Starting from the young master of Haotian Sect.

Chapter 467 The Overbearing Tang San
Hearing that Tang San was still concerned about her cultivation level, Bai Chenxiang, who was known as the Goddess of the Vast Sea, couldn't help but smile, acting coy and demure like a little woman.

"No need to trouble the young sect master. The sea battlefield in Hanhai City is now experiencing a small-scale battle almost every few days, so there is no shortage of spirit rings."

Bai Chenxiang came here to train and hunt soul beasts. Because Qian Renxue led the team to protect Hanhai City, Hanhai City, which was about to be captured, became a protracted battlefield.

Moreover, the strangest thing is that the sea spirit beasts have never sent out a 100,000-year-old sea spirit beast to fight, and the legendary Deep Sea Demon Whale King has never appeared. This has turned this place into a meat grinder for spirit masters and spirit beasts, with wars frequently taking place, but neither side dares to venture deep into the other's territory.

Humans cannot breathe in the sea, and sea spirit beasts lose much of their fighting power when they leave the water, gradually turning it into an excellent training ground.

Both sea spirit beasts that want to eat the flesh and blood of spirit masters and spirit masters who want to hunt spirit beasts appear here.

Tang San's eyes flashed. He had already gained a deep understanding of women's hearts under his aunt's tutelage. He shook his head and refused, saying, "The Martial Soul True Body of a level 70 Soul Saint can be said to be the most important level for a Soul Master. A powerful Martial Soul True Body can increase the power of Soul Skills many times over, and may even affect the probability of breaking through to the Title Douluo level later."

"Listen to me, I will personally help you find a soul beast."

Tang San was also insightful, knowing that as a girl, what Chen Xiang most wanted to hear was not a nod of agreement, but a domineering rejection.

He's saying one thing but meaning another.

As expected, when Tang San finished speaking, Bai Chenxiang's eyes and voice changed. She nodded weakly and said in a low voice, "Chenxiang will follow the young sect leader's arrangements."

Bai Chenxiang withdrew her martial soul possession and stood silently behind Tang San, following him with her head down. Occasionally, she would secretly look up at Tang San's back and chuckle to herself.

"Wow, is this really white agarwood?"

"Am I seeing things? That prodigy of the Min clan, who controls wind and thunder, is actually..."

"Waaaaah, I don't want to live anymore!"

Seeing Bai Chenxiang, the Goddess of War of the Vast Ocean, in this state, not only did everyone stare in disbelief, but even those who knew Bai Chenxiang were dumbfounded, their jaws dropping. Of course, many male soul masters were also heartbroken.

"By the way, where are all the disciples of our Haotian Sect stationed?" Tang San asked.

Bai Chenxiang replied, "Young Sect Master, the Spirit Hall, the Clear Sky Sect, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect are each guarding one side, while we are guarding the other side, which is away from the Spirit Hall."

After Tang San and Qian Renxue exchanged a glance, Qian Renxue transmitted her voice through her soul power: "It's nighttime now. The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul is at its strongest at noon. Come find me at noon tomorrow."

The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul controls light, justice, and the flames of the sun; noon is when the sun and its light are at their strongest.

"Alright, I'll go check on the disciples of the Clear Sky Sect." With that, Tang San used his spatial attribute to grab the 70,000-year-old sea monster ice sculpture that he had frozen, and walked on the beach carrying the huge ice sculpture, which was tens of meters long, in full view of everyone.

Seeing Tang San and Bai Chenxiang's departing figures, Xie Yue and Yan had mixed feelings.

"Sigh, the gap between us has become so large that we can't even see each other's backs anymore." Yan's feelings were the most complicated. On one hand, he had a crush on Hu Liena, but she rejected him. On the other hand, he also knew who Hu Liena liked.

Seeing Tang San again, he realized he didn't even have the courage to resist; the gap between them had widened even further. Xie Yue comforted him, "Forget it. With our current strength, let alone him as the young sect leader, even Tai Long, who was on our team back then, has gradually fallen behind."

It wasn't just Bai Chenxiang, but also Tailong. Xie Yue and Yan were indeed from the golden generation, with high levels of both martial spirit and talent, but Tailong couldn't compete with them because he consumed a divine delicacy, and his martial spirit even evolved!
At first, Xie Yue and Yan could rely on the advantages they had accumulated in the early stages to be stronger than Bai Chenxiang and Tailong. However, after reaching the Soul King and Soul Emperor levels, the sustained effects of the Immortal Grade became apparent, and their cultivation speed surpassed that of the Golden Generation.

Moreover, in terms of status, Tailong is the eldest grandson of the patriarch of the Power Clan and a Soul Master whom the Power Clan has nurtured with all its might. All the Soul Bones and equipment are concentrated on Tailong. Even though Xieyue and Yan are from the Golden Generation, they don't have as many Soul Bones as Tailong.

Xie Yue secretly rejoiced, "Fortunately, the Holy Maiden serves the Angel God, is of noble character and pure heart, untouched by any human love, and is as pure as ice and jade."

Pure and immaculate, like a thousand-foot snowflake.

Yan, watching Xie Yue's respect and worship towards Qian Renxue, frowned. Sometimes, bystanders see things more clearly. Tang San had just appeared with the Holy Maiden, meaning the two were most likely together, or at least discussing something.

Yan hinted, "Xie Yue, those simps and bastards never have a good ending."

Although Tang San and Bai Chenxiang appeared to be walking step by step, their cultivation levels meant that each step covered several hundred meters. Soon, Tang San arrived at the second battlefield of Hanhai City, which was mainly guarded by the Haotian Sect. In addition to the Haotian Sect, there were also four vassal families and some sects and families that were on good terms with the Haotian Sect.

Clearly, everyone regards this place as a training ground and a good place to hunt spirit beasts.

"Greetings, Young Sect Master!!!"

Upon seeing Tang San appear, all the disciples of the Clear Sky Sect put down their work, bowed to Tang San from afar, and shouted in unison.

Ever since they obtained the treasure of the Death Spider King and enriched the Haotian Sect's treasury, everyone in the Haotian Sect has worshipped Tang San like a god. He is their provider!
Tang San looked at the spirited, energetic, and vibrant disciples of the sect before him and smiled with satisfaction, nodding and saying, "Very good. You have all lived up to the name of the Haotian Sect and are worthy of our Haotian Sect."

"Where is Tailong?" Tang San's voice rang out.

"Young Sect Master, I'm here!" With a loud bang, an explosion suddenly came from the direction of the ocean, and then a two-meter-tall Tyrone fell from the sky.

Seeing that the man was several times larger than Tang San, with bulging muscles, like a small Titan, Tang San was stunned for a moment. Had he gone through a second growth spurt after not seeing him for several years?!
[Martial Soul: Golden Giant Ape]

[Soul Power: Level 70]

"Oh? It really is level 70." Tang San was slightly surprised when he saw Tai Long's soul power. It's true that it's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early.

Upon hearing Tang San mention his soul power level, Tailong scratched his head and said, "Young Sect Master, I reached level 70 a long time ago, but I haven't been able to find a suitable soul beast, which is why I came to Hanhai City to look for one. However, those powerful soul beasts are all very clever; if they can't beat them, they run away, and they're slippery in the sea."

Tyrone was also somewhat troubled. The sea spirit beasts were too slippery and difficult to catch, especially those with a cultivation level of over 50,000 years. The higher the cultivation level, the higher the intelligence. Coupled with the terrain advantage, even if Tyrone could defeat them, he couldn't catch them, let alone kill them. And they weren't going to fight him to the death.

"That's a coincidence. I just caught this thing. It has 70,000 years of cultivation and contains a trace of dragon blood. It should be suitable for you." Tang San tossed the ice sculpture of the dragon he had been holding aside, its terrifying weight raising dust.

(End of this chapter)