Hundreds of blue silver vines, covered in scales, bound the Mandragora Serpent, rendering it immobile. The zu zong uttered a soft shout: "Poison Devour!"
A large amount of purple corrosive venom oozed from the gaps in the blue silver vine scales, instantly corroding large chunks of flesh from the Mandragora Serpent upon contact. But that wasn't all. The zu zong manipulated the blue silver vines to pry open the Mandragora Serpent's massive jaws, aiming them at Blanklin.
Having done all this, the zu zong feigned exhaustion, panting, "Director, hurry, I can't hold on much longer!"
Blanklin, seeing the dust rising and countless vines swirling around, couldn't see the Mandragora Serpent's exact condition, assuming it was still struggling—after all, the Mandragora Serpent was an extremely powerful being among hundred-year-old soul beasts.
"Alright!"
Having anticipated this, three shimmering halos rose in succession, one white and two yellow. As the soul rings swirled, surging soul power formed a wave of pressure that crashed down. The third yellow soul ring lit up, and the bull horns on his head were poised to strike, a fist-sized ball of lightning condensing.
"Third Soul Skill—Super Horn Cannon!"
The lightning ball shot out rapidly, gradually enlarging until it reached the size of a basketball.
The zu zong immediately used his Blue Silver Vines to control the Mandragora Serpent, performing a perfect Douluo-level catch—no, a catch with his mouth!
Boom! The lightning ball pierced the Mandragora Serpent's mouth and exploded. The mouth is one of the softest parts of any animal's body, entirely composed of soft flesh. With a single blow, a bowl-sized hole was blasted into the Mandragora Serpent's head. White brain matter mixed with blood flowed from the hole; the scene was utterly gruesome.
The entire process, from beginning to end, took less than three minutes—meticulously calculated and executed in one smooth motion.
Faint yellow light gathered, forming a yellow halo above the corpse of the Mandragora snake. The Mandragora snake was dead.
"Wow, Master, your soul skill is so cool!" The zu zong's gave a thumbs-up and walked up to Blanklin, praising him.
This wasn't the zu zong boasting; Blanklin's third soul skill was genuinely impressive. For the zuzong, who was familiar with the Douluo Continent, the power of most third soul skills was somewhat understood. To unleash such power with a third soul ring, especially a hundred-year soul ring, was indeed rare.
Blanklin also held his head high for once, but after seeing Yu Xiaogang leading Tang San over, he regained his usual serious demeanor.
"Thank you for saving my life, Master. Otherwise, this child and I would probably be dead here." Yu Xiaogang forced a smile, which looked more like a grimace on his already stiff face.
Blanklin waved his hand, pointed to the zu zong standing to the side, and said, "If you want to thank someone, thank this kid! If he hadn't found you, you would probably be in real danger."
As he spoke, Blanklin glanced at Tang San beside him. He then adopted the sternness of a headmaster and began to reprimand Yu Xiaogang.
"This is your disciple! I'm not saying this to criticize you, but bringing a child to such a dangerous place is very irresponsible," he said, his words sharp and merciless.
Yu Xiaogang smiled helplessly; the facts were right in front of him, what could he say?
He had witnessed the zu zong performance; his newly acquired first soul skill was incredibly powerful, easily suppressing the Mandragora Serpent. Then, looking at the gruesome corpse of the Mandragora Serpent, he sighed, "What a pity, otherwise it would have been so good to give it to Xiaosan as his first soul ring."
Meanwhile, Tang San was now arguing with the zuzong.
The zu zong's lips curled into a slight smile as he grinned, "Yo, Little San! You've gotten even more handsome in just a few days. I heard you were locked in a dark room by the gatekeeper for most of the night the other day, is that true?"
[Ding, Tang San's hatred towards the host has increased to 21%, congratulations to the host for gaining 100 hatred points]
[Ding, Tang San's hatred towards the host has increased to 22%,
congratulations to the host for gaining 100 hatred points] [Ding, Tang San's hatred towards the host has increased to 23%, congratulations to the host for gaining 100 hatred points]
Hearing the ever-increasing hatred points in his mind, the zu zong was overjoyed. He became even more sarcastic towards Tang San.
"You're really stupid, that gatekeeper looked like..."
Hiding a "silent hidden arrow" in his sleeve, heaven knows how much Tang San wanted to shoot it.
The zu zong had clearly seen the entire battle between the zu zong and the Mandragora Serpent from beginning to end using his "Purple Demon Eye."
Even though he had already subdued the Mandragora Serpent, he still had the headmaster use his soul skill to kill it. He didn't want to leave any for himself!
Tang San gritted his teeth and said, "You dog, give me back my Mandragora Snake!"
The real show was about to begin! The zu zong lowered his head, a slight smirk playing on his lips. He forced out a few tears and sobbed to Yu Xiaogang, "Dormitory supervisor, look at your disciple, Xiao San! He wants me to return his Mandragora Snake!"
Then he tugged at Blanklin's sleeve and said, "Director, look at Tang San! He actually wants us to return his Mandragora Snake!"
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Upon hearing this, Blanklin was shocked. They had saved them, and this kid was demanding the return of the Mandragora Serpent? Had he forgotten the chase? He immediately sternly rebuked Yu Xiaogang, "Look at your good disciple! He actually wants us to return the Mandragora Serpent!"
He completely ignored the "dormitory supervisor" comment.
Yu Xiaogang's already stiff face turned even paler. He had only expressed his feelings briefly. But Tang San had actually done such a thing! No, as a teacher, he had to guide his disciple onto the right path.
Yu Xiaogang sternly shouted, "Tang San, apologize to the clan leader!"
Tang San wanted to retort and tell them what he had seen, but how could he explain himself? Had he concealed his abilities and put Yu Xiaogang in danger? That would likely end their master-disciple relationship. After all, Yu Xiaogang had been kind to him, and he didn't want to lose his teacher.
"Teacher, I..."
"Apologize now!" Yu Xiaogang shouted again.
"I'm sorry," Tang San said softly, feeling wronged.
"Louder! Say it now, ZuZong, I was wrong!"
Tang San shook his head. He'd rather die than call him ancestor; it was impossible.
Seeing Tang San shake his head, unwilling to apologize, Yu Xiaogang raised his size 44 foot and kicked Tang San in the butt.
"Say it now, ZuZong, I was wrong!"
Tang San still shook his head!
Yu Xiaogang kicked him again.
"Say it now, ZuZong, I was wrong!"
Tang San was almost crying with grievance, but Yu Xiaogang was surprisingly forceful, fully displaying his style of "heavy blows internally, weak and powerless externally," kicking him three times in a row.
Finally, unable to bear it any longer, Tang San's eyes turned red as he stared intently at the zuzong, bowed deeply, and shouted, "Ancestor, I'm sorry!" If looks could kill, the zu zong would probably have died a hundred thousand eight thousand times over.
Yu Xiaogang kicked him again, "Anything else?"
"Ancestor, I was wrong!"
"Louder! Shout it with me!"
"Ancestor, I'm sorry!" ×2
"Ancestor, I was wrong!" ×2 [
Ding, Tang San's hatred towards the host has increased to 27%, congratulations to the host for gaining 100 hatred points]
[Ding, Tang San's hatred towards the host has increased to 28%, congratulations to the host for gaining 100 hatred points]
[Ding, Tang San's hatred towards the host has increased to 29%, congratulations to the host for gaining 100 hatred points]
[Ding, Tang San's hatred towards the host has increased to 30%, congratulations to the host for gaining 100 hatred points]
"Pfft!"
The zu zong admitted that this time he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
He patted Tang San's little face and said, "Good boy, your ancestor forgives you, hahahaha."
Hearing that the zu zong had forgiven Tang San, Yu Xiaogang, who should have been happy, felt that something was wrong, completely baffled.
Yu Xiaogang: Why do I feel like I've been tricked?
(End of Chapter)