Douluo Continent: Narration Modified, Plot Begins to Collapse

Chapter 30 Third Brother Sucks the Master's Butt

Tang San also saw his spirit ring and was completely dumbfounded.

"Teacher, what's going on with my spirit ring?"

He had some bad suspicions, but dared not confirm them, so he placed his last hope on Yu Xiaogang.

However, Yu Xiaogang's heavy voice shattered his illusion:

"Little Third, although I don't know what happened, there's no doubt that the age of your spirit ring is in the single digits!"

Tang San: "Huh???"

Even the cunning Tang San couldn't help but show a look of astonishment and disbelief.

Bai Yu feigned shock, but actually added insult to injury:

"A single-digit spirit ring? A one-year spirit ring, which is said to be even rarer than a ten-thousand-year spirit ring?"

Yu Xiaogang nodded and said in a deep voice:

"That's right, spirit rings under ten years old are collectively called one-year spirit rings. To be honest, this is the first time I've ever seen a one-year spirit ring. Little San, you..."

Yu Xiaogang's tone was very somber, and Tang San, realizing just how incredibly lucky he was, said with a bitter face:

"But I clearly absorbed a four-hundred-year-old spirit ring, so how did it turn out like this?"

Yu Xiaogang stroked his chin thoughtfully and said:

"I made this up before. One of the five hundred theories I researched was that when a Soul Master absorbs a Soul Ring, some uncontrollable factors might cause the power in the Soul Ring to be lost, thus causing the Soul Ring to be downgraded. But I have never encountered this specific situation."

"From a certain perspective, Master, your theory has been successfully put into practice," Bai Yu thought to himself, then suddenly felt a pang of emotion and realized something.

He usually used the Myriad Soul Banner to refine the soul of a soul beast while it was still alive, but no soul ring was ever generated. Bai Yu thought he was just unlucky, so he didn't investigate further.

But now that I think about it, it doesn't seem to be a matter of luck, does it?

Perhaps the soul ring is the soul of the soul beast. After the soul beast dies, its soul is compressed into a soul ring due to certain factors. That's why no soul ring is generated every time I refine my soul, because the soul is directly refined by myself!

Because a spirit ring is the soul of a spirit beast, a spirit master can awaken the corresponding spirit skill of that spirit beast after absorbing it.

That's very possible!

No, I need to find an opportunity to try. First, I'll kill a soul beast, wait until it's completely dead and its soul ring appears, then try using the Myriad Soul Banner to refine its soul and see if it succeeds. If it doesn't, then it means the soul ring is the soul of the soul beast. In that case, the Myriad Soul Banner seems to have more functions that can be developed!

For example, helping others change their spirit rings, turning ten years into a hundred years, a hundred years into a thousand years, or even directly changing their martial spirit, turning a weak martial spirit into a powerful one, in order to cultivate their own confidants or even create their own power!

The specific process is: buy spirit rings from the points shop → help your trusted subordinates replace their spirit rings → create your own powerful force → unify the continent!

Then I'll truly become the Human Emperor!

Thinking of this, Bai Yu's body trembled with excitement, which caught the attention of Yu Xiaogang and Tang San.

"Xiaoyu, are you alright?"

Bai Yu said with a mournful face:

"Hey, Third Sister, what's with your bad luck? You actually awakened a one-year spirit ring! Do you even have any fighting power left? Do you even have spirit skills with a one-year spirit ring? How are you going to get stronger?"

Tang San was touched to see how much Bai Yu cared about him and felt sorry for him, and comforted him:

"Xiaoyu, teacher, don't worry. Although the age of my spirit ring is a bit low, I just felt it. I did awaken my first spirit skill."

"And I also have hidden weapons," Tang San silently added to himself.

Yu Xiaogang said excitedly:

"Then quickly experience what exactly your first soul skill is?"

Tang San closed his eyes and began to sense things carefully, but suddenly, his face fell.

"What's wrong, mistress?"

Yu Xiaogang's heart also clenched.

Tang San opened his eyes, his face contorted with grief, and said:

"Teacher, my first soul skill is the binding fart. If your opponent inhales too much of my fart, it will slow down their movements."

Yu Xiaogang's eyes lit up:

"Not bad, a soul skill like that. To awaken such a soul skill with only one year of soul rings is impressive! Wait, why are you making that face?"

"Because I'm just like you, Luo Sanpao, all I have is the power of three farts!"

Yu Xiaogang fell silent.

Should I be happy or sad? This mistress is a disciple sent to me by heaven, what a damn fate! But I don't want this ill-fated relationship. Won't my disciple end up even worse off than me?

Just thinking about the scene of him and Tang San going out together and farting together made Yu Xiaogang feel dizzy and see stars. Suddenly, he collapsed to the ground.

Tang San was startled.

"Teacher! Teacher!"

Bai Yu said in a deep voice:

"The master was just stung in the buttocks by the fangs of a datura snake, and he must be poisoned now."

Upon hearing this, Tang San flipped the master over, pulled off his pants, revealing an ugly buttock with a dark purple wound on it.

Tang San gritted his teeth. Since things had come to this, he could only try to cut open the wound to let it bleed and see if he could expel the toxins!

Seeing Tang San take out the knife, Bai Yu quickly asked:

"Mistress, are you planning to have the master bloodletting to detoxify him?"

Tang San nodded, and Bai Yu said with a serious expression:

"It's no use. The flesh on their buttocks is thick, and the rate of bloodletting can't keep up with the rate at which the toxins spread. My Emperor's Banner can't cure the poison either. Since things have come to this, there's only one way."

Tang San guessed something, and his voice suddenly rose an octave:

"You...you made me suck out the toxins?!"

Tang San looked at the master's buttocks, where there was a hairy mole, and he almost vomited.

Bai Yu nodded and said seriously:

"He's your teacher, Xiao San! He was poisoned while helping you hunt for a spirit ring. A true man should prioritize integrity; only you can save him now!"

Tang San originally wanted to find an excuse to trick Bai Yu into taking the drug, but Bai Yu directly stood on the moral high ground to bind him, making it impossible for Tang San to morally blackmail him.

Tang San is a person who is extremely proud. If word gets out that he "failed to save his teacher from death," he will be despised by the world and be hated by everyone like a rat in the street. That would be worse than being killed!

Suddenly, Tang San paused, a wicked thought popping into his mind.

"It's just Xiaoyu and me here. If I kill him, then nothing will get out. After I leave, I can just say that my teacher and Xiaoyu were killed by the Datura stramonium. Wouldn't that be a perfect cover-up?"

Bai Yu's heart suddenly skipped a beat. His sixth sense told him that Tang San was harboring murderous intent!

Damn it, are you trying to kill me to cover your tracks? Damn it, I may not be afraid of you, but Tang Hao could very well be watching from the shadows. If I kill you, I won't survive either!

So Bai Yu quickly said:

"Little San, there's another way. There are guards patrolling the Soul Hunter Forest. We can go find the guards to rescue Master!"

After saying that, he muttered to himself:

"No, the guards don't know the antidote either. By the time they take the master out, he might already be dead from the poison. Little San, only you can save your teacher now!"

Tang San fell silent.

Bai Yu's words reminded him that there were always guards patrolling the Soul Hunter Forest. Although the possibility was small, what if one day after he killed someone to cover up the crime, the guards happened to find Xiao Yu and the teacher's bodies? Wouldn't he be finished?

No, I still need to establish the Tang Clan in this world; I can't gamble with my future.

On the contrary, if I save the teacher, the teacher and Xiaoyu will definitely spread the good name when they go back. In a flash, Tang San thought a lot, and finally he made up his mind. He adjusted the master's position so that the master's butt was sticking out, so that he could bite him.

Tang San supported the master's buttocks, took a deep breath, aimed at the wound next to the hairy mole, and kissed him!

(End of this chapter)