Chapter 119: Tell Old Tai Tan to Come Find Me, "Tang San"
A dragon roar erupted, and the massive Blue Silver Prison enveloping Zu Zong instantly dissipated. Transforming into a ten-meter-long blue-silver dragon with a hooked nose and backward-curving spines, it lunged at Tai Nuo who was charging forward.
Tai Nuo turned pale with fright. My goodness, what kind of soul skill is this? Can a thousand-year soul skill really have this kind of presence?
As for Tai Long, his eyes glazed over in daze. Only now did he truly comprehend the vast gap between himself and Zu Zong. So the opponent he challenged yesterday was actually such a monster!
Tai Nuo subconsciously threw a punch to block, but the dragon didn't choose to clash head-on. It twisted its head to evade his fist, "bit" down on his massive shoulder, then coiled its body, binding him tightly.
For a moment, Tai Nuo felt his entire body weaken. While Tai Nuo was indeed a pure strength-type soul master, strength relied on soul power for sustenance. Without soul power, muscle power alone was less than one-tenth as effective. Coincidentally, the Blue Silver Dragon's greatest characteristic was absorbing soul power. Even Dugu Bo, a Title Douluo, had struggled to break free without using his martial soul. Let alone Tai Nuo, who was merely a Soul Saint.
"Blue-haired brat. I'll fight you to the death." A massive black shadow pounced from the air—it was Tai Long.
At this moment, Tai Long had cast aside all restraint. Though he knew he was no match for Zu Zong, his father's life outweighed everything. Seeing his father "bitten" by the dragon, how could he remember the gap between himself and Zu Zong?
Zu Zong paid him no mind, waving his right hand lightly. The Blue Silver Dragon's tail instantly coiled around the charging Tai Long.
No matter how Tai Long struggled, he couldn't break free from the binding.
Just then, Zhu Zhuqing walked over.
Zhu Zhuqing looked at Zu Zong, her delicate eyebrows raised slightly. With a hint of worry, she said, "Xiao Zong, you didn't kill Tai Long's father, did you!"
She wasn't concerned about Tai Nuo, but she'd heard from Flender that Tai Long had a Soul Douluo grandfather. If that man came seeking trouble, Zu Zong would be in great danger.
Hearing this, Tai Long's eyes filled with bloodshot veins as he wailed like ghosts and wolves, "What? You killed my father? I'll take you down with me!"
However, before Zu Zong could respond, Tai Nuo's voice sounded from nearby, "You little bastard, are you that eager for your old man to die!"
His soul power had been nearly half-absorbed by the Blue Silver Dragon, plus what he'd expended in the previous battle. Less than one-tenth of his soul power remained in his body now. Bound by the dragon, he couldn't move.
"Little brother, my son and I admit defeat today. This old man is at your disposal, but please spare my son. Our Strength Clan has only a single heir—he's the last of our line!" Tai Nuo pleaded.
Hearing this, Tai Long cried even harder, "No, kill me, spare my father."
Tai Nuo glared at Tai Long, his eyes turning red as he looked back at Zu Zong, "Listen to me—kill me."
"Kill me, spare my son."
"Kill me, spare my father."
"Stop wailing. Who said anything about killing you? It seems you've been the ones coming after me from start to finish!" Zu Zong said with a twitching mouth.
Hearing Zu Zong say he wouldn't kill them, Tai Nuo and Tai Long immediately shed tears of relief. Who would choose death when life was possible?
"However, while death is forgivable, living punishment is unavoidable." Zu Zong pulled Zhu Zhuqing into his arms, pinched her fair chin, and gave her a light kiss on the cheek. "Zhuqing, you decide how to deal with them."
Successfully "ambushed" by Zu Zong, Zhu Qing's pretty face flushed slightly. She gave him a white-eyed glare and said, "So improper. Handle it yourself! Don't go too far."
Zu Zong made an OK gesture. "Big gorilla and little gorilla, look over here." He pointed at his own eyes.
Tai Nuo and Tai Long knew he was calling them—after all, they were the only two gorillas here—and subconsciously looked toward Zu Zong's eyes.
At the same moment, Zu Zong's eyes closed slightly, then reopened, now transformed into the Three Tomoe Sharingan.
"Illusion — Sharingan"
Tai Nuo and Tai Long met Zu Zong's gaze, and instantly their eyes turned vacant as they fell under the illusion.
In the past, Zu Zong wouldn't have so easily controlled and altered the memories of Tai Nuo, whose soul power far exceeded his own. But since refining the Autumn Water Dew, not only had his spiritual power greatly increased, his ocular power had more than doubled. Controlling them with just the Three Tomoe required no effort. Let alone now that Tai Nuo's soul power was depleted.
Zhu Zhuqing naturally understood Zu Zong's Sharingan illusion abilities, but she hadn't expected he could now control a Soul Saint. "What illusion did you cast?"
Zu Zong's mouth curved slightly as he said softly, "Nothing much. I was just afraid they'd go back and complain to that old gorilla clan leader, so I erased their memories of contact with us."
There was one thing Zu Zong didn't say: while erasing memories of himself and Zhu Zhuqing, he also implanted a psychological suggestion in Tai Long and Tai Nuo—that they were injured by a student from Shrek Academy possessing a Blue Silver Grass martial spirit.
As for which student? Besides Tang San, were there any other Blue Silver Grass soul masters at Shrek Academy?
After all, our Zu Zong is also a fan of Douluo Dalu—how could he not follow the original work? When the time comes, just like in the original, Old Tai Tan will still come looking for Tang San for trouble. That will be truly exciting.
"Mm." Zhu Zhuqing nodded. Zu Zong's approach was indeed clever.
Zu Zong snapped his fingers lightly, and the Blue Silver Emperor threads dissipated into nothingness. "Let's go now. They'll be waking up soon."
As he spoke, Zu Zong led Zhu Zhuqing out of the forest.
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Meanwhile, within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan.
Under the watchful eyes of a refined middle-aged man, a white-robed elder, and a withered elder, Ning Rongrong activated her martial spirit—the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Tower.
These three were precisely Ning Fengzhi, the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan; Sword Douluo Chen Xin, the clan's guardian elder; and Bone Douluo Gu Rong, another guardian elder.
Before Ning Fengzhi could examine it closely, Sword Douluo Chen Xin exclaimed in astonishment, "Nine layers, nine colors—truly the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Tower!"
"This—" Even Ning Fengzhi, known for his composure, couldn't help but turn pale with shock. He had initially thought his little demoness was joking, never imagining it could be real.
"So, Zu Zong gave you an immortal-grade medicinal herb called the Qiruo Tulip. That's why not only did you break through to the thirtieth level in a short time, but you also elevated the Seven Treasures to Nine Treasures." Ning Fengzhi gazed deeply at Ning Rongrong.
The treasure's light faded. Ning Rongrong recalled her martial spirit. "Now you should believe what I said. Why would Zu Zong harm me? It wasn't just me—each of us received an immortal-grade medicinal herb. Everyone's soul power increased significantly. Zu Zong also said that after I obtain my soul ring, I can rise another four or five levels!"
At this, not just Ning Fengzhi, but even Chen Xin and Gu Rong were utterly stunned. Their little princess had truly struck gold.
Sword and Bone Douluo exchanged a meaningful glance with Ning Fengzhi, who nodded in response. Yesterday, when Sword Douluo returned and mentioned Zu Zong would come to express thanks, Ning Fengzhi had assumed it was mere courtesy. He never expected the other party to deliver such a tremendous gift!
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