Chapter 32: Right Now, I Lack Nothing!
After Yu Xiaogang was slapped, Tang San and Flender were both frantic with anxiety—yet utterly helpless.
Tang San himself could barely protect his own life. With Demon Suppressing Douluo gripping his throat, he couldn't even speak.
How he wished Demon Suppressing Douluo would give him just a bit of air so he could panic and shout, "Teacher!"
Flender, though not restrained, didn't dare get involved.
If he stepped in, the entire Shrek Academy would likely be wiped out in an instant.
As for Yu Xiaogang… Well, he wasn't dead yet, was he?
Sensing Tang San's struggle, Demon Suppressing Douluo lifted him with his right hand, raised his left hand toward Tang San's face—
A slap with the palm.
A backhand slap.
Another palm slap…
Over and over again, he struck Tang San more than a dozen times.
Tang San only felt stars dancing before his eyes, blood spilling from his mouth.
Before a true powerhouse, he didn't even possess the slightest ability to resist.
Too strong.
Far too terrifying.
"Kid, behave yourself."
"Once Tang Hao is killed, you can follow him with a bit less pain."
Demon Suppressing Douluo said calmly, looking at Tang San.
Those dozen-plus slaps were heavy and merciless, leaving Tang San with only four front teeth remaining.
Seeing this, Tang Hao was furious beyond measure.
That damned old bastard actually dared to hit his son!
Was this not a blatant humiliation of him, Tang Hao?
"Spirit Hall—what a fine Spirit Hall indeed!"
"You actually use two children to threaten me. Truly imposing, truly majestic!"
Though enraged, Tang Hao still retained his rationality and did not immediately attack.
Two rank ninety-five Super Douluo, two rank ninety-six Super Douluo, plus the current Pope, Bibi Dong.
Even for Tang Hao, the pressure was overwhelming.
Not to mention, Tang San had been taken hostage.
As for Xiao Wu—she was important, yes, but Tang San's life mattered more.
"Calling Tang San a child is one thing, Tang Hao,"
Yue Guan couldn't help but sneer.
"But this rabbit is a hundred-thousand-year soul beast."
"Her age alone exceeds the combined ages of all of us here. Can she still be called a child?"
The moment these words were spoken, Shrek Academy fell deathly silent.
Xiao Wu… was actually a hundred-thousand-year soul beast?
Good heavens.
Truly unbelievable.
"Tang Hao, you still haven't killed her to take her soul ring and soul bone…"
Yue Guan narrowed his eyes, as if thinking of something.
"Don't tell me—you're planning to repeat what happened back then?"
"Shut up!!"
Tang Hao roared, gripping the Clear Sky Hammer as he shouted at Yue Guan.
Yue Guan remained unconcerned and continued leisurely.
"Back then, you fell in love with the hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor and produced that bastard Tang San…"
Tang San: "..."
"When the Blue Silver Emperor was about to give birth, her soul beast aura leaked out. Instead of hiding her away, you took her traveling everywhere…"
"Oh, right—at that time, you had just reached rank ninety!"
As if a realization struck him, Yue Guan's eyes lit up. He glanced at Tang San, then at Xiao Wu.
"So that's it. Pope Qian Xunji… was actually calculated by you!"
"You want to replicate your own success—this time, on your son?"
The moment these words fell—
Ghost Douluo, Fifteen Ton Douluo, Demon Suppressing Douluo, and even Bibi Dong were all stunned.
Was Yue Guan's speculation… actually plausible?
They looked at Tang Hao's expression, then at Xiao Wu.
It seemed—eight or nine times out of ten—it was true.
Xiao Wu's already pale face was filled with disbelief.
So the man with a hundred-thousand-year soul ring—Tang San's father—had obtained it by deceiving a hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor?
So this… was humanity?
And now he wanted to repeat it—to make her fall in love with Tang San, and eventually offer herself in sacrifice to him?
The members of Shrek Academy exchanged glances, utterly shaken.
They never could have imagined—
That the legendary Clear Sky Douluo… was actually such a person!
Xiao Wu, and that hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor… how pitiful they were!
"Enough!"
Tang Hao roared again, then turned his gaze toward Bibi Dong.
"Bibi Dong, stealing Ah Yin's soul bone wasn't enough for you?"
"You even dare to set your sights on Xiao Wu. Today, you will stay here!"
Bibi Dong's mind was filled with question marks.
She had barely left Spirit Hall these past years. When had she ever stolen Ah Yin's soul bone?
The only times she left Spirit Hall were to obtain soul rings.
Hundred-thousand-year transformed soul beasts were rare beyond measure—what was wrong with her targeting Xiao Wu?
Why was it fine for Tang Hao to target transformed soul beasts, but not her?
That said, Tang Hao's luck truly was outrageous.
Hundred-thousand-year transformed soul beasts—rare even in a century—yet he encountered two of them within such a "short" span of time!
He truly deserved the title "Child of Destiny."
Tang Hao's words left Ghost, Yue Guan, and the two elders confused.
When has Bibi Dong ever dealt with Tang Hao?
"Enough nonsense!"
"Tang Hao, today—this place will be your grave!"
Fifteen Ton Douluo roared, gripping his Coiling Dragon Staff and pointing it at Tang Hao.
"Second Brother, throw Tang San to Yue Guan and follow me to kill this abomination!"
"Understood, Big Brother!"
Though he said "throw," Demon Suppressing Douluo didn't literally hurl him away.
He walked over and handed Tang San to Yue Guan.
In the end, Yue Guan restrained Xiao Wu with one hand, while the other clutched Tang San by the throat.
Xiao Wu stared at Tang San with eyes filled with hatred.
She had trusted him so completely—only to be met with deception.
He wanted to trick her into sacrificing herself?
Heh.
She would rather sacrifice herself to her enemy than ever offer herself to Tang San!
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Meanwhile, at the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.
Wang Li had accepted the inheritances of the Water Dragon King and Fire Dragon King.
At the same time, his second martial soul gained its second god-level soul ring—the Divine Ring of the Water Dragon King.
As for his first martial soul—
Fueled by the energy of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, along with the power of countless immortal herbs,
Wang Li successfully broke through to rank ninety.
Combined with the Fire Dragon King's Divine Ring, his soul power soared to rank ninety-four!
This resulted in an extremely bizarre scene.
Within Wang Li's body—
He possessed two Water Dragon King Divine Rings and two Fire Dragon King Divine Rings.
At the same time, his left and right arms respectively gained the God level soul bones of the Fire Dragon King and Water Dragon King.
After all, the two Dragon Kings had been gone for far too long.
Condensing divine rings and God level soul bones required the power of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well as a catalyst.
There simply wasn't much energy left to further raise Wang Li's soul power.
Even so—
Rank ninety-four!
"I truly… lack nothing now."
Wang Li murmured softly as he opened his eyes.
Due to the massive energy absorption, the water level of the Ice and Fire Springs had dropped significantly.
Though Wang Li was still within the springs, he was now deep inside a cavern, more than ten meters below the surface.
"Once again, my thanks to the two Dragon Kings for your gifts!"
Counting both the simulation and reality—
He had received the Fire Dragon King's blessing twice and the Water Dragon King's blessing three times.
Offering thanks was more than appropriate.
Sensing something, Wang Li's face reddened slightly. He retrieved clothes from his storage soul tool and put them on.
Only then did he fly out of the cavern.
The Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well… had been completely destroyed.
Dugu Bo stared fixedly at Wang Li. In the end, he let out a sigh.
"Kid, if you ever need anything in the future, just come to the Dugu residence and find this old man."
With those words, Dugu Bo vanished from the spot.
This kid's soul power level… had already surpassed his.
Though Dugu Bo envied Wang Li's opportunities, he harbored no other thoughts.
He had controlled this place for decades without obtaining such fortune.
What was not meant to be his… was never meant to be his.
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End of Chapter