Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary

Chapter 190 Questioning
"Based on the Pope's recommendation, Bibi Dong sent me to ask you if there is any way to cure Tang San's martial soul!"

Tang Hao's tone was firm and domineering.

Facing Han Tao, one can't help but underestimate him.

At such a young age, judging from his appearance, he doesn't seem like someone who understands theory.
"Make him summon his Martial Soul!"

Han Tao spoke in a flat tone.

The Illusionary Space opened instantly, and a message flashed into Ning Fengzhi's hand in the distance. As the Soul Tool rotated, Sword Douluo and Ning Fengzhi focused their attention on Han Tao.

"Safe for now!"

Slightly relieved.

Tang San didn't take it too seriously after hearing it, thinking to himself:
"Since my father is here today, I'll let you off the hook for now. But when you're alone, I'll show you the power of the Tang Clan's hidden weapons!"

Urged on by Tang Hao, he idly summoned his martial soul: Blue Silver Grass!

Broken branches and leaves, a grayish color, and a rotten smell.
"Huh!" Han Tao waved his hand.

"So, is there any way?" It was a rare moment of sincerity in his question.

Han Tao glanced at Tang San, then at Tang Hao, his expression somewhat subtle.
He wasn't one to suffer a loss, so he went straight to the point: "Reward!"

The two clear words, delivered to his ears, startled him.

Tang Hao hadn't really considered compensation. He hadn't mentioned it when Ye Lingling treated Tang San.

In contrast, Yu Yuanzhen's attitude was much more sincere.
"You're asking me for payment?" Tang Hao's expression turned cold.

Looking up, he saw that Ning Fengzhi had already arrived with Sword Douluo, while Han Tao had retreated to the back.

Sword Douluo's combat power should not be underestimated; he is far superior to Yu Yuanzhen.

Generally speaking, weapon spirits are far more offensive and have greater attack power than beast spirits. However, beast spirits have a stronger physical foundation because their bodies are synchronized with their spirits. Each has its own advantages and disadvantages.

But in terms of combat power, the Haotian Hammer and the Seven Kill Sword are still the best!

The key is.
Ning Fengzhi was standing nearby; the power of the "Eight Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda" should not be underestimated.

Haotian Douluo looked embarrassed: "What do you want?"

"Let's make this clear beforehand: anything involving sect secret techniques cannot be revealed!"

When Emperor Xueye forced Tang San to hand over the Purple Demon Eye, Haotian Douluo wasn't there; otherwise, he would have already grabbed his hammer and smashed it over there.

He only heard about it after it happened. Fortunately, Tang San hadn't handed over the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique.
Otherwise, he wouldn't know how to explain himself to the Haotian Sect.

Han Tao smiled and said, "Don't worry, I don't need any sect secret techniques!"

If you want a sect's secret techniques, you can simply read them with your mind and steal them, although this behavior is excessive and shameless.
But when you really have a need, you don't care about your number or anything else. I'm the villain!
After a moment's thought, Han Tao glanced briefly at Ye Lingling, his tone flat:
"Two recommendation slots for the City of Slaughter!"

Without the introduction of the God of Slaughter, a nobody like myself would only be able to escape through the Hell Road after entering the City of Slaughter.

However, with the introduction of the God of Slaughter, one can directly seek out the King of Slaughter and leave under the guidance of a maid.
Tang Hao paused, his expression showing a conflicted look.

"What are you going to the City of Slaughter for?" Ning Fengzhi asked curiously.

Sword Douluo sarcastically remarked, "That's no good place. Only evil soul masters and those with heinous crimes would go there!"

Upon hearing this, Tang Hao was displeased. Who exactly was Sword Douluo mocking?
Han Tao waved his hand slightly: "I've only heard of this place name. It just so happens that His Majesty Haotian is also the God of Slaughter, so I can't help but be curious and want to go in and take a look."

"I won't fight in the arena, nor will I walk the Hell Road. Those are just too cumbersome for me!"

Haotian Douluo exclaimed in disbelief, "Just because of this?"

"Of course!" Han Tao nodded. He felt inexplicably shocked; the rich kids in this world were simply too absurd.

The City of Slaughter is the gathering place of the blood of countless Soul Masters.
Ye Lingling needs to study bloodline fusion, so this isn't a perfect testing ground?
Although their soul power is limited, with the support of their bloodline power, their physique will far surpass that of other soul masters, giving them an absolute advantage.
Moreover, that godforsaken place is full of evil spirit masters, so even if the experimental subjects die, they won't feel any guilt.

"Okay!" Tang Hao agreed.

Creating a god of slaughter would deplete the resources of the City of Slaughter, which is why the King of Slaughter is extremely averse to it.

But if it's to let the younger generation gain experience, they don't even have to owe anyone a favor, and they have absolutely no worries about the future.

After agreeing, Tang Hao looked at Tang San's Blue Silver Grass and asked Han Tao:
"Look at the mistress's Blue Silver Grass, is there any way to salvage it?"

Um.
Han Tao sat down and pondered for a long time.

Under normal circumstances, if the martial soul is not severely damaged, the Blue Silver Grass will consume the martial soul's essence to restore the martial soul's original form.

However, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass is currently in an extremely bad situation.

"The venom of the Mandragora Serpent, the Ghost Vine, and the Human-Faced Demon Spider inflicts reverse damage on the Blue Silver Grass's body, preventing the Martial Soul from recovering!"

Although Tang San chose a pile of excrement as the poison, it still proved beneficial when the Blue Silver Herbal Body was strong.

However, when the Blue Silver Herb's physical body is weakened, the foundation of the Blue Silver Emperor's bloodline is removed, and these toxins will instead harm the Martial Soul's physical body, creating a situation where the subject suppresses the ruler.

"You should think of a way to remove these damn toxins, and the Blue Silver Grass will naturally recover!"

"No way!" Tang San refused coldly.

"This is the brilliant path that the master pointed out to me. It is the culmination of the master's research over half a lifetime. It took him six years to grow the Blue Silver Grass to its current state. How can I just give it up?"

Tang San's face was full of doubt.

He didn't believe Han Tao's words at all. This guy who was courting death dared to deceive my father!

Han Tao helplessly spread his hands.

"Whether he wants to listen or not, the treatment costs will not be refunded!"

"As the Haotian Douluo, you have a reputation on the Douluo Continent, you cannot break your promise!"

At this point, Han Tao suddenly realized that he had been applying double standards, which was something he should reflect on.

I should find a chance to fulfill the promise I made to Flander.
Tang Hao gave a light "humph": "You couldn't even cure my son's Blue Silver Grass, yet you're thinking about a spot in the Killing City?"

"dream!"

The tone was decisive.

Han Tao let out a sigh of relief: "Fine, whatever!"

I had already guessed this ending, so there's nothing to be discouraged about.

Besides, he didn't say anything about the origin of blue silver or anything like that.
Let Yu Xiaogang properly teach Tang San these profound concepts!
"Father, I knew all along that Han Tao was useless!"

"The master told me that his breakthrough to the Soul Master level was entirely due to luck; he only achieved this by relying on the resources of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

Tang Hao and Tang San left, and the sound of their footsteps fading into the distance could be heard outside the door.

Haotian Douluo's voice was even more resolute: "Don't be afraid, Tang San, your Blue Silver Grass will definitely recover!"

"I'll take you to see the Blue Silver King."

(End of this chapter)