Chapter 142 – Tang San's Obsession with External Spirit Bones
Aside from being overly impulsive and far too devoted to Xiao Wu, this disciple truly had no real flaws.
As for his proficiency with hidden weapons, his ruthlessness, and his refusal to let any slight go unpunished, Yu Xiaogang considered those strengths.
In a world where strength reigned supreme, a naïve and gentle soul could never survive.
Now, it was time for him to face his father.
The incident with Yu Tianheng had caused an immense stir, and how it was handled could shape the fates of entire clans.
Yu Xiaogang had initially hoped for Tang San—and through him, the Haotian Sect—to become the Blue Lightning Clan's greatest ally. Now, that hope teetered on turning into open enmity.
All he could do was pray his father remained calm.
Tang San nodded and headed back toward the lounge.
As he walked, he reflected deeply on the recent battle.
He realized that his Blue Silver Grass martial soul had a major weakness—it lacked a true offensive technique.
Without the Human-Faced Demon Spider's venom, he wouldn't have been able to defeat Yu Tianheng at all.
His Haotian Hammer martial soul wasn't yet ready to receive spirit rings—and the existence of his twin spirits must remain a secret.
Now that he knew who his father was, he finally understood why Tang Hao had gone into hiding.
Tang San's expression darkened. Once the world learned he carried twin spirits, the Spirit Hall would surely come for him with relentless force.
His current power—a mere Spirit Elder—was far too weak to withstand that.
He regretted his rashness back when he revealed the Haotian Hammer against Zhao Wuji.
Still, he trusted his teammates. Shrek's "Seven Monsters" were loyal to one another, and the clans supporting them—the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, the Zhu family, and the White Tiger Clan—all had decent relations with the Haotian Sect.
None of them would expose his secret.
But from this day on, he resolved: for a long while to come, he must never use the Haotian Hammer again.
Though his Blue Silver Grass was the team's core strength, Tang San felt dissatisfied. His future enemies were the terrifying forces of the Spirit Hall—and a mere control spirit wouldn't be enough.
His mind returned to those eight sharp spider legs.
If he had them, he could shred even the Shi brothers—their strong defense would count for nothing.
The memory made his heart tighten with regret.
"Those eight spider legs were an external spirit bone," he muttered. "Not only were they hard as steel, but in form they resembled the Blue Silver Grass.
Even if I used them in combat, others would just think I'd developed a mutated attack form."
His eyes gleamed brighter with every thought.
The spider legs appearing on his body couldn't have been mere coincidence. Their similarity to Blue Silver Grass suggested an uncanny compatibility.
External spirit bones were miracles born only from complete resonance between spirit master and spirit beast.
And his teacher had told him before—his affinity with arachnid-type spirits was exceptionally high.
Tang San clenched his fists. "My fourth spirit ring must come from another Human-Faced Demon Spider. I have to surpass my limits again—an external spirit bone like that… I must obtain it!"
Flames of determination flickered in his eyes. Only with such an external bone could his Blue Silver Grass gain true offensive might—only then could he stand among the strongest.
Thinking along these lines eased his frustration, and his mood gradually lifted.
Meanwhile—
Flender, following the staff's guidance, entered one of the Great Spirit Arena's settlement chambers.
He was puzzled. Why had they specifically requested only him to come?
Was the Arena trying to extend a long-term partnership?
Many powerful teams had ties to the Arena, betting and managing matches together behind the scenes.
In truth, their recent duel had also been arranged as a "special" match, clearly connected to massive hidden wagers.
Flender's sharp eyes gleamed.
Well, he didn't care about the politics—as long as part of the profits landed in his pocket.
Straightening his coat, he walked in confidently.
Yet to his surprise, everything went smoothly.
He quickly received their earnings—but along with the regular payment came an additional golden card.
His expression darkened. Another "gift" from the Dugu Clan.
This time, double the last—twenty thousand gold spirit coins.
The staff offered no explanation, merely stating softly, "Per Young Master Dugu's instructions," before handing over the usual payout along with the extra card.
Flender stared at the card in his hand, feeling its weight pressing down on him.
Why does this money feel so heavy?
He ground his teeth, then forced himself to calm down. "Bah, money is money. Who in their right mind refuses twenty thousand gold coins?"
He steadied himself before stepping out of the room.
Elsewhere in the city, Dugu Feng quietly observed events unfold.
Tang Hao had revealed himself. Tang San's path forward would inevitably shift.
And with Flender tied by quiet financial strings, Dugu Feng could ensure Tang San's future stayed within the boundaries of his design.
For now, the Dugu Clan remained weak, resting in the shadows.
They would stay hidden—while encouraging the great powers, the Upper Three Sects and the Spirit Hall, to tear each other apart.
Back when Tang Hao fought Bibi Dong, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had refused to support the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan's call to action.
Now, with Tang San killing Yu Tianheng, it wasn't unthinkable that the Blue Lightning Clan might drift closer to the Spirit Hall.
Things were about to get very interesting.
Dugu Feng chuckled softly.
He couldn't wait to see what Yu Yuanzhen would do—would he dare confront Tang Hao himself? After all, his kinsman Yu Luomian had been publicly humiliated by the Clear Sky Douluo.
He signaled to Elder Snake to keep an eye on developments coming out of Soto City.
Soon, their group would return to Heaven Dou City for further training.
But just as they were preparing to depart, Dugu Feng sensed something unusual—one of his pearls was moving.
After a moment of focus, he realized it was the one implanted within Yan.
"Wait," he murmured. "Yan's supposed to be heading for the Star Dou Forest! That means their route must have brought them close to Soto City."
Curiosity gleamed in his eyes.
Yan had been level forty-eight when they last fought—not nearly enough time to reach level fifty.
Why head to the Star Dou Forest now?
Dugu Feng concentrated his spiritual sense through the pearl.
Soon, he detected multiple powerful auras surrounding Yan.
Among them—Hu Liena and Xie Yue.
Xie Yue's strength outshone both of them—he had clearly reached Spirit King rank.
"Golden Generation, all together," Dugu Feng muttered.
He didn't rush to leave Soto City just yet. Instead, he decided to monitor them further. He and Old Scorpion stayed behind, while Dugu Shuo and Old Snake departed with the main convoy.
Half a day later, as the distance closed, the information from his pearl became clear.
He confirmed it—Hu Liena, Yan, and Xie Yue were traveling to the Star Dou Great Forest to obtain Hu Liena's fifth spirit ring.
And accompanying them were none other than Chrysanthemum Douluo himself, plus five Spirit Saint-level protectors.
"Bibi Dong really does value Hu Liena," Dugu Feng mused. "To send a Titled Douluo just for her fifth ring—how overprotective can you get?"
He was about to end his observation when something caught his attention.
He overheard a fragment of their conversation—about the upcoming Continental Spirit Master Tournament.
The prize: a spirit bone.
All three of the Golden Generation carried unmistakable ambition in their tone.
But something in Hu Liena's words struck Dugu Feng as odd—she admitted she had yet to obtain any spirit bone.
Given her relationship with Yan and Xie Yue, she would never lie to them.
So where had her famous fox-tail external spirit bone come from, then?
(END CHAPTER)
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