Douluo Continent: Become stronger by stealing Tang San's luck

The deal is done.

Tang Lan left the palace in a cheerful mood.

Until they were far away.

Tang Hao couldn't help but say, "Son, I can feed the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger. There's no need to waste a single immortal herb, is there?"

That's a magical herb!

That's how cheap it is for that guy?

Blood loss!

"Isn't this to free you up, Dad, so you can go and keep Mom company?" Tang Lan explained.

Tang Hao smacked his lips and clutched his chest.

I still feel a little heartbroken.

But since things have come to this, I won't comment further.

Tang Lan smiled mysteriously.

This sweet potato dragon was given to the King of Slaughter, certainly not to liberate Tang Hao.

But

In order to strengthen Tang Chen's physique.

Tang Chen had been parasitized by the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King for decades, and his body was riddled with holes from the deadly poison.

In the original work.

Awakened by Tang San's Sea God Light, he regained his level 99 Peerless Douluo strength.

He also completed the eight trials of the Asura God and obtained a large amount of the Asura God's inherited power.

The immense energy overwhelmed him, and his body collapsed on the spot.

He met Poseidon once, and then he died.

Shouldn't we give our ancestors a good boost so they can continue to be our support?

I just got back to my place.

Then, the same assassin from before delivered a storage ring.

"This was sent by my master. Please accept it."

Tang Lan took the storage ring and scanned it with her mental energy.

Oh open!

They were all corpses.

There were over a hundred storage rings in total.

Moreover, they are all "high-grade goods" of the seventh-ring Soul Saint level or above.

Even with the "vacuum preservation" function of the storage ring, it's impossible to tell how long the person has been dead.

The only thing that's certain is that these unfamiliar faces have been stored there for quite some time.

Well.

Could it be that the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King has some strange fetish?

Tang Lan tossed the storage ring to the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger.

He then took out a storage ring and gave it to the Slaughterer.

He instructed, "From now on, you can just give these things to it directly."

"Yes! Your lord!"

The Slaughter Messenger said respectfully—

"The contestants for tomorrow have already been arranged for you, sir."

"I would appreciate it if you could simply kill him when the time comes, sir."

"Someone will bring the body to you shortly."

In other words.

Give the Hell Killing Fields some face, and stop trying to "earn extra money" all the time.

Tang Lan was happy to be relaxed and nodded readily.

"If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave now."

After receiving permission.

The Slaughter Envoy bowed to Tang Hao and Tang Lan, then faced them and left the Tang Clan Inn.

Tang San stood to the side.

Looking at the respectful and obsequious messenger of slaughter, his eyes darted around.

"elder brother!"

"Did you make some kind of deal with that King of Slaughter?"

There was nothing to hide, Tang Lan explained simply.

Tang San's eyes lit up with excitement!

He was about to speak.

"Snapped!"

It was the familiar intense battle again, and Tang San was slammed to the floor.

"You little brat, don't get your hopes up!"

"The King of Slaughter is just arranging opponents for you."

"But to earn the title of God of Slaughter, you still have to defeat your opponents."

"With your strength as a four-ring Soul Master, you'd be in trouble even with a five-ring Soul King, let alone a six-ring Soul Emperor or a seven-ring Soul Saint."

"If you want to die, just go and sign up yourself."

"No one will stop you!"

Tang San rubbed the back of his head, grimacing.

It hurts, and it makes me angry!

"Since the King of Slaughter can arrange opponents, why can't he arrange some for me that are at the same level as me?"

Tang Hao glared!

You little rascal, you're really dreaming!

In no mood--

I'll post an extra chapter tonight!

Last day! Throw your unwanted tickets at me!

Chapter 235 Is this the Road to Hell? Time to fleece you! [Additional]

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Tang Hao glared!

You little rascal, you're really dreaming!

He raised his hand, ready to strike Tang San.

Tang San used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Steps to appear behind Tang Lan in a flash.

"Brother! Dad can't argue with me, and he's going to hit me again!"

Tang Lan blinked.

Seeing Tang Hao staring at him, he understood what the other meant—he couldn't let this little brat obtain the Killing God Domain!

This idea suits me perfectly.

"Ahem!" Tang Lan said, "Little Sanzi, having someone arrange one for me is already giving away the rest of the sweet potato dragons."

"If I have to make arrangements for you again..."

"With your current strength and cultivation level, even a single immortal herb might not be enough!"

"After all, the creation of each God of Slaughter Domain is a considerable burden for the City of Slaughter."

Tang San's face darkened.

But then he paused, taken aback.

Wait!

"Brother! You just mentioned the Immortal Grass Melon Golden Dragon?" Tang San glared at him. "You still have Immortal Grass on you, and you won't let me eat it?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Lan slammed her fist in her hand!

Damn!

The Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King, so preoccupied with his calculations, forgot to use Tang San to farm the rewards first?

Although the sweet potato dragon was incomplete, it was still a divine herb!

What a loss!

As for Tang San's side

"Snapped!"

Tang Hao used a powerful punch to send Tang San flying.

"That sweet potato dragon medicine is something I haven't taken yet, why should I give it to you, you little punk?"