After Little White came out, it affectionately let Bai Ranmo pet it for a moment.
Then Little White led the way, while Luo Sanpao stayed beside Grandmaster.
After all, if they truly encountered a soul beast, Luo Sanpao could immediately fart to attack.
When Hei Ranbai saw Little White baring its teeth at a tall bamboo, he understood.
Fate still allowed them to encounter this ten-year Lone Bamboo.
It was unknown whether Grandmaster was truly showing off his knowledge or truly felt that Tang San could absorb a ten-year Lone Bamboo.
In any case, he directly stepped forward and lightly patted the bamboo.
“This is a ten-year Lone Bamboo.
Although its attack power is weak, its defensive properties are decent.
It’s quite suitable for your Blue Silver Grass.” Where is the attack power, I ask?
Tang San inexplicably recalled the words that middle-aged man had used to mock Grandmaster previously.
Grandmaster was truly going to find him a ten-year Lone Bamboo as a soul ring!
“Teacher, then…” Tang San forcefully endured his ugly expression.
After staying at Nuoding Academy for a few more days, although he hadn’t attended classes, he had more or less learned some basic knowledge about spirit masters from Wang Sheng and the others.
If Grandmaster truly made him absorb this ten-year Lone Bamboo, he might really turn hostile and immediately label Grandmaster as “already walking the path to death.” “The age is still too short.
Let’s first look for others.
If it really doesn’t work out, then we’ll choose it.” Grandmaster still didn’t know that he had once again walked past the gates of hell.
Actually, it was impossible for him to let his disciple absorb a ten-year Lone Bamboo.
After all, his own soul rings were both yellow.
Hei Ranbai forcefully squeezed his eyes.
He forced himself to think of all the sad things he had experienced in his life before he managed to press down the corners of his mouth.
This Grandmaster was the most cunning.
He casually pointed at a bamboo for Tang San to absorb, giving Tang San an obedience test.
He didn’t know whether Tang Hao had the impulse to hammer Grandmaster to death or not?
Tang Hao of course had the impulse to hammer Grandmaster to death.
Fortunately, Grandmaster later said, “I have carefully researched the growth experiences of many spirit masters.
423 years should be the limit that the first soul ring can withstand.
Therefore, I hope you can get as close as possible to this limit.” Only after these words came out did Tang Hao put down the hammer that he had already taken into his hand.
However, he was also truly a bit anxious.
After carefully thinking, Tang Hao remembered that Grandmaster seemed to want Little San to take the poison route.
Then he would go catch a poison-attribute soul beast and throw it over here.
Speaking of which, Ah Yin’s Blue Silver Emperor seemed to take the life attribute path, right…
Was this Grandmaster truly reliable?
Tang Hao’s “wise brain” thought for a moment and felt that it wasn’t impossible.
Anyway, Little San would awaken the Blue Silver Emperor in the future and would obtain the life attribute afterward.
Combined with the original poison attribute, wouldn’t that mean he had two attributes?
Moreover, in the future the Clear Sky Hammer would be his main means of attack.
As long as Blue Silver Grass could guarantee attack power in the early stages, it would be fine.
Thinking of this, Tang Hao began searching the surroundings.
He also wasn’t afraid of the three encountering danger.
After all, the strongest things in this Soul Hunting Forest were just a few hundred-year soul beasts.
No matter what, Grandmaster was a Level 29 Spirit Grandmaster.
After eating so many resources from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, it was impossible that he couldn’t even defeat a mere hundred-year soul beast, right?
…
When night fell, Hei Ranbai summoned both dogs.
Little White was responsible for warning on the periphery, while Little Black protected by his side.
“Ranbai, tell me more about those shikigami that your Spirit can connect to.” Grandmaster asked Hei Ranbai.
This special Spirit had to be used by him for transcription…
ah, no, for referencing into theory.
“Mm.
Actually, I don’t understand those shikigami very well either.
Simply put, in a fair environment, it’s a one-on-one life-and-death battle between me and the shikigami.
Either I die and the subjugation fails, or the shikigami dies and the subjugation succeeds.” “However, I discovered another usage of the subjugation ritual.
That is, when unable to defeat the enemy, forcibly summon a shikigami and also pull the enemy into the ritual.
Although as long as there are other living beings with soul power present, whether or not the shikigami is defeated doesn’t count as successful subjugation, it can at least be used to perish together with the enemy.” “The shikigami summoned with my current strength is one major rank higher than my own level.
For example, if I am a Spirit Master, then the summoned shikigami is at the Spirit Grandmaster level.
After being subdued by me, the shikigami will return to the Spirit Master level.
As my strength grows, the upper limit of the shikigami’s strength will also grow.” “Mm.
[Subjugation] counts as one of your trump cards.
However, you must use it cautiously.” Grandmaster ambiguously said some nonsense.
Little White was patrolling on the periphery.
Along the way, it encountered a few ten-year Nether Wolves and conveniently dealt with them.
However, not long after, Hei Ranbai sensed that something had happened to Little White!
The Datura Snake had come!
Little Black also instantly became vigilant.
Tang Hao was very confident.
This Datura Snake was one he had personally thrown over.
Moreover, he had secretly given the Datura Snake a small wound.
No matter what, Grandmaster was a top-tier Spirit Grandmaster with a two-yellow soul ring configuration.
It was impossible that he couldn’t win, right?
Until he saw Grandmaster release three thunderous big farts.
Aside from stinking Little Black so badly that it hid into the shadows, the farts had no other use.
Tang Hao’s forehead veins jumped.
He was thinking about whether to physically transcend Grandmaster so that even if Little San had taken a teacher, no one would gossip.
Hei Ranbai gritted his teeth, put on an expression of being prepared to make a sacrifice, stopped in his tracks, and shouted toward the fleeing Grandmaster and Tang San, “You guys run first.
I’ll forcibly pull the Datura Snake into the subjugation ritual.” As he spoke, Hei Ranbai formed the hand seals for summoning Mahoraga with both hands, transforming into the person on the entire Douluo Continent who felt the least pressure.
Paying tribute to the legendary self-destruction potential king Megumi Fushiguro, he prepared to summon Mahoraga and explode together with the Datura Snake.
“No!” Tang San’s brows tightly furrowed.
He immediately stopped and pointed around on the Twenty Four Moonlight Bridges at his waist.
Several radishes appeared in his hands and smashed toward the Datura Snake’s mouth.
[Detected intense emotional fluctuation from Tang San.
Emotion Points +1500] [Detected intense emotional fluctuation from Yu Xiaogang.
Emotion Points +1000] Tang San prepared himself and chose not to flee anymore.
Grandmaster’s face was full of gratitude.
He was just about to pull Tang San and run.
As long as Hei Ranbai could survive from the Datura Snake’s mouth this time, he would definitely take Hei Ranbai as his disciple and teach him all of the invincible theories he had learned throughout his life.
Hei Ranbai was a bit surprised by the sudden Emotion Points that refreshed.
He hadn’t expected that Little Brat San was still a loyal person.
Even at this time, he hadn’t forgotten to give him some Emotion Points.
“With this treasure I summon…” The shadows began to wriggle.
The corner of Hei Ranbai’s mouth curved upward.
He truly wanted to try whether he could explode together with the Datura Snake, and then see whether a Spirit Master-level Mahoraga could deal with the Datura Snake.
Anyway, with Tang Hao as the bottom line, he wouldn’t possibly watch a genius who got along well with his son die here.
Something powerful…
was about to come out!
A flying radish interrupted Hei Ranbai’s starting pose.
Tang San’s figure was like a vigorous leopard as he flew over.
Silent sleeve arrows shot out from his sleeves, yet they failed to directly break through the Datura Snake’s defense.
“Hurry and retreat!
Use the Divine Dogs to support me from a distance!” Tang San shouted.
For a moment, Hei Ranbai couldn’t tell whether Tang San truly wanted to help him or was taking a risk in order to move him into obediently becoming his little brother.
People were complicated.
God-King Little Brat San was indeed disgusting, but speaking only of the early and middle periods, he had always been sincere toward his brothers.
It was truly hard to judge.