Douluo Continent: The Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, who intercepted the immortal herb

Chapter 35 Old Warehouse Road, Tang San's Last Door

The wind outside the college gate suddenly turned cold.

The deacon knelt on the ground, still holding the urgent report sealed with sealing wax in his hand.

Xiao Wu was the first to react.

"Old Warehouse Road? What's that place?"

The deacon kept his head down.

"Replying to Miss Xiaowu, it is an old passage left behind before the Soul Hunter Token Vault outside the city was abandoned."

"Years ago, when the main hall was relocated, the old storehouse was sealed off, and the underground passage was also sealed off."

"Nobody goes there normally."

Su Chen took the urgent report and glanced at it.

The paper still bears the creases from being jostled on horseback.

"Who saw it?"

"West Suburbs Patrol Team".

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The deacon replied quickly.

"They chased them halfway, but there were traces of poison powder and traps on the ground. Afraid of alerting the enemy, they didn't dare to force their way in and came back to report first."

Shen Zhi stood aside without interrupting.

His gaze fell on the urgent report in Su Chen's hand.

He originally came to deliver an invitation.

As a result, I ran into this mess as soon as I arrived in Nottingham.

Su Chen folded up the urgent report and handed it back to the steward.

"Is the road blocked?"

"The three outer roads have been blocked off."

"The warehouse exit?"

"The old warehouse road has two exits. The one that's visible is under guard, but the other, the wastewater ditch, is being investigated."

Xiao Wu frowned.

"He's trying to steal the Soul Hunter's Token?"

"more than."

Su Chen raised his eyes and looked at the steward.

"What's still usable in the old Curry now?"

The deacon answered immediately.

"Discarded cabinets, old sealing wax, scrapped printing plates, and some blank format documents that were not completely destroyed in time."

Xiao Wu understood immediately.

"He wasn't trying to steal the real thing."

"He wanted to make his own."

Su Chen hummed in agreement.

"What Tang San lacks now is not a path."

"It's a qualification."

"If he can't get the real warrant, he'll make one himself."

Shen Zhi finally spoke.

"A child can replicate something from the Spirit Hall?"

Su Chen glanced at him.

"Don't treat him like an ordinary child."

"He's skillful with his hands and quite daring."

"If you give him an old printing plate, an old format, and a guard who doesn't know anything about it, he might be able to get away with it."

Xiao Wu took a step forward.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go!"

Su Chen nodded.

"Come with me."

Upon hearing this, the dean's forehead began to sweat again.

"Your Highness, should we also send someone from the academy?"

"Need not."

Su Chen interrupted him.

"You guard the school gate and prevent the news from spreading."

"Especially regarding today's matter, not a single word should leak out."

The dean nodded repeatedly.

"Understood, understood."

Shen Zhi raised his hand and pressed down on the edge of his cloak.

"I'll go too."

Xiao Wu tilted her head to look at him.

"Aren't you a teacher from Soto City? Why are you meddling in this?"

Shen Zhi spoke in a flat tone.

"Since I've come across this, I should finish watching it."

"Besides, I also want to know just how important someone is to warrant the personal pursuit of the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall."

Su Chen did not object.

"OK."

"Stay behind me and don't move."

Fifteen minutes later.

Western suburbs of Nottingham.

The entrance to the old warehouse road is hidden behind a stone wall that has collapsed halfway.

The base of the wall was all wet mud.

Dust clung to the blades of grass.

Two deacons of the Spirit Hall were guarding outside. When they saw Su Chen arrive, they immediately made way.

"Your Highness, Holy Son."

"What's going on inside?"

One of them lowered his voice.

"The entrance lock has been pried open; there are two mechanisms inside."

"One place is around the corner, where a needle is used with anesthetic."

"The other one is a ground rope; if you trip over it, it will shake the ash buckets above off."

Xiao Wu squatted down and looked at the thin line marks on the ground.

"This guy is really good at causing trouble."

Su Chen accepted the lantern handed to him by the steward.

The edges of the lampshade were cold.

He carried the lantern and stepped inside first.

The passageway is very narrow.

The wall plaster was peeling off in pieces, and the air smelled musty and like old paper.

Occasionally, when you step on it, you'll hear the crisp sound of wood chips cracking.

Xiao Wu followed on his right, her rabbit ears twitching gently.

"It smells worse here than the black market."

Su Chen pushed the lantern forward a little.

The dim, yellowish light crept up the ground.

"Bear with it for a while."

"Someone came before, and the ash layer broke."

Shen Zhi walked at the back, his gaze sweeping over the carvings on the wall and the footprints on the ground.

"Unsteady on his feet."

"His injuries haven't healed yet."

"It's not that it's not better."

Su Chen said calmly.

"He was too hasty."

After turning the first bend.

Three thin needles were nailed to the corner of the wall.

The tip of a needle turned black.

Xiao Wu glanced down and immediately frowned in disgust.

"It's poison again."

"Can't he just be honest and straightforward for once?"

Su Chen didn't reply.

He simply raised his hand and flicked his finger.

All three needles were driven into the wooden board on the other side.

Further ahead, there was indeed a taut thin rope on the ground.

The rope end was attached to a broken wooden bucket above it.

The bucket contained wet mud mixed with lime.

Upon seeing this, Shen Zhi's expression finally changed slightly.

"His mind is quite complicated."

"If this kind of person were put into Soto City, he would cause a lot of trouble."

Xiao Wu turned around.

"Now you know, right?"

"This person is full of ulterior motives."

Walk to the end of the passage.

Ahead was a half-open old iron gate.

Behind the door is an abandoned warehouse.

Inside were collapsed wooden frames, moldy cardboard boxes, and dozens of discarded cabinets.

The wind blew in through the broken window, making the scraps of paper rustle.

The light was a little brighter than in the passageway.

Because it was bright, the marks on the ground were clearer.

Three cabinet doors were pried open.

Wax seals, discarded watches, and torn old documents were scattered on the ground.

Xiao Wu walked quickly over and squatted down in front of an overturned box.

Something is missing here.

The deacon followed, his expression changing.

"Two stacks of blank documents are missing."

"Even one of the old molds is gone."

Su Chen looked around and finally his gaze fell on the innermost row of cabinets.

It's too quiet there.

Even the sound of the wind seemed to be blocked.

"Come out."

Su Chen spoke.

There was a brief silence in the warehouse.

Then, a person slowly walked out from behind the cabinet.

It was Tang San.

His complexion was worse than a few days ago, his lips were pale, and his hands were wrapped in newly changed bandages with thin leather gloves over them.

He was holding a wooden box in his arms.

A blank document and half of an old printing mold were visible from the corner of the wooden box.

Xiao Wu frowned as soon as she saw him.

"It really is you."

Tang San didn't look at Xiao Wu.

He stared at Su Chen, his eyes darkening.

"You're really quick."

Su Chen placed the lantern on the broken cabinet next to him.

"It's because you're too slow."

"Taking this scrap material, you plan to forge your own warrant?"

Tang San did not deny it.

"I want to live."

"Is it wrong to get spirit rings and become stronger?"

Xiao Wu replied directly.

"You steal and you still think you're right?"

Tang San's chest heaved slightly.

"Rules are for those who have a way out."

"You've blocked all the way, so I have to find the door myself."

Su Chen looked at the wooden box in his arms.

"Door?"

What you got wasn't a door, but a pile of old papers and a broken stamp.

Tang San's eyes narrowed.

"What do you mean?"

Su Chen took two steps forward.

"Starting last night, all Soul Hunter Tokens in the Fasno Province have been updated."

"The old format is obsolete."

"Old mold, discarded."

"Old sealing wax number, invalid."

"You work all night, and the stuff you make isn't even good enough to fool the gatekeeper."

The warehouse was so quiet that only the sound of the wind could be heard.

Tang San tightened his grip on the wooden box.

The bandage on the back of my hand gradually straightened.

Xiao Wu looked at him, her tone becoming lighter.

"What a waste of time."

Tang San seemed not to hear.

He just stared intently at Su Chen.

"You knew I would come."

"right."

Su Chen answered very readily.

"I've been waiting for you to come."

"Didn't you always think you could find a way out?"

"I'm letting you go."

"Then, one by one, you watch them close in front of you."

Shen Zhi, standing behind, twitched his eyebrows slightly upon hearing this.

This was the first time he truly understood Su Chen's way of doing things.

It wasn't a direct attack.

It forces people to calculate every step meticulously.

Tang San's breathing became heavier with each breath.

What exactly do you want?

"I want you to remember one thing clearly."

Su Chen looked at him.

"You are not qualified to touch the Spirit Hall's territory right now."

"Stealing, cheating, and counterfeiting are all useless."

"What you lack is not a warrant."

"It's about strength."

Tang San gritted his teeth, his voice hoarse.

"You're just relying on your power."

"If you're so capable, remove all these people and be fair to me."

Xiao Wu laughed when she heard this.

Why do you always say things like that?

"You're the one who stole the things, you're the one who forged the warrant, and now you want to talk about fairness?"

Tang San's face turned pale.

Su Chen wasn't angry.

He simply reached out his hand.

"Give me the wooden box."

Tang San didn't move.

They even took a half step back.

Not far behind him was another drainage culvert that had collapsed halfway.

Su Chen glanced at it, his smile faint.

"Still trying to run?"

Tang San suddenly raised his hand.

It's not a hidden weapon.

It was a handful of gray powder.

As soon as the powder was scattered, a pungent and spicy smell filled the warehouse.

Xiao Wu instinctively held her breath and moved to the side.

Shen Zhi raised his sleeve to cover his mouth and nose.

Tang San turned around and rushed towards the entrance of the secret passage.

The movements were even faster than a few days ago, clearly indicating that he had been pushing himself through a lot of training these past few days.

But just as he rushed to the cave entrance, the air in front of him suddenly brightened.

A golden sword light sliced ​​down diagonally from the side.

Don't chop people up.

Only cut the road.

With a hissing sound.

The already loose stone beam above the entrance to the secret passage was cut off on the spot and fell down with a crash.

Gravel and dust instantly blocked the exit.

Tang San abruptly stopped.

He turned around.

Su Chen now held a golden longsword in his right hand.

The sword was gleaming, and the dust and ash floating in the warehouse were silently evaporated as soon as they approached.

Xiao Wu's eyes lit up.

"That was a really nice move."

Su Chen didn't reply to her.

He drew his sword and moved forward, his steps slow.

"I told you."

"You're not leaving today."

Tang San stood in front of the landslide, his chest heaving violently.

On the left was a blocked wall, on the right was Su Chen, and behind them were Shen Zhi and the steward.

The road ends here.

He glanced down at the wooden box in his arms.

Suddenly, he threw the wooden box on the ground.

The lid pops open.

Blank documents, old seal impressions, and half a bottle of prepared sealing wax were scattered all over the floor.

"Take it."

Tang San's voice was strained.

Are you satisfied now?

Su Chen walked up to him and stopped.

"not enough."

Tang San looked up.

"What else do you want?"

"One sentence."

Su Chen looked at him.

"From now on, stay away from Xiao Wu."

The warehouse suddenly fell silent.

Xiao Wu, who was standing behind and had been looking at the old documents on the ground, stopped abruptly upon hearing this.

Tang San stared at Su Chen, the suppressed emotions in his eyes resurfacing.

"I can't even talk to her?"

"no."

"On what grounds?"

"Because you're not clean."

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Su Chen's tone was very flat.

"Their methods are unclean, and their intentions are unclean as well."

"I find it troublesome to get close to anyone."

Xiao Wu didn't refute this time.

She simply wrinkled her nose and nodded.

I agree with that statement.

Tang San stood there, his face turning pale and then flushed.

After a few breaths, he slowly spoke.

"it is good."

"I've got it."

Su Chen glanced at him, then turned and gave instructions to the steward.

"Put the things away."

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"Furthermore, pass on the order."

"Starting today, all Soul Hunter tokens around Nottingham City will require double stamping and double signature."

"Without the seals of both the head of the branch hall and the patrol officer, it is invalid."

The deacon immediately bowed his head.

"Yes."

Shen Zhi looked at the old printing molds on the ground and suddenly smiled.

"With this change, not only him, but even those in Soto City who wanted to take advantage of loopholes will have to behave themselves."

Su Chen put away the Holy Sword of Judgment.

"That's why I say, old rules should be changed if they need to be changed."

Xiao Wu walked over and kicked the empty wooden box on the ground.

"What do we do now? Send him back?"

Su Chen looked at Tang San.

"Send it back to the academy."

"Keep an eye on it."

"Without my permission, he is not to approach any warehouses, pharmacies, blacksmith shops, or city gates."

Tang San suddenly looked up.

"How long are you going to keep me locked up?"

Su Chen said calmly.

"I'll keep you locked up until you truly understand yourself."

After saying that, he turned and walked out.

Xiao Wu immediately followed.

As I stepped out of the warehouse, a gust of wind rushed in, somewhat diluting the smell of old paper and toxic powder inside.

Xiao Wu glanced back at Tang San in the warehouse.

"He looks like a fish that has fallen into a dry well."

Su Chen didn't turn around.

"That was the place he chose himself."

Xiao Wu blinked.

"Tell me, if Zhou Ling from Soto City knew you were busy blocking people in Notting City, would he still dare to continue setting up the arena?"

Su Chen walked forward, his boots crushing a piece of dry branch under his foot.

He better be bold.

As soon as the two stepped outside the stone wall, another deacon from the Spirit Hall quickly came to greet them.

He held in his hand an urgent letter that had just arrived, sealed with the sealing wax from the Soto City branch.

"Your Highness, Holy Son."

"New news just came from Soto City."

"Zhou Ling changed the assessment rules."

The deacon paused, lowering his voice.

"He specifically named Xiao Wu, saying that if she didn't dare to step onto the stage three days later, it would be considered that Notting Academy had to admit defeat first."

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