Chapter 205: Beating the Sword Douluo into a sickly invalid: Tang San

The Royal Knights shattered all the giant rocks, allowing the various academies to continue their journey.

Although the enemy had retreated, their side was not faring well either; some needed to tend to their injuries, such as Flender, Liu Erlong, and Jia Chong, while others were recovering their soul power, such as Nan Feihuang.

On the contrary, the culprit behind this incident, Tang San, was perfectly fine and was now sitting in Ning Fengzhi's carriage, discussing the cause and effect of the event with him.

Ning Fengzhi actually knew less than Tang San himself; after all, by this time, Tang San had already met with Tang Hao, and Ning Fengzhi intended to use this father and son to drag out the Clear Sky Sect, which had been in hiding for over a decade.

Ning Fengzhi had long since sensed the ambitions of the Spirit Hall, or rather, of Bibi Dong. The Spirit Hall was already stronger than the Upper Three Sects combined, and now the Lower Four Sects were all attached to the Spirit Hall; if they continued as they had before, they would likely be picked off one by one.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to offend the Spirit Hall and the Gu Lei Kingdom head-on today to protect the Tang father and son.

"Uncle Ning, there is one thing I don't understand. Why did my father go to scheme against Brother Nan? Brother Nan and I are close friends who have helped each other many times. He saved my life twice, and I gave him the Hidden Weapons I developed in return. We can be considered good friends," Tang San asked, puzzled.

When Ning Fengzhi had just returned and told him of Tang Hao's target, he was both surprised and confused.

Ning Fengzhi shook his head. "I am not clear on the situation, but I suspect this has nothing to do with Nan Feihuang himself. After all, no matter how much of a genius he is, how could he be involved with the Clear Sky Douluo? If I am not mistaken, the cause of the matter lies with the Profound Ice Douluo. She and Tang Hao are old rivals; they basically fight every time they meet."

Could that person be the Profound Ice Douluo?

"The Profound Ice Douluo snatching my mother's soul bone must have been for her son. No wonder Nan Feihuang is so young yet has such a high level; he must have borrowed the soul power within my mother's Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone." Tang San quickly made a judgment in his heart. "Father didn't move against Nan Feihuang without reason, but wanted to kill him to take back my mother's soul bone. Father... did nothing wrong. Profound Ice Douluo, Brother Nan, you both have a Path to Death!"

He possessed Twin Spirits and infinite potential; at this time, he should still keep a low profile.

Little did they know, at the spot where Chen Xin's heart beat, two strands of energy, one red and one blue, were using his heart as a base to spread throughout his entire body.

Although Tang San viewed Nan Feihuang as a friend, as a son, he absolutely could not let his mother's soul bone fall into the hands of others. It seemed that in the future, he would have to apologize to Brother Nan.

Ning Fengzhi nodded. "That is good!"

Now it remained to be seen whether his teacher could help him obtain the cultivation method for Twin Spirits as soon as possible.

"Could it be..." Tang San felt a shock in his heart. He was an extremely intelligent person and quickly guessed the possibility of the matter. His father had said last time that he had lost the soul bone his mother left behind.

The remark Lan Xue made earlier about saving the Clear Sky Douluo but losing the Sword Douluo had kept him feeling uneasy.

Ning Fengzhi looked at Chen Xin again and said, "Uncle Sword, how are you feeling now? Although you won that battle just now, I always feel like something is strange."

Chen Xin sensed his body again and still felt no problems. He said confidently, "Don't worry, Fengzhi. That Lan Xue was just bluffing; she is no match for me at all."

"Perhaps the Profound Ice Douluo offended Tang Hao somewhere, making the arrogant Tang Hao willing to take revenge on a child just to repay the Profound Ice Douluo a little."

Then the greatest possibility was that it had been snatched away by someone.

This so-called "losing" certainly wasn't the ridiculous situation of not being able to find it; a Title Douluo would not make such a mistake as to throw away his wife's Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone.

It was just that he would not reveal his murderous intent immediately. The Profound Ice Douluo's strength was too great; even his father had been defeated by her. Acting rashly would only lead to self-destruction.

He believed that the Sword Douluo was not someone who spoke nonsense. Since he said he was fine, then he must be fine.

This was the ultimate move Lan Xue unleashed after fusing the powers of the Scorching Yang Spring and the Extreme Cold Yin Spring. This ice-fire energy, like the Fire-Cold Poison of a sickly invalid, attached itself within the victim's body, eroding their body and soul power.

Chen Xin felt nothing now only because it had not yet spread to his entire body.

As time passed, the victim's body would become increasingly weak—fast in one or two years, slow in three or four—a chronic death.

Especially since he could not exert soul power. If Chen Xin only used his first few soul skills in the future, it would be fine, though it would only accelerate his death. Once he used his Tool Soul Avatar, or even his eighth or ninth soul skills, he would be backlashed by the fire-cold poison in his soul power in an instant and die suddenly.

The reason Nan Feihuang's anger subsided was that he thought about how Sword Dao Chenxin would become another sickly invalid in the future, his hands gradually unable to hold the Seven Kill Sword, only able to hold a hand warmer. Thinking of this, he felt nothing but schadenfreude.

A sickly invalid at least still had his wisdom, but if the Sword Douluo lost his sword, he would really have nothing left—just a sickly invalid.

At this moment in Wuhun City, in front of the Pope Palace.

A middle-aged man with a crew cut walked out of the palace with a very ugly expression; it was the Grandmaster.

He had come to ask Bibi Dong for the cultivation method for Twin Spirits. Recalling their past affection, he had originally thought Bibi Dong would agree, but he did not expect to be rejected by her, nor did he expect to learn that she had sent Spirit Hall elites to ambush Tang San.

This action turned the little love the Grandmaster had left for Bibi Dong into hatred.

Tang San was the only one who could prove his theories. He secretly swore in his heart that if anything happened to Tang San, he would definitely use the rest of his life to raze the Spirit Hall to the ground.

Fortunately, the carriage convoy arrived safely in Wuhun City that night. Seeing that his disciple was fine, the Grandmaster's previously ugly expression improved slightly.

But when Tang San saw the Grandmaster's appearance, he knew his scheme had failed.

Actually, thinking about it, it was normal. The Grandmaster used the excuse that Tang San would never be an enemy of the Spirit Hall to get Bibi Dong to teach him the Twin Spirits cultivation method; it was simply a deception.

Who didn't know about the deep hatred between the Tang Family and the Spirit Hall? Was a promise credible?

Bibi Dong was just love-struck, not stupid. She knew very clearly that once Tang San's Twin Spirits were fully cultivated, the first to suffer would be her, the Pope of the Spirit Hall.

Therefore, how could she agree? This request from the Grandmaster was equivalent to asking her to commit suicide slowly.

Tang San sighed. Since he didn't get the cultivation method from the Spirit Hall, the time for him to cultivate his Twin Spirits would have to be delayed. Thus, he could not afford to add the Gu Lei Kingdom as a powerful enemy right now.

Thinking of this, Tang San immediately went to the Gu Lei Kingdom's carriage convoy and found Nan Feihuang. "Brother Nan!"

"Tang San, what business do you have here?" Nan Feihuang's tone was not very good; after all, his father had already broken ties with him, so why was he still trying to act friendly?

"I came to apologize to you on behalf of my father. I don't know what grudge my father has with your mother; I just hope that the hatred of the previous generation will not implicate the next, and certainly not affect the friendship between us two," Tang San said sincerely. "I will also persuade my father not to let him hurt you again. Please rest assured."

As expected of Tang San during his weak period, he really put on quite a show, Nan Feihuang thought. At this time, the Grandmaster should have already gone to see Bibi Dong. If that Bibi Dong had really agreed to teach Tang San the cultivation method, what would the situation be like?

Two images immediately appeared in his mind.

Tang San at the Level Forty Soul Ancestor stage:

"Tang San, this junior, thanks Your Holiness the Pope."

Tang San bowed sincerely to Bibi Dong three times, not only because Bibi Dong was his teacher Yu Xiaogang's ex-girlfriend and his elder, but also because he came from the Tang Sect. Bibi Dong gifting him the Twin Spirits cultivation method was a massive favor. He was clear about his grievances—he would definitely repay a debt of gratitude just as he would definitely take revenge for a grudge. This was the basic element of a chivalrous person like him.

Then, at Tang San's Level Ninety Title Douluo stage:

"Bibi Dong! The hatred of parents must be avenged, justice and fairness must be protected, and the peace of the common people must be upheld! Today, I will surely slash you before the formation!"

Tang San pointed the Sea God Trident at Bibi Dong.

Although Bibi Dong had once done him a favor, Tang San could not forgive her. His father could not return home because of the Spirit Hall, and his mother was sacrificed because of the Spirit Hall. The family Tang San cared about most in his life had all been harmed by the Spirit Hall; not taking revenge would make him unworthy of being a son.

As for the small favors Bibi Dong had shown him previously, he could only repay them in the next life. He only hoped that in the next life, she could turn over a new leaf and stop harming kind Spirit Beasts like his mother or Xiao Wu.

The image ended. Nan Feihuang felt that the process, the ending, and Tang San's psychological activities were nine times out of ten exactly as described above.

(End of chapter)