Douluo Continent: Starting with Transforming Xiao Wu into the Zerg Queen

Chrysanthemum Douluo slowly stepped down from the carriage and asked, "Where is Holy Soul Village?"

Upon hearing this, the fat man turned around, scratched his head, and pointed uncertainly to a spot, saying, "It seems... to be here. Huh? When did Holy Soul Village become like this?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo looked in the direction the fat man was pointing, and his gaze instantly sharpened slightly.

In Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes, this gloomy little village was full of eeriness.

The vegetation on both sides seemed to have mutated, growing wildly and haphazardly in bizarre shapes.

Although a few villagers could be seen in the village, they all appeared dull and listless.

Like puppets on strings, they mechanically perform their respective tasks.

Chrysanthemum Douluo's mind didn't process it immediately.

In the original novel, wasn't Holy Soul Village Tang San's birthplace?

Why does it look like this?

Then Chrysanthemum Douluo suddenly remembered that Tang San should be at the primary Soul Master Academy at this time.

How could they still be in Holy Soul Village?

As for his father, Tang Hao, it's unknown when he'll be by Tang San's side, protecting him.

Chrysanthemum Douluo shivered and turned to get into the carriage.

He instructed, "Let's go to the Elementary Soul Master Academy."

Chrysanthemum Douluo didn't want to stay in this eerie place for even a second longer.

The thought that Tang Hao might still be living here filled Chrysanthemum Douluo with lingering fear.

Sword Douluo alone caused him a lot of trouble.

Tang Hao?

That's an even more formidable character!

Using cheat codes is as easy as eating a meal.

If Tang Hao were to recall the old grudges against the Spirit Hall and kill me here, I wouldn't even have time to cry!

The fat man was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, then scurried into the carriage and instructed the driver to continue driving.

"Da da da"

The crisp sound of horses' hooves quickly faded into the distance.

At the same time, the villagers of Holy Soul Village all stopped what they were doing and looked up at the direction the carriage had gone.

They all simultaneously parted their lips into a strange smile.

Chapter 119 Tang San Becomes a Disciple, the Insect Ancestor's Perception

The villagers were deathly pale, their faces devoid of any color.

His pupils were pitch black, even darker and deeper than the night sky.

The villagers then continued to lower their heads and repeat the actions they were doing.

On the chests of these villagers, large fleshy bulges would occasionally appear slightly, only to quickly disappear again.

On the back mountain of Holy Soul Village.

On a high mountain peak.

An old man watched the departing carriage, a strange smile appearing on his deeply lined face.

"Ho ho ho! This is getting more and more interesting. So many people are paying attention to this poor and remote place."

"That's really interesting, Ah Hao. What do you think they're after?"

A burly man stood beside the old man.

The man was wearing a black cloak that completely covered his body.

Upon closer inspection, the man's cloak was shimmering with countless streams of light, and it would twitch slightly from time to time!

At this moment, Tang Hao's face was completely obscured, with only a pair of scarlet eyes visible.

It was filled with an atmosphere of violence and bloodshed.

Tang Hao replied in a muffled voice, "I don't know either."

Old Jack was not surprised at all by Tang Hao's answer, and smiled with his hands behind his back.

A hoarse, grating voice came out.

"Let's go, it's time to tell the Lord this news. This place is getting more and more lively, hehehe."

Two figures, one tall and one short, slowly walked from the mountain into the eerie forest.

Tang Hao mechanically followed Old Jack closely, without saying a word.

As the two left, the trees outside Holy Soul Village suddenly grew taller, their already dense branches becoming even more eerie and long.

Surrounding Holy Soul Village in layers

Junior Soul Master Academy.

With his black hair and black eyes, Tang San sat in a dark corner, listening indifferently to the teacher on the podium explaining knowledge about wilderness survival.

His expression showed a hint of impatience.

I have already fully mastered these most basic pieces of knowledge.

Moreover, they can do even better than these teachers.

All of this stems from the mysterious consciousness within Tang San that coexists with him—the Overlord.

Tang San tapped the table out of boredom, then took out a lizard from under the table and played with it in his hand.

Strange to say.

Tang San grew to like dark places more and more, and he also enjoyed interacting with these reptiles and various insects.

At first, Tang San thought that all of this was the work of the consciousness within his body.

He continuously used the unique skills of the Peerless Tang Sect to examine his body.

Only after finding nothing unusual did Tang San gradually relax.

I began to try to accept this new power.

Moreover, Tang San discovered that this new power was quite helpful to him.

It can be combined with Tang Clan's unique skills, and even Tang Clan's hidden weapons!

For example, Tang San can manipulate the lizard in his hand with just a thought.

This lizard can move its limbs freely, and can even grab a dart that Tang San made himself and climb onto Tang San's trouser leg.

This is equivalent to these reptiles or insects that you control providing you with great convenience without you even realizing it!

Tang San's mind was racing.

Suddenly, I remembered the strange man who had tried to persuade me to become his apprentice when I returned to school that day.

Tang San, with a gloomy expression, had just entered the Soul Master Academy when he was blocked at the door by a man with a weathered look and white hair.

Tang San looked up at him, puzzled. "What is it?"

The middle-aged man smoothed his hair, his face carrying a hint of melancholy.

Looking at Tang San in front of him, he had an expression in his eyes as if he had discovered some rare treasure.

"You shall become my disciple and take me as your teacher."

Tang San frowned slightly and took two steps back.

He retorted, "On what grounds?"

The middle-aged man chuckled and said calmly, "I already know that your martial soul is Blue Silver Grass with innate full soul power. If an ordinary soul master were to face such a martial soul, they would definitely be helpless."

"But in my opinion, there are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters! Follow me, and I can give you a special cultivation method that is unique to you. Moreover, I will pass on all my theoretical knowledge to you."

Upon hearing this, Tang San was slightly tempted, since the teachers in this academy didn't have high hopes for his martial soul.

If the person in front of me is truly a remarkable Soul Master, he might actually be able to help me.

Seeing Tang San hesitate, the white-haired man's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He leaned close to Tang San and said slowly in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Moreover, from what I've observed, you seem to have more than one martial soul! Follow me, and I can help you solve this problem."

Tang San was startled, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

My biggest secret has been discovered by the man in front of me!

A murderous intent surged within him.

good very good!

I think you are ready to die!

The white-haired middle-aged man continued, "Don't panic, because you're only the second person I've seen with twin martial souls. That's why I could tell at a glance. So, how about becoming my student?"

Tang San breathed a sigh of relief and asked curiously, "Who else has twin martial souls?"

The man suddenly fell silent.

The unreadable expression on his face was so complex that it made one want to vomit.

You will know in the future.

Seeing this, Tang San didn't ask any more questions. He respectfully bowed and said, "Student Tang San greets teacher! May I ask what teacher's name is?"

The white-haired man immediately beamed with joy, "My name is Yu Xiaogang, and everyone respectfully calls me Master. You can call me Master too."

Tang San nodded, and from then on, he inexplicably gained a teacher.

The thoughts were pulled back.

Tang San felt rather helpless listening to the teacher's boring and tedious lecture.

This content is really not as good as my cheap teacher!

It must be said that the master did have some real skills and was able to teach me some useful things.