The Ten Goddesses of Douluo Continent are all my Martial Souls

However, Xiao Wu was still very shy, so she quickly closed her eyes tightly, not daring to look at Ye Dongxuan again.

She felt her body trembling slightly.

"Cough cough..."

Seeing Xiao Wu with her eyes tightly closed, not daring to look at him, Ye Dongxuan coughed lightly, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

Then, he carefully began to apply the ointment to Xiaowu.

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Half an hour later, Ye Dongxuan carefully tidied up Xiao Wu's clothes.

"call!"

Then, Ye Dongxuan let out a long sigh of relief, slowly exhaling the pent-up frustration from his chest.

Applying ointment to Xiao Wu's wounds this time was, in Ye Dongxuan's opinion, even more tiring than killing several thousand-year-old soul beasts in the Demon Hunter Forest.

The visual stimulation, in particular, stirred Ye Dongxuan's emotions.

After all, Ye Dongxuan was a hot-blooded young man, and it would be difficult for him to remain calm in the face of such an eye-catching scene.

If given a choice, Ye Dongxuan would rather go into the Demon Hunter Forest and hunt down the thousand-year-old soul beasts than apply ointment to Xiao Wu's wounds.

This process was truly painful.

I feel so suffocated!

This feeling can only be understood, not explained!

"Women only slow me down when I draw my sword. I have no interest in women!"

"Moreover, what I, Ye Dongxuan, seek is not to be drunk on the lap of a beauty, nor to have a harem of wives and concubines and enjoy the bliss of having multiple wives, but rather to possess unparalleled strength."

"No woman in the world can influence me."

After silently reciting a few words in his mind, Ye Dongxuan's surging blood and qi calmed down a little.

Looking at Xiao Wu, who still kept her eyes closed and dared not open them to look at him, Ye Dongxuan spoke:

"You rest here for a bit, I'll go buy some food."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Dongxuan stood up and left the dormitory.

"Ah."

After Ye Dongxuan left the dormitory, Xiao Wu's thick, long eyelashes fluttered a few times before she suddenly opened them wide.

Those bright, lively eyes gazed intently at Ye Dongxuan as he departed, their deep, dark eyes brimming with boundless tenderness.

"Brother Dongxuan, you are so gentle."

"Sigh, my injury this time was too minor. If I had been injured in more places, then Brother Dongxuan could have applied the ointment to more areas."

At this moment, Xiao Wu's face turned completely red.

"I hope my injury will heal in a while, otherwise Brother Dongxuan will have to apply ointment to me several times."

Xiao Wu murmured to herself with a hint of anticipation.

. . . . . .

Just as Ye Dongxuan was applying ointment to Xiao Wu to treat her injuries, two figures excitedly emerged from the Demon Hunter Forest.

One of the slightly taller figures was Master Yu Xiaogang.

The other slender figure was Tang San.

"We were lucky this time. We encountered a 200-year-old Mandragora Snake and successfully killed it, adding a soul ring to your martial soul."

Having emerged from the Soul Hunter Forest, Master Yu Xiaogang spoke with a joyful expression.

Tang San, standing to the side, could not hide his joy at this moment.

"Yes, I, Tang San, have always had very good luck."

Tang San said happily.

After Ye Dongxuan burned the three-hundred-year-old Mandala Serpent Soul Ring into nothingness.

He and Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang spent a long time wandering in the Demon Hunter Forest, trying to find a soul ring suitable for his martial soul.

Fortunately, they found another mandrake in a valley.

Moreover, that datura serpent was over two meters long and was a soul beast with over two hundred years of cultivation.

Having a spirit ring that is over two hundred years old as the first spirit ring of a martial soul is an excellent choice. Looking at the entire Douluo Continent, such a person could be considered a prodigy.

After all, most people's martial souls are equipped with a white soul ring that lasts for about ten years when they attach their first soul ring.

This is especially true in the remote town of Nottingham.

Tang San heard that even Xiao, the leader of Notting Academy, had a ten-year white spirit ring as his first spirit ring.

You should know that Boss Xiao's background is extremely impressive.

Boss Xiao's father is the city lord of Notting City!

Even the son of the Notting City Lord had a ten-year white spirit ring attached to his spirit as his first spirit ring, let alone the others in Notting City.

Therefore, Tang San's ability to attach a yellow spirit ring over two hundred years old to his Blue Silver Grass spirit already puts him above other spirit masters in Notting City.

"The only regret is that the spirit ring I attached to my Blue Silver Grass spirit is far inferior to the spirit ring that was burned by that mysterious cloaked man."

"After all, that spirit ring came from a Mandragora Serpent with over three hundred years of cultivation."

The thought of that three-hundred-year-old soul ring that had been completely burned away still made Tang San's heart ache faintly.

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Chapter 52 I, Tang San, am the chosen one!

After all, Tang San's current spirit ring, although it is a spirit ring of more than two hundred years that other spirit masters envy, is still an extremely powerful number one spirit ring in the entire Douluo Continent.

If it were any other Soul Master, and the first Soul Ring attached to their Martial Soul was a Soul Ring that was over two hundred years old, they would definitely be overjoyed and cry tears of happiness.

However, in Tang San's eyes, this spirit ring that was over two hundred years old was ultimately not as good as the one that was over three hundred years old.

Sometimes, a one-year difference in the age of a spirit ring can represent a huge gap.

What's more, this is a difference of more than a hundred years, which is simply a world of difference!

"I was originally able to absorb that three-hundred-year-old soul ring when I came to the Demon Hunter Forest this time."

"But unfortunately, that mysterious cloaked figure who appeared out of nowhere used a strange pink flame to burn away all the three hundred-year-old soul ring that I had painstakingly condensed."

"This means that the first spirit ring I ultimately attached to my martial soul could only be a two-hundred-year-old Mandragora Serpent spirit ring."

Tang San's tone was filled with hatred.

However, Tang San did not tell his master, Yu Xiaogang, about his being trapped in a dream.

After all, in that dream, he suffered all sorts of inhumane punishments and endured unimaginable pain.

In particular, he also suffered castration.

He watched helplessly as those burly men chopped off his leg.

Even at the end of that dream, Tang San was raped by those burly men.

He was powerless to resist and could only bend over and endure it.

This miserable experience was like trampling Tang San's dignity into the ground and stomping on it several times!

How could he possibly tell anyone about such an extremely humiliating dream?

Even his closest mentor, Yu Xiaogang, couldn't be told!

"Yes, if the spirit ring you attach is the one that's over three hundred years old, the boost to your strength will definitely be much greater than this one that's over two hundred years old."

"It's such a pity."

Hearing Tang San mention the soul ring that had been burned, Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang felt very distressed.

Because even he couldn't deny that the most suitable spirit ring for Tang San's Blue Silver Grass spirit was the Mandragora Snake spirit ring that he had kept for over three hundred years.

However, Master Yu Xiaogang also knew that no matter how much they, master and disciple, felt sorry for each other, it was useless.

It's completely useless!

After all, even if the two of them turned the entire Demon Hunter Forest upside down, they still wouldn't be able to find another 300-year-old Mandragora Serpent.

In Master Yu Xiaogang's view, it was already a very lucky thing for them to encounter a 200-year-old datura snake again.

However, Yu Xiaogang was also puzzled by something: after meeting that mysterious cloaked man, Tang San seemed to have been subjected to some kind of intense stimulation.

When walking, Tang San was particularly conscious of his buttocks.

At the slightest disturbance, Tang San would quickly cover his buttocks with both hands.

He seemed afraid someone might suddenly attack his buttocks.

But why would someone specifically target his buttocks?

If you're really afraid of being attacked, shouldn't you be protecting your heart and head, those vulnerable areas?

Why should you protect your buttocks immediately?

It's truly baffling!

However, seeing Tang San become depressed after mentioning the burned spirit ring, Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang suppressed his doubts.

He said reassuringly:

"Little San, you'd better not think about that three-hundred-year-old soul ring that was burned."

"Your current Mandragora Serpent Soul Ring, which is over two hundred years old, has surpassed all other Soul Masters in the world, making you the most outstanding in your time."

"At least, all the students in the entire Notting Academy are far inferior to you when they attach their first spirit ring to their martial soul!"

Upon hearing Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang's words, Tang San's frustration vanished instantly.

Surpassing all other Soul Masters in the world, unparalleled in his time...