"Ding! Congratulations, host, on delaying Tang San's production of the Tang Sect's ten greatest Hidden Weapons and plundering a moderate amount of destiny. Reward: complete knowledge of level-five Soul Tools (including offensive, everyday-use, and defensive types)."
Chen Yang raised an eyebrow at the system notification.
Well, damn. Delaying the debut of Hidden Weapons like the Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus and the Pear Blossom Needle actually earned him rewards?
That made sense. Hidden Weapons were one of the major forces behind Little Scumbag's rise.
Early on, Tang San had sold Hidden Weapons to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, securing a large amount of startup capital.
In Slaughter City, he had used the Hidden Weapon Phoenix Leads Nine Chicks to instantly kill the other nine Fallen Soul Masters.
Those nine had not been ordinary Soul Masters, either. Under Slaughter City's rules, Little Scumbag had won sixty-seven consecutive matches by then, and his opponents had comparable records.
Good grief. Sixty-seven consecutive wins, with nine people dying each match-that meant every one of them was a ruthless fighter who had slaughtered his way through 604 people.
Nine such ruthless fighters had surrounded Little Scumbag to kill him, only to be wiped out instantly by a single Hidden Weapon.
And during the final battle later on, a single Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus had blown over seventy Soul Saints to death. That was simply absurd.
The numbers really had been filled in with someone's feet...
An hour or two later.
Tang San put down his pen and slowly rose, solemnly holding a thick stack of densely written pages in both hands as he offered them to Chen Yang.
He forced a calm expression onto his face, but deep anticipation lurked in his eyes, and his tone carried a hint of caution:
"Here. This