Douro Continent

Chapter 149 Tang San's Powerful Third Soul Ring (Part 2)

Tang San's body was covered with a layer of brownish-black substance. As the Blue Silver Grass dispersed, this brownish-black substance gradually peeled off his body like falling fruit shells, revealing his body underneath.

When Xiao Wu saw Tang San's body again, her pretty face flushed crimson with embarrassment. Tang San was completely naked, his muscles incredibly defined, not exaggeratedly bulging, but exuding power. A faint purple aura swirled beneath his bronze skin. He hovered in the air, his previously cross-legged legs now relaxed, limbs hanging naturally, giving him an eerie and sinister air.

Among Tang San's messy black hair, a very obvious strand of purple hair appeared. The purple hair itself seemed to emit a luster, which Xiao Wu could see very clearly.

The groans that had been coming from Tang San were now slowly opening his eyes, which were filled with confusion.

Tang San himself didn't know what was happening; he only felt that he was enduring and bearing extreme pain. The belief in saving Xiao Wu sustained his will. When the intense pain suddenly disappeared, an indescribable sense of relief instantly spread throughout his body.

The pain was bearable, and when the excruciating relief followed, Tang San finally fell into a deep sleep. When he regained consciousness, it was the scene Xiao Wu had just witnessed.

A blurry scene appeared before Tang San's eyes, as if shrouded in a white veil. His senses gradually returned, and as his consciousness cleared, the scenery before him became clearer.

His body felt indescribably comfortable, as if every cell in his body was cheering with joy. Only his back was a little itchy, as if something was extending out from behind him. He could feel the dampness of the soil and the breeze of the surrounding air, but Tang San vaguely sensed that something had changed.

By this time, everyone else had also noticed Tang San's change. Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong, seeing his naked body, quickly turned away shyly, unable to look any longer. Xiao Wu, though equally shy, valued Tang San's safety more, and suppressing her embarrassment, continued to gaze intently at him.

Two yellow and one purple spirit rings pulsated around Tang San's body, the purple one being particularly noticeable, its translucent purple hue highlighting Tang San's naked form. All the Blue Silver Grass around Tang San had vanished, leaving only the eight enormous, three-meter-long spider legs on his back.

"Brother—," Xiao Wu couldn't help but call out softly.

The sudden sound startled Tang San. The voice was so familiar and so longed for to him. He subconsciously looked in the direction from which the sound came and saw Xiao Wu looking up at him.

Tang San's body trembled violently, and he tried to pounce on Xiao Wu, but at this moment, his body was suspended in the air by four spider legs. The spider legs were also part of his body, and with a thought, they naturally retracted and were pulled out of the ground.

Tang San himself was unaware of the changes in his body. He immediately lost his balance and fell from the air.

"Watch out!" Xiao Wu exclaimed, opening her arms to catch Tang San's body. Fortunately, she was quite strong, and the impact of Tang San falling from a height of about two meters was not too great, which is why Xiao Wu caught him just in time.

The eight spider legs on his back simultaneously rose up, which looked strange, but did not affect Tang San's movements.

The familiar scent filled his nostrils, and Tang San almost immediately wrapped his arms around Xiao Wu. "Am I...am I dreaming? Xiao Wu, is it really you?"

Xiao Wu also hugged Tang San tightly, already sobbing uncontrollably.

At this moment, Tang San had gradually recovered from the daze he had just awakened. He knew Xiao Wu's scent all too well, and the warmth of the soft body in his arms confirmed that it was all real. Xiao Wu was back; she was back.

"Don't cry, it's good that you're back, it's good that you're back." Gently patting Xiao Wu's back, Tang San couldn't help but feel tears welling up in his eyes. All his worries melted away at that moment, and the feeling of seeing Xiao Wu again, as if from another world, made him tremble with emotion. Compared to Xiao Wu, the third spirit ring he had just obtained was nothing. In his heart, nothing was more important than Xiao Wu's life.

"Brother, it's all my fault. I made you worry," Xiao Wu said, her voice choked with emotion.

Tang San shook his head. "Silly girl, it's my fault. I'm incompetent and failed to protect you."

"Cough cough." The coughing sound from the side startled the two people who were feeling a mix of joy and sorrow.

The one coughing was Dai Mubai. "Hey mistress, while I admit you're quite well-endowed, shouldn't you at least put on some pants first? After all, there are other girls around."

Tang San was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at himself, only to find that he wasn't even wearing a piece of cloth.

Xiao Wu then realized what was happening, her pretty face flushing red with embarrassment. She quickly closed her eyes, but still couldn't bear to leave Xiao San's embrace. She simply buried her head in his chest and refused to lift it.

"This... how did I end up like this? Who took my clothes off?" Tang San asked dumbfounded.

Oscar popped out from the side, "Nobody took your clothes off, so how would anyone know how they disappeared?"

Tang San reached for his waist and thankfully, the Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moonlit Night was still there. He quickly and gently pushed Xiao Wu away and swiftly took out a set of clothes to put on.

Putting on his pants was fine, but when he put on his shirt, a problem arose. Tang San then noticed the strange thing about his back. When he saw the eight spider-like spikes growing from his back, he was stunned.

Fatty Ma Hongjun, as if on cue, said, "Don't ask us why this happened, none of us know. It happened during the process of you absorbing that Human-Faced Demon Spider's spirit ring. Tang San, did your spirit ring mutate?"

Tang San had at least put on his pants by now. Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing also turned around. After waiting for a day and a night, Tang San was finally alright, but the changes in his body were so strange that they aroused everyone's curiosity. Even Zhao Wuji was no exception.

"Let me experience it for myself." Tang San stood there and slowly closed his eyes.

Generally speaking, after absorbing a spirit ring, a spirit master can sense what their newly acquired spirit skill is. Just like Oscar, who immediately knew his third sausage spirit spell after absorbing his third spirit ring.

Tang San endured immense pain during the absorption of the spirit ring, so much so that he spent the latter half of the absorption and transformation process unconscious. Only then was he able to regain his senses and fully experience everything this third spirit ring brought him.

Tang San's meditation lasted for almost half an hour. When he opened his eyes again, his expression was somewhat strange.

"How is it?" Xiao Wu asked anxiously.

Tang San asked doubtfully, "There shouldn't be a problem. Spirit rings don't mutate. My teacher once said that only martial spirits can mutate, and different martial spirits will produce different effects when absorbing the same spirit ring. I've already gained a skill after absorbing the spirit ring from the Human-Faced Demon Spider. Everything is normal. However, I can't explain these eight spider legs on my back."

"Ouch!" A scream suddenly rang out, startling everyone. They thought a soul beast was attacking and immediately became alert. But when they looked at the screamer, they found no warning signs.

The scream came from Ma Hongjun, his right hand tightly gripping his left, his face contorted in agony. His left hand had turned a deep purple, and the skin appeared to have broken, with black fluid flowing down it. A trail of black energy rapidly ascended his arm.

"Oh no, he's been poisoned. Oscar, quick!" Zhao Wuji roared, rushing to Ma Hongjun's side and slapping him on the shoulder with his powerful soul force to suppress the poison invading his body.

"I have a small sausage." The dry sausage was promptly fed to the fat man. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Unfortunately, their relaxation didn't last long.

The small sausage entered his stomach, and its detoxifying effect took effect immediately. The black energy that had been flowing up his arm and into his eyes stopped spreading and was expelled in the opposite direction. However, this process only lasted a short time. The black energy hadn't even reached the fat man's elbow when it suddenly stopped, and then, a moment later, it started to spread upwards again.

Oscar's expression changed drastically. "Oh no, even my little sausage can't neutralize this poison; it's too potent. Fatty, how did you get poisoned?"

Large drops of sweat streamed down Ma Hongjun's forehead, clearly indicating he was enduring immense pain. Despite Zhao Wuji's help, their combined soul power wasn't very effective against the poison, and the black aura continued to spread. The fat man's hands had even begun to fester.

Only a short while had passed since the fat man screamed in agony. The potency of the poison shocked everyone.

The fat man gritted his teeth and endured the immense pain, barely managing to say, "I just touched Tang San's spider legs out of curiosity and this happened. Tang San, those spider legs of yours are poisonous."

Tang San paused for a moment, then a thought flashed through his mind. He suddenly remembered something. "Fatty, don't move. Everyone, get out of the way. Don't touch my spider leg spikes again."

(End of this chapter)