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

"I'm going to kill them." Huo Wu wanted to rush forward again, but Huo Wushuang stopped her.

"Forget it, little sister. They already held back. Besides, even if you caught up, you wouldn't be a match for them." Huo Wushuang sighed, holding his sister tightly. As the saying goes, those involved are often blinded, while onlookers see clearly. In the instant Lan Si shouted, he clearly felt the change in Zhu Zhuqing's hand gestures, and then she instantly flung Huo Wu away. This meant that she hadn't used her full strength at all, just as Lan Si had said, she was simply playing around.

"Brother..." Huo Wu's eyes reddened, her pupils filled with resentment. It was one thing for her to lose to Lan Si, after all, Lan Si was hailed as the strongest among the younger generation, but now even Lan Si's little girlfriend had defeated her, which dealt another unbearable blow to her competitive nature.

Huo Wushuang sighed helplessly, "My silly sister, although I hate to admit it, an opponent like this is simply beyond our ability to defeat. If it were Feng Xiaotian, perhaps we would have a better chance. On the other hand, that Zhu Zhuqing, I think you can consider her as your future opponent. Judging from your duel today, I can see that her close combat ability is very strong, and she has a wealth of combat experience. She might be another formidable opponent. We might even meet her in the qualifying rounds. If you really don't want to lose, then work hard. This kind of unreasonable behavior is useless."

"That's right, Huowu, when the final round of the qualifiers starts tomorrow, Lan Si agreed to duel me. I'll definitely teach him a lesson for you then." Feng Xiaotian, who had been teased by Lan Si for being cool for only three seconds, suddenly emerged from the crowd and immediately adopted a sycophantic look, speaking indignantly.

"Get lost! Just seeing you makes me angry. We'll talk after you've actually beaten Lan Si." Huo Wu was furious when Feng Xiaotian suddenly appeared.

Originally, when Feng Xiaotian defeated Tang San and said, "Even the number one weapon spirit in the world is nothing more than a hammer that is slightly more powerful than other spirit spirits before it is attached with spirit rings," Huo Wu's impression of him began to change. But when he saw her, he was truly cool for only three seconds and tough for a second or two. After she tested him a little, he instantly turned into the humble appearance that Lan Si had described.

........

After leaving the Great Soul Arena, Lan Si took his wife and cousin for a stroll, had lunch, and then returned to the hotel. They each went to their own rooms. While nurturing their relationship was important, improving their strength was the most pressing matter. His soul power had already broken through level 47 a month before the Soul Master Competition began, and after a month of intense competition, he was now vaguely approaching the level 48 bottleneck.

With a little more effort, I might be able to raise my soul power to level 48 before the finals. Then, I'd have a much better chance of winning the Soul Master Tournament.

As evening approached, there was a knock on Lan Si's door, and a charming female voice she had never heard before rang out from outside, "Mr. Lan Si, your dinner has arrived."

"Strange? I didn't order dinner." Lan Si slowly opened his eyes, frowned, and his azure fiery eyes instinctively activated, a smile instantly spreading across his lips. He got up and opened the door. Before him stood a stunningly beautiful woman with a voluptuous figure.

"Hello, Mr. Lan Si, this is your dinner," the alluring woman said respectfully.

"I don't recall having dinner," Lan Si said with a smile, his eyes darting up and down at the alluring woman without restraint.

"This is a special gift from our hotel. The manager heard about your glorious deeds in the Soul Master Competition and specially ordered me to bring you dinner." Feeling Lan Si's unbridled gaze, the charming woman subtly raised her delicate eyebrows.

"In that case, bring it in. Remember to close the door too." Lan Si turned and went back inside.

"Yes." The alluring woman responded respectfully, biting her red lips, and walked into the room, closing the door behind her.

"Just put it on the table, I'll eat it myself later." Lan Si propped himself up on the bed with both hands, sat down casually, and then pointed to the table next to him.

"Yes." The alluring woman carefully placed the food down, bowed slightly, and stood there without leaving.

"Why aren't you leaving yet? Could it be that your manager isn't just here to have you deliver dinner?" Lan Si asked with a wicked smile.

The alluring woman seemed to be confirming the accuracy of Lan Si's words. Her face flushed red, she lowered her head and didn't answer. But the way she clutched her skirt betrayed her; she was practically bursting with rage.

Chapter 301 The Old Rabbit Was Eaten (Long Chapter)

———Three chapters combined, 6,000 words, updated at 7 PM. One more chapter is expected today———

"The key isn't what I want, but what you can give me. A 100,000-year-old soul bone? I think there's no one in the entire Douluo Continent who wouldn't be tempted by that." A sly smile suddenly appeared on Lan Si's lips.

After a moment's thought, Tang Ritian offered a condition that he believed Lan Si could not refuse: "I will help you return to the Haotian Sect and be recognized as a member of your clan. I think this must be your father's wish for many years."

"You'll help me? Please, which branch of the entire Haotian Sect hasn't lost a few people because of you? Don't let the elders kick you out before I even get in." Lan Si rolled his eyes, thinking to himself, who would want to acknowledge that lousy sect? If I were to go, I'd go with overwhelming strength and cause a ruckus.

Tang Ritian's lips twitched, but he didn't know how to refute it, because what Lan Si said was true.

He continued, "After the Soul Master Competition ends, I'll find you a suitable training ground so you can acquire your talent domain?"

"I'm sorry, although the talent domain is very tempting, I already have my own future plans." Lan Si shook his head. Wasn't the so-called training ground Tang Ritian mentioned just about increasing his killing power? He could go there himself; why should he rely on Tang Ritian?

"So what exactly do you want?" Tang Ritian looked troubled. Although he was a titled Douluo, he was actually incredibly poor. He really had nothing to give the other party.

"I've already said, the key isn't what I want, but what you can give me." Lan Si shrugged slightly, a sly smile suddenly appearing on his lips. "I heard from Sect Master Ning of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School that the reason you're called the Haotian Douluo is because you've mastered a unique technique called 'Ring Explosion.' If you can teach me, I might be able to help you win that 100,000-year-old soul bone. Of course, that's on the condition that I can defeat the Spirit Hall's..."

Before Lan Si could finish speaking, Tang Ritian decisively refused, "No way. First of all, this cultivation method has extremely high requirements for the user. The Clear Sky Sect can only pass it on to one person per generation. You haven't inherited the Clear Sky Sect's martial soul, so how can you use this secret technique? Moreover, even if you awaken the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul, I will not teach it to anyone, including my son, without the joint permission of the current sect leader and elders of the Clear Sky Sect."

In reality, even if Lan Si awakened the Clear Sky Hammer and gained the approval of the current sect leader and elders of the Clear Sky Sect, Tang Hao would not pass it on to him. This is because he already has a chosen successor for the Clear Sky Douluo: his son, Tang San.

Once his son cultivates his second martial soul and learns the Clear Sky Secret Technique, he doesn't believe Lan Si will still be a match for his son. This is why he doesn't harbor the same animosity towards Lan Si as the Shrek Seven Devils. On one hand, Lan Si comes from the Clear Sky Sect; on the other hand, talent determines one's potential. No matter how outstanding Lan Si's talent is, his future achievements can never surpass those of his son Tang San, who possesses twin martial souls.

"Then let's go with the Nine Absolute Techniques of Haotian." Lan Si curled his lips, showing no surprise whatsoever. If Tang Ritian could teach it, he wouldn't be Tang Ritian.

"Still no good. This is the Haotian Sect's true ultimate technique, second only to the Exploding Rings. It's a powerful ability that can be truly applied in actual combat. Even among the direct disciples of the Haotian Sect, not everyone can receive the Nine Ultimate Techniques. Only with the joint approval of the Sect Master and Elders can it be taught." Tang Ritian still refused.

"You won't teach me this, you won't teach me that, then what else can you teach me? A 100,000-year-old soul bone, and you think you can get something for nothing?" Lan Si was somewhat annoyed.

Tang Ritian pondered for a moment and said, "I can teach you the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique." This is just a very common combo forging technique of the Haotian Sect, and it is a compulsory course for almost every Haotian Sect disciple. There is nothing wrong with teaching it to Lan Si.

"Is this what you're talking about?" Lan Si curled his lip in disdain, rapidly wielding the Azure Lotus Sword in his hand. He unleashed eighty-one sword strikes in one fluid motion. The moment he unleashed the eighty-first strike, a massive dragon-shaped sword aura burst forth, instantly shattering a giant round stone nearly three meters in diameter beside Tang Ritian.

A thunderous sound resounded throughout the heavens and earth, carrying far and wide.

"Nine times nine equals one, this... how is this possible..." Tang Ritian's eyes widened. Even within the Haotian Sect, aside from the sect leader and elders, very few could accomplish this. And Lan Si had actually figured it out on his own without any guidance; it was truly unbelievable.

"Nothing is impossible. Just observe a few more times and you'll learn it," Lan Si said calmly. More than a year ago, when he had just broken through the bottleneck of the level 40 Soul Master, he was already able to swing the hammer up to the forty-eighth time. Now, after more than a year of hard training, using the method that Tang Ritian taught Tang San under the waterfall in the original work, he had already mastered the maximum of eighty-one hammer strikes.

He had only used the Azure Lotus Sword to unleash it just now; if he had used his second martial soul, the Haotian Bamboo Shoot, its power would have been even greater.

"Alright, it seems you have nothing more to teach me. We've already wasted so much time, the convoy should be quite far ahead by now, and I don't want my girlfriend to worry. As for that 100,000-year-old soul bone, you'll have to figure that out yourself. Isn't your precious son also participating in the competition? And he's a Twin Spirit Hall academy member at that. If you add four soul rings to his Clear Sky Hammer, Shrek Academy's chances of defeating Spirit Hall Academy might be even greater than mine. After all, no matter how powerful I am, I'm still just one person." As he spoke, Lan Si turned and leaped down the mountainside, then chased after the convoy without looking back.

Watching Lan Si's figure gradually disappear into the distance, Tang Ritian was slightly lost in thought. While feeling regret that Lan Si's talent was so terrifying but he hadn't awakened the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul, he seemed to have made up his mind and murmured, "Now that things have come to this, it seems that this is the only way."

In fact, he didn't believe that Lan Si alone could defeat the entire Spirit Hall team.

The reason he came to Lan Si was simply to seek insurance.

Rather than making a request, it was more like a test and probing of Lan Si.

As a result, before he could even open his mouth, Lan Si began to berate him repeatedly, defending the Haotian Sect in every way and showing great hatred for him as a sinner of the Haotian Sect.

This trip was worthwhile.

At least, he confirmed that Lan Si harbored no hatred or threat towards the Haotian Sect, and that he cared deeply for the sect and longed to return to the Haotian Sect to acknowledge his ancestors.

...........

The scene returns to Tang San's side.

Upon seeing his father arrive, Tang San's eyes instantly lit up with joy, and he excitedly said, "Dad."

Tang Ritian nodded solemnly and said in a deep voice, "I'll wait for you in the grove to the west. Go and say goodbye to your companions. I'll take you away for a while. We'll meet up with them again when we reach Wuhun City."

As he spoke, Tang Ritian disappeared from Tang San's sight.

"That soul bone has extraordinary significance for me and Xiao San. Tell me, how can you help me?" Tang Ritian didn't continue rambling with Lan Si, worried that if they kept going, it would never end.

"The key isn't what I want, but what you can give me. A 100,000-year-old soul bone? I think there's no one in the entire Douluo Continent who wouldn't be tempted by that." A sly smile suddenly appeared on Lan Si's lips.

After a moment's thought, Tang Ritian offered a condition that he believed Lan Si could not refuse: "I will help you return to the Haotian Sect and be recognized as a member of your clan. I think this must be your father's wish for many years."

"You'll help me? Please, which branch of the entire Haotian Sect hasn't lost a few people because of you? Don't let the elders kick you out before I even get in." Lan Si rolled his eyes, thinking to himself, who would want to acknowledge that lousy sect? If I were to go, I'd go with overwhelming power and cause a ruckus.

Tang Ritian's lips twitched, but he didn't know how to refute it, because what Lan Si said was true.

He continued, "After the Soul Master Competition ends, I'll find you a suitable training ground so you can acquire your talent domain."

"I'm sorry, although the talent domain is very tempting, I already have my own future plans." Lan Si shook his head. Wasn't the so-called training ground Tang Ritian mentioned just about increasing his killing power? He could go there himself; why should he rely on Tang Ritian?

"So what exactly do you want?" Tang Ritian looked troubled. Although he was a titled Douluo, he was actually incredibly poor. He really had nothing to give the other party.

"I've already said, the key isn't what I want, but what you can give me." Lan Si shrugged slightly, a sly smile suddenly appearing on his lips. "I heard from Sect Master Ning of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School that the reason you're called the Haotian Douluo is because you've mastered a unique technique called 'Ring Explosion.' If you can teach me, I might be able to help you win that 100,000-year-old soul bone. Of course, that's on the condition that I can defeat the Spirit Hall's students..."

Before Lan Si could finish speaking, Tang Ritian decisively refused, "No way. First of all, this cultivation method has extremely high requirements for the user. The Clear Sky Sect can only pass it on to one person per generation. You haven't inherited the Clear Sky Sect's martial soul, so how can you use this secret technique? Moreover, even if you awaken the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul, I will not teach it to anyone, including my son, without the joint permission of the current sect leader and elders of the Clear Sky Sect."

In reality, even if Lan Si awakened the Clear Sky Hammer and gained the approval of the current sect leader and elders of the Clear Sky Sect, Tang Hao would not pass it on to him. This is because he already has a chosen successor for the Clear Sky Douluo: his son, Tang San.

Once his son cultivates his second martial soul and learns the Clear Sky Secret Technique, he doesn't believe Lan Si will still be a match for his son. This is also why he doesn't harbor the same hatred towards Lan Si as the Shrek Seven Devils. On one hand, Lan Si comes from the Clear Sky Sect; on the other hand, talent determines one's potential. No matter how outstanding Lan Si's talent is, his future achievements can never surpass those of his son Tang San, who possesses twin martial souls.

"Then let's go with the Nine Absolute Techniques of Haotian." Lan Si curled his lips, showing no surprise whatsoever. If Tang Ritian could teach it, he wouldn't be Tang Ritian.

"Still no good. This is the Haotian Sect's true ultimate technique, second only to the Exploding Rings. It's a powerful ability that can be truly applied in actual combat. Even among the direct disciples of the Haotian Sect, not everyone can receive the Nine Ultimate Techniques. Only with the joint approval of the Sect Master and Elders can it be taught." Tang Ritian still refused.

"You won't teach me this, you won't teach me that, then what else can you teach me? A 100,000-year-old soul bone, and you think you can get something for nothing?" Lan Si was somewhat annoyed.

Tang Ritian pondered for a moment and said, "I can teach you the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique." This is just a very common combo forging technique of the Haotian Sect, and it is a compulsory course for almost every Haotian Sect disciple. There is nothing wrong with teaching it to Lan Si.

"Is this what you're talking about?" Lan Si curled his lip in disdain, rapidly wielding the Azure Lotus Sword in his hand. He unleashed eighty-one sword strikes in one fluid motion. The moment he unleashed the eighty-first strike, a massive dragon-shaped sword aura burst forth, instantly shattering a giant round stone nearly three meters in diameter beside Tang Ritian.

A thunderous sound resounded throughout the heavens and earth, carrying far and wide.

"Nine times nine equals one, this... how is this possible..." Tang Ritian's eyes widened. Even within the Haotian Sect, aside from the sect leader and elders, very few could accomplish this. And Lan Si had actually figured it out on his own without any guidance; it was truly unbelievable.

"Nothing is impossible. Just observe a few more times and you'll learn it," Lan Si said calmly. More than a year ago, when he had just broken through the bottleneck of the level 40 Soul Master, he was already able to swing the hammer up to the forty-eighth time. Now, after more than a year of hard training, using the method that Tang Ritian taught Tang San under the waterfall in the original work, he had already mastered the maximum of eighty-one hammer strikes.

He had only used the Azure Lotus Sword to unleash it just now; if he had used his second martial soul, the Haotian Bamboo Shoot, its power would have been even greater.

"Alright, it seems you have nothing more to teach me. We've already wasted so much time, the convoy should be quite far ahead by now, and I don't want my girlfriend to worry. As for that 100,000-year-old soul bone, you'll have to figure that out yourself. Isn't your precious son also participating in the competition? And he's a Twin Spirit Hall academy member at that. If you add four soul rings to his Clear Sky Hammer, Shrek Academy's chances of defeating Spirit Hall Academy might be even greater than mine. After all, no matter how powerful I am, I'm still just one person." As he spoke, Lan Si turned and leaped down the mountainside, then chased after the convoy without looking back.

Watching Lan Si's figure gradually disappear into the distance, Tang Ritian was slightly lost in thought. While feeling regret that Lan Si's talent was so terrifying but he hadn't awakened the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul, he seemed to have made up his mind and murmured, "Now that things have come to this, it seems that this is the only way."

In fact, he didn't believe that Lan Si alone could defeat the entire Spirit Hall team.

The reason he came to Lan Si was simply to seek insurance.

Rather than making a request, it was more like a test and probing of Lan Si.

As a result, before he could even open his mouth, Lan Si began to berate him repeatedly, defending the Haotian Sect in every way and showing great hatred for him as a sinner of the Haotian Sect.

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This trip was worthwhile.

At least, he confirmed that Lan Si harbored no hatred or threat towards the Haotian Sect, and that he cared deeply for the sect and longed to return to the Haotian Sect to acknowledge his ancestors.

...........

The scene returns to Tang San's side.

Upon seeing his father arrive, Tang San's eyes instantly lit up with joy, and he excitedly said, "Dad."

Tang Ritian nodded solemnly and said in a deep voice, "I'll wait for you in the grove to the west. Go and say goodbye to your companions. I'll take you away for a while. We'll meet up with them again when we reach Wuhun City."

As he spoke, Tang Ritian disappeared from Tang San's sight.

"That soul bone has extraordinary significance for me and Xiao San. Tell me, how can you help me?" Tang Ritian didn't continue rambling with Lan Si, worried that if they kept going, it would never end.

"The key isn't what I want, but what you can give me. A 100,000-year-old soul bone? I think there's no one in the entire Douluo Continent who wouldn't be tempted by that." A sly smile suddenly appeared on Lan Si's lips.

After a moment's thought, Tang Ritian offered a condition that he believed Lan Si could not refuse: "I will help you return to the Haotian Sect and be recognized as a member of your clan. I think this must be your father's wish for many years."

"You'll help me? Please, which branch of the entire Haotian Sect hasn't lost a few people because of you? Don't let the elders kick you out before I even get in." Lan Si rolled his eyes, thinking to himself, who would want to acknowledge that lousy sect? If I were to go, I'd go with overwhelming power and cause a ruckus.

Tang Ritian's lips twitched, but he didn't know how to refute it, because what Lan Si said was true.

He continued, "After the Soul Master Competition ends, I'll find you a suitable training ground so you can acquire your talent domain."

"I'm sorry, although the talent domain is very tempting, I already have my own future plans." Lan Si shook his head. Wasn't the so-called training ground Tang Ritian mentioned just about increasing his killing power? He could go there himself; why should he rely on Tang Ritian?