Having witnessed the birth of a Genius, Deacon Su Yuntao and his companions felt a sense of reflected glory.
The latter stepped forward, patted Lin Nuo on the shoulder, and his tone became much more intimate.
“Little Brother Lin Nuo, once we get out, come back to the Spirit Hall branch with us to register.
While we measure your exact spirit power, we can take care of the formalities for becoming a Spirit Master.
Once you become a one-ring Spirit Master, you can come to our Spirit Hall every month to receive a Spirit Master subsidy of one gold coin.”
For such a terrifying Prodigy, it was enough to form a good connection; trying to force an alliance would be counterproductive.
“Understood, thank you, Brother Tao.”
Lin Nuo nodded with a smile.
The four of them rested briefly before retracing their steps out of the forest.
This area was, after all, the territory of Spirit Beast, and no one wanted to invite unnecessary trouble.
Just then, a pig-like scream suddenly came from the depths of the dense forest not far away—
“Ahhh—”
Along with the scream came a slightly immature yet ruthless curse:
“Damned beast, you actually dare to hurt my teacher!
You have chosen the Way of Seeking Death!”
Hmm?
Little Scumbag and Grandmaster?
This familiar line made Lin Nuo pause.
These two actually flipped their car while hunting a Datura Snake?
It was interesting that his group could still run into them after leaving so late.
Lin Nuo secretly complained.
The fact that this abstract master-disciple pair hadn’t been eaten as dessert by the Datura Snake yet was simply the result of the ancestors of the Clear Sky Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan manifesting in the heavens.
“Yuntao, there’s a situation.
Should we go take a look?”
Si Si stopped vigilantly and cast an inquiring look.
Logically, Spirit Hall had jurisdiction over the Soul Hunting Forest, and maintaining the personal safety of low-level Spirit Masters was part of their duty.
But having just experienced a great battle, everyone was not at their Peak.
“Lin Nuo, what do you think?”
Deacon Su Yuntao turned to ask him.
Hearing this, Lin Nuo shook his head like a rattle.
Are you kidding?
Go save Tang San?
Not to mention that the other party, as the Son of Luck, wasn’t that hard to kill.
Just looking at Third Brother’s reputation in the original story was quite authoritative.
Do you understand the gold content of repaying a drop of water with a gushing spring?
Lin Nuo felt that if he went to save that little scumbag, not only would the other party not thank him, but he would blame their group for arriving so late, causing the master and disciple to almost fall into a life-and-death crisis.
Then, he would silently mark their group with the Way of Seeking Death in his heart.
Whether they saved him or not, it was the Way of Seeking Death; no dog would bother with this nosy business.
“Brother Tao, the noise doesn’t sound right.
Let’s get out of here as soon as possible to avoid any complications.”
Seeing Lin Nuo say this, Deacon Su Yuntao and the others decided not to meddle and quickly escorted him out of the forest.
However, none of them noticed that in the direction the screams came from, a pair of eyes flashing with eerie purple light were staring fixedly at their backs.
Behind a bush a hundred meters away, Tang San was panting heavily.
Under the vision of his Purple Demon Eye, he could see Lin Nuo’s back as he turned to leave clearly.
After all, the other person’s eerie reddish-purple hair was simply too dazzling in this Soul Hunting Forest.
“Damn it!
That figure just now…
was it Lin Nuo?!”
“He clearly heard my call for help, so why wouldn’t he even come over to take a look?
He actually ran away directly?!”
“Truly a naturally evil person!
Unforgivable!”
“It’s a pity that back at Notting Academy, my teacher wanted to take him as a disciple to plot the Great Dao with me!”
“It seems now that this person refuses to help those in danger; he has chosen the Way of Seeking Death!”
Tang San’s heart burned with anger, and he even held a grudge against Yu Xiaogang, who had just been swallowed alive.
When he took him as a teacher, he boasted to the heavens, and he thought he was a hidden expert.
As a result, not only was his Spirit a pig that could only fart, but he also had no combat power at all.
He was swallowed into the belly by the Datura Snake just by meeting it!
“Forget it…” Tang San gritted his teeth, cold light flashing in his eyes, “No matter what, Gangzi and I have the reality of master and disciple.
In the Douluo Continent, one can only have one master in a lifetime.
As someone who has been pure and clean for two lifetimes, if I abandon him at this time, I will surely carry a bad reputation for the rest of my life.”
What’s more, that Datura Snake with a bulging belly was currently flicking its snake tongue, and its cold, inverted triangular eyes had already locked onto his direction.
Today, he had to have a showdown!
“Beast, die!”
Tang San no longer hid.
His hands instantly turned into a warm, cold jade color, and he stepped on the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, his figure turning into an afterimage as he rushed straight at the Datura Snake.
Since Grandmaster Yu had just been swallowed for a moment and the stomach was still wriggling, it meant he wasn’t dead yet.
The Datura Snake reacted extremely quickly.
A fishy wind hit his face, and the blood basin mouth opened again, attempting to repeat the trick and swallow this human cub into its belly as well.
Ding—
The crisp sound of metal clashing echoed in the forest.
A hint of anthropomorphic shock flashed in the Datura Snake’s vertical pupils.
Its sure-to-succeed bite was actually blocked by Tang San’s jade-colored hands, which forcibly jammed its upper and lower jaws!
Immediately after, a nauseating, fishy stench rushed towards him.
Tang San endured the nausea, pricked up his ears, and could vaguely hear Yu Xiaogang’s faint “woo-woo” sounds from inside the snake’s belly.
“Take this chance!”
Tang San’s eyes sharpened.
He decisively pulled out the lethal weapon he had crafted from the storage belt that Gangzi had given him: the Zhuge Crossbow!
As the mechanism of the Hidden Weapons in his hand was cocked, Tang San decisively fired at point-blank range!
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—
In an instant, more than a dozen steel bolts flashing with cold light poured into the Datura Snake’s wide-open mouth at zero distance and instantly pierced deep into its body.
“Hiss—ah—!”
The severe internal trauma drove the Datura Snake completely crazy.
Its bucket-thick body rolled and twisted wildly in the open space.
This was miserable for Grandmaster Yu, who was still in the snake’s belly.
Gangzi only felt his stomach churning, his internal organs almost displaced, as if he saw his great-grandmother waving at him.
However, the next extremely abstract scene appeared.
As the Datura Snake contracted and convulsed in pain, Yu Xiaogang, inside the snake’s belly, was forced to slide all the way towards the tail like toothpaste being squeezed.
Under Tang San’s dumbfounded gaze, a large lump suddenly bulged at the tail of the Datura Snake.
With a muffled “puji” sound, Yu Xiaogang’s sexy flat-top haircut was forcibly squeezed out from the tail of the Datura Snake!
His flat-top was covered with some indescribable viscous filth, emitting bursts of suffocating stench.
At this moment, the Datura Snake also seemed to have exhausted its last bit of strength, collapsing straight to the ground, unable to move.
Immediately after, a yellow spirit ring slowly emerged.
“Tea…
Teacher?”
Tang San was completely stunned.
There was actually such an expert?
He considered himself to have lived two lifetimes and to be well-informed, but he had never seen such an explosive way of making an entrance.