Douluo: Did you move Danta here?

Chapter 472 The Final Attempt

Upon hearing this, Ma Hongjun lowered his head, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked. He understood, of course, that this method of improving strength would deplete his potential, but the contemptuous looks from Walton and the others were simply unbearable.

Moreover, it's possible that he won't even encounter the Phoenix Sunflower on the day he dies. If that's the case, experiencing near-peak cultivation and strength before death would be a good choice.

"Tang San, tell me honestly, what are the chances of finding the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower?"

Tang San's gaze narrowed slightly. It seemed that the other party had realized that he had been making excuses for him, but now there was no need to hide it anymore.

"Not really. All the immortal herbs are divine things that defy the creation of heaven and earth and are hard to come by. If they are not found in the volcanic cluster east of the town, then I can't think of anywhere else on the entire continent that would be suitable for the growth of the Phoenix Sunflower."

"Oh, I knew it."

Ma Hongjun chuckled self-deprecatingly, but he didn't blame Tang San. At least the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower wasn't something the other party had made up that only existed in his imagination.

After a long while, Ma Hongjun raised his head again, his eyes filled with longing as he looked at Tang San.

"Tang San, you should be able to convert that person's corpse into energy to help me improve my cultivation, right?"

Tang San was overjoyed. As long as the other party experienced a rapid increase in strength once, he was confident that he could keep the other party at his beck and call forever. However, although he thought this way, he still needed to put on a show.

"Fatty, are you confused? Although this method can quickly improve your strength, relying on it too much will only have a negative impact on the future. Why don't you just cultivate steadily?"

"No, you should know about my problem with evil fire. If it weren't for the so-called Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower, I don't know how much longer I could live. I might as well experience the feeling of being powerful before that happens."

Ma Hongjun shook his head. Even though he had a vague suspicion that Tang San hadn't brought him to the Killing Town with good intentions, he felt that as long as he was completely tied to the other party, Tang San would still give him a lot of benefits.

"Sigh, is it because of something your subordinates said? You didn't have this idea a while ago. If it were me, I would punish those people."

"Part of the reason is because of them, but that's not the main reason. I don't want to die as just a Soul Emperor."

Tang San looked directly at Ma Hongjun and saw a hint of determination in his eyes. He realized that these were the other party's true feelings.

With a long sigh, Tang San looked at Ma Hongjun with feigned sincerity and said:

"Hey, Fatty, I don't know if bringing you to Kill Town was the right or wrong decision."

"What's the point of saying all this now, Tang San? Come on, I'm ready."

Ma Hongjun's words dispelled Tang San's last doubts, and he turned and slowly walked towards Niu Lei's corpse, with Tang San following closely behind.

Arriving beside the charred corpse, Tang San released his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul and used his fifth soul skill to create vines that pierced into the body. The vines began to pulsate like blood vessels once again.

"Fatty, although this person had extraordinary cultivation in life, his internal organs have now been burned away, leaving only the remaining soul power in his body for you to absorb. The improvement he brings you may be greatly reduced."

Upon hearing this, Ma Hongjun nodded knowingly, indicating that he understood.

"It's alright, there will be plenty of battles to come, we can make up for it later."

"Okay, I'll begin then." "Go ahead."

During the conversation, the Blue Silver Grass vines completed the absorption of Niu Lei's remaining essence and soul power. After Tang San retracted the vines, he directly pierced Ma Hongjun's body, and at the same time, his sixth soul skill was slowly unleashed.

Ma Hongjun felt a sharp pain in his waist, followed by a surge of energy that swept through his limbs and bones. The sudden comfort almost made the fat man cry out.

"Absorb the soul power, leave the rest to me."

The sudden sound woke the fat man from his reverie, and Ma Hongjun, as instructed, began to absorb the soul power that was constantly flowing into his body.

He had only recently broken through to the Soul Emperor level and obtained a Soul Ring, so his current cultivation level was at level 62. After absorbing Niu Lei's essence blood and soul power for just a few seconds, the bottleneck in his cultivation level loosened, and he began to move towards level 63.

At levels 64 and 65, Fatty's cultivation stopped increasing as he approached the level 66 bottleneck. In fact, if Niu Lei's corpse had been intact, it wouldn't have been impossible for Fatty to break through to near the Soul Saint level with this opportunity. But even so, Fatty was already very satisfied.

Opening his eyes, Ma Hongjun looked at his palm in disbelief and couldn't help but sigh.

"This sudden power is truly captivating, no wonder so many people flock to it."

"It's best to use it with caution. You should first absorb the power you've absorbed this time."

"Okay, I will try my best to restrain myself."

Ma Hongjun nodded, his gaze towards Tang San now filled with even more admiration. He knew that Tang San hadn't relied much on this ability that could drive everyone crazy, and that his nearly level 66 soul power cultivation was mostly achieved through his own cultivation.

This further highlights how terrifying this person is: guarding a mountain of treasures without taking a single penny, and making good use of it to achieve his own goals.

After doing all this, Tang San led Ma Hongjun to the other battlefields. Members of the Tang Clan and members of the Anti-Tang Alliance suffered casualties on both sides, but Tang San did not care about any of this, as those who remained were all elites.

Because members of the Tang Clan can improve their strength and cultivation by settling battle merits after the battle, they are more fearless in battle and already have the upper hand. With the addition of Tang San and Ma Hongjun, the battle has become one-sided.

An hour later, when the last leader of the Anti-Tang Alliance fell, it also signified that the Killing Town would henceforth be completely under the rule of the Tang Clan.

"Sect Master, Elder Ma, we did a good job, didn't we?"

After the battle ended, Walton immediately went to Tang San's side to claim credit, and also changed his usual disdainful attitude to flatter Ma Hongjun, because he had already sensed the rapid improvement in the other party's strength.

This made the fat man feel a pang of sadness, realizing how realistic the world truly is. When you lack the ability but hold a high position, anyone can mock you. But when your ability matches your status, all you get is endless flattery.

"Well done. Let's take stock of the spoils. I'll help you improve your strength later."

"Yes, Master."

Tang San's words filled Walton with ecstasy. Wasn't this what they had risked their lives for? Now their wish had come true.

Wharton relayed the message back, and the Tang Clan members, who had just been somewhat demoralized by the great battle, suddenly became as if they had been injected with chicken blood. They began to scatter and search for their spoils of war. As for what those spoils of war were, they were, of course, the Fallen Ones they had killed.

(End of this chapter)