If He Was Trash, Then What Were You?

In everyone's gaze.

Tang San released his Martial Soul several times to test it, and finally reached a conclusion.

His Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul was truly gone.

The sensation was extremely strange. Aside from feeling somewhat weak, he had no physical discomfort at all.

It was as if he had never possessed the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul.

"What on earth is going on?"

Yu Xiaogang was utterly puzzled, stroking his beard as he thought.

"Xiaogang, have you figured something out? Hurry and tell us."

Flender asked him impatiently.

Everyone else was watching him, too.

Yu Xiaogang was a renowned Theoretical Grandmaster in the Soul Master World. Perhaps only he could work out the cause.

"There's never been a precedent for this in the Soul Master World."

Yu Xiaogang said gravely,

"But I may know who did it."

"Who?"

As soon as he said that, everyone asked in unison.

"Ning Xuan."

Yu Xiaogang's eyes flickered.

"Have you all forgotten that strange thing he did during the day?"

He remembered the terrifying, gaping maw that had suddenly grown from the back of Ning Xuan's neck during the day.

Although Sword Douluo Chen Xin had already explained that it was an External Soul Bone,

that eerie, horrifying feeling

still lingered in Yu Xiaogang's heart, refusing to fade.

"It couldn't have been him."

Unexpectedly, the first to speak up in objection was Ning Rongrong.

When she saw everyone turn to look at her,

Ning Rongrong's heart tightened, and her expression grew extremely unnatural.

"He's just a useless Auxiliary System Soul Master."

"How could he possibly have a method like that?"

"Ning Rongrong, you're still talking nonsense."

Tang San propped himself up on the bed, his eyes dark and sinister.

"If he's trash, then what are you?"

"If you hadn't kept telling us that your brother was trash, how would Fatty and the others have gotten into trouble?"

"It's come to this, and you're still calling him trash in front of us. What exactly are you up to?"

Tang San's words struck like a thunderclap.

Ning Rongrong's face turned deathly pale.

She couldn't help taking two steps back. She wanted to explain, but when she looked up, she met Flender and the others' scrutinizing gazes.

She panicked without even thinking.

"I..."

Ning Rongrong was ashen-faced and stammered,

"I don't know, either..."

"He was clearly trash... How could he suddenly become like this..."

"Right, the Immortal Herb... It must be the Immortal Herb..."

Ning Rongrong's eyes suddenly lit up, and then, in her panic, she rushed out of the room.

"Rongrong..."

Oscar worriedly started to go after her.

"Let it go. Let her go for now."

Yu Xiaogang waved his hand, his eyes flickering as he quietly took note of what Ning Rongrong had just said.

Immortal Herb?

Was it really because of the Immortal Herb?

"Teacher, what should I do? And what about Xiao Wu..."

Tang San asked.

His voice was sorrowful, filled with despair.

Xiao Wu's life or death was still unknown, and his Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul had mysteriously disappeared.

"You don't need to worry about Xiao Wu for now."

Yu Xiaogang said,

"Since she's a hundred-thousand-year-old transformed Soul Beast, according to the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls, if Ning Xuan really wants to absorb and fuse her, he'll have to wait until he breaks through to Titled Douluo first."

"So you don't need to worry about that. Xiao Wu will definitely be fine in the short term."

Tang San froze.

After thinking it over briefly, he relaxed.

That was true.

To absorb and fuse a hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring, one needed to be at least Level 90.

It seemed he'd let his worry get the better of him.

"Then, Teacher, is there any way to restore my Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul?"

Tang San continued asking.

"I don't have a way for now, either."

Yu Xiaogang shook his head.

"But the ancient texts should have some records. Give me a few days to look into them carefully. There may be a way."

"Mm, Xiaosan."

"Just rest here without worry. The most important thing is to recover first."

Flender patted him on the shoulder as he spoke.

"Once Dean Erlong returns in a few days, the three of us will go to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect together. We'll definitely be able to get Xiao Wu back."

As long as Liu Erlong returned,

the three of them could form the strongest Golden Iron Triangle, giving them some leverage in negotiations with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Besides, Liu Erlong was the future daughter-in-law of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Sect Master Ning would surely do her that favor.

"Really?"

Tang San asked, somewhat excited.

"Of course."

Yu Xiaogang nodded as well, his eyes dark.

If Liu Erlong had been at the academy today, Ning Xuan wouldn't have dared act so arrogantly.

"Then I'll leave it to you, Dean, and you, Teacher."

Tang San was deeply grateful.

Ning Xuan's body was already exceptionally strong.

On top of that, the system had strengthened his physique again a few days ago when it increased the age of his Soul Rings.

So absorbing Xiao Wu's hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring had gone smoothly, without a single mishap, and he'd successfully fused with it.

He had also successfully fused with a high-quality Soul Bone.

He obtained two Soul Skills and two Soul Bone Skills.

Eighth Soul Skill-Void, Explosive Kill

Soul Bone Skills-Invincible Golden Body, Instantaneous Teleportation

Since he had used all the Emotional Value he'd obtained yesterday to exchange for the External Soul Bone-the Taotie Bone-

Ning Xuan couldn't yet strengthen his Eighth Soul Ring.

After notifying Sword Douluo, who was waiting outside the Rest Room, he began to rest.

The night passed without incident.

The next day, Ning Xuan was woken by a violent banging on the door.

"Ning Xuan, Ning Xuan."

"Don't hide in there and play dead. Hurry up and open the door."

It was Ning Rongrong?

Hearing that imperious tone, Ning Xuan frowned.

Suppressing the irritation welling up inside him, he got dressed and opened the door.

"Ning Rongrong, what do you want?"

He stood in the doorway and said coldly.

"Give me the thing!"

Ning Rongrong's eyes were bloodshot, and she looked haggard, but her tone was still hostile and demanding.

"What thing do you want?"

Looking at her outstretched palm, Ning Xuan frowned.

"The Immortal Herb!"

Ning Rongrong said as if she were entirely in the right.

"I don't care right now whether the Immortal Herb belongs to you or the family."

"But you said before that you'd give it to me."

"What gives you the right to take it back?"

"Give it to me, now. Even a piece of trash like you managed to break through the Martial Soul Shackles. Why shouldn't I be able to?"

Ning Xuan's gaze remained calm, even indifferent.

"Then what gives me the obligation to give it to you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he tried to close the door, but Ning Rongrong grabbed the gap with both hands and held it open.

Ning Xuan only applied a little force.

Her fingers were caught in the door, and she screamed without stopping.

"Ning Xuan..."

"You bastard, you piece of trash! Let go of me..."

"Waaah..."

[The system detected Ning Rongrong's anger. Emotional Value +300]

Ning Rongrong cursed loudly outside the door.

At last, she even woke Sword Douluo Chen Xin in the next room.

"Rongrong, that's enough!"

Sword Douluo Chen Xin scolded her with a dark expression.

"Xiao Xuan, open the door. Don't crush her fingers."

Ning Xuan opened the door and stood before Ning Rongrong again.

She clutched her fingers, screaming nonstop and looking as though she were about to cry, but Ning Xuan felt no stirring of emotion.

"Ning Rongrong, if you dare act out of line again..."

"Believe me, I'll kill you."

Ning Xuan finally spoke, his voice icy cold.

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