Douluo Continent: Transmigrated as Qian Renxue's follower, forced to become a god

Chapter 24 Tang San: Pointed at by a Thousand!

A mouthful of foul-smelling, corrosive venom rained down from the sky, like tears shed after learning that the other party intended to attack.

"Quick, get out of here!" the dean shouted in horror. "This is no longer the kind of attack a hundred-year-old soul beast could have; it must have reached the level of a thousand-year-old soul beast!"

After a brief moment of disorientation, Tang San came to his senses, but by then the corrosive solution had already reached him—not just the liquid that had dripped onto his tiger's mouth, but also some that had just splashed out of his eyeballs.

"hiss--"

Tang San let out a painful scream.

The dean, who was over fifty years old, pulled Tang San up, intending to forcibly take him away using his level 42 soul power.

However, he had to go to great lengths to deal with even a ghost vine that was over 600 years old, so what could he possibly do against this thousand-year-old soul beast?

Despite the excruciating pain in his hand, Tang San took out some food from his soul tool. This was food they had bought in advance for the journey.

But this time Luo Sanpao didn't come along, so the food was just some small items.

Tang San threw out the food and the tiny hidden weapons he had previously prepared.

A roasted sweet potato that had been prepared in advance was soaked in the venom and was completely corroded in an instant.

"Damn it, if only I had some kind of defensive soul tool right now," Tang San cursed inwardly.

"Why didn't that brat Dai Yuhao get reborn with me?!"

But all he can do now is utter these useless inner cries.

He was indeed the reincarnation of the Supreme God-King, but...

But... he also needs the corresponding level of cultivation to support his ambition!

Now, for the first time, he's trying to rewrite the script, adding just a tiny bit of variation—

As a result, they were punished!

Does that mean I can't even make slight changes to the script?

Unfortunately, there's no time for him to review and reflect now; he has to run!

After being pulled out of the viscous liquid by the dean, Tang San immediately made a decisive move, channeling almost all of his most prized Xuan Tian Gong into his hands. He activated the Xuan Yu Hand, clearing all the toxins from his hands.

It was because he hadn't used some of his most basic abilities for so long that he instinctively treated the Jade Hand as a passive skill from before.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and retaliated after a moment of distraction.

The soul power brought by the Mysterious Heaven Skill was activated, and his ghostly footwork after escaping the mud made his movements faster.

"Truly worthy of being a disciple taught by a master! Such skills are truly rare, and that way of throwing food is simply divinely inspired!" The dean said as he led Tang San to dodge various branches and venom falling from the sky.

When Tang San heard this, he was startled!

He realized that in this era, the Xuan Tian Gong had not yet become as widespread as it would be tens of thousands of years later!

At the time, he was trapped in the black hole, fighting wits and courage with other god kings, and before he knew it, the Tang Sect had leaked his secrets! Just thinking about it makes him angry!

So now he's starting to consider whether he should take his anger out on the dean in front of him.

Anyway, this guy isn't a master, so whether he lives or dies is none of his business.

When the master saw his hidden weapon skills, he seriously considered whether or not to kill him.

Now, he understands that if he wants to gain connections and resources without changing the script, this master with only a title is indispensable.

After a brief moment of thought, Tang San made up his mind.

At worst, we can just go through the same situation as when we absorbed the human-faced demon spider.

He was still greedy. Despite the danger he faced for revising the script, he still planned to use the dean, whom he had already marked as a "path to death," as a sacrifice for his second soul ring, which was at the thousand-year level.

"Dean, I can't hold on much longer..."

Tang San used his Mysterious Heaven Skill to subtly shake his internal organs—his cultivation was gone, but his skills accumulated over tens of thousands of years remained.

Then, a mouthful of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"You're injured!" The dean exclaimed anxiously upon seeing Tang San's injury. "Don't worry, I'll get you out of here right away!"

"Master is an old friend of mine, and I can't let anything happen to his only disciple! His martial spirit theory is still waiting for you to carry it forward!"

The dean made up his mind, and then his fourth spirit ring began to bloom.

His cane spirit is called the Flame Cane, which gives him some ability to control flames. This is why he can suppress plant-type spirit beasts to a certain extent.

This fourth soul skill, which comes after a century, is also his most powerful technique to date.

"Piercing Flame Impact!"

The dean shouted, and then a burst of fire appeared at the tip of his cane.

The flames shot toward a dark shadow not far away, which was the true form of the Demon Eye Tree.

"This little flame should be able to hold it off for a while." Guangling Douluo said, holding Shi Yueyi's small body in his hand.

In his other hand, there was an even smaller soul tool, which was flashing a faint light.

I'm currently reading the error-free version! This is the first time I've published this novel.

Shi Yueyi covered her nose, shook her hair, looked at the two guys below, and said, "Fire is indeed the nemesis of plants, but it can only block them for a while, as you said."

"Have you noticed anything wrong?" asked the Light Feather Douluo.

Shi Yueyi nodded and then said, "Let's leave aside the throwing technique Tang San just used... The main thing is that his palms suddenly became crystal clear, you saw that, right? This shouldn't be a soul skill, but some other kind of ability."

Guangling Douluo frowned: "It doesn't seem like a soul bone skill, unless he obtained a rare external hand bone. But where would such a young child get an external soul bone? Could it have been given to him by Tang Hao?"

He still harbored doubts about the claim that "Tang San was protected by a god."

But what happened next forced him to believe it.

Tang San then wiped his hand and took out a long spear from his soul tool, which he then brandished.

"Is this guy trying to shred the branches that are coming at him with his spear?" Guangling Douluo frowned more and more deeply.

Tang San's spear technique is unique; it's a move he's been secretly practicing all along—"Pointing at a Thousand People!"

Perhaps because he knew that his fifth soul skill was bestowed by the Blue Silver King and would condense into the Blue Silver Overlord Spear or even the Overlord Spear, he decided to use some spears in advance to awaken his muscle memory.

His enhanced power from blacksmithing was now on full display, as the spear thrust out repeatedly, clearing away the surrounding tangled branches.

"Something's not right. This kind of gun technique..." Guangling Douluo's eyes narrowed. "It seems to have transcended ordinary gun techniques and condensed gun intent, just like sword intent."

He seemed to have only ever felt something similar in one instance: when he saw a swordsman challenge Qian Daoliu, only to have his attacks blocked nine times in a row by the High Priest using his angelic soul power, ultimately leaving him severely injured.

He and the other worshippers had observed from afar, so they all considered themselves inferior to the Great Worshipper.

Although the spear intent that Tang San used at this moment was weak, it did indeed possess a certain "charm"!

Now he had to reconsider what Shi Yueyi had said.

However, this was not the end. Just as Tang San was prying open the surrounding branches, he looked at the Dean who was launching a series of fire attacks on the Demon Eye Tree.

Tang San won't be written as too weak; that's what makes the story interesting.

"Pointing at a Thousand People" is a spear technique that Dou Sanli taught to his son, and its prototype seems to be one of the Thirteen Styles.

(End of this chapter)