Tang San, Who Used His Mouth to Remove Poison

Hearing this, Mano wavered somewhat. Cheng Xiao's words made sense. Although Tang San had killed the Mandala Snake in a panic, it also showed that he possessed a temperament unlike ordinary people.

It would not be impossible to have him treat Master's poison.

After hesitating for a moment, a sharp glint appeared in Mano's eyes. He said solemnly, "Fine, Cheng Xiao. We'll do as you suggest and have Master's disciple, Tang San, personally remove the poison."

At those words, a smile appeared on Cheng Xiao's face as well. Tang San, you acknowledged Master as your teacher. Surely you can handle something as minor as removing poison for your teacher, right?

Cheng Xiao had originally held a fairly good impression of Tang San, but Tang San's earlier escape had greatly changed that impression. Since you had been unkind first, do not blame me for being unjust.

His current strength was not enough to kill Tang San, but when it came to disgustingly messing with someone, Cheng Xiao considered himself more than capable. Since Master was your teacher, it was not too much to ask you to help remove the poison from his embarrassing area, was it?

Several hours later, Tang San slowly opened his eyes after absorbing the Soul Ring. Feeling the abundant Soul Power within his body, he could not help but smile. "Teacher's theory succeeded. My Blue Silver Grass gained an Entangle skill!"

When Tang San's gaze found Master, his eyes widened at once.

Master was leaning against a large tree, his body seemingly stiff and completely motionless. Black energy coiled around his face, and he looked as though he was taking in more breaths than he was letting out.

"Poison!" Tang San blurted out when he saw this.

"Tang San, you're awake!" Seeing that Tang San had awakened, Mano said joyfully, "Quick, Xiao San. Your teacher has been poisoned. Use your Soul Power to force the poison out of his body."

Tang San was instantly dumbfounded. What? You're the academy head, yet instead of helping your own teacher remove the poison, you waited for me to wake up and do it?

Ignoring Tang San's confusion, Mano grabbed his hand and explained his reasoning. Naturally, his words inevitably mentioned a certain embarrassing poisoned area.

After Tang San heard him out, his once-delighted little face became utterly stiff. Looking at the unconscious Master, he suddenly felt the urge to kill someone. Making him use his mouth to suck the poison out of Master's body—was that not complete nonsense?

But Tang San was someone who respected his teachers and valued proper conduct. Since he had accepted Master as his teacher, Master was his second father. Now that his father had been poisoned, how could he, as a son, refuse to remove the poison?

Then, having made up his mind, Tang San resolutely tore open Master's clothes, exposing the deeply concealed embarrassing poisoned area. He immediately held his breath, focused his mind, gritted his teeth, and pressed his mouth against it.

The instant he made contact, a fishy stench rushed into his nose. Tang San endured the physical discomfort and activated the Mysterious Heaven Skill within his body, beginning to draw the poison out of Master.

Just as Mano had said, that area was far too embarrassing. He had no way to remove the poison through conventional means, so he could only use his mouth.

As the Tang Sect's supreme internal cultivation method, the Mysterious Heaven Skill possessed powerful detoxifying effects. That was precisely why Tang San dared to use his mouth to draw out Master's poison. If it had been another Soul Master, one moment of carelessness would probably have resulted in poisoning themselves.

"Academy Head, see? I told you I was right," Cheng Xiao said in a low voice, suppressing the laughter in his heart as he watched the scene before him.

"Indeed. Cheng Xiao, I didn't expect someone your age to have such a sharp eye." Seeing Tang San wholeheartedly removing Master's poison, Mano stroked his chin and spoke.

"Academy Head, once Master wakes up, we should head back," Cheng Xiao said.

"But your Soul Ring..." Mano said awkwardly.

"Academy Head, to be honest, while we were separated, I happened to encounter a century-old Soul Beast badly wounded by a Nether Demon Wolf. To avoid troubling everyone further, I absorbed it," Cheng Xiao said without batting an eye or losing his composure.

"Good kid, your luck really is impressive!" Mano happily patted Cheng Xiao on the shoulder, not doubting his words in the slightest.

A while later, Tang San collapsed onto the ground after drawing the poison out of Master's body. Looking at the poisoned blood he had spat out beside him, he finally let out a sigh of relief. As long as the snake venom had been completely removed, Master was no longer in mortal danger.

Seeing Master's complexion gradually change from blackish-purple back to pale, a trace of joy appeared on Mano's face. He looked at Tang San, who was panting heavily, and said, "Xiao San, rest for a bit. Then we'll quickly take Master back to Nuoding City. Although you've drawn out the poison, it would be best to find a healing-type Soul Master to examine his body."

"Master isn't very strong. I'm afraid there might be some lingering aftereffects."

"Alright, Academy Head." Cold sweat streamed down Tang San's forehead as he nodded.

A short while later, Mano carried Master on his back and swiftly left the Soul Hunting Forest with Cheng Xiao and Tang San.

Fortunately, Mano had recovered some of his strength, and the group did not encounter any particularly powerful Soul Beasts on the way out. Some ten-year Soul Beasts panicked and fled at the sight of them, so the journey was dangerous but ultimately uneventful.

After leaving the Soul Hunting Forest, Mano rented a carriage at the market outside the forest. After paying a few extra silver soul coins, the driver steered the carriage toward Nuoding City.

After returning to Nuoding City, Academy Head Mano used his connections to find a healing-type Soul Master to treat Master's injuries. Following the healing-type Soul Master's treatment, Master quickly woke up.

After Master awoke, no one was happier than Tang San. Seeing Master open his eyes, he was naturally overjoyed.

As for Cheng Xiao, who had returned with them, he did not immediately go back to the Dormitory. Instead, he headed to the rear mountain of Nuoding Academy.

The woods were silent. Other than Cheng Xiao, there was no one else around.

Cheng Xiao looked at the Dark Purple Soul Ring circling beneath his feet and could not help falling silent. Although having a millennium first Soul Ring—and a Growth Soul Ring at that—sounded incredibly impressive, being too conspicuous before he had fully grown would bring trouble.

And that trouble was precisely the Dark Purple Soul Ring slowly spinning beneath Cheng Xiao's feet. All the way back to Nuoding Academy, Cheng Xiao had been thinking: if people discovered that his first Soul Ring was not yellow but a millennium-old purple one, would it bring about a deadly disaster?

After all, the tallest tree in the forest catches the wind first. If possible, he did not want to draw too much attention to himself. He could not even summon Shadow Soldiers yet. According to Cheng Xiao's estimation, he would have to reach at least level thirty, perhaps even level forty, before obtaining his class-exclusive skills.

That was because he clearly remembered that when Sung Jin-woo had completed his class advancement quest, his own strength had already been considerable, while the Shadow Soldiers he summoned had all been much lower in level than him.

Although Shadow Soldiers would grow stronger alongside the Sovereign, if Cheng Xiao summoned them now, would he not simply summon a group of cannon fodder below level ten?

Of course, if Cheng Xiao summoned Shadow Soldiers at level forty or even level fifty, then no matter how low their levels were, they would not be too low. At most, when he reached level fifty, the Shadow Soldiers would be level forty, perhaps even higher.

The levels of Shadow Soldiers could not exceed that of the Sovereign himself. In other words, it was not that he could not summon Shadow Soldiers now; his strength was simply too low. Even if he summoned them, they would only be a group of cannon fodder that constantly consumed Soul Power, serving no purpose whatsoever.

Cheng Xiao did not intend to consider those matters for now. Summoning Shadow Soldiers was necessary, but not at this stage. The only thing he needed to do now was find a way to conceal the color of his Soul Ring.

Just as Cheng Xiao was considering how to resolve the matter, a cold female voice devoid of any emotion suddenly appeared in his mind.

[The strong desire of the third-generation Sovereign inheritor has been detected. You have obtained the passive skill Disguise. No one other than you can see the true appearance of your Soul Rings.]