Tang San Absorbed a Hundred-Year Soul Ring

"Zhao Wuji, is that boy really Clear Sky Douluo's son?" the Dragon Duke asked coldly.

Zhao Wuji hurriedly nodded. "He really is Clear Sky Douluo's son."

The Snake Granny slowly approached, leaning on her snake-headed staff. "So you killed my granddaughter's Man Faced Demon Spider, yet none of you seems to need its soul ring. Zhao Wuji, what is the meaning of this?"

Her icy voice reached Zhao Wuji's ears, making him shudder.

"Senior Snake Granny, Tang San asked me to kill it. I don't know what he wants to do with it either. Ask him when he gets here." Zhao Wuji promptly used Tang San as his shield.

Neither of these two was someone he could handle, so Zhao Wuji immediately backed down.

Silence settled over the clearing.

"Senior Dragon Duke, Senior Snake Granny, I was the one who wanted this soul beast killed. Unfortunately, there were some complications." Tang San walked over slowly, brimming with confidence.

"You're Tang San?" The Dragon Duke frowned at him.

"That's right," Tang San answered confidently.

"Your father is Tang Hao?" the Snake Granny asked.

"That's right," Tang San replied with confidence.

Seeing the flash of astonishment in Meng Yiran's eyes, Tang San felt immensely satisfied.

The next instant, an immense pressure enveloped Tang San.

Tang San circulated all his soul power, instantly releasing his Blue Silver Grass to resist the pressure. His Clear Sky Hammer also tried to emerge to withstand it, but Tang San held it back.

The Clear Sky Hammer was his trump card. He could not use it lightly.

Relying solely on his Blue Silver Grass, Tang San stubbornly resisted the pressure, his body bending under its weight.

The Dragon Duke and Snake Granny stared fixedly at the Blue Silver Grass, a glint of icy malice flashing through their eyes.

"Zhao Wuji, are you certain he's Tang Hao's son?" the Dragon Duke asked, his voice laced with killing intent.

Zhao Wuji shivered and hurriedly bowed. "Senior Dragon Duke, Tang San really is Clear Sky Douluo's son."

"Then where's your proof? Are we supposed to take your word for it?" The Snake Granny slammed her snake staff against the ground.

Vlad had told him that Tang San was Tang Hao's son, but he had never mentioned any proof.

Now that he had to explain himself, Zhao Wuji had no idea what to say.

"Heh." The Dragon Duke sneered, soul rings appearing around him.

"Tang San asked me to help kill the Man Faced Demon Spider. Senior Dragon Duke, this was our fault."

Before Zhao Wuji could finish, a dragon's head formed from soul power sent him flying.

Zhao Wuji only dared to defend himself with his soul power. He did not even dare release his martial soul, since doing so would be tantamount to declaring war on the Dragon Duke and Snake Granny.

Zhao Wuji endured the blow with his powerful body, blood seeping from his mouth.

Seeing Zhao Wuji in that state eased much of the Dragon Duke's anger.

He turned toward Tang San, who was firmly restrained by soul power, and asked coldly, "How dare you pretend to be Clear Sky Douluo's son?"

Tang San wanted to explain and release his second martial soul, but the powerful soul power pinned him down so completely that he had no strength to resist.

"Yiran, he's the one who stole your soul beast. How would you like to deal with him?" The Snake Granny stroked Meng Yiran's head.

Meng Yiran pondered for a while. "Wasn't he so confident he could absorb a ten-thousand-year soul beast's ring? Then make him absorb a trashy hundred-year soul beast's ring."

The Snake Granny gently stroked Meng Yiran's head. "Our Yiran really is kindhearted. Someone stole her soul beast, and she's giving him another one."

"Yiran, have you decided which soul beast?" the Snake Granny asked gently.

Meng Yiran lowered her eyes in thought, then smiled. "A shy tree. We happened to see a five-hundred-year-old shy tree on our way here."

The Snake Granny smiled and nodded. "Old man, go find it."

The Dragon Duke smiled helplessly and headed back the way they had come.

As the Dragon Duke left, the soul power surrounding Tang San dissipated.

Tang San immediately spoke. "I'm Tang Hao's son. I-"

"Grandma, he eats shit. Don't let him talk," Meng Yiran interrupted with a frown.

The Snake Granny released her soul power, enveloping Tang San once more and trapping the rest of his words in his throat.

Tang San desperately writhed, making muffled noises.

The Snake Granny ignored him.

Meng Yiran held the Snake Granny's hand. "Grandma, let me tell you, this Tang San is so disgusting..."

Meng Yiran began recounting what had just happened. The Snake Granny listened attentively, occasionally stroking Meng Yiran's head with boundless affection.

Lying motionless on the ground, Zhao Wuji wondered whether he should stop Tang San from absorbing a hundred-year soul ring, but ultimately abandoned the idea.

Better a fellow cultivator die than this poor cultivator. He wanted to live a few more years.

As for Dai Mubai, he had taken Oscar and fled the moment he heard the Dragon Duke was coming.

Before long, the Dragon Duke returned, dragging a sapling.

"Grandpa, why did you bring this little sapling? I remember there was a big shy tree," Meng Yiran asked curiously.

"That shy tree was a little too big and awkward to carry. I saw a sapling beside it that was also a shy tree, exactly two hundred years old," the Dragon Duke explained slowly.

"You lazy old man. Yiran wanted the big shy tree." The Snake Granny glared at the Dragon Duke.

"It's fine, Grandma. This one will do too," Meng Yiran said with a smile.

"Then let Tang San kill it." The Snake Granny gradually eased the soul power restraining Tang San, but continued suppressing his mouth and preventing him from releasing his martial soul.

If Tang San lashed out like a cornered dog and injured Meng Yiran, that would be troublesome. The Snake Granny was exceedingly cautious.

The Snake Granny tossed a dagger in front of Tang San.

Tang San stood on the ground, his eyes filled with pleading as muffled sounds escaped his mouth.

He raised his left hand and kept channeling soul power, trying to release his Clear Sky Hammer, but the Snake Granny's soul power held it firmly suppressed. He could not release it at all.

Frantic, Tang San pointed at his left hand, then traced the shape of a hammer in the air.

Unfortunately, neither the Dragon Duke nor the Snake Granny understood his gestures.

"Boy, you still want to resist?" the Dragon Duke asked coldly.

"If you don't kill this soul beast now, you'll die!" His cold voice rang around Tang San.

Tang San dropped to his knees with a thud and desperately kowtowed. The moment he lowered his head, a vicious gleam flashed through his eyes.

"What a spineless wretch. How could he possibly be Clear Sky Douluo's son?" the Snake Granny remarked.

"Kill it already!" The Dragon Duke pressed his dragon-headed staff against the back of Tang San's neck.

Tang San's eyes nearly spat fire. The Man Faced Demon Spider had been his to begin with. Not only had he failed to get it, but now he was being forced to absorb this worthless soul ring.

Tang San added all three of their names to his death list.

One day, I'll wipe you all out!!!

He slowly picked up the dagger and cut down the sapling.

A yellow soul ring appeared.

Tang San seethed with resentment, but the cold touch against the back of his neck forced him to suppress his anger again.

He slowly absorbed the soul ring. The process went exceptionally smoothly, without the slightest discomfort.

Seeing Tang San absorb the soul ring, Meng Yiran put her hands on her hips. "Don't steal other people's soul beasts again. This is your punishment this time."

The Snake Granny's eyes curved with her smile. "Come along. Grandma will find you a better soul beast."

"Okay."

The Dragon Duke, Snake Granny, and Meng Yiran slowly walked away, and the soul power restraining Tang San gradually vanished.

Yet Tang San remained kneeling on the ground, his eyes filled with hatred and despair.

Tang San clenched his fists and pounded the ground, venting the fury in his heart.

They all deserve to die. Zhao Wuji, Dai Mubai, Oscar, the Dragon Duke, the Snake Granny... they all deserve to die.

Zhao Wuji sprang to his feet with a kip-up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Tang San turned his head to look at Zhao Wuji. The ice in his eyes filled Zhao Wuji with fear.

"Zhao Wuji, you did a fine job." Tang San slowly stood up.

He headed toward the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest.

Zhao Wuji followed him.

After the two of them left, an enormous tail curled around the Man Faced Demon Spider's corpse and vanished in an instant.