Chapter 117: Stinky Tang San!
"Teacher, if I'm not mistaken, among these three soul beasts, the first choice should be the Poisonous Slime, right?"
Tang San had followed Yu Xiaogang for many years, so he understood his teacher quite well. When he saw these three soul beasts, he already knew how his teacher was considering his needs.
Although the Slime soul beast was disgusting, like a giant slug, its resilience far surpassed ordinary soul beasts. As long as he could gain strength, Tang San wouldn't mind it being a bit disgusting.
"Xiao San, you're right. Our primary target this time is the Poisonous Slime. After absorbing its soul ring, your Martial Soul will be greatly enhanced, and it's even possible for it to return to its state before its Foundation was damaged."
Hearing Yu Xiaogang's words, Tang San also felt a bit of anticipation. Although he no longer held much hope for his Blue Silver Grass, it would still be a good thing if his Blue Silver Grass could recover.
Although the Blue Silver Grass had many weaknesses, if it could continue to grow, it would be a good choice as a support.
"Poisonous Slime?" Zhao Wuji's mouth twitched when he heard the master and disciple. Wasn't that thing a slug? Ordinary people would avoid it, yet this master and disciple were aiming for a soul ring from such a disgusting soul beast.
Although Zhao Wuji was a bit speechless, he didn't say much. After all, what did this matter between Tang San and Yu Xiaogang have to do with him?
Out of respect for the deceased, Flender, it was already very good of him to help Tang San hunt for a soul ring. Speaking of which, Tang San's old man had once given him a severe beating.
With Zhao Wuji's help, the three soon found a Poisonous Slime that met Tang San's needs.
The Poisonous Slime was entirely green and snot-like, extremely foul-smelling, and appeared very viscous and disgusting.
Even the usually carefree Zhao Wuji couldn't help but frown when he saw such a disgusting soul beast.
However, Tang San and Yu Xiaogang looked as if they had found a rare treasure. If they weren't afraid of the Poisonous Slime's attack, they would have probably rushed forward excitedly.
"What a strong stomach," Zhao Wuji's mouth twitched as he watched the two of them excitedly.
"Teacher Zhao, please make your move!"
Tang San eagerly said to Zhao Wuji. He was already very eager to absorb the Slime's soul ring.
Hearing Tang San's words, Zhao Wuji felt very helpless. If he had known that they were hunting this kind of soul beast, he would have found an excuse to firmly refuse to participate in this hunt.
Despite saying that, Zhao Wuji was still very responsible. He immediately used his Martial Soul possession and consecutively used his third and fourth soul skills to bring the Poisonous Slime to the brink of death.
After doing all that, he walked aside with a dark expression, looking at his hands with a feeling of wanting to cry but having no tears.
Stinky! It was too stinky!!!
A huge loss, it was truly a huge loss!
He regretted it immensely now. This was even smellier than when he had to hide in the sewers when being chased by the Strength Clan and the Spirit Hall!
At this moment, the master and disciple, Yu Xiaogang and Tang San, rushed directly to the front of the Poisonous Slime without minding the smell, once it was on the verge of death.
Without any hesitation, Tang San pulled out his Godly Zhuge Crossbow and instantly gave the Poisonous Slime a quick death.
After the Slime's deep purple soul ring appeared, Tang San immediately began to absorb it.
This time, no one interrupted Tang San. He absorbed the soul ring very smoothly, and in just two hours, he successfully absorbed this five-thousand-year-old Poisonous Slime.
Tang San opened his eyes, feeling his cultivation had broken through to level thirty-three, and an irrepressible smile appeared on his lips.
"Xiao San, quickly check how your Blue Silver Grass is doing?"
Yu Xiaogang saw Tang San wake up and immediately asked. He was very much looking forward to the changes in Tang San's Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul after absorbing the Poisonous Slime.
Tang San nodded and confidently summoned his Blue Silver Grass!
How to describe it? If no one said it was Blue Silver Grass, no one would believe that the thing in Tang San's hand was Blue Silver Grass.
At this moment, the Blue Silver Grass in Tang San's hand was very abstract. Viscous, disgusting liquid dripped from the Blue Silver Grass, and its leaves were greenish-black and incredibly foul-smelling. This was Tang San's current Blue Silver Grass, having perfectly inherited everything from the Poisonous Slime.
Whether it was the toxicity or the level of disgust, Zhao Wuji looked at the Blue Silver Grass, which didn't resemble Blue Silver Grass at all, and his expression became very strange.
"Teacher, my Martial Soul has regained its toughness, and I've also gained a soul skill called Blue Silver Corrosion. This soul skill can corrode anything I bind."
Tang San was very happy. As he spoke, he manipulated the Blue Silver Grass to bind the surrounding large trees.
Watching the continuously dissolving trees, Tang San was full of pride. With such a soul skill, his combat power could double.
"Good, it seems my guess was correct. By absorbing the Slime, you have successfully inherited its resilience. Now your Blue Silver Grass will no longer be so easily torn apart."
"There shouldn't be any side effects, right?"
While proud, Yu Xiaogang still asked with some concern. Although he didn't think there would be any side effects, it was better to ask, so he could directly incorporate it into his theories later.
Yu Xiaogang just asked casually, but Tang San's Face stiffened, because this time absorbing the soul ring indeed had some side effects.
"Xiao San, are there any side effects?"
Seeing Tang San's expression, Yu Xiaogang's heart skipped a beat, and he became a little worried.
"Teacher, my Blue Silver Grass seems to have inherited the smell of the Poisonous Slime as well!"
Tang San's lips were dry. As he spoke, he retracted his Blue Silver Grass and simultaneously moved closer to Yu Xiaogang.
Immediately, a strong stench rushed into Yu Xiaogang's nose. The smell was too intense, as if ten strong men had worked all day, sweated profusely, then crawled into a sewer for an hour before coming out. Even though Yu Xiaogang was mentally prepared, he was almost suffocated to the point of fainting. It was simply too stinky!
"Xiao, Xiao San, this is all for the sake of becoming stronger. After you go back, wear a few more sachets, and it should be fine."
Yu Xiaogang could only offer this comfort at the moment. He truly had no way to deal with this stench.
"That's the only way," Tang San nodded. Looking at Yu Xiaogang, who had quietly moved away from him, he lowered his head, and a hint of dissatisfaction appeared in his eyes.
If Yu Xiaogang wasn't his teacher, that look of disgust just now would have been enough to warrant death!
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