My Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul Is Gone???

I saw the back of Ning Xuan's neck quietly split open.

The torn neck showed no blood. Instead, something seemed to writhe inside it, and in an instant it stretched out, forming a gaping mouth connected by black bones.

Terror, strangeness, and horror combined.

Everyone who saw it felt their blood run cold.

The gaping mouth was connected to more than a meter of black bones. It brandished its claws in midair until it seemed to spot Tang San.

The next moment, it lunged.

Under everyone's horrified gaze, it opened its mouth and bit directly into Tang San's body.

Then Tang San began convulsing wildly.

"Don't hurt my brother! I'll go with you!"

Xiao Wu, held by Sword Douluo Chen Xin, cried out.

But nobody paid any attention to her.

Everyone's gaze was fixed on that gaping mouth.

"What kind of monster is this?"

Countless people began discussing it.

Ning Rongrong's pupils were filled with terror.

[The system detected Ning Rongrong's fear. Emotional Value +200]

[The system detected Sword Douluo Chen Xin's shock. Emotional Value +500]

[The system detected...]

The system's voice continued to echo, but Tang San had already stopped struggling completely.

The Taotie Bone quietly returned to Ning Xuan's body.

Tang San's eyes were vacant as he looked up at the sky.

At that moment, he felt as if his entire body had been drained.

Ning Rongrong rushed over like a madwoman, shoved Ning Xuan away with all her strength, pointed at him, and cursed,

"Ning Xuan, you're a monster, not a human! What exactly did you just do to Third Brother?"

Ning Xuan smiled.

But now his smile was filled with an evil strangeness that sent a chill through everyone to their very bones.

"That's an External Soul Bone."

Sword Douluo Chen Xin suddenly spoke from beside them,

"But I've never seen such a strange External Soul Bone before. The Soul Master World really is vast and profound."

"Grandpa Sword, let's go now."

Ning Xuan turned and said.

From beginning to end, he hadn't even looked at Ning Rongrong.

He had ignored her completely.

"All right. Let's go first."

Sword Douluo Chen Xin's gaze was full of meaning.

The two left Blue Tyrant Academy and got into the carriage that had been waiting outside.

Ning Xuan said calmly,

"We don't need to go back to the sect. Just take me to the auction house."

Sword Douluo Chen Xin was a little surprised, but didn't say anything more.

Ning Xuan had given him too many surprises today.

The auction house Ning Xuan mentioned was actually one of the largest auction houses in Heaven Dou City.

He wasn't the only one with a Rest Room here. Several high-ranking members of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, including Ning Fengzhi, had rooms here too.

"Xiao Xuan, what do you plan to do next?"

Sword Douluo Chen Xin asked him.

Ning Xuan's gaze fell on Xiao Wu,

"After we enter the auction house, I'll have to trouble you to protect me, Grandpa Sword. I want to reach Soul Douluo as soon as possible."

Sword Douluo Chen Xin considered this,

"That'll do."

After all, Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts were exceedingly rare, especially ones that had taken human form. If word got out, it would probably cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.

Xiao Wu naturally knew what fate awaited her. As she listened to their conversation, she said nothing and only kept shedding tears.

The carriage soon entered the auction house.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin held Xiao Wu in one hand and followed behind Ning Xuan.

Inside the Rest Room.

Ning Xuan casually tossed her onto the floor, raised his knife, and was about to chop off her head.

Suddenly, Xiao Wu asked sorrowfully,

"Can I know what you did to Third Brother just now?"

Ning Xuan's movements halted.

Then a smile appeared on his face,

"You're about to die, and you still care about Tang San?"

Xiao Wu's smile grew even more wretched,

"Tell me..."

"All right, I'll tell you."

Ning Xuan laid the knife against her neck and said softly,

"To tell the truth, I suppose I helped him out."

"Cultivating two Martial Souls is too slow. I helped him absorb one of them, so from now on, he can focus on cultivating his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul."

Xiao Wu's eyes flew wide open.

[The system detected Xiao Wu's shock. Emotional Value +300]

Ning Xuan smiled.

His hand fell, and blood sprayed...

A red Soul Ring slowly took shape...

Blue Tyrant Academy.

"Xiao Wu..."

Tang San suddenly woke from his unconscious state, his eyes bloodshot.

"Third Brother, how are you?"

Ning Rongrong, who had been keeping watch at his bedside, cried out at once.

She was about to help Tang San sit up when he abruptly flung her away,

"This is all your fault."

Tang San's face was pale as he glared at her,

"It's all because of that good-for-nothing brother of yours."

"If not for him, Xiao Wu wouldn't have been taken away, her fate unknown, and Fatty wouldn't have died."

"So that's the good-for-nothing you were talking about?"

"Ning Rongrong, you're the good-for-nothing. You're the real culprit."

The commotion in the room startled the people outside.

In an instant, the door was pushed open, and Flender and Zhao Wuji hurried in with the others,

"Xiao San, how are you? Is there anything wrong with your body?"

Yu Xiaogang asked quickly.

"Teacher, find a way to save Xiao Wu..."

Grabbing Yu Xiaogang's arm, Tang San spoke urgently.

"Don't worry, Xiao San. We're working on a solution. But there's a problem: who exactly is Xiao Wu?"

Flender asked gravely.

Tang San jolted.

His face turned deathly pale.

Who was Xiao Wu?

He could vaguely sense the answer, but should he really say it?

But under Flender and the others' gaze,

Tang San knew that he probably had no choice but to speak.

"Xiao Wu... Xiao Wu, she..."

Tang San's face twisted with pain.

"She really must be a Hundred-Thousand-Year Transformed Soul Beast..."

Boom.

Flender and the others' bodies shuddered at the same time.

The atmosphere in the room grew unbearably heavy.

"Teacher, what's wrong?"

Tang San urged them.

"Little San, this is difficult to handle..."

Yu Xiaogang's expression was grave.

"If Xiao Wu didn't have that identity, given our standing in the Soul Master World, we might still be able to get her back from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect if we swallowed our pride."

"But Xiao Wu is a Soul Beast. That makes it truly difficult."

Setting aside the value of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Transformed Soul Beast itself,

even just the antagonism between Soul Masters and Soul Beasts gave them grounds to demand her return.

Tang San's face turned deathly pale.

"No. Nothing can happen to Xiao Wu..."

He struggled to get out of bed, but the moment he stood, his knees buckled and he fell back down.

"What's going on?"

An ominous feeling rose inexplicably in Tang San's heart.

He examined himself with his Soul Power. His face grew even paler, and even his body began to tremble.

Where was his Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul?

Why was it gone?

"Little San, what's wrong?"

Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang hurriedly asked.

At the same time, he gave Ning Rongrong a look, telling her to quickly help lift Tang San back onto the bed.

"My Martial Soul..."

Tang San sat on the bed, dazed.

"What happened to your Martial Soul?"

Flender's eyes flickered as he asked.

Ning Rongrong and the others also looked at Tang San in confusion.

"My Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul is gone..."

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