Chapter 450: Evil-Eyed Tyrant Master
Sun Moon Empire.
The night was quiet, with sparse stars beside a bright moon.
After stabilizing the injuries within his body, Tang San arrived outside Tang Chen's quarters.
"Great-grandfather, are you asleep?" Tang San knocked gently on the door, asking softly.
"What is it?"
Before long, Tang Chen's voice came from inside.
"I wish to ask you for a favor," Tang San explained.
"A favor?"
Tang Chen's voice carried a trace of doubt. Soon after, the door before Tang San opened.
"What favor? Speak."
Looking at the man standing outside, Tang Chen frowned slightly, his expression calm and indifferent.
Clearly, the scene of Tang San using the power of devouring on others earlier was still engraved in his mind, difficult to erase.
"Great-grandfather, I wish to attach a spirit ring to my ninth spirit ring."
Tang San stepped inside, closing the door behind him. Without hiding anything, he said, "I heard that here, there exists a soul beast called the Evil-Eyed Tyrant Master, so—"
"So you wish for it to become your spirit ring?"
Before Tang San could finish, Bo Saixi not far away reminded him, "Boy, I advise you not to set your eyes on it. Its cultivation has already reached close to eight hundred thousand years. The power it contains—let alone you, a mere Title Douluo without even a ninth spirit ring—even if an Ultimate Douluo were to come, they might not be able to defeat it, much less absorb it."
"Your great-grandmother speaks the truth."
Beside her, Tang Chen nodded slightly in agreement. "You should give up on that spirit beast's ring. I say this for your own good. Its power is far too great. If you attempt to absorb it, the only outcome will be death."
The two of them had already spent some time in the Sun Moon Continent, and had more or less gained understanding of its soul beasts, soul masters, and history.
Especially after learning of the existence of such a hundred-thousand-year ferocious beast, even Tang Chen was taken aback. Even Bo Saixi, who had personally seen a near-million-year soul beast, could not conceal her unease at the time.
Because the Deep Sea Demon Whale King was different. The reason it could cultivate to nearly a million years, reaching ninety-nine percent dragon transformation, was due to its terrifying devouring power. But the Evil-Eyed Tyrant Master—it had advanced step by step through pure cultivation.
"No, I have absolute confidence."
Tang San shook his head, his face solemn. "I ask you, Great-grandfather and Great-grandmother, to help me. Because only then can I completely restrain myself from using the devouring power within my body."
"Why?"
Hearing this, Tang Chen and Bo Saixi exchanged glances, their eyes filled with doubt.
What connection was there between absorbing the ninth spirit ring and not using the devouring power?
"Because only when I reach Ultimate Douluo can I free myself from its control."
Tang San sighed helplessly, beginning to fabricate, "Because my later spirit rings, under the interference of Kong and those from Spirit Hall, were all absorbed as ten-year rings. So if I do not make up for that with my ninth spirit ring, I may never reach level ninety-nine Ultimate Douluo. If I cannot reach level ninety-nine, then one day, I will become an evil soul master. If that is the case, then it would be better to kill me now, to prevent such a future from ever arising."
No matter what, he had to obtain that ferocious beast of several hundred thousand years. Otherwise, without the help of the dark origin will, he would never be able to reach level ninety-nine Ultimate Douluo, much less ascend to the supreme position of a god. After all, the later spirit rings of his two martial souls had already been ruined.
As this thought arose, the hunger for power and killing intent in Tang San's eyes once again overflowed uncontrollably.
Seeing this, Tang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly. After falling silent, he spoke calmly, "Since that is the case, return first. I will discuss it with your great-grandmother, and tomorrow I will give you an answer."
"Yes, thank you, Great-grandfather, thank you, Great-grandmother."
With that, Tang San left the room without looking back.
Watching Tang San's departing figure, the heaviness in Tang Chen's eyes grew more pronounced. Soon after, he withdrew his gaze and turned toward the woman beside him, asking gently, "Xixi, what do you think?"
"I do not really care."
Hearing his question, Bo Saixi shook her head and replied indifferently, "If you are willing to help him, it is not impossible. After all, he is your only descendant in this place. More importantly, if what he said is true, then we are left with only two choices. The first is to kill him outright, to prevent some future disaster. The second is to help him hunt spirit rings and raise his cultivation to level ninety-nine."
"Sigh."
Tang Chen let out a helpless sigh. He had gone so far away with the woman he loved to hide from the world, yet still managed to be found by his own descendant. Truly, fate played cruel tricks.
"In that case, tomorrow we will help him hunt spirit rings," Tang Chen said.
"As you wish. You may decide this matter."
Bo Saixi neither agreed nor refused, but instead left the choice to Tang Chen. To her, Tang San's life or death meant little. As for who absorbed that soul beast's spirit ring, she cared even less. For both she and Tang Chen had already reached the ceiling of what human soul masters could achieve.
In such circumstances, unless a god personally descended, the two of them together could easily eradicate any force on Douluo Star.
…
The next day, in order to help Tang San hunt for spirit rings, both Tang Chen and Bo Saixi rose early.
Since their purpose was to aid Tang San in obtaining a spirit ring, the three of them went directly into the deepest part of the Evil Demon Forest.
"Xiao San, how many spirit rings are you still lacking?" Tang Chen asked softly as they walked.
"Two," Tang San replied. "Both are ninth spirit rings. So if possible, I hope to absorb the two most powerful soul beasts in this forest."
Hearing this, Tang Chen nodded slightly, and then released his overwhelming spiritual power.
Under the search of the two Ultimate Douluo, it did not take long before a ferocious beast of around two hundred thousand years appeared within their sight.
"Found it. Follow us!"
With that, Bo Saixi and Tang Chen's figures flashed forward swiftly.
Behind them, Tang San hurried to keep up, afraid that if he lagged even a little, the spirit ring might slip away.
(End of this chapter)