Thunderous Farts, which accomplished absolutely nothing except making Xiao Hei retreat into the shadows to escape the stench.

Veins throbbed on Tang Hao's forehead.

He wondered whether he should physically send Gangzi to the afterlife. That way, even though Xiao San had become his disciple, no one would have anything to gossip about.

Hei Ranbai gritted his teeth, put on the look of someone ready to sacrifice himself, and stopped running. He shouted at the fleeing Gangzi and Tang San, "You two run ahead! I'll force the Mandala Snake into the subjugation ritual!"

As he spoke, Hei Ranbai formed the hand signs to summon Mahoraga, becoming the least pressure-resistant man on the entire Douluo Continent. In tribute to Megumi, the legendary king of suicidal summons, he prepared to summon Mahoraga and go down with the Mandala Snake.

"No!" Tang San's brows knitted tightly. He immediately stopped, tapped several spots on the Twenty-Four Bridges Bright Moon Night at his waist, and produced several radishes, which he hurled toward the Mandala Snake's mouth.

[Detected intense emotional fluctuations from Tang San. Emotion points +1,500]

[Detected intense emotional fluctuations from Yu Xiaogang. Emotion points +1,000]

Tang San braced himself, choosing not to flee any farther.

With gratitude written all over his face, Gangzi prepared to grab Tang San and run. As long as Hei Ranbai survived the Mandala Snake's jaws this time, he would definitely take him as a disciple and pass on all the Invincible Theory he had learned throughout his life.

Hei Ranbai was a little surprised by the sudden influx of emotion points. He had not expected Little Scumbag to be such a decent fellow, remembering to give him some emotion points even at a time like this.

"Furube... Yura, Yura..."

The shadows began to writhe.

Hei Ranbai grinned. He genuinely wanted to try taking the Mandala Snake down with him and see whether a Soul Master-level Mahoraga could handle it.

Tang Hao was there to back him up anyway. There was no way he would watch a prodigy who got along well with his son die here.

Something powerful... was about to emerge!

A flying radish interrupted Hei Ranbai's opening stance.

Tang San raced over like an agile cheetah. The Silent Sleeve Arrow fired from his sleeve, but failed to pierce the Mandala Snake's defenses outright.

"Fall back! Use your Divine Dogs to support me from a distance!" Tang San shouted.

For a moment, Hei Ranbai could not tell whether Tang San genuinely wanted to help him or was taking this risk to move him enough that he would obediently become his lackey.

People were complicated, and the God King Little Scumbag was indeed disgusting. But in the early and middle stages, he had always been sincere toward his brothers, apart from the NTR plotline. It really was hard to judge.