Ning Rongrong sought to apprentice herself to the scumbag she had cursed

Zhu Zhuqing fell into thought as she listened to Xiao Wu, and even felt like crying.

One of Li Sen's conditions for accepting disciples was that he considered what he stood to gain. She could not only offer him nothing, but would even drag him down.

Choosing to leave Dai Mubai meant the imperial family would certainly punish her. She would bring him trouble rather than benefits.

Tang San listened to their conversation without saying a word.

Each of the three girls harbored her own thoughts.

One eagerly awaited the chance to watch someone else suffer a setback.

One grieved over her slim hopes of finding a master.

One was confident she could become his disciple and win over a genius.

Suotuo City, a private mansion.

Li Sen basked in tender pleasures as the twins, Li Xin and Li Yue, attended to him.

They were the granddaughters of the Soul Douluo owner of Yuelai Restaurant. Their parents were both dead, and their Soul Douluo grandfather was gravely injured, with little time left to live.

To prevent their elders' enemies from venting their hatred on them, they had offered this service through their family business.

They called it a transaction, but they were really looking for someone to depend on, which was why they were so obedient.

Even while enjoying himself, Li Sen did not forget to tailor medicinal baths and training plans for them.

After all, when he purchased their services, he had promised to take both girls with him after the restaurant's Soul Douluo owner passed away. It was no different from taking concubines.

At that moment, Li Sen had just finished his pleasures and left the two girls, unconscious from exhaustion, in their room when his martial soul suddenly appeared and flickered.

Soul power had been infused into the branch he had given Tang San.

His love of pleasure did not mean he was irresponsible.

To ensure his disciple Tang San's safety, the branch he had given him was a soul skill created using his Blue Silver Tree.

When confronted with excessively powerful soul power pressure, it would automatically explode, sending a signal and its location.

Normally, if something came up, infusing it with soul power would let him know Tang San wanted to see him.

"What does Xiao San need?"

Li Sen frowned slightly, sensed the Blue Silver Tree Branch's location, and leisurely headed toward it.

Bang!

Suddenly, his martial soul exploded with a loud report, and Li Sen's expression changed drastically.

"Xiao San's in danger!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Li Sen activated the Eight Gates and rushed over.

Suotuo City, a restaurant.

Intent on finding a master, Ning Rongrong had asked Tang San to summon Li Sen, only to be refused. She had instead treated everyone to a meal, planning to wear him down with persistent pleading and indirect questions.

Suddenly, an immense wave of soul power pressure came from outside.

A Seven-Ring Soul Sage was carrying a middle-aged man, watching Tang San and the others through the window.

Tang San instinctively looked outside, and a familiar, loathsome face appeared before him.

It was none other than Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang smiled faintly, looking like a corpse frightening enough to scare someone to death. "Tang San, Xiao Wu, I finally found you!"

Tang San loathed him intensely. Seeing the Soul Saint beside him, he immediately took out the Blue Silver Tree Branch Li Sen had given him and infused it with soul power.

His master had told him to gauge his own strength, call for him when danger arose, and then stall for time.

Tang San looked at Yu Xiaogang with disgust. "What are you doing here?"

Yu Xiaogang forced a smile and entered the restaurant with Flender, who had withdrawn his martial soul.

"Don't get worked up, Tang San. I'm here to accept you as my disciple."

"The master you took at Notting Academy was merely a lowly Soul Elder. After six years, he can be a Soul Elder at best. Hunting soul rings must be very difficult for him."

As he spoke, Yu Xiaogang pointed at Flender beside him. "This is my brother, a Seven-Ring Soul Sage. Even when you become a Soul King, he can help you hunt soul rings."

"As for theory, my expertise is acknowledged across the continent. That Li Sen is a nameless nobody. How could he compare?"

After saying his piece, Yu Xiaogang stared intently at Tang San and Xiao Wu, brimming with anticipation.

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong were somewhat stunned.

In their eyes, with Tang San being such a genius, his master had to be powerful. Yet he had been merely a Soul Elder six years ago.

How was that possible?

Ning Rongrong was curious and puzzled. She still wanted to become his disciple, but now she wanted to see how a mere Soul Elder had the nerve to set conditions for accepting disciples.

Zhu Zhuqing somewhat believed Yu Xiaogang's account of Li Sen's cultivation and felt a little dejected.

She had met Li Sen. He was a young man, so a low cultivation level was perfectly normal.

She still yearned for his teaching methods, but if she became his disciple, how could Li Sen, with a Soul Elder's strength, withstand the Star Luo Imperial Family's demands for retribution?!

If becoming his disciple would cost someone else their life, she would rather give it up.

The bystanders looked at Tang San and began murmuring.

"A Soul Saint is three ranks above a Soul Elder. Is there even a choice about whom to take as your master?"

"If you ask me, when a Soul Saint offers to recruit you, you'd better know what's good for you, or you're dead.

"That Soul Elder master of his won't have any say."

The two girls recovered and looked curiously at Tang San. Between a Soul Saint and a Soul Elder, would he choose to change masters?

Yu Xiaogang smiled, his gaze burning as he looked at Tang San, certain of his success.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, overwhelming rage and murderous intent flashed in Tang San's eyes.

They could insult him, but not Li Sen!

"Grandmaster, my ass! You dare call my master a nameless nobody? You're courting death!"

"You want me as your disciple? Try again in your next life!"

Tang San roared. His martial soul, blue silver grass, emerged, and three soul rings lit up simultaneously.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"Can this boy's master bewitch people? He's firmly refusing even a Soul Saint's offer to take him as a disciple?!"

"Holy shit! Refusing is one thing, but he's actually attacking the Soul Saint's brother right in front of him? Is he trying to get himself killed?!"

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing were full of curiosity.

Why did Tang San insist on choosing a weak master?

Did he not know that strength reigned supreme in this world?

Yu Xiaogang's confident smile froze.

Flender's face darkened even further. Unable to hold back, he stepped forward and unleashed his soul power pressure.

"Boy, do you know the price of refusing a Soul Saint and attacking someone right in front of him?"

Out of consideration for Yu Xiaogang's desire to accept him as a disciple, Flender used only rank-fifty soul power pressure.

Boom!

Tang San's body shuddered, but his expression remained composed. Blue silver grass coiled outward, and several hardened blades of it shot forth like a torrential downpour.

Under Li Sen's tutelage, he had borne the weight of a ten-thousand-jin boulder and endured attacks at a Soul King's level.

Soul power pressure merely at a Soul King's level put no strain on him whatsoever.

However, the Blue Silver Tree Branch he had taken out exploded with a boom, turning into soul power that dissipated.

Flender raised an eyebrow. Seeing Tang San withstand a Soul King's pressure, he immediately increased the pressure and waved a hand, firing soul power that blasted the Blue Silver Grass Blade apart.

Soul power pressure at a full rank seventy-one crashed down, forcing the coiling blue silver grass to a halt as well.

Everyone was baffled.

Who did not know that strength determined everything in this world?

Even the rules were set by those with strength.

That was why everyone cultivated their martial souls and pursued higher soul power.

Yet now, facing a Soul Saint, Tang San had dared to attack simply because his master had been disparaged.

Flender truly had not expected Tang San to act as though something was wrong with his head, publicly rejecting a Soul Master whose cultivation far surpassed his own and even attacking.

With a dark expression, he stepped forward. "Boy, today I'll teach you on your elders' behalf what it means to respect the strong!"

As everyone looked at him as though he were an idiot, Tang San wore a cold smile, utterly unperturbed.

Just as Flender was about to strike, a young man who had appeared leaning against the doorway at some point spoke calmly.

"You want to lay a hand on my disciple? Have you asked me?"

In an instant, every gaze shifted.

What great expert was this? He even dared to interfere with a Soul Saint?

They turned and were stunned to see the speaker leaning against the doorway: a young man who looked no older than thirty-five, without so much as a trace of stubble on his face.

It was common knowledge in the soul master world: the older someone looked, the more badass their cultivation!

Soul Masters who had reached the Soul Saint rank were almost all over thirty.

"Is this young man an idiot? He dares speak up when a Soul Saint is handling things?"

"Didn't you hear him say that boy is his disciple?"

"What? He's the boy's master? A Soul Elder dares interfere with a Soul Saint?"

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Li Sen, her eyes filled with confusion.

Tang San's master had been a Soul Elder six years ago. Now he could be a Soul Ancestor or Soul King at best, yet he still dared protect his disciple in front of a Soul Saint?

Ning Rongrong stared in shock and rubbed her eyes in disbelief.

Good heavens, the master I wanted to study under is actually the scumbag who paid for those twins?

I even cursed him to his face!!!

At that moment, Ning Rongrong instantly discarded every thought of becoming his disciple.

Her original idea of sending a signal to summon help and protecting Tang San and his master in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's name vanished as well.

Beside her, Zhu Zhuqing tugged at Xiao Wu and urgently reminded her in a low voice.

"Xiao Wu, the Heaven Dou Empire has officials maintaining order in its major cities. Hurry and call someone."

"Otherwise, Teacher Li will be beaten to death!"

Xiao Wu waved a hand and gave a mischievous smile. "Don't worry, Zhuqing. You don't really think Teacher Li only has a Soul Elder's strength, do you?"

Zhu Zhuqing froze for a moment, then looked toward the battlefield.