Douluo Continent: Disciple Tang San, righteous yet evil

Chapter 81 Brother, you really don't care that I used to be a soul beast?

As the sun set, the cobblestone street was bathed in a warm golden light, and the sweet aroma of pastries wafted from the shops along the street.

These past two days, Xiao Wu has been dragging Tang San around shopping, full of boundless energy, completely forgetting about Er Ming's spirit ring.

"Xiao Wu, that's enough, isn't it? We've already spent several hundred gold soul coins today," Tang San reminded her.

Although his master gave him a lot of money, he used it mostly to make hidden weapons.

Without using another martial soul, if you want to improve your strength as quickly as possible, cultivation alone is far from enough; you must create some high-level hidden weapons.

Hearing the complaints, Xiao Wu stopped and leaned closer, pouting, "Brother, your master is so rich, does he really need this little bit of money?"

Lin Mu's monthly salary is 20,000 gold soul coins, and with other income, he can't possibly spend it all on normal expenses.

However, Tang San shook his head and said seriously:

“Xiao Wu, we are Soul Masters. It’s okay to indulge in pleasure occasionally, but we should focus our main attention on cultivation. I plan to use these to make some hidden weapons, and I’ll make one for you too.”

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wu wasn't particularly happy. Instead, the words "Soul Master" stirred up some thoughts in her mind, and a hint of sadness flashed in her eyes.

After Lin Mu's instruction, she understood the antagonistic relationship between Soul Masters and Soul Beasts, and couldn't help but feel a little worried and afraid deep down.

A moment later, she stood on tiptoe, her pink eyes fixed on Tang San, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, do you really not care that I used to be a soul beast?"

Upon hearing this, Tang San paused for a moment, then reached out and grabbed her shoulder, saying earnestly, "Xiao Wu, in my eyes, you have always been my most beloved little sister."

Hearing this, Xiao Wu's eyes reddened slightly, and the weight that had been hanging over her heart finally lifted.

Immediately, she threw herself into Tang San's arms and said coquettishly, "Then I still want to buy things, brother, you'll pay for them for me, right?"

Feeling the delicate body in his arms, Tang San froze, a strange feeling rising in his heart.

Not long after, he suppressed the pounding in his heart, coughed lightly, and said, "Xiao Wu, let go first, there are so many people watching."

Seeing his reaction, a sly glint flashed in Xiao Wu's eyes.

Just then, four young men walked over. The one in the lead was about 1.8 meters tall, with broad shoulders and a very muscular build.

The burly young man paused, his gaze involuntarily falling on Xiao Wu, his eyes practically popping out of their sockets.

Seeing this, the henchman quickly stepped forward and said in a fawning tone, "Brother Tailong, as the young master of the Power Clan and a young Soul Venerable expert, you are definitely stronger than that guy. Are you afraid that the girl won't fall for you?"

In terms of appearance, Tang San looks too ordinary, which contrasts sharply with the youthful and beautiful Xiao Wu, making him look like someone who is easy to bully.

Furthermore, with his soul power reaching level 42, ordinary soul masters simply cannot sense the depth of his soul power.

Hearing his younger brother's words, Tyrone was somewhat tempted. His gaze swept over Xiao Wu's slender waist, and he immediately made up his mind.

Immediately, he strode forward and came to Tang San and Xiao Wu, saying in a gruff voice, "Kid, I am the chief academy student of Blue Tyrant Academy. Get out of my way now, and I may not beat you up."

As he spoke, Tailong puffed out his chest, striking a pose of ultimate authority, trying to get Xiaowu's attention.

However, Xiao Wu remained nestled in Tang San's arms, completely ignoring him.

When Tang San saw that someone had come to cause trouble, and at this particular time, his eyes instantly turned hostile. He said coldly, "Blue Tyrant Academy? What trash academy? Never heard of it."

"How dare you insult Blue Tyrant Academy! It seems I need to teach you a lesson on behalf of your teacher."

Seeing this man's arrogance, a ruthless glint flashed in Tyrone's eyes, and he rubbed his hands together in anticipation.

At this moment, Tang San's eyes were practically overflowing with anger. First, he provoked him, and now he dared to speak ill of his master. "Who do you think you are, daring to mention my master?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang San made his move instantly. Several thick Blue Silver Grasses grew at an extremely fast speed and instantly wrapped around Tailong's legs, giving him no time to activate his Martial Soul.

Immediately afterwards, Blue Silver Grass forcefully flung him away, sending him crashing heavily into a wall on the side of the street.

"Bang!!"

With a loud bang, the wall was dented, and Tyrone coughed up blood, his strength waning.

Although the Blue Silver Grass is not as powerful as a top-tier martial soul, it has reached the level of a high-level martial soul. Coupled with the suppression of soul power level, Tailong, who does not have a martial soul attached to him, is simply unable to resist.

"Brother Tyrone!"

Upon seeing Tyrone vomit blood, his three henchmen panicked and rushed over to help him up.

However, just as they were about to get close, the dense swarms of blue silver grass beneath their feet threw them away in the same way.

"A bunch of good-for-nothings, all they know is how to bully others because of their master's power."

Tang San sneered, ignoring the three little bastards, and his gaze fell on Tai Long.

At this moment, Tailong had already gotten up from the ground, staring at Tang San with bloodshot eyes, and said with great anger, "I'm going to kill you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Martial Soul Great Ape instantly possessed him, and with a forceful pull, the violent power directly tore apart the nearby Blue Silver Grass.

Looking at the fragments of Blue Silver Grass on the ground, Talon smiled disdainfully, thinking that it was just Blue Silver Grass after all.

But the next second, his smile froze instantly.

Four spirit rings rose up from Tang San's feet in succession, one yellow, one purple, and one black. The fourth spirit ring was actually a ten-thousand-year spirit ring!

"How can it be!"

Tyrone was struck dumb, frozen in place.

This guy looked several years younger than him, yet he had already cultivated to level 40 or higher and was equipped with a ten-thousand-year soul ring.

Without giving him time to react, Tang San acted decisively. Dozens of Blue Silver Grasses crawled forward like pythons, arriving in front of Tai Long in the blink of an eye.

Faced with so many Blue Silver Grass, even if Talon's power was terrifying, he couldn't break them all in a short time.

In an instant, one of the blue silver grasses wrapped around his thigh, crystallized instantly, and locked him in place, making it impossible for him to break free.

Immediately afterwards, the other Blue Silver Grass followed suit and quickly brought him under complete control.

That wasn't all. Tang San slowly walked over, and under his terrified gaze, slammed his fist hard into his head.

After being hit by several punches, Tyrone's head was bleeding profusely, and he could only beg for mercy, saying, "Big brother, spare me! I know I was wrong, I will never do it again."

"Even if you beg me, I won't let you go."

Tang San ignored him and unleashed a torrential downpour of punches on Tai Long, each punch containing the power of a Soul Master.

Xiao Wu, standing to the side, showed no intention of stopping him. Instead, she excitedly leaned over and cheered him on, saying, "Brother, teach this guy a lesson!"

(End of this chapter)