Douluo: Blade Template, Death Omen Approaching

Chapter 65 The Unparalleled Master and Disciple (Together)

That night, deep within the Soul Hunter Forest, darkness, like a thick curtain, swallowed all life.

In the shadows of the Soul Hunting Forest, the Mandragora Serpents roam silently like phantoms in the night, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

Their eyes gleamed cunningly in the darkness, their long forked tongues probing the air for the scent of their prey!

Tang San moved through the dense forest!

This Tang Sect disciple who transmigrated did display some unusual experience and cunning.

During his escape, he fought and retreated, cleverly using the surrounding environment and his hidden weapons, and surprisingly managed to shake off several relentlessly pursuing datura snakes.

However, his teacher wasn't so lucky.

At this moment, his teacher Yu Xiaogang is experiencing a completely different situation.

Beside Yu Xiaogang, the martial spirit form of cannon fodder Luo Sanpao appeared particularly clumsy and abstract in the night. It used its body to block several vicious bites from the Mandala Snake for Yu Xiaogang.

However, Yu Xiaogang's martial spirit—the seemingly powerful Luo Sanpao—appeared so powerless in this perilous forest.

After all, a piece of trash is trash. A mere level 29 Great Soul Master, using a trashy martial soul, facing the siege of several nearly thousand-year-old Mandragora snakes, there is absolutely no hope of escaping unscathed!

Like a match about to go out, it could be ruthlessly blown out at any moment.

Yu Xiaogang was struggling to defend himself against the swarm of snakes, and every time he dodged, it was extremely dangerous.

The datura snakes showed no mercy in their attacks. They launched surprise attacks with lightning speed or used complex formations to strangle Yu Xiaogang, giving him almost no chance to breathe.

When Tang San finally found his teacher, the scene before him broke his heart.

Yu Xiaogang lay on the cold ground, his body curled up, trembling all over, with venom foam hanging from the corner of his mouth.

His skin had an abnormal bluish-purple hue, the color of datura stramonium venom.

Looking at Yu Xiaogang's outrageous appearance, the scoundrel felt a wave of nausea wash over him, and a sour taste rose in his throat. He tightly covered his mouth, afraid that he might accidentally vomit up his entire dinner from the previous night!

Tang San's heart raced at that moment, but his mind remained exceptionally clear.

As a master of poisons, he was well aware of the urgency of the situation.

Yu Xiaogang's body was already as fragile as a machine, and after the previous battle, he was even more like a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any moment.

If no action is taken immediately, the little energy he has just recovered will be completely eroded by the deadly poison, and he will not be able to survive this long night.

A hint of speechlessness flashed in Tang San's eyes; this theoretical master was utterly trash.

However, he couldn't let this master, who had just become his mentor, perish like this.

Yu Xiaogang is not only a key figure in his plans, but also a crucial pillar in his dream of dominating the entire continent.

Without the guidance of this theoretical master, his path would have been full of unknowns and difficulties.

So they quickly gave Yu Xiaogang a medical check-up.

He quickly knelt down beside Yu Xiaogang, his hands flying across his body, searching for the entry points of the venom.

Every touch, every exploration, is like a silent race against death.

Tang San's brows furrowed, his fingers moving nimbly and steadily, trying to avoid causing as much damage as possible.

It was this decision that made Ren, who had been secretly observing the master and disciple, feel that the demonic spirit was about to be unleashed!

He only glanced at it before leaving.

now,

Tang San first examined his teacher Yu Xiaogang's body. He had neither the antidote nor the medicinal materials to make it. Therefore, the only way to help his teacher detoxify was to suck out the poison!

Naturally, he needed to find out where Gangzi was injured and bitten by the venomous snake!

At first, Tang San thought that Yu Xiaogang must be similar to him, at least they had both gone through a life-or-death battle and forced the Mandala Snake to retreat!

Tang San still harbored a sliver of hope, thinking that Yu Xiaogang, as a Great Soul Master, should at least be able to put up some resistance, and even if he was no match for him, he should be able to protect his vital points.

In his mind, even if the teacher had wounds, there might be a few, and they would definitely be unavoidable during the battle. Generally speaking, they would be concentrated on the arms or legs, which are areas that are easily exposed during the battle.

After all, arms and legs are potentially dangerous areas!

To everyone's surprise, Tang San's examination revealed something that completely shocked and devastated him!

Yu Xiaogang's body was bitten almost everywhere; his hands, legs, buttocks, groin, and even mouth were all deeply marked by the venomous fangs of the datura snake.

Every wound was horribly swollen, the skin a sinister bluish-purple, as if invisible flames were burning beneath the skin!

This didn't look like there was any fighting at all; it was more like they had completely given up and let the mandrake serpent run rampant!

Tang San's heart was as if it were being battered by a violent storm; his complex and contradictory emotions were like venomous snakes coiling around him!

If he wants to save Gangzi, he has to absorb all the poison! Even if he plans to carry him back to the academy for help, he still needs to absorb some of the poison first! Otherwise, he simply won't survive!!

but!

When Tang San looked at Yu Xiaogang lying on the ground, his face swollen and red from the rapid flow of blood, his lips swollen like sausages from the toxins, and his head injured for no apparent reason, he experienced an unprecedented struggle.

His worldview, values, mind and body, humanity, reason and emotion were all severely tested at this moment. For becoming stronger, for conquering the continent in the future, and even for one day enslaving Blade!

He suppressed his intense urge to kill Yu Xiaogang and end it all, and tremblingly began to detoxify the master one by one.

He gritted his teeth, suppressing his inner pain and disgust, and began to tremble as he sucked out the toxins from Yu Xiaogang one by one.

Each time he sucked, it was a test of his will. His tears mixed with the poisoned blood of his teacher and dripped to the ground, bearing witness to his indomitable will and respect for life.

Tang San's resolve grew stronger amidst the pain. He knew that no matter how difficult the road ahead, it was all for his grand plan!

He had to pull Gangzi back from the brink of death.

Time flows like water, passing silently, and countless days and nights have passed.

Inside Yu Xiaogang's office, everything seemed to have returned to its usual tranquility.

That day, sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains and fell on Yu Xiaogang's desk. He sat there, holding two letters that had somehow ended up on his desk.

One letter bore his name, while the other was addressed to his disciple, Tang San.

The handwriting on the envelope was bold and unrestrained, revealing an unusual and powerful style.

Soon, a soft knock on the door interrupted Yu Xiaogang's thoughts.

"Teacher, did you need something from me?"

Tang San's voice came from outside the door. He pushed the door open and entered, his face showing excitement and anticipation.

Today, Yu Xiaogang suddenly summoned him, saying he had something important to entrust to him. This filled Tang San with excitement; he thought his painful efforts and sacrifices were finally going to be rewarded!

Yu Xiaogang, who had recovered for a long time, sat in his office with two letters in his hands.

Yu Xiaogang raised his head, looking at Tang San with a complicated expression, and slowly handed him one of the letters:

"Here, this is a letter your father left for you. He asked me to give it to you."

Yu Xiaogang had no idea what happened while he was unconscious after being poisoned. He only thought he was lucky to be alive. When he woke up, the first thing he saw was people from the Spirit Hall, so he naturally assumed that it was a deacon from the Spirit Hall who had found and saved him.

At this moment, he held two letters in his hands. He had already read the one addressed to himself and learned an astonishing secret from it—his beloved disciple Tang San was actually the biological son of Haotian Douluo Tang Hao!

This discovery stirred up a huge wave in Yu Xiaogang's heart. His gaze toward Tang San was filled with surprise, relief, and a hint of barely perceptible excitement.

He knew what this identity meant to Tang San, and he also understood the importance of this letter to Tang San.

With excitement surging in his chest, his trembling hands firmly handed the envelope to Tang San.

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang did not forget to demonstrate his masterful demeanor; his voice was steady and powerful, full of confidence and determination.

"Little San, your father has completely entrusted you to me, so naturally I won't let him down. Last time we went to the Soul Hunter Forest, we were indeed a bit unlucky and encountered such a crisis."

Yu Xiaogang's tone carried a hint of lingering fear, but more so a sense of planning and anticipation for the future.

He paused, his gaze hardening, and continued:

"Don't worry, I'm already making preparations. In the near future, I will tailor a complete growth plan for you. This plan will be designed to leverage your strengths and address your weaknesses."

"I guarantee that your soul power will be greatly improved during these years of study!!" Yu Xiaogang's voice echoed in the office, his voice like a vow, full of power.

He stood before Tang San, his posture upright, his face serious and solemn, speaking with great passion, his spittle flying everywhere.

Every word seemed carefully considered, and every promise seemed to be engraved in his heart.

Yu Xiaogang was shocked. He never expected that Tang San was actually the son of the original prospective sect leader of the Clear Sky Sect. This discovery made him feel as if he had found a priceless treasure.

He was already shocked by Tang San's innate full soul power and twin martial souls, believing that this was already an extraordinary talent, making him invincible.

Now that he knew Tang San had such a powerful background, Yu Xiaogang's gaze towards Tang San involuntarily became greedy and excited.

His eyes gleamed, as if he could already see Tang San making a name for himself on the future continent and becoming famous throughout the world.

His heart was filled with anticipation, and he felt incredibly honored and excited to be able to teach such a disciple!

Tang San's pupils suddenly contracted, and his eyes began to twitch wildly, as if he could not bear what was happening before him.

Yu Xiaogang's saliva flew like raindrops, and a few drops even landed squarely on Tang San's lips, the sticky feeling almost making him vomit.

Moreover, Yu Xiaogang's greedy and excited eyes made Tang San feel an overwhelming urge to kill him!

Tang San felt extremely uncomfortable. The terrifying memories of that night in the Soul Hunting Forest came flooding back like a tidal wave, relentlessly attacking his fragile nerves.

He remembers every moment of silence, every second of collapse, and the agonizing experience of sucking out the venom for Gangzi on the brink of life and death.

These memories left him restless; he felt that if he stayed in this office any longer, he would completely break down.

He quickly lowered his head and said in as steady a voice as possible, "Thank you, teacher! I'll go back now and continue studying. I won't disturb your rest any longer!" His voice trembled slightly, revealing his disgust and regret.

Before he finished speaking, Tang San had already turned around. He suppressed the nausea and unease in his heart and hurriedly left Yu Xiaogang's office, almost as if he were fleeing.

He dared not turn around, fearing that if he did, he would see Yu Xiaogang's suffocating gaze.

He just wanted to escape this space that made him feel so overwhelmed as soon as possible, to return to his own world, and to calm his chaotic emotions.

In a corner of Dormitory 7, Tang San sat quietly on the ground, meditating with his eyes closed.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment. He didn't know how long he had been sitting there, only that the shadow cast by Yu Xiaogang was slowly beginning to lessen, and the restlessness and unease in his heart were gradually subsiding.

He originally thought that Yu Xiaogang would give him something important, perhaps a precious martial soul cultivation method, or perhaps a powerful soul tool, but it turned out to be just a letter from his father.

This puzzled Tang San. He knew very little about his drunken father and had no idea about his background. He didn't know what his father had left him, and this unknown made him feel both curious and helpless.

It was just very fast.

As time goes by,

A sinister and eerie laugh gradually echoed through Dormitory Seven, a laugh like the cry of an owl, carrying an ominous aura.

The laughter, "Hehehe," carried a sly and playful tone.

"So it's a 100,000-year-old soul beast." Tang San's murmur echoed in the empty dormitory, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes as if he were pondering something.

"I knew something was off." A self-deprecating smile appeared on his lips, clearly amused by his previous ignorance.

"But why did he tell me to stay away?"

Tang San frowned, lost in deep thought.

"Isn't this a good opportunity to get closer?"

His voice carried a hint of resentment and doubt, as if he were weighing some important decision.

Tang San was filled with conflicting emotions. He knew the value of a 100,000-year-old soul beast, but his father's warning forced him to be cautious.

Six years later, Blade

(End of this chapter)