Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary

Chapter 261 Peacock Feather

"why?"

"Why won't you let me out?" The master's plan has failed.

The palace was governed by strict rules, and the guards restricted everyone's movements, preventing Tang San from wantonly destroying the recording stone.

Tang San's face flushed red, nine-tenths of him dissatisfied, and he angrily questioned, "How dare you stop us!"

The guards weren't even Soul Masters, yet they dared to obstruct my noble Soul Sect! They truly deserved to die!

“Exactly!” echoed the obese man in the white coat.

"We are doctors, renowned even within the Spirit Hall. How dare you restrict my movements?"

"Yes, yes." Tang San seized the opportunity to add fuel to the fire:

"We are doctors, not prisoners. How can you treat us like this!"

The guards stood ready: "This is His Highness the Crown Prince's arrangement."

The head eunuch, standing some distance away, rashly stepped forward and struck the guard on the head:
"What arrangements by His Highness the Crown Prince? Does he even know how to speak properly? If this gets out, it will seriously damage the Crown Prince's reputation."

Tears glistened in the guard's eyes.

Seeing his absurd appearance, Tang San secretly cursed him and put away the Dragon Beard Needle hidden in his back hand.

"With such a mindset, one is destined never to become a strong person."

"Even if I'm being merciful today, I won't pursue your mistakes!"

The chief eunuch was unaware of what was happening behind the scenes. Ignoring the guards' expressions, he turned to the group of doctors and warned them:

"The people who came to treat Emperor Xueye were a mixed bag. In order to ensure the stability of the palace, we can only ask you to make do for now."

Han Tao waved his hand: "It's nothing!"

Tang San's expression hardened.

He clearly recognized Han Tao. Although this guy gave him advice on treatment with Blue Silver Grass, helping his martial soul get rid of the toxins of Datura, I will not accept any favor from him.

"But debts must be repaid!"

"Han Tao seems to be a disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and Ning Fengzhi's apprentice?"

Tang San devised a plan.

Destroying Xue Qinghe's meridians and mobilizing the resources of the Heavenly Dou Empire to find ways to repair them may not be a comprehensive solution.

Han Tao's appearance can help me improve my plan.

"By destroying Han Tao's meridians at the same time, I believe the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Heaven Dou Empire will be able to help me find a way to heal his meridians."

His brows and eyes were dark, and his expression was resolute.

The Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moonlight quietly turned with the will, and the peacock feather made by Haotian Sect was firmly grasped, resembling a dark golden pattern, ready to bloom.

"Heh!" Han Tao chuckled.

Tang San's subtle actions in the shadows could not escape his own perception, nor could they escape the sight of the Blue Silver Grass seeds that covered the entire mountain.

Although his expression was disdainful, he took it very seriously.

"After all, he is a chosen one."

Han Tao was on high alert and immediately unleashed his strongest technique: Illusion.

"Tang San."

"Your Purple Demon Eyes are still at the same level, but my illusions have undergone a qualitative change!"

The soul power surged upwards, activating the Shen Ting acupoint.

Suddenly, a kind of silent light and shadow appeared in the world.

The city walls, bricks and tiles, sky, sun, aura, soul power, and a series of real and objective elements were simulated and formed under the guidance of Han Tao's spiritual power.

"Phantom Space!"

The illusion from the ten-thousand-year-old soul bone is used simultaneously under the operation of the Distraction Control Technique.

Using mental power as a unifying force, convergence is achieved in a certain form, and the differences between the two illusions become smaller and smaller, more and more subtle.
恍若
A real world stands here.

"Hmm," Han Tao said, looking down with his eyes lowered, "It seems I need to put on a more convincing act!"

Tang San wanted to destroy his own meridians to obtain the method of [Microscopic Healing], and he also wanted to use the illusion to seize the method of condensing "Bodhi Blood".

The Zixia Spirit, innate soul power, and Bodhi bloodline represent the growth path within the martial arts system.

It is completely different from the Martial Soul system and is much stronger!
Tang San didn't hesitate at all, activating the Peacock Feather in his hand: "Bloom!"

The exquisite hidden weapons contain subtle golden patterns that suddenly scatter like a peacock spreading its tail. Often, the enemy will be immersed in this fleeting beauty and, under the reflection of the cold light, offer up their life along with it.

"Blue Silver Grass!" Several blue silver bamboos materialized out of thin air, forming a dense bamboo net in the air as an outer layer of insulation.

The soul tool spun, and a huge shield appeared in front of him.

At the same time, Blue Silver Grass pulled Han Tao's body for leverage, causing him to retreat backward.

"Ridiculous!" Tang San laughed with contempt and arrogance.

"If the peacock feather could be blocked so easily, it wouldn't deserve to be called one of the top three concealed weapons of the mechanical type."

"Even a titled Douluo would not be able to withstand my meticulously crafted Peacock Feather."

Unparalleled confidence was etched in Tang San's heart.

The Peacock Feather contains 12 types of needles and 365 different hidden weapons, capable of countering various defensive tactics of enemies.

Dragon Beard Needle pierces through the defenses of soul power, Blade-Splitting Needle shatters the sharpness of weapons, Armor-Piercing Needle shakes the hardness of armor and stomach.
The explosive force of the lightning needles ripped open the massive shield in front of Han Tao, allowing some of the sharp needles to pierce through it.

The combined defense of the Blue Silver Bamboo and the shield blocked most of the hidden weapon attacks from the Peacock Feather, but two still managed to hit the body.

"Impossible!" Han Tao looked down at his body.

A corrosive black color emanated from the scapula injured by the Yin Needle, spreading outwards at an extremely rapid pace.

He thought to himself, "It does seem a bit fake."

The way the highly toxic substance spread was something Han Tao found difficult to simulate.

Because the illusion is based on reality and has not undergone any inhumane experiments, it is naturally not realistic enough.

"Highly poisonous."

"Damn it, you actually used poison!" Han Tao questioned.

Tang San smiled dismissively: "Are you praising me?"

Although a vague feeling of unease lingered in my heart, the current situation was enough to bring me joy, overshadowing the truth of what I had missed.

"The weapon that can defeat the enemy is the hidden weapon."

This is the introduction from the Xuan Tian Bao Lu, as stated by Tang San with unwavering conviction:

"Using poison can help me defeat my enemies more effectively, and when facing someone who is determined to die, leaving them any room for maneuver will only cause more trouble!"

Tang San prides himself on being a righteous person, so he won't imitate the villains by saying absurd things, nor will he show any mercy to his enemies.
His actions embodied his will.

Like a shooting star chasing the moon, a mother-and-child pair of soul-stealing beasts are heading towards Han Tao's investment.

"This is..." Han Tao murmured.

Just as he was about to draw his bow and arrow to shoot the mother gallbladder in the Mother-Child Soul-Chasing Deadly Gallbladder, a sudden, sharp pain shot through his left arm.

"Penetrating needle."

"Yes, a bone-piercing needle pierced your left arm!"

As he wished, Han Tao fell into a pool of blood.

Weiwei stepped forward, a sneer on her lips: "Hmph, a path to death!"

However, he did not forget his purpose. He activated the hidden weapon not to kill Han Tao, but to destroy his meridians.

Using the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School, I found a way to heal my meridians.

"wrong!"

Tang San wasn't stupid after all; he sensed something was amiss as he got closer.

The wounds caused by the Yin Needles should be a bluish-green stiffness, so how could they be black corrosion?
"There is only one possibility!"

He raised his head and looked up at the sky.

A rich purple light shone in his eyes; his powerful Purple Demon Eyes allowed him to pierce through the illusion and witness the reality.

However, the illusion still exists.

"How can it be!"

"How could my Purple Demon Eyes be unable to break through your illusion?" Tang San said incredulously, blurting out his thoughts.

Han Tao ignored him, thinking to himself, "This is truly a powerful secret technique."

Even though his two illusions had already achieved a preliminary fusion.

However, Tang San still managed to glimpse the truth beyond the illusion with his "microscopic" Purple Demon Eyes, which can only be described as "outrageous".

"In reality."

Tang San looked at reality and was suddenly filled with fear.
What would happen if Han Tao attacked him in the real world?
(End of this chapter)