Amidst Old Yang's curses, Ning Fengzhi's face was as unsightly as if he had eaten three piles of excrement, turning green and black.
But knowing he was in the wrong and unable to out-curse Old Yang, he turned his head away, pretending not to see, as the man was going to die anyway.
With screams, the remaining Healing Soul Masters were slaughtered, their life force absorbed by Tang San.
After absorbing the life force, Tang San gradually recovered his sanity and wanted to attack Ning Fengzhi, but realized it wasn't the right time.
He quickly stopped and said apologetically, "Ning Shu-shu, please don't be offended. It was because of my Martial Soul and the damage to my origin that I couldn't help but devour them."
"Alas, what's done is done, I won't say more. But what exactly is going on with Xiao San's Martial Soul?"
Ning Fengzhi asked with some confusion. At this time, Tang San had not yet retracted the blood-red Blue Silver Grass, which Ning Fengzhi saw.
He couldn't help but feel puzzled. This kind of Blue Silver Grass contained almost no life force and relied entirely on devouring others' life force and flesh to level up.
If one possessed such a Martial Soul, they would be a born fallen Soul Master. Logically, such an evil Martial Soul should not exist.
But now, the person with this Martial Soul would become a god in the future. In this situation, even if Tang San was a fallen Soul Master, he had to protect him.
However, if the Martial Soul was so evil, would the god he became in the future be a good god? Could it be the god worshiped by those fallen Soul Masters?
Then wouldn't the Douluo Continent become a paradise for fallen Soul Masters?
Moreover, most fallen Soul Masters are evil. Would he truly remember his kindness?
Thinking of this, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but look at Tang San, who was refining life force, with unconcealed suspicion in his eyes.
Ning Fengzhi's change also fell into Tang Hao's eyes. Tang Hao snorted a few times and said impatiently,
"Rest assured, my Xiao San is pure and innocent. He has been filial to elders and respectful to teachers since childhood. We cannot look at Xiao San with the eyes of a fallen Soul Master, and there are also kind people among fallen Soul Masters."
As Tang Hao spoke, he couldn't help but recall the time he lived with Yun'er. Yun'er was so kind, but unfortunately, she was taken over by her evil brother.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Tang Hao's eyes beneath his black robe couldn't help but turn red, his breathing gradually quickened, and he activated the true Tang Sect inheritance, his eyes bloodshot and panting like an ox.
"Damned Tang Xiao, so disregardful of brotherly affection and sister-in-law's friendship. It's truly infuriating to both gods and men, deserving of heavenly wrath and earthly destruction. I, Tang Hao, will smash his dog head sooner or later."
Tang Hao said through gritted teeth, clearly furious, as if the whole world revolved around him.
As a Sect Master, Ning Fengzhi also knew some secrets about the Haotian Sect, such as the once famous Haotian Double Stars who eventually broke up unhappily because of a fallen Soul Master.
Former blood brothers became enemies.
However, now Tang Hao was on his side, so he naturally wouldn't refute Tang Hao's words. He echoed, "Alas, Ritian Douluo, there's no need to be angry. Xiao San's talent is extraordinary. He will surely become the strongest Title Douluo on the Douluo Continent in the future, and then he will surely clear your names."
"I hope so. But I hope Sect Master Ning can still help Xiao San keep it a secret."
Tang Hao muttered, still uneasy, worried that this old fellow Ning Fengzhi might expose Xiao San. He immediately spoke with apprehension.
"Don't worry, I have already regarded Xiao San as my own child. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will also protect Xiao San's safety in the future."
Ning Fengzhi said. He said this to build a closer relationship with Tang San. He treated Tang San as his own child, so well that they were like father and son.
"That's good then."
Although he didn't want Ning Fengzhi to say that he treated him as his own child, Tang Hao still nodded. It was good enough that someone was helping him.
But Xiao San was really... he didn't look like he was fighting. When he was young, he looked like his elder brother, and now he looked like Zhao Wuji, just not like him.
After a while, Tang San slowly opened his eyes, his aura soaring to level seventy. As long as he absorbed a Soul Ring, he would be a Soul Saint.
"Thank you, Ning Shu-shu. I, Tang San, will repay this kindness twofold in the future."
Tang San felt his surging aura and was full of vigor. He felt that he should be no weaker than Dugu Yan and Qian Renchuan now.
As for Yan, he could probably only be his defeated subordinate now.
Seeing Tang San say this, Ning Fengzhi said with gratification, "It's nothing. But Xiao San is already a Soul Saint at such a young age. I'm afraid it won't be long before he becomes a Title Douluo, a strong person on the Douluo Continent."
"Then I'll let Dad take me to find a Soul Ring. I'll take my leave now, Ning Shu-shu."
Seeing Ning Fengzhi's expression, Tang San sneered inwardly. He would definitely repay the kindness, but as for how, it would depend on his mood.
Turning all the female disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School into auxiliary Martial Soul manufacturing machines for his Tang Sect might not be a bad way to strengthen the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul.
At that time, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda would still be a powerful auxiliary Martial Soul on the Douluo Continent, but it would belong to his Tang Sect.
As for Ning Fengzhi, he was bound to die. Although he treated him well, Tang San always felt that Ning Fengzhi had other motives and had already chosen his path to death.
"Alright, you two go."
Ning Fengzhi was in a good mood at this time, so he didn't stop them.
Only after Tang Hao and his son left did he remember that all the high-level Healing Soul Masters in the sect were gone. How was he going to explain it? He couldn't help but get a headache.
...
Seven days passed in a flash.
Today was the last day of the All-Continent Soul Master Competition preliminaries. There were some minor incidents in between, such as Shi Nian being caught and executed on the spot.
However, Canghui Academy's competition quota was not revoked.
In the past few days, due to Tang San's departure, Dai Mubai and the others, who were merely Soul Kings, were struggling a bit.
In the next few matches, they encountered Blazing Academy again. As a result, because they were short a person, Dai Mubai and Yu Tianheng were too arrogant and wanted to be the first to knock Huo Wu off the stage. They ended up being focused down and instantly killed.
Subsequently, Shrek lost the match with four against seven.
Inside the Shrek lounge.
"We are currently in eighth place. This position means our advancement is secure, but I am very dissatisfied."
Yu Xiaogang looked sternly at the dejected Shrek members, his tone full of dissatisfaction.
This was far from the result he had envisioned. He had originally expected the Shrek Seven Devils to be first in the preliminaries, then first in the promotion rounds, and finally win the championship.
Then he would go on stage when the Shrek Seven Devils received their awards and announce his theory, earning the respect of the Douluo Continent's Soul Masters.
But now everything was disrupted, which made Yu Xiaogang very unhappy.
"Teacher, we couldn't help it."
Ma Hongjun was about to retort when he saw Flander and Liu Erlong standing beside Yu Xiaogang, so he mumbled in a low voice.
"I know, but you were still careless and underestimated the enemy. Do you even deserve to be called monsters like this? Can't you learn from Xiao San?"
Speaking of Tang San, Yu Xiaogang proudly raised his head. After all, Tang San was a disciple he had meticulously taught.
What he had taught himself, he didn't know, but he was Tang San's teacher.
"Hmph, wasn't Tang San, a Soul Emperor, crippled by a Soul King?"
Ma Hongjun, with his one remaining eye, rolled his eyes at Yu Xiaogang and said disdainfully, "So what if he's a Soul Emperor? Wasn't he soloed by the opposing Soul King in the first match? What's there to brag about? It's not even certain if he's alive now."