Chương 457: Chapter 455: Xu Ran, How Did You Get Here?_1

"With the help of this soul bone, Young Master will definitely trample Xu Ran underfoot in the future," Titan complimented, joy filling his heart as he saw Tang San grow stronger in power. He had resolved to follow Tang San completely, and witnessing his former master's death at the hands of Xu Ran—who even desecrated the corpse—left him with nothing but deep hatred for Xu Ran.

He now wished Xu Ran would die sooner rather than later.

Only Young Master Tang San would be the one smiling at the end.

In just a short amount of time, Tang San's "Cultivation Level" had reached that of a Level Fifty-Five Soul King, with the speed of his advancement being terrifyingly fast. One could imagine that by the time of the Continental Soul Master competition, Tang San's "Cultivation Level" might even reach that of a Soul Emperor, or even a Soul Sage!

At such a young age, with such a "Cultivation Level," Tang San was truly a unique existence!

"Xiaosan, absorb the soul bone quickly. After absorbing the soul bone, your "Cultivation Level" will be at the late stages of a Soul King, and not far from a Soul Emperor. Then I'll take you to the Martial Soul Hall, where your "Cultivation Level" will cause a sensation; you'll become the Saint Heir of Martial Soul Hall," Brock said with relief, a trace of vengeance flashing across his old face. Only by having Tang San kill Xu Ran could he truly live in peace in this world.

Xu Ran was destined to pay the price for his actions!

Mentor and student united, their strength could cut through gold!

With talent, background, and power on their side, what could Xu Ran possibly use to compete against them?

"Even the Spirit Hall Pope Bibi Dong is just a dog obedient before my teacher; eventually, Martial Soul Hall will belong to us. And the goddess will be mine," Tang San sneered. Ever since he had witnessed his father Tang Hao's tragic death, his mentality had completely collapsed, becoming extremely cold and dark. He was willing to do anything to kill Xu Ran, even if it meant acknowledging a thief as his father.

"Well said. Bibi Dong is nothing compared to that bitch Liu Erlong. She's even more obedient, madly in love with me to the point of being willing to die for me. Once I go to Martial Soul Hall, she'll listen to everything I say, and then our lives will be heavenly," Brock said, laughing.

"Including the goddess of Martial Soul Hall, I can decide to betroth her to you now. You'll be the Saint Heir, and the goddess' husband," Brock said, lifting his head high, instantly regaining his confidence.

He had struggled before, thinking he had to rely on himself to lead a hard life, but now, why bother?

Bibi Dong was his support; she was deeply in love with him. He could fully exploit her power in Martial Soul Hall to do as he pleased, even turning her against Xu Ran first, creating a deadly feud.

As for Qian Dao Liu, that would be tricky, but as long as he kept things in moderation, not too excessive, Qian Dao Liu would turn a blind eye and not directly fall out with Bibi Dong.

"Then I'll take the opportunity to thank teacher in advance," Tang San said, exchanging glances with Brock, both breaking into laughter. This world would ultimately belong to them. With the Pope and the goddess under their control, Martial Soul Hall would be theirs too.

"No need to thank me; after all, you are my good disciple. In the future, you will be the Pope of Martial Soul Hall. It fits perfectly since Dong'er bears a grudge against the Qian Family. As long as you cultivate diligently and fight for your position, you're set to be the next Spirit Hall Pope," Brock said contentedly.

"Hmm, teacher, Titan, protect me; I am going to refine and absorb the soul bone," Tang San said, tucking his hopes back into his heart, for now, focusing instead on his growth. Later, when he arrived at Martial Soul Hall, everyone would learn just how terrifying a genius Tang San really was.

Tang San sat cross-legged, circulating the Mysterious Heaven Method, and began to slowly refine the soul bone.

In the original story, Tang San absorbed the Eight-Spider Spear along with a soul ring during his breakthrough to Soul Ancestor, but now that he was already a Soul King, absorbing this soul bone was naturally quite easy.

"My dear disciple is truly strong, a thousand, no, ten thousand times stronger than Xu Ran. Just casually acquiring an ordinary soul ring, he encounters an attached soul bone, a fortune only someone with great destiny could possess," Brock exclaimed with admiration.

"And then there's Dong'er, I can barely wait anymore. My beloved Dong'er is the Pope, the most beautiful person in the world, a mature woman without equal in existence." At that moment, Brock's mind was filled with the image of Bi Bidong's face.

When he'd left Bi Bidong back then, she was just a girl coming of age. Now, many years have passed, and she must've matured beautifully. That voluptuous figure, that stunning face as though it held many stories, the slender and straight beautiful legs beneath the Pope's robe, and that graceful form; even merely fantasizing about it was satisfying.

The woman of Brock was the Pope!

All the women by Xu Ran's side combined couldn't compare to a single Bi Bidong.

Liu Erlong, that cheap woman, betraying him, she would receive horrifying punishment sooner or later.

Once he's together with Bi Bidong, Liu Erlong will also regret and perhaps even despair. She'd cry and cling to his legs, begging him not to leave, but by then, it would be too late. Betrayers do not end well.

"Haha, Xu Ran, Liu Erlong, you too have this day, huh," Brock closed his eyes, enjoying the moment while laughing out loud.

But in the next moment,

a chill wind blew, the wind was very cold, making his body shiver.

Following that, a voice that filled him with terror entered his ears—it was Xu Ran's voice!

"Brock, I see you haven't made any progress at all, even less than Tang San. At least Tang San has gained quite a bit of strength, and you, you can only dream. How pitiful!" Xu Ran said coldly.

Brock indeed remained the most disappointing person in Soul Land, relying on others for everything except dreaming, though he had tricks up his sleeve.

Bi Bidong, Liu Erlong, Tang San, all were tricked by him, fighting for his so-called life ambitions.

It was like those big talkers and life coaches from his past life, spouting grand principles by the bucketload.

"Xu Ran, you, you, how did you get here?" Brock stepped back twice, looking at Xu Ran with terror. How could Xu Ran suddenly appear here?

"What? Is Aquipeia Forest your private property? Can't I come?" Xu Ran said with a cold voice.

"Of course, you can. But what's making you so smug, Xu Ran? Just you wait, in a few days you won't be able to laugh." Brock said hatefully, his teeth grinding together. He wished he could drink Xu Ran's blood, eat his flesh, condemn him to an unthinkable fate, and send all Xu Ran's women to the underground auction to beg for life but yearn for death. Only then could he avenge himself on Xu Ran and give him the punishment he deserved.

"Threatening me? In this place, even if I killed you, no one would know, right? And you, a useless thing, dare to threaten me?" Xu Ran punched hard into Brock's abdomen, causing Brock to vomit three liters of blood instantly, turning ashen, falling to the ground in sheer agony.

"Xu Ran, what are you doing? You want to kill us?" Brock's face changed wildly. Now that Bi Bidong was in power, he could become the Pope's man and live happily ever after with her; he no longer wanted to die.

So, when he heard Xu Ran saying he wanted to kill him, he instantly cowered, deeply afraid in his heart, not daring to say anything else that might provoke Xu Ran.

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