Third Brother Sucks Great Master's Butt

Tang San saw his own Soul Ring too, his face blank with disbelief.

"Tea... Teacher, what's going on with my Soul Ring?"

He had an unpleasant suspicion, but he did not dare confirm it, so he placed his last hope in Yu Xiaogang.

However, Yu Xiaogang's grave voice shattered his illusions.

"Little San, I don't know what happened either, but without a doubt, your Soul Ring's age is a single digit!"

Tang San: "Huh???"

Even Tang San, that scheming boy, could not help revealing a stunned, unacceptable expression.

Bai Yu pretended to be shocked from the side, but actually added insult to injury. "A single-digit Soul Ring? The legendary One-Year Soul Ring, even rarer than a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring?"

Yu Xiaogang nodded and said solemnly, "That's right. Soul Rings under ten years are collectively called One-Year Soul Rings. To be honest, this is my first time seeing one too. Little San, you... sigh!"

Yu Xiaogang's tone was full of grief, and Tang San also realized just how "lucky" he was. With a miserable expression, he said, "But I clearly absorbed a four-hundred-year Soul Ring. How did it become like this?"

Yu Xiaogang stroked his chin and pondered. "Among the five hundred theories I previously compi—previously researched, there is one stating that when a Soul Master absorbs a Soul Ring, certain irresistible factors may cause the power within the Soul Ring to leak away, causing the Soul Ring to degrade. But I've never encountered the specific circumstances before."

From a certain perspective, Great Master, your theory had successfully been put into practice. Bai Yu mocked inwardly, then suddenly had a realization.

He usually used the Myriad Souls Banner to perform Soul Refining directly while Soul Beasts were still alive, but no Soul Rings had ever appeared afterward. Bai Yu had assumed his luck was bad, so he had not studied it carefully.

But thinking about it now, perhaps it was not a matter of luck?

Maybe a Soul Ring was a Soul Beast's soul. After the Soul Beast died, its soul was compressed into a Soul Ring by certain factors. That was why no Soul Ring appeared whenever he performed Soul Refining—the soul had simply been refined by him directly!

Precisely because a Soul Ring was a Soul Beast's soul, could Soul Masters awaken Soul Skills corresponding to that Soul Beast after absorbing it?

That was very possible!

No, he had to find an opportunity to test it. First, kill a Soul Beast and wait until it was completely dead. Once the Soul Ring appeared, he would try using the Myriad Souls Banner for Soul Refining and see whether it worked. If it did not, that would prove that Soul Rings were Soul Beasts' souls. In that case, the Myriad Souls Banner seemed capable of developing even more functions!

For example, it could help others replace their Soul Rings—replace ten-year ones with hundred-year ones, hundred-year ones with thousand-year ones, or even directly replace Martial Souls, trading weak Martial Souls for powerful ones. He could use that to cultivate his trusted subordinates and even establish his own faction!

The specific process would be: buy Soul Rings from the Points Shop → help trusted subordinates replace their Soul Rings → establish a powerful faction of his own → unify the continent!

Then I'd truly become the Human Emperor!

At the thought, Bai Yu's body could not help trembling with excitement, drawing Yu Xiaogang and Tang San's attention.

"Xiao Yu, are you all right?"

Bai Yu put on a miserable face. "Little San, how could your luck be this awful? You actually awakened a One-Year Soul Ring. Do you still have any combat ability? Does a One-Year Soul Ring even have a Soul Skill? How are you supposed to grow stronger?"

Seeing how concerned Bai Yu was for him and how upset he was on his behalf, Tang San felt touched and comforted him. "Xiao Yu, Teacher, don't worry. Although the Soul Ring's age is a little low, I felt it just now. I really did awaken my First Soul Skill."

And I also have Hidden Weapons. Tang San silently added in his heart.

Yu Xiaogang said excitedly, "Then hurry and sense it. What exactly is your First Soul Skill?"

Tang San closed his eyes and carefully sensed it, but suddenly, his expression collapsed.

"Little San, what's wrong?"

Yu Xiaogang's heart tightened as well.

Tang San opened his eyes and said with a miserable expression, "Teacher, my First Soul Skill is Binding Fart. If an opponent inhales too much of my fart, their movements will become sluggish."

Yu Xiaogang's eyes lit up. "Not a bad Soul Skill. To awaken such a Soul Skill from a One-Year Soul Ring is quite impressive! Wait, why are you making that face?"

"Because, just like your Luo San Pao, I only have the power of Three Farts!"

Yu Xiaogang fell silent.

Should I be happy or sad? Little San is truly a disciple bestowed upon me by the heavens. We're too damn fated... but I don't want this cursed affinity! Won't my disciple be even more useless than me in the future?

When Yu Xiaogang imagined going out with Tang San in the future, master and disciple farting together, he felt dizzy and saw stars. Then he suddenly collapsed to the ground.

Tang San was startled.

"Teacher! Teacher!"

Bai Yu said gravely, "Great Master was stabbed in the buttocks by the Mandala Snake's fangs earlier. He should be poisoned now."

Hearing this, Tang San turned Great Master over, pulled off his pants, and exposed an ugly pair of buttocks. There was a blackish-purple wound on them.

Tang San gritted his teeth. Since it had come to this, he could only try cutting open the wound and bleeding it, to see whether he could drain out the poison!

Seeing Tang San take out a small knife, Bai Yu hurriedly asked, "Little San, are you planning to bleed Great Master to remove the poison?"

Tang San nodded. Bai Yu said with a serious expression, "It's useless. The buttocks are too fleshy; the bleeding speed cannot keep up with the poison's spread. My Human Emperor Banner cannot detoxify him either. At this point, there is only one way."

Tang San guessed what he meant, and his voice suddenly rose an octave. "Y-You want me to suck out the poison?!"

Tang San looked at Great Master's buttocks. There was even a hairy mole there, and he nearly vomited.

Bai Yu nodded and said earnestly, "He's your teacher, Little San. He was poisoned while helping you Hunt for Soul Ring. A real man should value loyalty and righteousness above all else. Now, only you can save him!"

Tang San had originally wanted to find an excuse to fool Bai Yu into doing the sucking, but Bai Yu had directly seized the moral high ground and forced him into it, leaving Tang San unable to morally pressure him instead.

Tang San was also someone who cared desperately about saving face. If word got out that he had "stood by and watched his own teacher die," he would be scorned by the world, everyone would denounce him like a rat in the street, and that would feel worse than killing him!

Suddenly, Tang San froze, an evil thought surfacing in his mind.

Only Xiao Yu and I are here. If I kill him, then today's events won't get out, right? Once I leave, I can say that my teacher and Xiao Yu were both killed by the Mandala Snake. Wouldn't that be foolproof?

Bai Yu's heart suddenly skipped a beat. His sixth sense told him Tang San was developing killing intent!

Fuck, does he want to kill me to silence me? Damn it, I'm not afraid of you, but Tang Hao might be watching from the shadows. If I kill you, I won't survive either!

So Bai Yu hurriedly said, "Little San, there's another way. Patrols from the Soul Hunting Forest are always out there. We can find the guards and ask them to save Great Master!"

After saying that, he muttered to himself, "No, the guards probably can't detoxify him either. By the time they carry Great Master out, he might already die from the poison. Little San, now only you can save your teacher!"

Tang San immediately fell silent.

Bai Yu's words reminded him that guards were always patrolling the Soul Hunting Forest. Though the possibility was small, what if one day after he killed them to silence them, the guards happened to find Xiao Yu and Teacher's corpses? Wouldn't he be finished?

No, I still need to establish the Tang Sect in this world. I can't gamble with my future.

On the contrary, if I save Teacher, Teacher and Xiao Yu will definitely spread word of my good name after returning. In a flash, Tang San thought through many things. In the end, he made up his mind and adjusted Great Master's position, making him stick out his buttocks so Tang San could get his mouth on it more easily.

Tang San held Great Master's buttocks apart, took a deep breath, aimed at the wound beside that hairy mole, and pressed his mouth onto it!