“Pfft…!” Bai Ranmo spat out a mouthful of blood and stared at Tang San in disbelief.
He wanted to say something, but no sound came out.
Only large amounts of blood gushed from his mouth.
At the same time, the blade was pulled out from his heart and then stabbed toward his neck.
Bai Ranmo dodged this strike.
His aged body weakly collapsed to the ground.
Bai Ranmo covered his slashed neck and roared, “Tang San, you shameless and despicable villain!
I kindly wanted to share weal and woe with you, yet you actually wanted to kill me!
A cold-blooded, heartless, and ungrateful person like you will never be truly treated by anyone!” “Look at your sneaky eyes.
Back then, you stole the secret cultivation technique of our Tang Sect and even put on a righteous and awe-inspiring appearance when jumping off the cliff.
You deserve to die!
You bastard!” Any normal person would fly into a rage upon hearing these words, let alone Tang San, who hated others mentioning his previous life.
He was extremely talented but had been ostracized by his peers because of his low status and couldn’t enter the inner sect of the sect to cultivate.
In order not to let his talent go to waste and to revitalize the Tang Sect’s prestige, he had chosen to steal the cultivation secret art.
Before jumping off the cliff, he had even left behind the Buddha’s Fury Tang Lotus and defected from the Tang Sect.
This could be called a remarkable achievement.
How could this person say such hurtful words?
The blade pierced through his neck.
The clone struggled for a moment before going offline.
Tang San panted heavily.
He had killed many people in his previous life, so he wasn’t panicked after killing someone.
Instead, he skillfully began destroying the corpse and the scene’s traces.
Tang Hao, who had been secretly observing the entire time, felt his heart sink.
It seemed that this person who had used a possession technique on his son was no ordinary individual.
Tang Hao, as a sect slave, viewed the sect as the most important thing.
This guy had actually used a possession technique on his son.
This in itself was an irreconcilable blood feud.
Moreover, this guy had been extremely disloyal to the sect in his previous life — he was practically a traitor.
But considering that this child had always taken care of him, and he still needed to take revenge on Spirit Hall, if he really possessed innate full soul power, perhaps he could help him… …
Tang San spent a lot of effort dealing with the corpse and the scene’s traces, so when he came down the mountain, he ran even faster.
He happened to encounter a black-haired boy who was chopping firewood.
Tang San knew this boy.
His name was Hei Ranbai.
He seemed to have survived the bandit massacre of the village and escaped to Holy Spirit Village.
He had been taken in by the kind Grandpa Jack.
Hei Ranbai had a steamed bun in his mouth.
Seeing Tang San running down, his expression remained unchanged.
He carefully felt his pocket, then took out another steamed bun and handed it to Tang San, who had already walked up to him.
“Want one?” Tang San stopped running.
He usually drank porridge for breakfast, but it was actually rice soup with only a countable number of rice grains.
“Thank you, Ranbai.” Tang San smiled gently with a humble and gentlemanly appearance, showing no sign that he had just killed someone.
He wasn’t as cold toward the child adopted by Grandpa Jack as he was toward the other children.
“You’re welcome.” Hei Ranbai’s expression softened slightly.
Perhaps because he had received someone else’s thanks, the corner of his mouth also slightly curled upward.
He didn’t look at all like someone who had just been killed by Tang San.
That’s right — Hei Ranbai was another clone of Bai Ranmo in Holy Spirit Village.
Tang San picked up the steamed bun and took a bite, then quickly ran home.
Hei Ranbai, who was chopping firewood, was now the main body.
Watching Tang San’s departing back, the corner of his mouth curled into a smile.
He couldn’t wait to open that door.
Looking at the long string of numbers on the panel, Hei Ranbai’s eyes widened.
[Emotion Points: 82750] Over 80,000!
This could probably obtain a Spirit Douluo, or even a slightly weaker Titled Douluo clone.
Bai Ranmo suppressed the impulse to obtain a powerful Spirit Master clone.
Wait a little longer.
When the day of spirit awakening in Holy Spirit Village arrived, the emotion points the three clones could obtain would definitely be enormous.
Then he would be able to obtain an even stronger clone.
Without any hesitation, Bai Ranmo opened the store and spent 20,000 points to buy the remaining two Infinite Points Cards.
…
Spirit City.
Bai Ranmo was lying on a large tree in the orphanage.
He had already infiltrated Spirit Hall’s orphanage in Spirit City.
Bai Ranmo was most satisfied with the modeling of this clone.
It was completely modeled after Gojo Satoru’s image.
He had even used his real name, Bai Ranmo.
He decided to make this clone his main body.
After all, who wouldn’t want to become Gojo Satoru and say something chuunibyou-like like “Domain Expansion”?
“Brother Ranmo!” An urgent shout rang out.
Bai Ranmo, who was squinting and sleeping on the tree trunk, drowsily opened his eyes and asked, “Sun Chuantao, what’s wrong?” Below, a boy who had run over hurriedly was panting while wiping the fine sweat from his forehead.
The boy named Sun Chuantao took a deep breath and said anxiously, “Brother, today is the day of spirit awakening.
How could you forget this?
The dean is urgently looking for you.
Good thing I knew you usually like to rest here.” “Oh, I forgot about this small matter~” Bai Ranmo yawned with an indifferent expression.
He jumped down from the tree and landed steadily on the ground.
“Let’s go.” Bai Ranmo took a step forward.
He walked very slowly, with the demeanor of a king.
“As expected of Brother Ranmo.
Even for something as urgent as spirit awakening, his actions are still so leisurely.
As long as he awakens his Spirit, he will definitely be able to become a deacon of Spirit Hall in the future.” Sun Chuantao sighed inwardly.
He was an orphan in the orphanage.
In his eyes, becoming a deacon of Spirit Hall was already a very remarkable thing.
Bai Ranmo, who was mistaken by Sun Chuantao for having the demeanor of a king, said, “My legs are numb right now.” “I shouldn’t have jumped down from such a high tree trunk.” Of course he wanted to awaken the pre-arranged Six Eyes Spirit as soon as possible, but his legs were numb and he couldn’t walk quickly.
Bai Ranmo slowly entered the spirit awakening state together with Sun Chuantao.
Because there were many children in the orphanage, three deacons had come this time.
These three were all three-ring Spirit Elders.
After all, this was Spirit City.
The level of deacons here was much higher.
“Big brother, let’s line up over there!” Sun Chuantao pointed to a line with fewer people.
“Alright.” Bai Ranmo had no objections.
The two lined up and watched the strange awakening ceremony.
After Bai Ranmo watched two children awaken ordinary Spirits but no soul power, he lost interest in continuing to watch.
Watching a group of children who hadn’t awakened soul power crying and making a fuss was really boring to the extreme.
Sun Chuantao stood in front of Bai Ranmo.
Seeing that not a single one out of ten children had soul power, his originally nervous mood became even more uneasy.
“Sun Chuantao.” The orphanage teacher who was calling the children’s names shouted.
“Here!” Sun Chuantao came back to his senses and answered.
Watching Sun Chuantao nervously walk forward, Bai Ranmo’s expression gradually became strange.
“Spirit: Giant Ring Blade, Innate Soul Power… Level 8!” The Spirit Hall deacon’s voice was shocked.
Bai Ranmo subsequently confirmed that Sun Chuantao was indeed one of the spirit masters who would participate in the future Spirit Master Tournament in his memory.
But wasn’t this child the same age as him?
He was the same age as Tang San, but during the Spirit Master Tournament, this child had already reached Level 45 or even higher.
Could he be even more talented than Tang San?
Bai Ranmo’s confusion didn’t last long before it was his turn to step forward and test his Spirit.