Douluo Continent: Possessing Tang San's Body, Inheriting Life and Destruction

Two days later, at dawn, the sky was just beginning to lighten.

Tang tiptoed out of bed, carrying the Vajra Hammer on his back as usual, with a short sword at his waist and a bow and arrows slung over his left arm—he was armed to the teeth.

In addition, there were some medicines, changes of clothes, and masks... all sorts of odds and ends stuffed into the package.

After tidying up all his belongings, Tang San stood in front of the bed, looked down at himself, and looked like a walking weapons shop.

In the next bed, Xiao Wu seemed to have been woken up by Tang San's movements. She turned over and muttered, "Tang San... where did you go so early..."

"Let's go to the Soul Hunting Forest," Tang San replied in a low voice.

"Oh..." Xiao Wu mumbled a response.

Tang San remembered his work-study job, shook Xiao Wu and said, "Xiao Wu, can you help me with my work-study job? I'll treat you to a big meal when I get back."

"Okay, okay, don't renege on your promise." Xiao Wu woke up from her drowsiness at the mention of a big meal and nodded quickly.

Tang San bid farewell to Xiao Wu, left Dormitory 7, and arrived at the academy gate.

A carriage was already parked at the entrance, and Yu Xiaogang was standing next to it.

Tang San strode over, his weapons clanging with each step.

Hearing the noise, Yu Xiaogang turned around, his gaze falling on Tang San, and his lips twitched.

"...Get in the carriage." Yu Xiaogang opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but only managed to utter three words before turning around and getting into the carriage first.

Tang San also climbed into the carriage using both his hands and feet, and put a bunch of things on his back, waist, shoulders and hands into the carriage, making a lot of noise.

After settling into his seat in the carriage, Tang San looked up and gazed longingly at Yu Xiaogang.

My heart was filled with anticipation: Had I hinted enough? With all this stuff I brought, you should be able to tell I need a storage soul tool, right? Where's your Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moon?

Yu Xiaogang looked at the mess of weapons in the carriage, and his lips twitched again. He thought to himself: How little do they trust me? Bringing so many weapons, are they afraid that I, their teacher, can't protect them?

The thought had barely crossed his mind when Yu Xiaogang shook his head, banishing it from his thoughts. He reassured himself: It shouldn't be. He's only six years old; what does he know about trust? He's probably just scared because it's his first time in the Soul Hunter Forest, and he's bringing extra things for peace of mind.

Yu Xiaogang calmed himself down a bit, reached into his pocket, took something out, and handed it to Tang San.

"Mistress, this is for you."

Tang San looked down and saw it was a belt. Twenty-four milky-white jade stones, each about the size of a thumb, were evenly inlaid throughout the belt, polished smooth and round. The jade stones were connected by silver wire; the workmanship was exquisite, clearly not an ordinary item.

Tang San silently recited in his heart: "The moon shines over the Twenty-Four Bridges."

Soul tools of this caliber would easily fetch several million gold soul coins at auction. Although Yu Xiaogang's character wasn't great, he was certainly generous with his money.

Why not take advantage of a free lunch?

Tang San quickly reached out and took the belt: "Thank you, teacher!"

The jade on the belt felt warm and smooth to the touch. Tang San thought to himself: Just for this belt alone, becoming a disciple wasn't such a bad deal.

Tang San couldn't wait to fasten the belt around his waist. The belt automatically adjusted to the right length, fitting snugly against his waist, and he could barely feel its weight.

Tang San probed in a wisp of soul power, and his spirit extended into the space of his belt. There were twenty-four jade stones, each of which was an independent small space, about one cubic foot in size, more than enough to hold some daily necessities, weapons, and medicines.

Tang San immediately sprang into action. In less than ten breaths, he had stored all the large pile of items into his belt.

Yu Xiaogang stood aside, watching Tang San's skillful movements, and raised an eyebrow slightly.

Yu Xiaogang had originally planned to explain the use and precautions of the belt. After all, a six-year-old child encountering a soul tool for the first time should have some curiosity and confusion. But Tang San, on the other hand, used it as soon as he got his hands on it.

"You seem to like it very much." Yu Xiaogang suppressed his doubts and spoke first, "Give it a name."

Upon hearing this, Tang San paused slightly in his movements.

Naming?

Since I am no longer the Tang San from the original story, I no longer want to call myself "Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moon".

Tang San thought for a moment and said, "Oriental Pearl. Let's call it the Oriental Pearl."

In the original novel, this belt is called "Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moon." But in this life, Tang San doesn't want to follow the original setting. That's someone else's path, not his.

Tang San thought for a moment, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

Oriental Pearl Tower.

The landmark building of that city in my past life, a colossal tower made of reinforced concrete, gleamed in the night. Naming this belt after it is a small tribute to my past life.

"Let's call it the Oriental Pearl," Tang San said calmly and seriously.

The carriage began to move slowly forward, heading towards the gates of Nottingham.

They soon arrived at the market at the city gate, when Yu Xiaogang suddenly called for the carriage to stop: "Stop for a moment."

Yu Xiaogang jumped out of the car and strode into the market.

Tang San peeked out through the gap in the carriage curtain and saw Yu Xiaogang buy several large bags of dry food at a stall selling dry rations, and then stop at a vegetable stall to buy a large bag of white radishes.

Tang San's eyelids twitched. He realized that it was meant to feed Luo Sanpao, and he was instantly at a loss for words.

It was a perfectly fine golden holy dragon, but unfortunately, because its bloodline was not pure enough, it was raised like a pig.

Tang San shook his head, feeling a mix of emotions.

Yu Xiaogang quickly returned to the carriage, which started moving again, exited the city gates of Notting City, and entered the official road, heading towards the Soul Hunter Forest.

Not far along, Yu Xiaogang suddenly spoke up: "Xiao San, I've consulted a lot of information these past few days, but I still haven't found out why Blue Silver Grass can coexist with your hammer."

Yu Xiaogang paused, his gaze falling on Tang San's face: "But I still believe that your Blue Silver Grass should be developed into a poison-attribute control-type.

Upon hearing this, Tang San's lips twitched almost imperceptibly. He cursed inwardly, "You're trying to get me killed!"

But Tang San remained expressionless, feigning confusion as he asked, "Why?"

Yu Xiaogang's spirits lifted when he saw that Tang San did not directly refute him but instead took the initiative to ask a question.

"Perhaps something happened to you that caused your Blue Silver Grass to awaken. But no matter what happened, the result will not change: your Blue Silver Grass is indeed very weak. That is a fact."

Yu Xiaogang continued with certainty, "Therefore, I believe that poison is your best choice. The toxins of snake and spider-like soul beasts can be attached to Blue Silver Grass through soul rings. Once successful, your Blue Silver Grass will no longer be an ordinary weed, but a divine weapon with potent poison that can control the battlefield."

Yu Xiaogang sat up straight: "I once published a list of the ten core competitive advantages of martial souls, one of which is: plant martial souls can also absorb the spirit rings of animal spirit beasts. Whether it's ordinary spirit masters or those guys from the Spirit Hall, everyone scoffed at my theory of the ten core competitive advantages of martial souls, and no one believed it. In the past, no spirit master was willing to absorb different kinds of spirit rings to strengthen themselves. Xiao San, are you willing to give it a try?"

Yu Xiaogang spoke with great passion, his eyes gleaming with excitement.