Chapter 164: 182. Little Three, You Can't Just Stand By and Watch Someone Die
Yu Xiaogang fed the carrot to Luo San Pao, and two yellow soul rings appeared around Luo San Pao's body. He shouted loudly: "Fart like thunder, shaking heaven and earth, Luo San Pao."
Luo San Pao turned around, locked onto those soul beasts, and sprayed a thick yellow fart toward them.
Instantly, the surrounding space was enveloped by that yellow stinky fart. Tang San, Yu Xiaogang, and Xiao Wu were all shrouded in the yellow fart fog, with visibility so low they couldn't even see their fingers.
"Master, is this your soul skill?" Tang San said, pretending to be shocked.
"Cough cough cough, it stinks so much; what a sleazy soul skill." Xiao Wu's disgusted voice came from the fart fog.
"So that's why you only have two soul rings, teacher." Tang San's teasing voice grew even stronger.
This made Yu Xiaogang wish he could find a hole to crawl into and never come out, but thinking that Tang San was his irreplaceable precious disciple, Yu Xiaogang hurriedly made excuses for himself:
"Your master's... your master's strength may not be strong, but your master is a theoretical master. In terms of theory, no one on the entire Douluo Continent is more suitable to guide you than me."
"Yes, yes, yes, but teacher, you're just a Great Soul Master; that's a fact!" Tang San didn't plan to sever the master-disciple relationship with Yu Xiaogang over this. After all, Yu Xiaogang was a rare protective umbrella. Tang San was just using this to remind Yu Xiaogang: You're nothing more than a level 29 Great Soul Master. I tolerate you as my nominal teacher, but that's it—don't climb the pole!
Yu Xiaogang led Tang San deeper into the Soul Beast Forest.
Tang San followed behind Yu Xiaogang, thinking that a Man-Daced Demonic Snake would appear later.
Tang San remembered that Yu Xiaogang seemed to have been bitten by Luo San Pao, causing the toxin to feedback to himself, and then he passed out. If not for Tang San mastering the Tang Sect's secret arts from the previous life, that Man-Daced Demonic Snake would have nearly wiped out their master-disciple pair. Thinking of this, Tang San grew angrier the more he thought about it. What kind of teacher was this? He really didn't know where he got the face in the future to say: I nurtured a god?
In the previous life, he saved Gang Zi. Should he, in this life, when the Man-Daced Demonic Snake appears and Gang Zi is poisoned, just ignore him first, let the toxin spread slowly, and then cut off one of Gang Zi's legs? Tang San thought darkly.
However, Tang San waited left and right but didn't see that Man-Daced Demonic Snake appear.
Tang San walked forward while vigilantly watching the surroundings. Suddenly, a shrill scream came from behind him.
"Ahhhh—"
It turned out that on the path Xiao Wu had walked, a small black snake suddenly darted out. The snake bit Xiao Wu's rabbit leg and injected intense poison into her body.
"Xiao Wu—" Seeing Xiao Wu's pained expression, Tang San's eyes immediately turned red, and he breathed heavily like an ox.
He hurriedly used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to rush to Xiao Wu's side and threw a hidden weapon at the black venomous snake. The hidden weapon instantly nailed the snake to the ground, killing it.
A pale yellow soul ring floated above the snake's corpse.
This was a 101-year soul beast. After carefully examining the soul beast's appearance, Tang San's heart sank sharply.
This was a Black Mamba Snake.
The soul beast world had all kinds of wonders; any type of soul beast could be found. The Black Mamba Snake was one that human soul masters both avoided and yearned for but couldn't obtain.
Why? Because the Black Mamba Snake's venom was extremely toxic; once bitten, there was almost no antidote. The only way to save the person was for a soul master to absorb its soul ring to draw out the toxin from the poisoned person's body. Therefore, if bitten by this snake, the soul hunting team faced a dilemma: abandon the poisoned person, or waste a soul ring slot to absorb the soul ring and detoxify them?
But for soul masters with poison attributes, the Black Mamba Snake's intense poison was an ideal soul ring they desired but couldn't obtain.
Those who didn't want to encounter it always did, while those who sought it never did even once.
Now, Xiao Wu was poisoned by the Black Mamba Snake, and Tang San faced an awkward choice: watch Xiao Wu die from the snake's poison, or absorb the Black Mamba Snake's soul ring to detoxify her.
"It's actually a Black Mamba Snake." Yu Xiaogang was shocked, but a flash of glee passed through his eyes. He was racking his brains on how to persuade Tang San to follow his theory and absorb a venomous snake-type soul beast for a control system soul ring, and now Xiao Wu was in trouble. This was simply a heaven-sent opportunity.
Although the Black Mamba Snake's soul ring was barely at the hundred-year level, no problem—the Black Mamba Snake's poison completely made up for that weakness. Besides, for a waste martial soul like blue silver grass, it was just for use anyway. When switching to specializing in the Haotian Hammer in the future, it would start directly at ten thousand years; the soul ring's year limit wouldn't matter much.
Yu Xiaogang hurriedly grabbed Tang San and opened his soul beast encyclopedia. He emphasized to Tang San the properties of the Black Mamba Snake, then focused on the benefits of the Black Mamba Snake soul ring for Tang San, and finally said earnestly: "Little three, only a soul master who absorbs its soul ring can resolve the Black Mamba Snake's poison. We can't just watch Xiao Wu die like this~"
Xiao Wu also had a face of despair. She didn't expect that coming out soul hunting with Tang San would get her ambushed by a hundred-year soul beast. Didn't that soul beast know she was a hundred-thousand-year soul beast in human form?
But because of the transformation, Xiao Wu was in a weak period. Being bitten by this hundred-year soul beast was simply fatal. If no one saved her, she might become the first hundred-thousand-year soul beast to be killed by a hundred-year soul beast.
Xiao Wu said to Tang San with difficulty and pain: "Ah San gege, I don't want to die."
"Little three, once the Black Mamba Snake's poison enters the late stage, Xiao Wu will be beyond saving." Yu Xiaogang morally bound Tang San from behind: "As her friend, you shouldn't stand by and watch her die. You have to save Xiao Wu."
Looking at the suffering Xiao Wu and the pale yellow soul ring beside her, Tang San closed his eyes and made a decision. Absorbing this soul ring would only temporarily affect his talent; he could still replace it in the future. But if Xiao Wu died, what he lost would be much more.
He sighed helplessly, sat cross-legged, and drew the soul ring to himself to begin absorbing it.
This scene made Yu Xiaogang breathe a sigh of relief inwardly. Finally, Tang San had listened to him and absorbed a venomous snake-type soul ring.
Absorbing a mere hundred-plus-year soul ring posed no pressure for Tang San; he finished absorbing it quickly.
Sensing the soul skill this soul ring granted him, Tang San's face immediately darkened. Damn it, how was it still Blue Silver Grass Bind? This soul skill was okay in the early stages but became increasingly useless later on. Why? Once he awakened the Blue Silver Emperor martial soul, he could casually use Blue Silver Emperor Bind on opponents without needing a soul skill. Since he could already display this move without a soul skill, why waste a soul ring slot on it?
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