Douluo Continent: Blue Silver Twins, the younger sister Tang San!

Chapter 41 Zhu Zhuqing in Despair! What the hell is this about taking Tang San Niang as her master?

A touch of orange-red glow appeared on the horizon.

The dawn light was dreamlike and ethereal, like a light veil draped over the earth.

On the summit of a hill outside Soto.

call--!

suck-!

Two figures sat side by side, their backs straight as swords, their eyes gazing intently at the horizon.

Only when that fleeting wisp of purple energy appeared and was inhaled did the two slowly close their eyes.

A short while later.

Buzzing—!

Deep purple and golden purple rays shot out one after another, about ten feet away, before dissipating into the air.

In the jungle, a pair of dark eyes revealed a look of surprise.

"You've been watching for so long? Still haven't had enough?"

Tang San Niang's fair wrist trembled.

With a whooshing sound, the golden-veined blue silver king leaves disappeared into the dense forest like a rain of pear blossoms.

Zhu Zhuqing was startled.

It's hard to imagine that someone in the world could unleash such a fierce attack using only their own strength without using any soul skills.

What surprised Zhu Zhuqing even more was that such an attack came from the seemingly weak support-type Soul Master, the younger sister of the Blue Silver Twins.

Two yellow spirit rings suddenly lit up, and Zhu Zhuqing's figure flickered like a shadow.

A pair of heterochromatic eyes lit up, and black, sharp claws shot out from both hands. The body spun rapidly like a top, with hundreds of claw shadows forming an impenetrable barrier.

Second Soul Skill - Netherworld Hundred Claws!

The clanging sound, like metal clashing, was accompanied by sparks flying everywhere.

Tang San Niang's slender eyebrows furrowed slightly. With a light tap of her toes, she unleashed her Bagua Steps, her body darting out like a swallow in flight.

Zhu Zhuqing flicked her long, slender cat tail and lunged forward at high speed.

The first spirit ring flashed, and the speed suddenly increased to the extreme, with a pair of sharp claws gleaming coldly.

Amidst a sharp, piercing explosion, a cold light shot straight for Tang San Niang's throat.

Zhu Zhuqing's pupils focused, ready to deflect the attack at any moment.

After all, she didn't come here seeking revenge.

In her understanding, Tang San Niang was merely a support Soul Master.

They are simply no match for me.

Suddenly, three purple spirit rings rose up on Tang San Niang's body.

First Soul Skill - The Desolate Wind!

The next moment, Zhu Zhuqing saw a deep blue ocean, with golden patterns flowing like water ripples.

The Blue Silver Emperor leaf, adorned with golden patterns, drifted down slowly, unlike its previous appearance on the arena.

Instead, it swept in like a whistling wind, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound.

Buzzing—!

Buzzing—!

An astonishingly sharp aura permeated the air.

Zhu Zhuqing's pupils suddenly contracted, becoming as small as pinpoints.

Hundreds of claw-like shadows suddenly lashed out, attempting to block these leaves that were even sharper than blades.

With a ripping sound, Zhu Zhuqing's black, form-fitting leather jacket tore open, revealing her snow-white skin underneath.

A chilling glint swept across her skin, leaving only streaks of blood, demonstrating Tang San Niang's astonishing control.

A figure suddenly darted out, her jade-like fingers pinching a leaf and pressing it against Zhu Zhuqing's throat.

A drop of blood seeped from the slender, fair neck of the goose.

Zhu Zhuqing's pretty face turned pale, and her delicate body stiffened, not daring to move an inch.

She lost, she lost to a support Soul Master!

Beneath Tang San Niang's sapphire-like eyes lay a myriad of unpredictable secrets, as if the ocean held them within, causing Zhu Zhuqing to feel a strange sense of unease.

Beneath that stunning beauty lies a terrifying murderous intent.

"Little sister, there's no need to be so nervous."

"With her limited understanding, she couldn't possibly comprehend our techniques, let alone steal them."

A clear and gentle voice came through.

Zhu Zhuqing instantly sensed that the aura of the peerless young woman in front of her, who was overflowing with murderous intent, had changed, and she had returned to her usual gentle and beautiful self.

"Your actions, which you thought were discreet, could not escape the eyes of my brother and me."

"Please have some self-awareness in the future and don't disturb our cultivation anymore."

Tang San Niang spoke calmly.

She then turned around, took her brother's arm, and walked away slowly side by side.

Tang Yin didn't give Zhu Zhuqing a second glance.

Their lives had absolutely no overlap.

He was not a lustful person and had no interest in collecting beautiful women at all.

"etc!"

Zhu Zhuqing's ample bosom heaved violently.

Her lips tightened as she asked, "My name is Zhu Zhuqing. May I learn which attack technique from you?"

Tang San Niang turned her head, her eyes filled with scrutiny.

He stared at Zhu Zhuqing's voluptuous figure for a moment.

Why should I teach you?

"If you can help me become stronger, I can become your disciple and serve you for life."

Zhu Zhuqing gritted her teeth, her expression resolute.

Zhu Zhuqing, who had originally escaped to find Dai Mubai, discovered that he had been captured by the Spirit Hall and labeled as an evil spirit master.

The moment she met Dai Mubai's gaze, she felt both disgusted and deeply saddened.

Such a cowardly and incompetent man was actually her fiancé.

Being fond of drinking and women is one thing.

They are completely unreliable in critical moments.

Such a life is truly utterly hopeless.

However, with Dai Mubai no longer available, Zhu Zhuqing felt lost and confused.

Where does she find a way out?

How can I break free from the shackles of fate?

Are they going to wait for the Zhu family to choose another husband for her from the Dai family? How is that any different from being a courtesan in a brothel?

Or perhaps they will be helpless and at the mercy of others?

Such a life is truly bleak and colorless.

When feeling lost and helpless.

Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but feel a longing when she thought of the powerful presence of the Blue Silver Twins she had witnessed in the Soul Arena.

That's why we're in this situation today.

When Tang San Niang, relying on her status as a support Soul Master, defeated her, Zhu Zhuqing was filled with shock.

Immediately afterward, a sense of hope arose in my heart.

Like a ray of dawn cast into the darkness, it was like a lifeline for her, something she desperately wanted to grasp tightly.

How can a support-type Soul Master become so powerful using such a technique?

Then, as someone who specializes in agility-based attacks, wouldn't I be able to do it too?!

Zhu Zhuqing didn't care that Tang San Niang was about the same age as her.

She just wants to become stronger.

I don't want to be anyone's puppet.

To let others manipulate one's fate.

That's it.

Tang Yin was unaware of Zhu Zhuqing's inner thoughts.

He met his younger sister's questioning gaze.

He smiled slightly.

"You can make the decision yourself."

"You're not a child anymore, you don't need to ask your brother about everything."

Tang San Niang pursed her lips and nodded.

He was being stared at by Zhu Zhuqing's hopeful eyes.

Tang San Niang began to ponder seriously.

Although Xiao Wu often says nonsense, there is one thing she really agrees with.

My brother is the best; he deserves the best.

That night, Tang San Niang woke up from her dazed state and slowly understood many things.

Tang San Niang knew very well that she could not love her brother as openly and confidently as Xiao Wu.

That love can only be treasured deep within my heart, along with the precious memory of that night.

Realizing this, Tang San Niang felt a dull ache in her heart, an overwhelming bitterness.

But she is not someone who cannot face reality.

Unlike her predecessor Liu Erlong, Xiao San Niang was neither fiercely resolute nor melancholy like her aunt Tang Yuehua.

Instead, a peculiar idea came to mind.

Since she couldn't do it herself, she stayed close to her brother.

So, if someone can bear the burden of loving their brother, wouldn't that be a kind of happiness?

The stunningly beautiful young woman before me is clearly a good choice.

Moreover, we will need help to rebuild the Tang Clan in the future.

Thinking of this.

Tang San Niang's eyes narrowed, and she spoke solemnly.

"Those who join my Tang Clan must abide by my rules, and the respect for teachers and the Way must not be neglected."

"One must perform the ritual of three bows and nine kowtows, and never betray one's master."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhu Zhuqing was stunned. Then she knelt down on both knees and respectfully performed the three bows and nine kowtows.

Tang Yin, who had been watching from the sidelines the whole time, smirked.

Good guy.

Who could possibly keep their composure in this situation?!

Just how much impact did the unintentional flapping of my own wings have on the Douluo Continent?

What the hell is this plot all about?

I don't think I did anything wrong!