Duel of Tang Sect Hidden Weapons! The Deterrence of Soul Tools

"It has already been submitted. With your talent, Master, it should be approved very soon."

"Thank you, Saintess!"

Yu Xiaogang bent at the waist until he was nearly at a ninety-degree angle.

Bing Jiu rolled her eyes. These two really were brothers, practically cast from the same mold.

Ning Fengzhi took a sip of tea and looked at Tang San. "Little brother, do you still have the hidden weapons you gave Rongrong before?"

"Of course."

A hint of delight appeared in Tang San's eyes. Before this, he had always lacked a way to earn Gold Soul Coins. Now, both the Spirit Hall Saintess and the master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect were here.

Once he showed them the power of his hidden weapons, making Gold Soul Coins pour in would no longer be a dream!

As he thought this, Tang San demonstrated hidden weapons such as the Silent Sleeve Arrow and the Godly Zhuge Crossbow. Ning Fengzhi applauded in praise.

"Good, truly excellent weapons. Little brother, I would like to order one thousand sets from you!"

"One thousand sets!"

Tang San's eyes widened with joy. One set cost ten thousand Gold Soul Coins, and his net profit was five thousand per set. For one thousand sets, his income would immediately reach five million Gold Soul Coins!

As expected of Rongrong's father—he really was rich. Though... he was indeed quite easy to fool.

Tang San smiled and turned to look at the silent Bing Jiu beside him. Seeing that she had not spoken of making a purchase, he asked in confusion.

"Saintess, aren't you going to order some hidden weapons from me?"

"There's no need."

Bing Jiu shook her head. "Spirit Hall has no shortage of divine weapons and sharp arms. There are also plenty like yours, so we have no need for them."

"Oh?"

Tang San narrowed his eyes and wiped the corner of his lips.

That shouldn't be possible... Based on his understanding of this world, there were currently no highly destructive weapons like Tang Sect Hidden Weapons. How could Spirit Hall have them?

Could they truly be even stronger than Tang Sect Hidden Weapons?!

No, that wasn't right!

Tang San shook his head. Tang Sect Hidden Weapons had been among the very best even in his own world. In this world, they had to be as well!

Tang Sect Hidden Weapons had always been invincible under heaven!

Thinking this, he curled his lips into a faint smile.

Bing Jiu, you were just playing hard to get.

"Since that is the case, Saintess, do you dare make a wager with me?"

"Oh? A wager?"

Bing Jiu curled her lips. "What do you want to bet on?"

"As the Saintess of Spirit Hall, you must be carrying weapons like that on you. In that case, why don't we compare them?"

Tang San picked up the Godly Zhuge Crossbow. "We'll use this hidden weapon to compare the destructive power of our weapons with Spirit Hall's weapons. How about it?"

"Brat, you're courting your own—"

"Hey, Tuoba Xi, don't interrupt."

Bing Jiu rubbed her nose, barely managing to stop herself from laughing. After coughing lightly a few times, she put on a serious expression.

"Sure. So what are the stakes?"

Tang San smiled faintly, his mind rapidly calculating. After pondering for a long while, he finally spoke.

"If I win, Saintess, you will buy two thousand sets of my Tang Sect Soul Tools at double the price."

Double the price! And two thousand sets!

Forty million Gold Soul Coins!

Did he really think Spirit Hall's money was blown in by the wind?!

Tuoba Xi was so furious that his fists cracked. He wanted nothing more than to tear Tang San apart on the spot.

Bing Jiu was somewhat interested instead. She clapped her hands. "Fine, I accept. However..."

Bing Jiu's gaze swept over Tang San's waist.

Tang San froze, nearly clamping his legs shut so Bing Jiu would not notice the strange reaction between them.

"I want the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges at your waist."

"Ah? Saintess, you... you want this?"

Tang San pointed at his waist in shock, looking disappointed.

Why wasn't it what he had thought...

"That's right, Tang San. You may not know this, but the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges originally had a matching Soul Tool, didn't it, Master?"

Bing Jiu turned to Yu Xiaogang and tapped the ring on her hand, her tone chillingly cold.

"Isn't that right?"

"...Yes."

Master hurriedly wiped the sweat from his forehead, secretly relieved that Bing Jiu had not exposed all that messy business between him and Bibi Dong. Otherwise, how embarrassing would that have been?

"Fine. Since Saintess is being so straightforward, I agree as well."

"No time to lose. Let's go to the training grounds now!"

Everyone followed Tang San to the training grounds.

Tang San raised the Godly Zhuge Crossbow in his hand and aimed at targets ten meters away. With a click, he pulled the trigger.

Several sharp whistles tore through the air.

The eight targets standing ten meters away all collapsed in an instant. Every target was filled with crossbow bolts, so deeply embedded that they could not even be pulled out by force.

"Excellent!"

Everyone applauded and praised the sight.

Listening to the ceaseless praise around him, Tang San's face was full of pride.

"My Tang Sect Soul Tool, the Godly Zhuge Crossbow, can not only strike targets ten meters away. Even within a hundred meters, it can break through the protective aura of a Soul King-level Soul Master."

As he spoke, he turned toward Bing Jiu and snorted coldly.

"Saintess, I wonder, can your weapon compare to my Tang Sect Hidden Weapons?"

"Watch closely. Tuoba Xi, stand one hundred meters away."

"Yes."

Bing Jiu gathered her hair beneath her hairband, coiling her beautiful white locks into a bun without the slightest hint of panic.

As Bone Douluo watched Bing Jiu tie up her hair, that familiar feeling grew stronger and stronger.

"Jiujiu?"

"Hm?"

Ning Fengzhi turned around. "Uncle Bone, what did you just say?"

"Oh, nothing. I was just spacing out."

Gu Rong rubbed his chin and sighed.

Though it felt like making a mountain out of a molehill, he should still tell Old Sword about this.

Tuoba Xi had already walked a hundred meters away and called out to Bing Jiu.

Bing Jiu responded, then turned toward the crowd with a faint smile. "Watch carefully, everyone."

As she spoke, Bing Jiu rolled up her sleeve, revealing half of her slender arm.

She tapped the Jade Beauty Flute on her hand. Immediately, a round iron cylinder roughly twenty centimeters long and ten centimeters wide appeared before everyone.

Everyone was startled by the sight and could not help letting out a chorus of derision.

Tang San nearly laughed out loud.

If not for preserving Bing Jiu's dignity, he would have slapped his thigh by now.

This piece of trash dared compare itself to his invincible Tang Sect Hidden Weapons? It was simply wishful—

Boom!

With a thunderous explosion, the people who had been calm just moments ago felt a chilling aura of slaughter sweep across their bodies. Their ears rang without pause.

Cold sweat instantly soaked their backs.

Flender staggered back several steps. Tang San and the other students whose cultivation was below Soul King level were even knocked to the ground by the shockwave.

In disbelief, everyone got up and abruptly opened their eyes. Yet when they saw the scene before them, they could not help widening their eyes. Their lips trembled, but they could not utter a single word.

Tang San looked as if he had eaten shit. "How is that possible?!"

"How... is it not possible?"

Bing Jiu flicked the small iron tube in her hand. One purple and two black soul rings shone brilliantly around her.

In the distance, at a point one hundred meters away, the academy grounds had been blasted into a massive crater. Flying sand and shattered stones erupted as thick smoke and flames shot dozens of meters into the air!

This level of destructive power was no weaker than the large cannons of the two great empires!

Moreover, the two were not even in the same weight class!