In Douluo Continent, he tricked Xiao Wu into giving him a soul ring.

The place is no longer alive. Tall trees, dozens of meters high, lie sprawled out in disarray, with a huge crater in the center filled with the remains of giant plants, bearing charred marks.

There were also many shallow pits of varying sizes around. In the center of one of these pits, a vine with fine, pale gold veins on its surface caught Tang Ritian's attention.

An old face was on the vine, its former luster gone, its trunk decayed beyond repair. Tang Ritian stepped forward and gently touched it, and the vine instantly shattered. With a gust of wind, it vanished completely from this world.

Looking at the Blue Silver King, who was dead beyond any doubt, Tang Ritian fell into deep despair for a moment. The Blue Silver King was dead, and his son would never be able to awaken the Blue Silver Emperor.

The idea of ​​cultivating twin martial souls has become a joke.

Is fate playing a cruel joke on him?

He was given a son with twin martial souls, but the son's path to growth was full of hardships and setbacks. First, the right leg bone of the 100,000-year Blue Silver Emperor that was prepared for him was stolen. Then, he was forced to switch to cultivating the second martial soul ahead of schedule. In the end, he could not even awaken the Blue Silver Emperor.

After a brief period of despair came anger. Purple, black, black, black, black, red—six incredibly terrifying and bizarre spirit rings rose from beneath Tang Ritian's feet.

He swung the Haotian Hammer and smashed it wildly into the forest.

"Who? Who killed the Blue Silver King?" Tang Ritian roared to the sky.

Hearing the loud noise from inside the forest, Tang San, worried about his father's safety, hurriedly flew into the forest. When he arrived at Tang Ritian's side, he saw Tang Ritian's lonely figure leaning on the Clear Sky Hammer with one hand, and the mess around him. Tang San was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to ask, "Dad, what happened?"

“Little San, I’m so sorry. I should have brought you here sooner. The only one who could awaken the Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul for you, the Blue Silver King, is dead. Now, unless your mother comes back to life, no one else can awaken the Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul for you.” Tang Ritian kept his head down, his eyes hidden in shadow. In that instant, he seemed to have aged ten years.

Upon hearing this, Tang San's mind went blank for a moment. He felt dizzy and staggered, almost collapsing to the ground.

He fell into deep self-doubt.

Without the Blue Silver Emperor, can I catch up with Lan Si by relying solely on cultivating Blue Silver Grass?

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Starry Sky Forest.

As evening approached and the sun set, the evening glow in the west contrasted beautifully with the starry forest, creating a magnificent and unique spectacle.

After nearly a day of absorption, the sixth black soul ring on Lan Si's body, representing the Soul Emperor realm, finally appeared. Meanwhile, the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's corpse, after having its soul ring absorbed, turned to dust and vanished into the world.

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Chapter 285 Infiltrating the Haotian Sect (3000-word long chapter)

Lan Si slowly opened her eyes, a faint smile appearing on her face.

Level 63, that's Lan Si's current soul power level.

Not only that, but the two major cultivation techniques also broke through to the seventh level because they had lost their bottlenecks.

If he was only barely comparable to a Soul Douluo when he used his self-fusion martial soul technique before, now he can completely surpass a Soul Douluo.

Even if the old poison master were standing in front of him now, without the inner core of the Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Serpent, he could not afford to underestimate him.

If he were to add the inner core, he believed he could utterly crush his opponent.

"Ah Si, how are you feeling?" Upon seeing Lan Si awaken, Qian Renxue immediately stepped forward to help him up.

Lan Si nodded and smiled, "Yes, very good, very powerful. I have obtained a spatial soul skill that can be described as a life-saving divine skill."

"A spatial soul skill?" Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue clearly became interested and asked, "What kind of spatial soul skill is it?"

Any skill that can be linked to space is undoubtedly a very powerful skill.

Lan Si thought for a moment and replied, "Hmm... it might be a bit complicated to explain in detail, so I'll demonstrate it for you."

As he spoke, his sixth spirit ring lit up. Without making any move, he simply picked up a piece of gravel from the ground and casually threw it out, where it embedded itself in a towering tree a hundred meters away.

Then he continued to say to Qian Renxue, "Alright, Xue'er, now try using your fifth soul skill, the Divine Sword, to attack me. Don't worry, I'm fine."

"Well... alright then, be careful. I'll slow down. If it gets too much, just dodge." Qian Renxue hesitated for a moment, then summoned her six-winged angel martial soul. Her fifth soul ring lit up, and the Holy Sword appeared in her hand out of thin air. Then, it transformed into a streak of light and stabbed towards Lan Si.

Just as the Holy Sword was about to touch Lan Si, he slowly raised his right hand, and a small black hole appeared out of thin air, accurately sucking the Holy Sword into it.

With a soft hiss, a towering tree not far away burst into flames. It was the very tree that Lan Si had previously embedded in the rubble.

Looking at the tree trunk again, a strange longsword had somehow become embedded in it. What else could it be but the sacred sword that had just been sucked into the small black hole?

Qian Renxue stood there stunned, exclaiming, "How did you do that?"

Lan Si smiled and explained, "My sixth soul skill is called Spatial Teleportation. It only requires leaving a designated mark. Theoretically, it can teleport anyone or anything to a place marked with that mark. Just now, I left a unique mark on that piece of rubble and then embedded it in the tree. Your Sacred Sword was teleported there by me. Like this."

As he spoke, Lan Si snapped his fingers, and a black hole appeared out of thin air behind him, swallowing him whole. When the black hole disappeared and reappeared, he was already standing next to the giant tree burning with raging flames.

He drew the Sacred Sword, used the extreme cold attribute of the Azure Lotus Martial Soul to extinguish the fire, then slowly walked to Qian Renxue's side, handed the Sacred Sword back to her, and smiled, "That's it."

"It's truly amazing." Qian Renxue took the Sacred Sword and couldn't help but exclaim. If this thing were to mark a person, it would almost certainly mean death, because very few people could dodge such a close-range attack without any precautions.

The two, Snake Spear and Porcupine, standing to the side, were also somewhat terrified. If they were marked by Lan Si and then another Title Douluo launched an attack and teleported to their side, they would probably be severely injured, if not killed.

"Are there any limitations to your soul skill?" Qian Renxue then asked.

Lan Si said calmly, "There is one: my palm must touch the target to place the mark, and once the mark is placed, it is almost impossible to remove."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but recall the anime "Naruto" that he had watched on Blue Star in his previous life, and he couldn't help but think to himself, "Isn't this just a Douluo version of the Flying Thunder God?"

"Can you usually see this mark?" Qian Renxue continued to ask.

“Inanimate objects cannot be hidden, while living objects will only appear at the moment of teleportation,” Lan Si replied.

"Alright, then plant it in me. If you encounter any danger, you can teleport to my side immediately." Qian Renxue extended her right hand to him.

Lan Si took Qian Renxue's right hand and asked hesitantly, "Xue'er, aren't you worried about what will happen to me during the eight-year agreement...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Qian Renxue glared at him, "You dare?"

He swallowed his words again. His wife had already said that, so how could he dare? Besides, for her to be willing to let him plant a mark, that required a great deal of trust. At the very least, neither Serpent Spear nor Porcupine would dare to do that.

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A month later, the Moon Pavilion in Tiandou City welcomed two guests.

One of them was about the same age as Lan Si, with an ordinary appearance, but a faint aura of menace emanated from his brows, making him appear very gloomy.

The other man was even more wretched. He had only one arm, was unkempt, had cloudy eyes, a messy hairstyle, and wore patched, tattered gray clothes. If you didn't know him, you would think he was a beggar.

They were Tang Ritian and Tang San.

Just like in the original story, the father and son were driven away by the staff of Yuexuan.

The result can be imagined.

Tang San, citing "looking down on people," crippled the arm of a Yuexuan staff member.

Perhaps because he had no way to vent his frustrations, Tang San was even more ruthless in his attacks, leaving none of them unscathed, even though he had not yet set off for the City of Slaughter.

Finally, Tang Yuehua arrived, reunited with Tang Ritian, and welcomed the father and son up to the fifth floor. Only then did the farce end.

"Hao, how did you become like this? Who was so cruel as to cut off your right arm?" Seeing the empty sleeve of Tang Ritian's right arm, Tang Yuehua couldn't wait to rush into Tang Ritian's arms as soon as she reached the fifth floor, covering her face and crying.

Tang Ritian gently patted Tang Yuehua's back. Before he could speak, Tang San spoke up angrily, "It was the Spirit Hall. Dad's arm was cut off by Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Spirit Hall."

"What a vicious woman." Hearing this, Tang Yuehua's eyes also revealed resentment. She wiped away her tears, turned her gaze to Tang San, and asked softly, "Child, what is your name?"

"Aunt, my name is Tang San." At this time, Tang San had not yet experienced the two years of life-and-death trials in the City of Slaughter, so when he learned that the mature and beautiful woman in front of him was his aunt, he naturally stepped forward to acknowledge her.

Tang Yuehua's body stiffened slightly. She turned to look at Tang Ritian and couldn't help but sigh. So many years had passed, yet he still couldn't forget her.

Tang Ritian seemed to understand Tang Yuehua's thoughts. After a moment of silence, he changed the subject, asking, "How is my elder brother doing?"

Tang Yuehua sighed again, "It's not good. Although he doesn't say anything, I know he's been suffering a lot these past years. The last time I went back, I accidentally saw him staring blankly at a portrait of the three of us when we were little. He's a dignified level 96 Title Douluo, and even I, who isn't even a Soul Master, didn't notice him when I got close."

At this point, tears streamed down her face again.

Upon hearing this, Tang San was startled. He hadn't expected that he had such a powerful uncle. His soul power was even a level higher than his father's at his peak.

Tang Ritian's figure stiffened for a moment, and a look of pain appeared in his eyes. "I have failed the sect."

"Don't say that. The fault wasn't yours back then. It was that damned Spirit Hall. If it weren't for them, our sect wouldn't have ended up like this." At this point, Tang Yuehua couldn't help but get emotional again. She hugged Tang Ritian's only remaining arm and pleaded, "Hao, this time I won't let you leave again no matter what. Come back with me. I... my brother and I miss you terribly."

Tang Ritian gave a bitter smile. "Go back? Can I even go back now? I'm no longer a member of the sect. Besides, you can see what I look like now, neither human nor ghost. What face do I have to return to the sect?"

At this point, a self-deprecating smile appeared on his sallow old face. He withdrew his hand from Tang Yuehua's soft embrace and gently placed it on her delicate shoulder, pleading, "Yuehua, actually, I came here this time to ask you for a favor."

"Tell me, I'll agree to anything." This was the first time Tang Ritian had pleaded with Tang Yuehua, and she agreed almost without hesitation.

"I hope you can take Xiao San to the Haotian Sect," Tang Ritian said seriously.

"Should we let the mistress be recognized by her ancestors?" A troubled look flashed across Tang Yuehua's eyes. There were simply too many people in the Tang Haotian Sect who hated Tang Ritian and his son. Just as Lan Si had said before, looking at the entire Haotian Sect, which family hadn't lost a few people because of Tang Ritian and his son?

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This was beyond her capabilities, and even her elder brother, who was the sect leader, could not easily make a decision.

"No, it's not the right time yet. I just want Xiao San to personally deliver a letter to him for me." A hint of hesitation flashed in Tang Ritian's eyes, then he shook his head. He knew that with Tang San's current strength, it would be difficult to gain the approval of the sect elders. In addition, since he couldn't return the two inherited soul bones to the sect, the difficulty of recognizing his ancestors was infinitely magnified, almost to zero.

"I will," Tang Yuehua readily agreed. As the younger sister of the Haotian Sect's leader, bringing someone into the Haotian Sect would be quite simple for her.

Seeing that Tang Yuehua agreed, Tang Ritian had no intention of staying any longer. He glanced at Tang San and said, "Little San, remember what I said. After delivering the letter, go down the mountain immediately. I will wait for you at the agreed location."

After saying that, he jumped out of the window.

"Hao—" Tang Yuehua shouted and quickly walked to the window, but Tang Ritian was nowhere to be seen.

Tears silently streamed down Tang Yuehua's face; she felt a deep ache in her heart.

Why...why did he leave again?

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Evening, the Crown Prince's residence.

Lan Si, who had just finished a day of cultivation, received a message from Qian Renxue: "A Si, Yuexuan started purchasing supplies in large quantities a few hours ago. I think Tang Yuehua is probably preparing to return to Haotian Sect."

"Didn't they say there's still a month until the semi-annual supply procurement period?" A look of surprise flashed across Lan Si's eyes. The reason he had been staying in Tiandou City for the past month was to wait for news of Tang Yuehua's trip to the Haotian Sect. He planned to use this opportunity to infiltrate the Haotian Sect. After all, he had long coveted the Haotian Sect's Nine Absolute Techniques.

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Chapter 286 Tang Ritian's Request