thefictionvixens Chapter 148 Tang 3's Path to Becoming an Evil Soul Master!
Chapter 148 Tang 3's Path to Becoming an Evil Soul Master!
Chapter 148 Tang San's Path to Evil Soul Master!
Upon hearing this, Prince Xuexing suddenly looked up towards where Dugu Bo was.
When he saw the joyful scene over there, his face suddenly darkened, his smug smile vanished instantly, and even his breathing became rapid.
At the same time, Dugu Bo also noticed the gaze that Prince Xuexing was casting.
At this moment, a hint of embarrassment appeared on his face beneath the mask. He subconsciously looked away, trying his best not to look at where Prince Xuexing was.
"Avalanche, let's go!" The next second, Prince Xuexing suddenly stood up, his robes billowing in the wind, and shouted angrily.
After saying that, he stormed off in a huff.
Seeing this, Xue Beng quickly got up and followed, asking in a low voice as he hurried after them, "Uncle, are we leaving already? Shouldn't we go find that old man Dugu Bo and ask him what he means by this? How can he, as our guest advisor, be involved with Xue Qinghe?"
Upon hearing this, Prince Xuexing abruptly stopped, suppressing his anger, and said in a deep voice:
"You're still too young! Although I saved Dugu Bo's life, he's still a Title Douluo. Do you think it's appropriate for me to turn against him directly?"
At this point, he sighed helplessly, his tone softening slightly.
"Leave some room for maneuver in everything, so you can meet again in the future. Let's wait and see. I'll find a chance to talk to him privately later and see what's going on."
"Uncle, do we not need the Soul-Enhancing Pill today?" Upon hearing this, Xue Beng frowned slightly, remained silent for a moment, and still said with some displeasure.
Prince Xuexing flew into a rage, pointing his finger at Xue Beng and shouting:
"At a time like this, you're still thinking about that worthless pill?! Our most important task right now is to figure out Dugu Bo's stance! If even he sides with Xue Qinghe, all the plans we've laid out over the years will be for naught! How could my brother have given birth to such an idiot like you!"
After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and strode away without looking back.
Avalanche shrank back after being scolded, glanced resentfully at the auction house, and quickly followed.
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Shrek Academy, in a spacious room.
At this moment, the master's lower abdomen was still wrapped in thick bandages, and he sat in a wheelchair with a pale face, looking very weak.
Tang San stood quietly in front of him, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists.
"Teacher, you...you mean? Everything Ning Fengzhi said is true? My father really was the Haotian Douluo who was famous throughout the continent back then!!!" Tang San stared at the Grandmaster, his eyes somewhat dazed.
Upon hearing this, the master slowly nodded, a complex expression appearing on his pale face. He weakly raised his hand, gesturing for Tang San to come closer, and said in a weak voice, "Actually, back when you were still at Notting Academy, your father came to see me in person."
Tang San's pupils contracted sharply, and his breathing suddenly became rapid.
As he spoke, a flash of light appeared in the master's hand, and he took out a token from the soul tool he carried with him. The token was entirely golden and engraved with six lifelike patterns.
They are respectively a domineering hammer, a sharp longsword, a coiled dragon, a blooming chrysanthemum, a ghostly phantom, and a golden longsword.
"This papal decree... was given to me by your father."
He asked me to take good care of you for him.
"Father... he really is Haotian? Haotian Douluo. I was actually born into the Haotian Sect!" Others might deceive him, but Tang San knew that Grandmaster would never do so.
At this moment, he was at least certain that his father was not an ordinary person, but rather one of the most outstanding figures in the world of Soul Masters.
His second martial soul is the Clear Sky Hammer, which is known as the number one weapon martial soul in the world!
The master's expression darkened slightly, and he said calmly:
"Your Clear Sky Sect boasts two Title Douluo, the brothers Tang Xiao and Tang Hao, who once made the entire Soul Master world tremble. I remember your father was only around forty years old when he entered the Title Douluo realm. Such talent is unprecedented."
"Ning Fengzhi is right. Your father did indeed severely injure the Pope and even kill a Title Douluo from the Spirit Hall, despite only having just broken through to level ninety. Keep in mind, the Spirit Hall Pope at the time, Qian Xunji, had already surpassed level ninety-five in spirit power."
Upon hearing this, Tang San looked puzzled and couldn't help but step forward to ask, "Teacher, do you know why my father fought against the Spirit Hall?"
"I don't know either... This seems to be a secret between your Clear Sky Sect and the Spirit Hall. But what is certain is that your father and the Spirit Hall have a blood feud. It's the kind of thing that's irreconcilable." Grandmaster shook his head, leaning weakly against the back of his wheelchair.
"Teacher, why do you say that?" Tang San frowned slightly, looking puzzled.
The master's eyes narrowed slightly, his expression not very pleasant, and he said in a low voice, "Little San, do you still remember when we urgently evacuated from Soto City and came to this Tiandou City?"
Upon hearing this, Tang San nodded, a hint of reminiscence flashing in his eyes.
The master continued, each word spoken with unusual heaviness: "The reason we had to evacuate in such a hurry was because the Spirit Hall came knocking on our door, wanting to eliminate you. Fortunately, your father appeared in time, which allowed us to escape successfully and arrive at Heaven Dou City."
Upon hearing this, Tang San's expression changed drastically. The image of the blood-red giant hammer that appeared in the sky when he left Soto City immediately flashed into his mind. Wasn't that his Clear Sky Hammer?
At this moment, his fingers trembled slightly as he finally understood that the earth-shattering commotion that day was actually his father fighting to protect him.
"I never imagined that my father had been protecting me in secret all along." Tang San was slightly moved.
The master smiled and said, "Little San, in a sense, although your father has never come out to meet you, he has always been by your side."
"Teacher, what do you mean by this?" Tang San asked, puzzled.
A strange smile appeared on the master's face as he said, "I heard about this from Flander. Do you remember when you first arrived at Shrek Academy, Zhao Wuji made things difficult for you, and the next day he looked bruised and battered?"
Upon hearing this, Tang San suddenly stood up and instantly realized that his father had been by his side all these years.
"Teacher, do you know where my mother is?" Tang San suddenly seemed to have thought of something, his voice trembling slightly as he pressed for an answer.
The master shook his head, paused, and said in an even lower voice:
"I don't know. But I think... it's very likely that, as Ning Fengzhi said, your mother has already died at the hands of the Spirit Hall."
"Otherwise, why would the Spirit Hall be so determined to wipe you out?"
Upon hearing this, Tang San's eyes turned bloodshot, he gasped for breath, clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles cracking, and said, "The Spirit Hall... has already chosen a path to death!"
Seeing Tang San's agitated state, Grandmaster quickly reached out and pressed his trembling shoulders, comforting him, "Little San, don't get agitated. What you need to do now is improve your strength as quickly as possible. Otherwise, if the Spirit Hall comes knocking again..."
Upon hearing the master say that he should improve his strength as quickly as possible, a glint of light flashed in Tang San's eyes. He seemed to have thought of something and silently replied:
"To improve one's strength as quickly as possible?"
"Fastest? What's the fastest method? Devouring? Eight Spider Lances!"
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