Starting from the young master of Haotian Sect.

Chapter 68 Darkness and Light

"Ten million?!"

Not to mention the vendor, even Tai Long on the side had his eyes wide open. He felt like crying at this moment. He thought Tang San thought that he was going to take it all for himself, so he came out to intercept him.

Tai Long said with a tearful voice, "Third Young Master, how could I possibly use this soul bone myself? I bought it as a gift for you. Why did you tell him it was a ten thousand year soul bone?"

Seeing Tailong's loyalty, Tang San pulled Tailong aside and stared at the vendor with a malicious look. His left eye flashed with an imperceptible golden light. He smiled and said, "The soul bone of an ancient ten thousand year old soul beast. Ten million gold coins is too little for such a secret treasure. How about this? I will give you all the assets under my name and exchange them with you."

Tang San took out the Haotian Sect's token from his soul guide. A token engraved with a hammer pattern and the word "Haotian" appeared in his hand. He said, "As long as you dare to bring your fake soul bone to the Haotian Sect, I will buy your things."

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The vendor exclaimed, "Haotian Sect!"

Tai Long was also shocked and said, "Fake?!"

Hearing that Tang San had exposed him as a disciple of the Haotian Sect, the peddler's face immediately changed. He summoned the Gale Leopard Martial Spirit, and with a flash of his spirit ring, he activated his spirit skills without saying a word and fled.

"Want to escape?" Tang San sneered and lightly kicked the stone at his feet. The stone shot out instantly and hit the liar's wrist with a snap.

"Ah!" The Soul Bone Swindler felt a sharp pain, his wrist went numb, and the box in his hand fell to the ground, but he didn't dare to look back to pick it up. He quickly fled into the crowd.

People in the underworld still have this kind of decisiveness. Even though he has some connections in Wuhun City, he can't afford to offend the Haotian Sect.

Tai Long was stunned by the sudden change. He was unable to react for a moment. He couldn't help swallowing and said, "Third Young Master, how did you see that?"

Tang San bent down and picked up the box on the ground. When he opened it again, the aura and light of the soul bone were gone. Only an ordinary soul beast bone was lying on the box.

Tang San naturally would not tell Tai Lung that he was able to see through things not because of his profound knowledge, but because of the Rakshasa Divine Eye.

Although Tang San had learned some knowledge about medicinal herbs and metals through the ancient Tang Sect's soul guide, it was impossible for him to know everything. Just now, he almost believed it and thought it was really a ten thousand year soul bone.

However, when he used the Rakshasa Divine Eye to look at it, what was displayed was [ordinary soul beast bones] instead of soul bones. He immediately knew that this was a scam.

"I'm afraid this soul guide is specially used for counterfeiting." Tang San threw the bones inside on the ground and looked at the soul guide box in his hand very carefully.

"The business of deception is truly enduring. Even in the era of ancient soul guides, when the art of making soul guides had been lost, there were still soul guides specifically designed to deceive people."

Tang San put away the spirit guide and said, "Be careful when you act in Wuhun City in the future. Don't trust people easily. Powerful hunters often disguise themselves as prey to hunt."

"Wuhun City is different from our Haotian City. It has a unique geographical location. Although it is ostensibly a place of reconciliation between the two empires, it is also a lawless place that neither empire can touch. Many traitors from both empires gather here."

Tai Long also learned a lesson and nodded, "I understand, Third Master. I will be careful."

Tang San looked at the radiant Wuhun City and muttered to himself, "Behind the light there is always darkness."

Seeing that it was getting late, Tang San asked Tai Long to go ahead and prepare accommodation and food, while he went to the Spirit Hall Academy to register.

Tang San strolled leisurely. Just as Tang Hao had said, besides guarding against the Soul Beast Wars, he also wanted to broaden his horizons at the Spirit Hall Academy. The incident of using a soul tool to deceive people had indeed given him a glimpse into that. Walking through Spirit City, he eventually came to a very secluded alley. Tang San's gaze fell upon the front of a very dilapidated little shop. This shop was not only old and in a sorry state, but it also had no name, only a tattered white flag with the image of the Spirit Hall angel hanging on it.

Tang San also knew that the angel Baiqi was coming. In fact, to put it bluntly, it was the Spirit Hall's medical clinic, which was a kind of welfare provided by the Spirit Hall to its residents. As long as you believed in the Spirit Hall and the six-winged angel of the Spirit Hall, then if you were injured or sick, you could come in for free to see a doctor, and the spirit masters of the Spirit Hall would help you heal your injuries.

Of course, according to Tang San's opinion, this is just a means for the Spirit Hall to whitewash itself and make its image more positive and bright.

You can tell from the fact that it is shabby, small, old and located in a very remote place that it was probably left here without any management after it was built.

"Lord God's Messenger, is Lord God's Messenger here? Please save my son!"

At this moment, an anxious woman's voice came from deep in the alley. Tang San looked in the direction of the voice and saw a fat woman sweating and panting running from the back alley with a seriously injured young man on her back.

Tang San could tell at a glance that the young man was seriously injured by the soul beast. Although he looked fine, his face was pale and his internal organs were damaged. He would not live long, and it could even be said that there was no need to save him.

"Bring people in."

Hearing the sound coming from inside, Tang San couldn't help but be a little surprised, because he thought this clinic was just a decoration, he didn't expect that there was really someone inside!

"Interesting, does this Spirit Hall really save the world?" Tang San came here to see for himself, and he was really curious, so he followed the woman inside.

The clinic of the Spirit Hall is quite spacious and looks old, but it is surprisingly clean. It can be seen that it has been carefully cleaned. There are no beautiful or exquisite decorations inside, only very basic things such as medicine cabinets, beds, a table, and a few chairs.

"Put the person on the bed." A cold voice came from the back of the clinic.

There was a rustling sound as a curtain was pulled, and a female doctor wearing the clothes of a Spirit Hall clergyman and with freckles on her face appeared.

The woman was a strong mother. She used her powerful arms to lift up her son who was seriously injured on the back and unconscious, and placed him on the hospital bed.

Doctor Freckles used some special instruments to take a look.

"Lord God's Messenger, please save my son. His father died a long time ago, leaving only us two orphans and a widow. He had no choice but to take the risk of hunting soul beasts to make a living, and he actually..." The woman became more and more excited as she spoke, tears streaming down her face.

Doctor Freckles patted the woman's shoulder and said softly, "Don't worry, it's just a minor injury. It will be healed soon."

"Minor injury?" Tang San narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling a little cold in his heart. In his opinion, this was nothing more than a means for the Spirit Hall to make money. They would stabilize the patient's emotions by making the incurable injury sound much smaller, and then let the patient lose everything. This tactic was not uncommon anywhere.

However, the next second, Tang San was severely slapped in the face.

The freckled doctor placed his palm flat on the young man, and then a surge of soul power surged, and a holy light descended from the sky, appearing out of thin air and shining on the young man. The young man's face, which had been sallow, slowly regained its rosy complexion.

"How can this be?!"

(End of this chapter)