vncnus Chapter 11 Tang 3 who got Shi Hao's script
Chapter 11 Tang 3 who got Shi Hao's script
Although it is indeed a good soul skill and enhances one's martial soul foundation, it doesn't help much in strengthening the black seal.
"Let's try normal enhancement again."
Qin Xu's mind stirred slightly, and his gaze fell on the soul bone that Bibi Dong had given him earlier.
"Soul bones... should be able to strengthen things too, right?" Qin Xu's mind stirred, and his thoughts focused on a leg bone that looked like crystal.
In just a moment, tiny characters, as small as mosquitoes and flies, slowly appeared.
'Left leg bone of the 20,000-year-old Blue Silver King: A relic of a king among the Blue Silver Grass clan. Fundamental Enhancement Branch: 1.'
Qin Xu glanced at the requirements for strengthening the origin. Apart from the fact that a little bit of good fortune consumed less, it also required ten years of stored life force. He immediately lost the idea of exploring and prepared to carry out ordinary strengthening.
"Use soul power for a normal enhancement?"
Qin Xu narrowed his eyes, focusing his mind on the soul bone.
Soon, a tiny number appeared on the surface of the soul bone: 30
At the same time, the black seal in Qin Xu's hand swirled, shimmering with a water-like luster.
His eyes darted around as he stood there, a multitude of thoughts swirling in his mind.
"Give it a try?" Qin Xu thought to himself and poured all his soul power into the black seal.
The black mark on the back of my hand was burning hot, and the hexagonal edges of the mark were wriggling, eventually converging into a perfect circle.
"Isn't my current soul power 90 points? How can it be so unbearable after only drawing 30 points?"
A moment later, Qin Xu's face turned slightly pale, and the black mark returned to its original shape.
He took out the soul bone and examined it carefully.
The soul bone in his hand appeared unchanged to the naked eye, and even after careful observation, Qin Xu couldn't discern any change.
But Qin Xu knew very well that the lifespan of the soul bone in his hand had increased by one year.
"Thirty points of soul power can increase the lifespan of a soul bone by one year and strengthen a soul ring, so the efficiency is about the same." Qin Xu was quite satisfied.
With Qin Xu's current soul power, he can upgrade his first soul ring to a thousand years in a year, which is a significant improvement.
After Qin Xu breaks through to the Soul Venerable level, his soul power will reach at least 300 points. At that time, he can increase his lifespan by ten years in a single day, which is a significant improvement.
Suddenly, Qin Xu pondered for a moment and took out a boxing manual called "Five Animal Fist" from the folds of a book.
With his mind focused on the boxing manual, the black seal soon began to move.
"Five Animal Fist: A Xingyi Health-Preserving Boxing Technique..."
Qin Xu was slightly intrigued. Although he hadn't mastered this fist manual to a high level, it didn't belong to the Soul Master system of Douluo Continent. Qin Xu wanted to see what the enhanced Five Animal Fist would be like, and whether it was worth the effort.
"Based on the Five Animal Fist, I will strengthen it to suit myself and become a martial art comparable to the Soul King... uh, Soul Sect stage..."
Qin Xu was soon somewhat disappointed. To be comparable to a Soul Master, he needed to consume 180,000 Soul Power. The key was that after deducing the martial arts, he would have to spend time, energy, and money to practice them. In this light, the cost-effectiveness was not as good as strengthening the Soul Ring's age for the time being.
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Although the Five Animal Fist is a health-preserving method from a previous life, it is ultimately just a set of movements from a previous life in an era without laws, and it has never been put into practical use.
The tiny bit of skill I had previously developed was more closely connected to the essence of the Great Sun.
In other words, this martial arts manual is somewhat useless, the kind that's difficult to salvage. Unless it undergoes a fundamental evolution, altering its very essence.
Having prepared himself mentally, Qin Xu wasn't too disappointed and instead began to formulate his own plans.
"Since strengthening my martial soul black seal requires soul power and life force, my third soul ring can be developed in the direction of increasing the upper limit of soul power and life force... Furthermore, the principle of choosing soul rings in the future should also be changed."
Qin Xu used his extraordinary wisdom to think quickly.
Qin Xu had previously planned to hunt a life-attribute soul beast that was about 5,000 years old as his third soul ring, but this was actually a backup plan.
His initial targets were plant-type spirit beasts with devouring attributes, such as the Ghost King Vine and the Life-Eating Blood Vine.
After breaking through level 20, Qin Xu's cultivation speed slowed down more and more.
Therefore, he highly values the devouring attribute of these two plant-type soul beasts.
If slaying the Ghost King Vine allows his Blue Silver Grass to gain the Devouring attribute, or even a special Soul Skill that can devour the Soul Power of others and accelerate his cultivation, it will undoubtedly speed up his growth.
However, these two soul beasts are not particularly compatible with Blue Silver Grass. The soul skills of some Blue Silver Grass soul masters cultivated by Qin Xu after absorbing the three-hundred-year-old Ghost King Vine and Life-Devouring Blood Vine are also rather useless.
This is what made Qin Xu give up the idea.
But it's different now.
Since he has a strengthened black mark, the direction for acquiring his soul rings should be soul beasts with different characteristics.
Even if the initial stage of a soul skill is quite weak, as long as you keep strengthening it in a certain direction, you will eventually be able to improve the strength of the soul skill.
Therefore, soul beasts such as the Bloodthirsty Vine and the Ghost King Vine, which can devour soul power or flesh and blood and transform it into life force, have become the primary targets for Qin Xu's third soul ring.
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Nottingham College.
Tang San ate until his belly was full and he felt extremely satisfied. Every cell in his body felt like the earth, which had been scorched by the blazing sun for many days, was receiving sweet rain.
For the past six years, he has only been able to eat meat during the Chinese New Year. After a hearty meal, he feels better than ever before.
"After this meal, I feel much better." Tang San clenched his fist, circulated his Xuan Tian Gong, and the food in his stomach turned into rolling heat waves, nourishing his body.
"This meal will cost at least one gold soul coin." Although Tang San had never seen much of the world, he was quite accurate in judging the price of the food.
He put the remaining food into the food box, wrapped it with a piece of floral cloth, put it into his storage bracelet, and then went to the entrance of the canteen to buy some staple food.
After storing everything in the storage bracelet, Tang San cherished the bracelet his teacher had given him even more.
Immediately afterwards, Tang San went to the blacksmith shop, where he saw the figure of God King Tang San.
At this moment, God King Tang San was demonstrating his superb hammer skills and had even signed an apprenticeship contract.
Every three months, you can earn one gold soul coin as wages here.
"You also want to work as a blacksmith here?" God King Sugar Three looked at his younger brother: "Uncle Orn, this is my younger brother. He's quite strong and can help me."
"Work as my assistant, and you'll get fifty silver soul coins in three months." God King Tang San patted Tang San on the shoulder. "Don't be shy, we're brothers. But you should apologize to my teacher later, and he'll forgive you."
"Apologize?" Tang San looked at God King Tang San and shook his head, saying, "Brother, you're really confused. My teacher exposed that liar to his face, yet you're still stubbornly clinging to your delusions."
God King Tang San smiled coldly: "You actually ended up with that person after all. It seems you didn't heed my advice..."
Tang San suddenly shouted angrily, "Shut up!"
God King Tang San was still smiling. Tang San said coldly, "I have become Master Qin's disciple. If you do not respect my teacher, I will never forgive you."
God King Tang San looked at Tang San and finally stopped laughing.
"You mistress, you defied me for an outsider."
Tang San clenched his fist and simply said, "He is my teacher."
God King Tang San didn't speak, but just shook his head slightly. His younger brother was also an opportunist. He had already heard Yu Xiaogang talk about Qin Xu's background and had a very bad impression of Qin Xu.
This man is nothing but a bit of dirty money, yet his own younger brother is so blind as to associate with such a person, even becoming his apprentice. That man is barely in his early twenties; he hardly looks like a teacher.
It was obvious that his younger brother had become someone else's lackey, which was a disgrace to him.
The Tang family would rather be beggars than be slaves.
God King Sugar said to the blacksmith Orn with righteous indignation, "Uncle Orn, although he is my brother, you don't need to give me face."
Tang San interrupted, "Boss Orn, I'm not here to be an apprentice."
Orn looked at Tang San, having already noticed that Tang San's physique did indeed appear somewhat thinner than that of God King Tang San, and said impatiently, "My time is precious."
God King Tang San frowned, about to speak, when Tang San said, "I'd like you to help me forge some special parts..."
"We charge very high prices for orders here," Orn said, unconcerned.
Tang San calmly said, "It's an order for over five hundred silver soul coins."
Orn's face changed instantly, and he perked up immediately, his expression gradually becoming serious.
Tang San no longer looked at God King Tang San, as if he had completely ignored him.
God King Tang San stood in the corner, taking in Orn's attitude towards Tang San.
From initial indifference to later seriousness, fawning, and even ingratiation.
He was quite proud of himself for having just amazed the blacksmith Orn with his superb blacksmithing skills and gained Orn's recognition, but when he saw Orn bending over, a nameless anger welled up in his heart.
God King Sugar couldn't help but clench his fists. Blacksmith Orn, he originally thought the other party was quite knowledgeable, but he didn't expect him to be a greedy person.
The thought that the other party wanted to oppress even their own child inevitably caused some resentment in their heart.
Only one gold soul coin every three months—where does my skill fall short compared to other blacksmiths…?
Furthermore, God King Sugar Three had no doubt that if he had enough money, Ornn the Blacksmith would betray him!
"Snobbish and greedy," God King Tang San cursed inwardly.
On the other side, although Tang San placed an order, he only ordered the most basic hidden weapon parts from Orn Blacksmith Shop, which were also relatively versatile hidden weapons. Immediately afterward, he turned and went to another blacksmith shop.
After everything was arranged, Tang San met up with Old Jack with satisfaction.
When Old Jack saw Tang San and God King Tang San return, he rolled his eyes and said, "You two brats, I've been looking all over for you."
"Village Chief Jack, I'm sorry, I'll be more careful next time," Tang San apologized immediately.
Old Jack shook his head and cursed, "You and your brother are two of a kind, even your ways of apologizing are exactly the same."
Tang San felt a little embarrassed and secretly slipped Old Jack a silver soul coin.
Old Jack's eyes lit up: "Little San, you're really clever, much more conscientious than your brother."
God King Tang San's face darkened. This was the first time Tang San had been praised in front of God King Tang San. Having lived two lives, he felt a sense of pride and honor.
All of this is because of the teacher.
Knew it.
The debt of gratitude owed to a teacher can never be repaid.
God King Tang San's expression was inscrutable, and he vaguely sensed that he was having some plans.
The group returned to Holy Soul Village under the cover of night.
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back home.
"You little brat, coming back so late, do you think you don't have to cook if you come back a little late?" Tang Hao walked in unshaven and covered in sweat, seeing the two brothers return unharmed: "There's porridge in the pot, help yourselves in a bit."
As Tang Hao spoke, he was also secretly glancing at the two brothers. In the past three months, he had managed to rebuild some of the image of a father.
Even now, I still want to leave a good impression on my son.
Tang San glanced at the bland white porridge. Having just eaten something oily, he inexplicably wanted to add some sugar to the porridge.
"No need, Dad," Tang San said softly. "Dad, I've taken on a teacher. Today, when I had dinner with my teacher, he treated me to some food, and I packed some to go..."
As he spoke, he took out a plate of braised pork that he hadn't tried yet: "Dad, I'll go warm it up for you right away, so you can have it with your drinks..."
"He became a disciple? Or did he become a lackey for those rich people?" God King Tang San sneered. "Father, we Tang family members stand tall and proud, always with our own pride. But my brother kowtows to people just because they are rich. People who know him call him a disciple, but people who don't know him would think he became someone's adopted son."
Upon hearing God King Tang San's words, Tang Hao's gaze suddenly sharpened, a murderous rage rising like a tidal wave. His bloodshot eyes fixed on Tang San, he demanded, "What's going on?"
He asked in a deep voice.
The thought that his son, the successor of Haotian, was actually kowtowing to others like a dog filled him with an urge to kill his son with a hammer.
"I...I didn't." Tang San's mind went blank. He had no idea why his father, who always seemed like a drunkard, could exude such terrifying killing intent. Even he, who was an assassin in his previous life, was stunned by this killing intent. He instinctively handed the lunchbox to Tang Hao.
however.
Tang Hao, who was already unable to control his temper, suddenly snatched the lunchbox and, without even looking at it, dumped a box of braised pork upside down on Tang San's head! The rich sauce instantly soaked Tang San's hair, and some warm bits of fat even trembled and dripped into Tang San's collar.
"Aaaaaah!" Tang San, whose entire body was covered in braised pork sauce, suddenly looked up, his eyes bloodshot, his anger and disappointment beyond words.
His throat kept emitting low, hoarse "hmph" sounds.
"Disgraceful piece of trash." Tang Hao's eyes turned bloodshot with rage, and he was panting heavily. He kicked Tang San in the stomach, sending Tang San flying. Tang San was slammed against the wall with a thud.
Tang San struggled to lift his head, his eyes fixed on his father, his heart filled with disbelief. He was covered in sauce, but his heart ached even more.
He never imagined that Tang Hao would treat him like this.
Tang Hao initially felt some regret. He was always impulsive and easily angered, but when he thought about how his sect had suffered a devastating disaster because of the birth of these two bastards, and how his father, Tangtang, a titled Douluo, had actually died of anger, and how these two children, already burdened with sins, had even tarnished the reputation of the Clear Sky Hammer.
The anger in his heart boiled over and grew stronger.
God King Tang San immediately stopped Tang Hao and said respectfully, "Father, please listen to what your child has to say first."
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