Chapter 273: Tang San: We’re Relatives, After All. If You Won’t Help Me, Then Go Die

Two days ago in the Star Luo Empire, a blue-haired young man had arrived. His face was handsome yet appeared extremely evil; his four limbs were intact. After escaping from Spirit Hall that day, Tang Hao had taken Tang San back to Xiao Wu’s hiding place. At Tang San’s request, Xiao Wu had captured some low-cultivation soul masters for Tang San to consume. At first, Xiao Wu had refused, but she could not withstand Tang San’s pleading. On second thought, humans kill soul beasts, and soul beasts kill humans, isn’t that normal? Thus, she let go of her already not-so-high bottom line and captured soul masters for her Third Brother, who was nearly a hundred thousand years younger than her. With the supplement of life force and energy, after Tang San had recovered some of his strength, he had surprisingly and slowly healed himself with the Blue Silver Emperor’s "wildfire cannot burn it all, the spring breeze blows and it grows again" soul bone skill. This made one have to praise the healing ability of the Blue Silver Emperor soul bone. From this aspect, even the Nine Heart Begonia, hailed as the number one healing-type martial soul on the entire continent, could not compare. After all, the Nine Heart Begonia did not have the effect of regenerating severed limbs. Hiss, thinking of it this way, if the Blue Silver Grass didn’t absorb some snakes and spiders, but instead some life-system soul beast soul rings, its future would be simply limitless. Of course, this was not to say that the Blue Silver Bind was not good. Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang’s eye for things was definitely one of the best on the continent. However, on the other side, Tang Hao did not have such a blessed fortune as Tang San. The Clear Sky Hammer could only be used to swing at people, not to suck them into dregs. After having an arm cut off by Shen An and detonating five soul rings, he had fainted immediately after barely escaping. Later, under the healing skill of Tang San’s Blue Silver Emperor soul bone, he had recovered slightly. His consciousness had cleared a little, but his face was one of loneliness as he said that his lifetime of soul power had already dropped below the Soul Sage level. It was shameful to say that at that moment, Tang San was very disappointed. How could Tang Hao, without the strength of a Titled Douluo, still protect him? At the same time, he couldn’t help but think, the qi, blood, and life force of a Titled Douluo, to what extent could it raise him? Hiss! What great filial piety, how utterly treacherous. Then Tang Hao said again that an ordinary Soul Douluo probably couldn’t kill him. Tang San’s filial piety returned. He said that as long as he had a peerless spirit grass, he could combine it with the Blue Silver soul bone to heal Tang Hao’s injuries to a certain extent and recover some strength. Thus, Tang Hao couldn’t help but think of the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng, the family heirloom of the Agility Clan that his uncle-in-law Bai He had once mentioned. We’re relatives, after all. Now that I am in trouble, it’s not too much for you to give me one Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng, right? This debt of gratitude, we, the Tang family father and son, will surely remember it in our hearts. As for when to repay it? Next time, definitely next time. At this time, Tang San’s heart was fiery. He had already learned of the relationship between the four single-attribute sects and the Clear Sky Sect. The purpose of his trip was not just to get the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng, but also to recruit the single-attribute sects for his own use. The pharmacy of the Breaking Clan, the construction of the Defense Clan, the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng of the Agility Clan—they were all good things. Especially the Breaking Clan, it coincided perfectly with his poisons. As for what to do if he couldn’t subdue them? Hah, with the attitude of that old dog Titan towards him, from this, one can infer that the other three clans should also be his Tang family’s dogs. Just loyal dogs. He just needed to lower himself, coax them a few times, and then draw them a big pancake, and it would be fine. "Shen An, you just wait for me. After I subdue the four sects first and develop all the hidden weapons and poisons from my past life, then I will go to that treasure land my father spoke of. With my Eight Spider Lances, when I come out, I will be a Titled Douluo. How can you fight me!" Tang San’s face was full of confidence, clearly immersed in his own amazing plan. After all, his lineage had always been famous on the continent for its worldly wisdom! ——— Niu Gao at this moment felt incomparably dreamlike. He was a pure defense Soul Douluo and had even used his trump card, the eighth soul skill ’Plate-Armor Defense’. One must know, even if a Titled Douluo came, he had the confidence to take a few hits head-on. But how could Niu Gao know that Shen An’s luxurious soul rings meant his various attributes were already on par with those above a Soul Douluo and below a Titled Douluo? Especially in the two aspects of attack and speed, he had even reached above a Titled Douluo. What’s more, within the Sword Domain, a soul master like Niu Gao who had no domain was suppressed, while Shen An’s attributes and sword qi power were enhanced. For the ultimately sharp Nine Leaf Sword Grass to break through Niu Gao’s eighth soul skill was not surprising. The Plate-Armor Defense had been broken. The Nine Leaf Sword Grass did not lose its momentum and transformed into the sharpest sword light, stabbing straight at Niu Gao’s head. "Ah-hah! Sixth Soul Skill, Plate-Armor Grapple!" Niu Gao let out a low shout. His hands, which were like they were covered in a thick layer of rhinoceros hide, emitted a gray light. He suddenly brought them together, catching the Nine Leaf Sword Grass between his palms. Under the effect of his Martial Soul True Body, this blow was like mountains colliding, firmly pressing down on the azure sword light. A look of joy appeared on Niu Gao’s face. I’ve blocked it. But the next moment his face changed. The sword qi that had gathered on the Nine Leaf Sword Grass from all directions in the Sword Domain suddenly erupted! Boom! The gray light in his hands dissipated. One after another, sword wounds appeared on his broad palms and were constantly expanding, as if being cut by ten thousand sword blades. An intense, sharp pain continuously assaulted his mind. "Stop for me!!!" This severe pain instead stimulated Niu Gao’s ferocity. He once again activated his sixth soul skill without regard for his soul power. But this erupting sword qi was not just attacking Niu Gao alone. This sword qi, like a tornado, impacted the surroundings. Swish swish swish! Heart-pounding sounds of cutting and miserable cries were heard. The clansmen of the Defense Clan surrounding Niu Gao simply could not withstand this rampant sword qi. First, they were chopped into minced meat and broken bones, then they turned into a cloud of blood mist. Even Niu Gao, whose entire mind was invested in dealing with this blow, smelled this miserable, bloody stench. He subconsciously diverted his mind and looked around with his peripheral vision. In an instant, his ox-like eyes widened, almost as if they would split open. The clansmen he had brought had all died just like that. Among them was his own son! At this moment, he finally experienced the pain of Yang Wudi losing his son. "Ah! Shen An! I will cut you into a thousand pieces and chop you into meat paste!" Niu Gao roared like a mad ox. His mind occupied by anger, for a moment he actually ignored the Nine Leaf Sword Grass in his hands. Crack! Anyone who ignores the Nine Leaf Sword Grass will pay the price. One of Niu Gao’s arms suddenly fell off, and blood gushed out like his life depended on it. But he didn’t care, rushing towards Shen An like a mad ox. At the side, Bai He was already scared out of his wits and actually had no thought of helping Niu Gao at all. ’Escape! Escape! Escape! I am the clan master of the Agility Clan! I cannot let the Agility Clan be buried here!’ At this moment, Bai He fully utilized his pure agility speed and led his clansmen to run out of the Sword Domain. The uninjured Niu Gao couldn’t even touch Shen An, let alone now that he had a severed arm. Shen An trod on the void, a faint sword qi supporting him from below. Under the drive of the "Sword Control" soul skill, the Nine Leaf Sword Grass was like a ferocious azure python, constantly swimming around Niu Gao, continuously striking his vital points, wanting to devour him! Niu Gao leaped up again and again, yet couldn’t even touch the corner of Shen An’s clothes. Instead, he was chopped by the fierce Nine Leaf Sword Grass until his flesh burst open and his white bones were visible. "This old thing is really hard to kill," Shen An couldn’t help but mutter. The massive loss of blood gradually calmed Niu Gao down. The anger in his heart actually disappeared completely. At this moment, it was filled with despair and a sense of powerlessness. ’Why did I have to provoke this monster?’ Niu Gao cried out in his heart, but things had already come to this point and could not be undone. Not just the elites of the Defense Clan, but he himself would also have to leave his life here. ’Mmm!’ Niu Gao’s eyes suddenly swept over to Tom and Jerry. A fierce intent was once again ignited in his heart. I can’t kill Shen An, but can’t I still kill a cat and a mouse? At worst, I’ll risk this old life of mine for a one-for-one trade. Niu Gao directly turned around. Jerry leaped onto Tom’s head, pointing at Niu Gao in terror. To see Jerry’s action on his head, Tom forcibly made his two eyes bulge out and then take a turn. Then, following the direction Jerry was pointing, he saw the blood-covered Niu Gao rushing over without any regard. "Ahhh!" Tom jumped up with a start. What to do, what to do. Then, a golden lightbulb appeared above his head. He pulled out a red cape from behind his back. Tom the Matador has entered the stage! When Niu Gao saw the red cape, his reason seemed to disappear completely, and he charged at the red cloth without any regard. In mid-air, Shen An froze. Well now, a rhinoceros also counts as a bull. Once Tom gets on another account, his skill level is basically the highest in the industry, world-class. Niu Gao charged left and right, yet couldn’t touch Tom in the slightest. Gradually, with the loss of blood and soul power, he became weaker and weaker, and even the force of his charges became slow. Shen An shook his head slightly. "Stop playing, Tom. Leave the rest to me." Immediately, his right hand grasped the longsword and slashed out! The sword light shone upon the empty sky, turning it from blue to azure. Crack! One sword, one beheading. The pure defense Soul Douluo, Niu Gao, thus met his end. The elites of the Defense Clan were all buried here. As for the Agility Clan, Shen An knew that Bai He had taken a few people and run away, but he didn’t care. With Niu Gao’s entanglement, plus the fact that Bai He was bent on escaping, he was indeed not easy to kill. Especially that speed, an ordinary Titled Douluo could not match it. We’ll just kill him on the side when we meet again by fate in the future. Looking at the land that had been ravaged by the sword qi and now looked like a sheet of devastation, Shen An stroked his chin and said to himself, "Now, within the borders of Star Luo, no one should dare to jump in my face, right?" Frankly speaking, Shen An was very annoyed with fighting all day long. Daily cat-teasing was the proper path. Shen An did not bury Niu Gao’s body. For someone who wanted to kill him, Shen An did not have that kind of bodhisattva heart. Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it was five days later. His fame value once again welcomed a surge. The matter of the Defense and Agility clans besieging Shen An had already spread within a small circle. The result was one clan annihilated, one clan fled. The reputation of these two clans was not small. After all, they had a Soul Douluo presiding over them. But now, they had all been converted into Shen An’s fame. The greatly weakened Agility Clan. Bai He, from the last battle, had not yet recovered from his injuries. Shen An’s sword qi was too domineering. The Agility Clan was poor again. Where would they get the money to hire a healing-type soul master? Bai He could only choose to endure it. At this time, Bai He looked at the remaining clansmen, his heart full of regret. He had taken nine Soul Kings, and only three had survived. His own granddaughter, Bai Chenxiang, had been somewhat bewitched recently. Having witnessed the death of her clansmen with her own eyes yet being powerless, at this moment she was immersed in cultivation every day. "Reporting to the clan master, a young man has come to visit, saying he is the descendant of an old friend." A clansman came before Bai He and said. Bai He’s heart subconsciously tightened. Usually, no one came to visit the Agility Clan. A young man, could it be that Shen An wanted to come and wipe them out completely? But hearing the two words "old friend," he relaxed a little. After all, if Shen An really wanted to come and annihilate the clan, he probably wouldn’t be so polite. A short while later, Bai He sat on the main seat of the slightly shabby hall. A young man with blue hair walked in. "This junior, Tang San, greets Uncle-Grandfather," Tang San bowed slightly, appearing very polite. At the same time, his pair of eyes sized up the surroundings. He was slightly surprised. Along the way, not only did this Agility Clan look sad, but in terms of environment, it was even shabbier than Shrek Academy. And why did that Bai He exude a sense of weakness? ’Uncle-Grandfather?’ Bai He was surprised that Tang San’s hands and feet were intact. But after all, he had seen many great storms, so his face did not change in the slightest. "It seems Tang Hao has told you everything," the old man sighed slightly. Having a relative relationship, Bai He was slightly close to Tang San. The old and the young thus began to chat. When he learned that Tang San wanted to establish the Tang Sect and hoped to get the help of the four single-attribute sects, and guaranteed that the Tang Sect would be absolutely independent of the four sect masters, Bai He couldn’t help but smile bitterly one after another. After half an incense stick’s time, Tang San’s fists were lightly clenched, his chest heaving irregularly. It was clear his mood was somewhat uneven. ’Shen An, it’s Shen An again! You can actually press down on a Soul Douluo and beat them?* An overwhelming sense of powerlessness rose in Tang San’s heart. Shen An was simply a nightmare to him. No matter how hard he tried, he could never catch up. "Uncle-Grandfather, do you really not want to avenge the deceased clansmen of the Agility Clan?" Tang San said with some righteous indignation, as if it were his own clansmen who had died. A trace of gratification flashed in Bai He’s eyes. This child’s character is quite good. To care so much about his kin’s bloodline. Then he decisively shook his head. "I don’t want to. I’m preparing to take the Agility Clan and find a place to live in seclusion." An evil intent arose in Tang San’s eyes. We are all relatives. You actually don’t want to help me. "Then this junior has another presumptuous request. My father, Tang Hao, is heavily injured. May I ask for your noble clan’s Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng? This great kindness, Tang San will surely remember it in his heart." Bai He’s heart tightened. ’How does Tang San know of the existence of the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng? This is truly a presumptuous request.’ In the original novel, Bai He gave the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng to Tang San because he saw his potential, plus they had already joined the Tang Sect as a whole. But now, he had already decided to live in seclusion. The Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng would be the foundation for the Agility Clan’s survival. How could he just give it away for free? Besides, "this great kindness, you will surely remember it in your heart." So you’re planning to get it for free? We’ve only just met, and we’re distant relatives. We’re not that close, okay? Bai He considered for a moment and said, "Do you have money? If you can give me five hundred thousand gold soul coins, I can sell it to you. The Agility Clan also needs to survive." To be honest, Bai He was already being very generous. A spiritual medicine like the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng was hard to compare even to an immortal-grade immortal herb. It could absolutely not be measured by money. For Bai He to be willing to sell it for five hundred thousand gold soul coins was indeed a cabbage price. It was only because Tang San was a relative, plus he had made up his mind to live in seclusion. Otherwise, where would Tang San get such a bargain? Tang San froze. How could he have so many gold soul coins? What’s more, he had originally planned for a zero-yuan purchase and a wave of getting it for free. A killing intent brewed deep in his demonic blue eyes. We are all relatives. I’m asking you, yet you actually won’t help. Old thing, you have chosen the path to death! However, Tang San decided to give Bai He another chance. "Uncle-Grandfather, my father’s injuries are severe after he got hurt. Only a wondrous item like the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng has a chance to help him recover. Please just help us, father and son." Tang San’s eyes turned red, and tears welled up as he looked at Bai He. At the same time, his body moved a step closer. This was a distance that Tang San had calculated, just enough for the Eight Spider Lances to erupt instantly. Who would think that a distant relative they had just met would make a ruthless move on them? Tang San was secretly pleased that he had deeply grasped the essence of the Tang Sect’s assassination techniques. Bai He also smiled bitterly. "You’ve also seen the situation of the Agility Clan. Survival is difficult. Besides, the Clear Sky Sect is the number one great sect under heaven. Your father is in trouble. You should logically go to the Clear Sky Sect." "Uncle-Grandfather, is there really no possibility of lending me the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng?" Tang San’s tone was deep. "If you have gold soul coins that can solve the survival problem of my Agility Clan, you can take the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng." Tang San suddenly smiled, and said somewhat mysteriously, "Why need gold soul coins? I have my own way to solve the survival problem of the Agility Clan. I guarantee that the Agility Clan will have no worries for ten thousand generations." "Oh?" "Uncle-Grandfather, please lean your ear over. This method is a priceless treasure and cannot be heard by outsiders." Bai He curiously leaned forward. Who would be on guard against their own grand-nephew? "Uncle-Grandfather, this method is like this: it will be fine if the Agility Clan is exterminated today!" Tang San said, in the gentlest of tones, the most sinister of words. Eight strange, thick, long lances unfolded from both sides of his body, like the fierce claws and teeth of a monster, and suddenly stabbed towards Bai He. The two were so close, and Tang San’s attack was so sudden and full of... With Bai He’s reaction, he could only protect his body with his soul power. Logically speaking, even if Bai He was not good at defense, the soul power of a Soul Douluo was enough to deal with a low-level soul master. But the Eight Spider Lances were sharp and hard to block. That layer of soul power was like thin paper. With a swish, it plunged into Bai He’s body. "You~" Bai He looked at this so-called grand-nephew of his in disbelief. He wanted to mobilize his soul power to resist, but not only could he not mobilize it, he instead felt his soul power, along with his life force, rapidly draining away. His old face had turned a purplish-black. The Eight-Spider poison was a nearly unsolvable poison! "Uncle-Grandfather, am I right? If the Agility Clan is exterminated, then naturally there is no need to worry about the danger of survival. Thus, no worries for ten thousand generations." Tang San said, somewhat intoxicated. The flesh, blood, and soul power of a Soul Douluo were actually so wonderful. It made his cultivation, which had been gained through hunting soul masters and soul beasts these past few months, rise again. Wonderful, ah, wonderful! Despair was revealed in Bai He’s eyes. He saw the six soul rings that had risen behind Tang San! A Soul Emperor, actually a Soul Emperor! After he dies, how can this Agility Clan resist? "There’s a great enemy! Run quickly! Go find Yang Wudi!!!" Bai He, from who knows where, surged with strength. Under the erosion and devouring of the Eight Spider Lances, he could still let out this hysterical roar. "Who dares to harm our clan master!" One after another, slightly thin figures rushed over not long after, and more people came one after another. At this time, Bai He had already been sucked until he was old and withered. He wanted to open his mouth to remind his clansmen to run quickly, but his weak body couldn’t muster a trace of strength. His old eyes were cloudy. He could only warn his clansmen with a look of near despair. "Grandpa!" Bai Chenxiang’s beautiful eyes were filled with tears. She let out a mournful cry and then looked at Tang San with anger, but was stopped by the clansmen beside her. The Soul King clansman said in a deep voice, "Young Miss, this person is not simple. He is a Soul Emperor. Let the three of us go!" As he spoke, the three Soul Kings of the Agility Clan immediately rushed up. Relying on their pure agility speed, they swiftly sent their heads over. "Run quickly! Go to the Breaking Clan and find Yang Wudi!!!" Bai He’s voice was now barely audible. "Want to run? How laughable!" Tang San smiled evilly. The Eight Spider Lances pounced at the members of the Agility Clan with a strange speed. Flowers of blood bloomed on the clan grounds of the Agility Clan. With Tang San’s hidden weapon techniques, it was too easy to kill people whose realm was lower than his own. Star Luo City. Dai Weishi, in magnificent clothes, was waiting for something at the city gate. Dai Mubai was hiding in Star Dou and dared not come back. Zhu Zhuqing had publicly announced that she was giving up the imperial struggle. At this time, he was still the first-in-line heir of the Star Luo Empire. Soon, he saw the figure he had been waiting for. Dai Weishi’s eyes lit up. This kind of person, as long as I can recruit him, my position as crown prince will be basically stable. As for the threat of Spirit Hall, what a joke. The Star Luo Empire was already at odds with Spirit Hall. What else was there to care about? "Shen An, we met at the Soul Master Tournament. I am the Crown Prince of the Star Luo Empire, Dai Weishi," Dai Weishi said with confidence. The status of royalty, especially the royalty of the Star Luo Empire, was a very hot commodity. Shen An scanned over and gave a soft "mmm," which could be considered giving some face to the local snake of Star Luo. He had already decided to temporarily reside in Star Luo City for a while to avoid some riff-raff and at the same time consolidate what he had learned. Naturally, he would not go against the local snake. On the other hand, Dai Weishi’s face sank slightly. With his status as the Crown Prince of Star Luo, to come out to greet him was a show of great importance, yet Shen An was so arrogant. "Shen An, are you not curious about my purpose for coming?" Dai Weishi pressed. "Your Highness the Crown Prince, I only wish to temporarily reside in Star Luo City for a while. I have no other thoughts," Shen An naturally knew what these royals were thinking. It was nothing more than wanting to recruit him. Dai Weishi’s face was gloomy. He had come out full of confidence, preparing to recruit him, but had been rejected before even opening his mouth. He immediately wanted to threaten him a couple of times to show off his majesty as the Crown Prince of Star Luo when a servant hurriedly came over and whispered in his ear. This so-called whispering naturally could not be hidden from Shen An’s now extraordinary perception. He looked over with some surprise. As expected of the Star Luo imperial family. They have an extraordinary control over the territory of Star Luo. I had just arrived in Star Luo City, and the other party already knew what had happened at Plum Slope. Dai Weishi’s pupils shrank. This Shen An, is he really from the same Soul Master Tournament as me? How much time has passed, and he can actually kill a Soul Douluo? And it was the pure defense, most difficult to kill, Niu Gao. "Haha, this Crown Prince is best at making friends. If you have any matters in Star Luo City, you can find this Crown Prince for anything. I will cover it all." Dai Weishi immediately changed his tune, his tone slightly trembling. That was out of fear. A common man in a rage could shed blood for ten paces. It was not a joke. He finally understood where Spirit Hall’s wariness of Shen An came from. "Oh? Is that so? Can you find me a large mansion? One with a good environment." Shen An was also not polite and climbed up the pole as it was offered. The matter of buying a house, the local snake would definitely know better. Dai Weishi’s tiger body shook. No, I was just saying it casually. You fcking just brought it up directly.* "Yes, yes. This Crown Prince has a mansion that has been vacant. I see that we get along very well. I might as well just gift it to you," Dai Weishi’s smile was a bit forced. That night, Shen An moved into the mansion that Dai Weishi had mentioned. He wanted to pay, but Dai Weishi wouldn’t take it no matter what. A young expert comparable to a Soul Douluo, versus mere gold soul coins—Dai Weishi could still distinguish which was more important. If recruiting him didn’t work, forming a good relationship was also good. Looking at the departing figure of Dai Weishi, Shen An suddenly thought of another crown prince friend of his. He wondered how he had been lately.