Chapter 128: Tang San Finally Absorbs the Soul Bones
"His martial soul is Blue Silver Grass… could he be Tang San's younger brother?" Qi Tian frowned slightly.
He was currently using Liu Erlong's body. As a Titled Douluo, secretly observing a few soul masters who weren't even Soul Emperors was laughably easy.
Thus, he had witnessed the entire battle between Tang San and Tang Wu from beginning to end.
'Could this be a butterfly effect caused by my existence?' Qi Tian wondered.
'With how highly the Clear Sky Sect disciples regard Tang Wu, he shouldn't have only a Blue Silver Grass martial soul. He must also possess twin martial souls.'
A soul master with only Blue Silver Grass would never earn the admiration of so many Clear Sky Sect disciples.
There was only one explanation—Tang Wu, like Tang San, was also a twin martial soul bearer.
'If that's the case… If I kill Tang San, will the God Realm forcibly push Tang Wu into godhood instead?' Qi Tian mused.
If Tang Wu ascended to godhood, without possessing the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record, he'd be far easier to handle than Tang San.
Once Bibi Dong and the others became gods, Tang Wu definitely wouldn't stand a chance against them.
Still, Qi Tian planned to wait a little longer—let the Asura God and Sea God invest more resources into Tang San, and then kill him.
That way, any new god the God Realm pushed forward afterward would be far weaker than Bibi Dong's faction.
"So this is the Clear Sky Sect? Those people are all sect disciples?" Liu Erlong's soul asked curiously.
Qi Tian nodded. "Yes, though they moved away long ago."
"Then what are you doing here?" she asked.
"To give them a little scare. We'll leave right afterward," Qi Tian replied.
His true intention was, of course, to pressure Tang San—forcing him to quickly absorb the Clear Sky Sect's inheritance soul bones.
Although suitable for the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul, they were merely ten-thousand-year soul bones. Without the Sea God's Heart for fusion, they would never compare to the god-tier gear formed from a hundred-thousand-year bones.
"Scare them?" Liu Erlong couldn't keep up with Qi Tian's thought process at all.
The next moment, she watched Qi Tian cover their face and activate Martial Soul Possession using her body.
Her fourth soul ring flickered—then a massive pillar of fire erupted, blasting straight toward Tang San and the others.
Though merely a thousand-year soul skill, with Liu Erlong's Extreme Flame attribute and powerful soul power, its lethality was not to be underestimated.
After releasing the attack, Qi Tian vanished into hiding once more, ensuring no one detected him.
At the village gate, several disciples surrounded Tang San and Tang Wu with concern.
"Little Wu, are you alright? Tang San, you even used poison? Hurry and detoxify him!" a tall disciple demanded.
Tang San felt displeased. He had clearly won, yet they treated him like a villain.
What he didn't realize was that their attitude toward him had already softened—they weren't calling for his head anymore.
"Xiao San, hurry and detoxify Little Wu," Tang Yuehua urged.
"Yes, Aunt," Tang San replied and stepped forward to cleanse the toxins.
Just then, everyone suddenly sensed an overwhelmingly powerful wave of soul energy.
They looked up to see a blazing fire pillar shooting toward them from several dozen meters away, radiating an utterly terrifying heat.
"Enemy attack! Protect the Young Lady!"
The disciples immediately summoned their Clear Sky Hammer martial souls and unleashed soul skills in an attempt to disperse the fire pillar.
Unfortunately, their highest-level soul master was only a Soul King. Even with a ten-thousand-year soul skill, how could they possibly contend with a Title Douluo's attack?
Tang San's pupils contracted. He abandoned detoxifying Tang Wu and used the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to escape the blast radius.
Boom!
The collision exploded outward, sparks scattering violently.
Only by exerting themselves to the limit did the disciples barely neutralize the attack, yet the residual force still left them pale and battered.
"Ah! What terrifying flames—my martial soul!"
Several Soul Kings watched in horror as even their Clear Sky Hammer martial souls were scorched.
Thankfully, their martial souls were weapon martial souls, so the backlash wasn't as severe as with beast martial souls—otherwise, they might have been burned to death by the soul skill's recoil.
Tang San let out a breath of relief and moved forward to treat their wounds.
But then—
"Could it be Tang San? Maybe that attacker was someone he brought!" a disciple whispered.
"It's possible. Why else would he dodge so quickly?" another muttered.
Their hushed voices couldn't escape Tang San's perception.
Tang San froze. He couldn't even begin to defend himself. His desire to treat their injuries faded instantly.
He only helped detoxify Tang Wu and checked Tang Yuehua's condition.
Deep down, Tang San understood: even if he returned to the sect, life here would not be easy.
'Once I learn the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul cultivation method, I'll leave this troublesome place,' Tang San vowed silently.
He needed strength—quickly. Tang Hao's two soul bones would be absorbed just as his father had instructed.
The disciples glanced at the fire column's origin but saw nothing—as though everything earlier had been an illusion.
Still, none dared bring Tang San back to the sect. If that terrifying enemy followed them back, it would be disastrous.
Finally, they decided to escort Tang Wu home first and leave the Sect Master to send experts for Tang San later.
They also wanted to bring Tang Yuehua along, but she refused firmly, choosing to stay with Tang San.
In the end, Tang San, Tang Yuehua, and two disciples spent the night in the village.
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Night fell. Inside a simple room—
"The teacher said soul bones are incredibly precious—ten thousand times rarer than soul rings. And these are ten-thousand-year soul bones…"
"If I bring them back to the sect, I definitely won't be able to protect them. I can only absorb them here."
"Father… forgive me. I swear I will avenge you in the future."
Tang San took out Tang Hao's severed arm and leg, dissolving the remaining flesh with corpse-dissolving powder.
Two black soul bones emerged, radiating immense soul power and a heavy, oppressive glow.
Tang San pressed them against his right arm and left leg, circulating his soul power to absorb them.
At the moment he began absorbing them, a figure silently slipped away from outside the house.
"You came all this way just to watch him absorb soul bones?" Liu Erlong asked in bewilderment.
If Qi Tian had attacked and stolen the soul bones, at least she could understand. But he simply let Tang San absorb them?
"I still have two spare soul bones that enhance strength. Do you want them?" Qi Tian asked casually.
Her Fire Dragon was fire-attributed but also inherently strength-type. Those remaining soul bones from Tang Hao suited her perfectly.
"I don't need them. Keep them for yourself. I already have two soul bones," Liu Erlong replied.
With Bibi Dong's help, she had absorbed two hundred-thousand-year soul rings—she naturally possessed soul bones.
"These two don't suit me, and they're in different positions from your current ones," Qi Tian explained.
He then used the artifact, the Sea Calming Pearl, to transmit the soul bones—one left arm bone and one right leg bone—into Liu Erlong's storage soul tool.
Liu Erlong was deeply moved.
These were ten-thousand-year soul bones—priceless treasures beyond the value of gold soul coins—and Qi Tian had simply gifted them to her.
"Erlong, I'm leaving. We'll meet again in a few days."
Qi Tian spoke softly, then withdrew from Liu Erlong's body.
He had received a message from Bibi Dong—Dai Mubai was preparing to return to the Star Luo Empire.
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End of Chapter