Tang San Wanted to Kill Grandmaster to Silence Him

Tang San asked Yu Xiaogang, "Teacher, does Sanpao eat white radishes every time he finishes farting... er... attacking?"

At this, a trace of bitterness appeared on Grandmaster's face. "Sanpao attacks by farting. Very few foods can rival white radishes when it comes to producing gas. After replenishing his energy with two white radishes, he can quickly recover the attacks he used up."

"That actually works?" Tang San felt like laughing, but when he saw the bitterness in Grandmaster's eyes, he dared not laugh aloud.

A distinguished master of Martial Soul Theory actually used farts to attack. How embarrassing must that have been among Soul Masters? Then again, what difference was there between Grandmaster's theories and farting?

"Luo, luo! Luo, luo!" Luo Sanpao suddenly cried out urgently.

The surrounding silence broke. A faint rustling reached Tang San's ears clearly, and a trace of a rank odor drifted through the air.

"Something venomous?" Tang San blurted out.

Tang San activated the Mysterious Heaven Skill, pushed the Purple Demon Eye to its limit, and looked toward the sound. Dimly, he seemed to make out a dark green, triangular snake head rising from a nearby bush, its eyes glowing red.

"Teacher, it's a snake!" Tang San swiftly took a fire starter from his Soul Tool and threw it toward the triangular snake head.

The fire starter burst into flame in the wind, illuminating the area as it flew through the air.

"This is bad. It looks like a Mandala Snake. With that old fellow Mang Tianchi away, let's hope it's only a ten-year one." This time, Grandmaster saw the snake's head clearly too.

Meanwhile, after absorbing the Green Lotus Core Flame, Xiao Yan had headed straight toward the outskirts of the Soul Hunting Forest. But as he passed through a quiet grove, he noticed a trace of a rank odor within it.

The odor was not strong, and it was even accompanied by a faint, sweet fragrance.

"Something venomous?" Xiao Yan's nose twitched. Reacting immediately, he opened his palm and released the Green Lotus Core Flame to drive it away, protecting himself from the poisonous fumes.

Xiao Yan held his breath and focused, carefully surveying his surroundings for a venomous creature's ambush. Instead, he heard a burst of noise. Chaotic footsteps mingled with the roars of a Soul Beast; clearly, there were Soul Masters hunting a Soul Beast nearby.

Not wanting to meddle in other people's business, Xiao Yan withdrew the Green Lotus Core Flame. He was just about to slip away in another direction when he suddenly heard someone shout:

"Little San, run!"

"Tang San and Grandmaster?" Xiao Yan hesitated. It would take little effort to go over and confirm who was fighting the Soul Beast. If it really was Tang San, helping him subdue a Soul Beast would be nothing, considering the bond they had formed over six years together.

And so Xiao Yan followed the voice through the woods. Sure enough, he saw Grandmaster and Tang San.

The Soul Beast confronting Tang San and Grandmaster was a Mandala Snake, a serpent-type Soul Beast Xiao Yan had seen in the academy's books.

Tang San suddenly let go of Grandmaster's hand and twisted in midair. He raised his left hand slightly, and a sharp black streak shot out like lightning. The Sleeve Arrow instantly struck the Mandala Snake's left eye.

Immediately afterward, the Mandala Snake lowered its head, dodging Tang San's follow-up Sleeve Arrows. Tang San inwardly lamented the missed opportunity. With a slight turn of his right hand, the short sword Grandmaster had given him appeared in his grasp.

At that critical moment, Tang San acted decisively, channeling almost all his Mysterious Heaven Skill power into the short sword. Blue light flickered in his palm, and with the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track guiding his movements, he lunged at the Mandala Snake.

At the same time, the Mandala Snake lunged at Tang San. But the instant its jaws opened, there came a wet thunk.

The short sword in Tang San's hand, a little over a foot long, plunged into the Mandala Snake's mouth. The next moment, the snake's body began trembling violently. Its tail swept fiercely toward Tang San, but he dodged it using the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.

Watching this unfold, Xiao Yan became even more certain that Tang San was not a native of this world. He was very likely a transmigrator from another plane.

Judging by the attacks Tang San had just used, however, the plane he had lived in during his previous life was probably a low-martial plane.

After putting all his strength into that final thrust, Tang San used the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to retreat swiftly. Seeing this, Grandmaster called out anxiously, "Little San, come back!"

At these words, Tang San deliberately stumbled and fell to the ground.

Tang San knew that everything he had just done had inevitably been exposed to Grandmaster. His soul did not belong to this world, and Grandmaster could not be allowed to learn any of it.

Then his only option was to kill Grandmaster to silence him.

Tang San believed that with his Silent Sleeve Arrow, he had at least a seventy percent chance of killing Grandmaster now. Besides, Grandmaster was already poisoned. Wouldn't killing him be as easy as slaughtering a chicken?

One moment, it was all reverence for his teacher-once a teacher, a father for life-and the next, he wanted the man's life. Even Han Feng, that oh-so-filial son, was probably better than Tang San, wasn't he?

Grandmaster thought nothing of it. He stepped forward and pulled Tang San to his feet, asking worriedly, "Little San, are you all right?"

At that moment, Tang San's gaze gradually turned cold as he looked at Grandmaster. He quietly raised his left wrist, exposing the tip of his Silent Sleeve Arrow.

Could Tang San be trying to kill his own teacher to silence him because of what happened while hunting that Soul Beast just now? Behind a large tree not far away, Xiao Yan watched the scene before him. His pupils contracted slightly, and disbelief filled his heart.

The name of Han Feng, that oh-so-filial son, suddenly surfaced in his mind.

"Han Feng? My head hurts." Xiao Yan muttered to himself.

"Who's hiding behind that tree?" Hearing the noise, Tang San withdrew his Silent Sleeve Arrow and looked toward Xiao Yan's hiding place.

"It's me." Xiao Yan stepped out from behind the tree.

"Xiao Yan..." Tang San had not expected to meet Xiao Yan here. He instinctively concealed the Sleeve Arrow on his wrist, not wanting Xiao Yan to discover his Tang Sect Hidden Weapons.

Grandmaster gave Tang San a tap on the head and scolded him, "Little San, why did you let go just now? Don't you know how dangerous that was? I couldn't even see you in the darkness."

Only upon hearing this did Tang San abandon the thought of killing Grandmaster.

After all, Grandmaster did not possess eyesight like his Purple Demon Eye. Tang San had also carefully studied Grandmaster's subtle expressions and felt that he was not deliberately putting on an act.

"Teacher, I was just wildly swinging the short sword you gave me. I think I happened to stab that Mandala Snake." Tang San pretended to pant heavily.

Grandmaster glanced at the Mandala Snake, whose breathing was growing weaker and weaker. His expression began to change, shifting from his earlier panic to wild joy, and he said:

"Little San, this is wonderful! We've found your Soul Ring."

"Teacher, surely you aren't suggesting I absorb this snake's Soul Ring?" Tang San looked at Grandmaster in surprise.

"Yes, I am." Grandmaster nodded earnestly.

Hearing this, Xiao Yan stepped forward and approached Grandmaster. "Grandmaster, are you truly certain that absorbing this Mandala Snake's Soul Ring is the best choice for Tang San's first Soul Ring?"

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