Douluo Continent: Starting with controlling Ning Rongrong and establishing the Holy Cult

The white mask was stained red with blood.

However, when he looked up, he found Ning Rongrong looking at him with great interest.

how?

Tang San was puzzled and quickly checked his entire body, only to find, to his dismay, that—

He was poisoned. Moreover, the Xuan Tian Gong (a type of martial art) cannot cure him in a short time; it can only slow down the spread of the poison.

Chapter 55 "The Master's Backup Plan"

Tang San lay on the ground in despair, feeling his life force slowly draining away.

He suddenly felt a pang of regret. He had thought that he was now close to Ning Rongrong and could even win her over, but Ning Rongrong's strength far exceeded his expectations.

Thinking it over carefully, I still have a chance. If I use the Zhuge Repeating Crossbow from the beginning and launch three waves of attacks, I should be able to end the battle quickly.

Ultimately, it's a matter of insufficient character... No, it's all the master's fault!

If the master hadn't instigated him to deal with Ning Rongrong, he wouldn't have come at all. Now, things have turned out the way they did.

Tang San wanted to vent his anger, but he couldn't do it at all.

Instead, many fragments flashed through his mind, from secretly learning the Tang Sect's secret techniques in his previous life, to his childhood in Holy Soul Village, to receiving guidance from the master, to the little things in his life with Xiao Wu. Those scattered fragments were somewhat heartwarming.

"Am I... going to die?" Tang San's lips moved, but he couldn't utter a single clear sound.

Just then, Ning Rongrong said with a wicked grin, "How about this, if you can pull through on your own, I won't kill you."

Actually, she was very curious too.

Poison attribute enhancement allows attacks to be imbued with poison.

This poison attribute can be negated by poison resistance. However, if immunity fails, it will inflict a poison status on the opponent, causing continuous damage, commonly known as poison DoT.

Ning Rongrong had no idea how much health this poison DoT would cause her opponent to lose, since her previous opponents either had high poison resistance or had very long health bars, making it impossible to tell.

But Tang San only had 1% health left, which was perfect for testing how much damage the poison DOT could cause.

As for why the crossbow bolt amplified by the poison attribute didn't kill Tang San directly... Ning Rongrong had no idea.

Perhaps the development team messed up the values, or perhaps the crossbows can't be used like that, or perhaps something else entirely.

However, she had long since put those thoughts out of her mind.

All she wanted to do now was observe Tang San's condition under the poison dot effect.

Five seconds passed, then ten seconds passed.

Tang San struggled on the ground, his health points decreasing but never reaching zero.

A minute passed, and it was still the same. Ning Rongrong frowned.

She raised her right hand slightly.

Beneath the mask, Tang San's expression revealed fear, an expression that seemed to say, "You promised to let me go!"

Tang San had almost completely digested the poison in his body, but at this crucial moment, this happened.

As if knowing what Tang San was thinking, Ning Rongrong added, "That doesn't count, because it's because I'm disappointed with the damage from the poison DOT and need to find something to vent my anger on."

As he spoke, he chopped down with his palm.

Tang San twitched on the ground for a few more moments before finally stopping his struggle and closing his eyes.

It seems he's dead.

Ning Rongrong shook her head dejectedly, stood up, and dusted herself off.

It's true that she has wounds, but they're all covered up by her black clothes. As for the clothes, they're the same style as Zhao Xiaoya's, and there's no sign of damage at all.

Ning Rongrong took out a vial of blood, hesitated for a moment, and finally put it back.

As mentioned before, the supply of blood vials is already a bit tight, so every vial we can save is a must... We can't just go back to the academy and then encounter another assassination attempt, can we?

Thinking about it, Ning Rongrong slowly walked towards the direction of the academy.

Then two words exploded in her mind—Tang Hao.

If she killed Tang San, Tang Hao would definitely come looking for trouble, and she didn't have a single Title Douluo by her side.

"This is troublesome." Ning Rongrong suddenly realized that she seemed to have acted too quickly. But then she thought that if she hesitated, it would expose that she knew the other party's identity... No, if it was that Tang Hao, regardless of whether she knew the other party's identity when she attacked, and regardless of whether she was in the right or not, the other party would definitely come looking for trouble.

Now all we can do is pray that Tang Hao is unaware of what happened.

In the original novel, Tang Hao himself said that he was by Tang San's side "most of the time".

Whether she was present at that moment or not, Ning Rongrong had already forgotten. She was even more unaware of the production team's intentions.

If Tang Hao were nearby, she would have no choice but to find an earlier save file and load it to avoid this incident.

However—he's probably not here. If Tang Hao were here, he would have stopped me from killing Tang San long ago.

She nervously bit her finger. In a few days, she'd teleport back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to lay low for a while.

After thinking for a long time, she gradually relaxed. Since Tang Hao wasn't around, she had plenty of time to prepare and deal with him.

This accelerated their journey toward Shrek Academy.

As for Tang San lying in a pool of blood, she had no intention of dealing with him.

What? Check the loot? Isn't that just leaving more evidence of your crimes?

The other party has done a good job of disguising themselves, so not only will they not be discovered when they kill me (this is questionable), but if they are killed, I will also have a reason to exonerate myself. In short, I only need to mention this matter when I return to the academy, and disposing of the body is not something she needs to worry about.

Although Ning Rongrong's body did this, her soul, which witnessed the entire process, thought differently.

Her expression at that moment carried a mixture of confusion, fear, disbelief, and numbness.

Murder...

Although she wasn't the one who did the killing, her body was the one that caused it.

The one at the Great Soul Arena doesn't count; that one involved monsters.

But this time, it was undoubtedly a person, and it was Tang San, one of her former companions. Even she could see through his clumsy disguise.

The feeling of killing someone with one's own hands was strange, and she found it hard to accept at first.

Even though she knew that Tang San had tried to kill her first, the Holy God had turned around and killed Tang San instead.

But why...?

Why did Tang San want to kill himself?

Why……

What about the others? Would her other companions and teachers also want to kill her? What if the Holy Spirit wasn't around? Could they bring themselves to do it?

Ning Rongrong was gripped by endless fear.

-

After Ning Rongrong walked away.

in situ.

Tang San's fingers twitched slightly.

Then, Tang San suddenly opened his eyes and gasped for breath.

"Whoosh—hah—"

As he spoke, he propped himself up with his hands on the ground and sat up.

He looked incredulously at his hands, which were gradually healing, and felt the life force gradually returning to his body, feeling incredibly comfortable.

After some time, he was able to stand up.

If Ning Rongrong (Lu Ma) were here, she would definitely see that Tang San's soul power level has reached level 32, and his health has also been restored to 100%.

Tang San took a deep breath of fresh air and glared maliciously in the direction of Shrek Academy.

"Ning Rongrong...you've already chosen your own death!" He clearly felt his soul power had increased and said subconsciously.

But the next second, he froze.

Putting aside whether he could kill Ning Rongrong now, he had already truly experienced the taste of death. He almost traveled to the next world, or even died completely.

But what about his resurrection?

Tang San was puzzled. He reached around on his body with his hands, took off his mask and black robe, revealing his inner garment.

The clothes inside had a large hole torn in the chest area.

The skin opposite the heart is very new, as if it has just grown back.

He suddenly realized something was wrong and began to examine the black robe.

Sure enough, there were no similar holes on the black robe; the black robe was completely intact.

Looking at the mask again, it has turned somewhat reddish, as if it has absorbed blood.

Looking at the ground, the bloodstains were gathering towards the black robe that had come into contact with the ground.

Tang San's knowledge was completely unable to explain this phenomenon...

"It's the teacher!"

At this moment, Tang San once again placed Grandmaster in a very high position in his heart.

In his view, his resurrection and these inexplicable gestures were all a contingency plan left by the master.

From this perspective, the master already knew that Ning Rongrong's strength surpassed his own, and he already knew that he was not convinced by Ning Rongrong. He did this to dispel his thoughts about Ning Rongrong... no, to make himself stronger through hatred, so as to take revenge.

Looking at it this way, it seems the master was doing it for his own good!

The hatred, doubt, and suspicion he had felt earlier had long since vanished. In Tang San's eyes now, the Grandmaster was still the same Grandmaster.

Its status was even higher than he had previously held in his heart.

Of course, what he didn't know was that this was purely a coincidence.

This black robe and mask are possessions of a prospective elder of the Holy Spirit Cult, and belonged to the former prospective eighth elder.

It can be said that Yu Xiaogang's contact with the Holy Spirit Cult was largely due to the black robe and mask.