What confidence!
What dominance!
Before Yang Yuan's voice had even faded, several gazes snapped toward him.
If anyone else had spoken those words, Sword Douluo and Dugu Bo would have called it arrogance.
But when Yang Yuan said them, it felt only natural to the two men.
Tang San was equally shocked by Yang Yuan's tone, yet more than that—he was unconvinced.
He couldn't see Yang Yuan's limits, so he kept telling himself that, given time, he could still catch up.
Like a frog at the bottom of a well, he believed the patch of sky above him was the whole world.
In the same way, Tang San thought of Yang Yuan.
He admitted Yang Yuan's current cultivation speed outpaced his by countless times.
But what about decades from now?
They would both be Titled Douluo, and he, Tang San, still possessed twin spirits; by then all nine spirit rings on his Clear Sky Hammer would be ten-thousand-year or higher.
What would Yang Yuan have to fight him with?
That was Tang San's thinking at that moment.
In everything he knew, Titled Douluo was the absolute ceiling for a Spirit Master.
No matter how strong someone became, the highest was level 99 Titled Douluo.
As for gods?
They were nothing more than legends fabricated by Spirit Hall to deceive the world!
Therefore, Tang San didn't believe he was without hope.
If one day he and Yang Yuan both reached level 99, the limit of Titled Douluo,
he would wield the Clear Sky Hammer in one hand and Tang Sect's Hidden Weapons in the other—Yang Yuan would be no match for him.
A gentleman can wait ten years for revenge!
As long as he could stay alive!
Tang San stared at Yang Yuan and said in a deep voice, "One day, you'll pay for your arrogance!"
"Arrogance requires ability," Yang Yuan replied with a faint smile. "And I happen to have that ability."
Tang San fell silent; even he had to admit that, right now, Yang Yuan did have the right to be arrogant before him.
Still… a temporary setback meant nothing; the one who laughs last is the true victor!
Recalling what his father had told him using sound-transmission, Tang San's eyes flashed with restrained forbearance.
Besides explaining Xiao Wu's identity, Tang Hao had left Tang San three instructions.
First, in a waterfall near Saint Spirit Village lay his mother's relic—a hundred-thousand-year blue silver emperor spirit bone.
Second, once his Spirit reached Spirit King, he could go to a place called Blue Silver Forest and evolve his Blue Silver Grass into Blue Silver Emperor.
Third, he must train in a place called Slaughter City to obtain a powerful Domain skill.
Tang Hao told him that if he accomplished these three things, he might not surpass Yang Yuan, but he could greatly narrow the gap.
Tang San trusted Tang Hao completely; that was why he still believed he could overtake Yang Yuan.
While Tang San was lost in thought, Dugu Bo suddenly spoke.
"Little Yuan, since you've spared Tang San, what do we do with this little girl?"
Instantly, both Tang San and Xiao Wu tensed.
Yang Yuan casually glanced at Xiao Wu, and an idea struck him.
Last time he had observed Xiao Wu condensing her own spirit ring with great success.
If he could watch it again, perhaps he wouldn't have to waste effort hunting spirit rings to absorb.
Besides, Xiao Wu's spirit power had reached level thirty-eight; she would surely Breakthroughlevel 40 before the Soul Master Tournament ended.
With that thought, Yang Yuan's lips curved upward and he spoke slowly.
"Xiao Wu, I want you to help me Cultivate!"
Dugu Bo blinked in surprise.
Didn't Little Yuan have no interest in Xiao Wu's Spirit Bone?
Had he changed his mind?
Tang San also misread Yang Yuan's meaning and his face changed drastically.
"Yang Yuan, if you want to touch Xiao Wu, you'll have to step over my corpse first!"
He immediately shielded Xiao Wu behind him.
Xiao Wu, moved by the sight, stepped forward to comfort him.
"Third Brother, I believe the boss won't hurt me."
At first, Yang Yuan's words had startled her too; she'd thought he had changed his mind and would kill her for her Spirit Bone.
But then she realized that if Yang Yuan wanted her dead, he would have done it long ago—why wait until now?
So instinct told her Yang Yuan wouldn't harm her.
Besides, in this situation,
resistance was useless and might even drag Third Brother down.
So she stepped forward voluntarily.
"Boss, I'll go with you!"
Yang Yuan nodded faintly and turned to Sword Douluo.
"SeniorSword Douluo, Xiao Wu is mine now—any objection?"
Sword Douluo felt it was a pity, but still shook his head.
"Of course not."
Hearing that, Yang Yuan smiled slightly and looked toward Dugu Bo again.
"Grandpa Dugu, in that case, let's head back."
"Alright!"
Before the word had faded, Yang Yuan stepped out, his body already standing in mid-air.
He reached out with one hand; an invisible giant hand instantly lifted Xiao Wu as well.
"Xiao Wu!"
Tang San cried out in alarm, instinctively reaching to grab her.
"Third Brother, don't worry; the boss won't hurt me."
"While I'm gone, take good of yourself."
To keep Tang San from worrying, Xiao Wu even warned him in a deliberately light tone.
"Right, while I'm away you'd better not go chasing other girls!"
After speaking, she waved goodbye to Tang San.
Seeing this, Tang San's eyes turned bloodshot; his fists clenched so tightly veins popped on his forehead.
How he wished he could step forward right then and keep Xiao Wu in front of Yang Yuan.
But he knew he couldn't.
In this situation, this might already be the best possible ending for him and Xiao Wu!
Tang San's gaze bored into Yang Yuan, like a beast choosing its prey, itching to tear him to pieces.
Still, judging by Yang Yuan's character, at least Xiao Wu wouldn't be in danger… Watching her figure, Tang San soundlessly mouthed a few words.
"Xiao Wu, wait for me!"
Before, Tang San had never truly understood his feelings for Xiao Wu.
Just like his teacher and Teacher Erlong back then.
But now… he saw his heart clearly!
He had always loved Xiao Wu!
Reading the words Tang San wanted to say, Xiao Wu—though now a "prisoner"—blushed and couldn't help thinking, "This blockhead Third Brother has finally opened his eyes."
Yet she also felt troubled.
She didn't know what the boss meant by "help me Cultivate" or how she was supposed to help.
Now that she was leaving, who knew when she would see Third Brother again.
Meanwhile, Dugu Bo cupped his hands toward Sword Douluo.
"Sword Douluo, Little Yuan and I will take our leave."
With that, he stepped into the air and soared off with Yang Yuan.
Sword Douluo gave Tang San an indifferent glance, then likewise shot skyward, turning into a sword-light that soon vanished beyond the horizon.
"Xiao Wu!"
Watching her figure disappear in an instant, Tang San clenched his fists so hard they shook.
The moment Yang Yuan left, Tang San's face revealed a savage, violent side, murderous intent boiling.
"Yang Yuan, you will regret what you did today!"
(End of Chapter)
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