Douluo : I steal tang san's luck

Ning Rongrong suddenly dropped a soul-shaking question—

"But… why is Dai Mubai even here?"

Zhu Zhuqing fell silent.

She wasn't someone who spoke ill of others behind their backs.

Even though this was Dai Mubai's fault,

She didn't want to…

"I ran away."

A voice interrupted from behind.

Everyone turned—

To see Dai Mubai walking toward them alongside Tang San and Oscar.

His expression was guilty, but his tone was calm.

"In the Star Luo Empire, the royal family follows an iron-blooded law."

"Since childhood, my older brother, Davis, and I were forced to compete for the throne."

"The loser would either be executed or permanently imprisoned—to prevent civil war within the royal family and maintain the empire's stability."

He glanced at Tang San, his tone becoming subtly strange.

"My brother Davis… has always been above me in every way."

"He completely crushed me."

"Eventually, I realized I could never defeat him. So…"

"I ran away."

"I abandoned my fiancée and fled alone."

Damn.

This sudden bombshell left everyone completely stunned.

Even Tang San was speechless.

—Dude, just tell your story. Why'd you look at me like that?!

Only Zhu Zhuqing responded—

With a cold, mocking smile.

She didn't say anything…

But somehow, her silence said it all.

She continued her story—

"After he left, my older sister, Zhu Zhuyun, began to oppress me even more. She even sent people to hunt me down."

"I had no choice but to flee all the way here."

Just two simple sentences—

Yet they contained an entire lifetime of hardship.

Everyone fell silent.

Ning Rongrong even shuddered in fear—

Thank god her dad only had one daughter!

"That's brutal. No wonder Star Luo is stronger than Heaven Dou."

Tang Lan sighed—

Then he turned back to Zhu Zhuqing.

"I understand your situation now. It's not a problem."

"From this moment forward, you are my Tang Sect disciple—the third to join."

Third?

Zhu Zhuqing glanced at Tang San and Xiao Wu—

Then nodded in understanding.

She placed her right hand on her left shoulder,

Then bowed toward Tang Lan.

"Disciple Zhu Zhuqing greets the Sect Master!"

—In the Douluo Continent, there was no kneeling in apprenticeship rituals.

But still…

Zhu Zhuqing's already stunning figure bending at this angle…

Tang Lan grinned and helped her up—

And casually pulled out two Python Revolvers, handing them over.

"These are your entry gifts."

Zhu Zhuqing accepted them and immediately tucked them behind her waist.

—Storage soul tools were extremely rare.

As an outcast in her family, she didn't qualify to own one.

"Hold up!" Xiao Wu suddenly protested.

"Brother, why wasn't I the first to join your sect?!"

She had only been throwing a small tantrum,

And now she had lost her seniority?!

"You were." Tang Lan chuckled.

"Didn't I say Zhuqing was the third? You're my Second Senior Sister."

Xiao Wu's face immediately lit up.

"That's more like it!"

She snuggled against Tang Lan's arm,

Her anger completely gone.

"Wait!" Tang San finally reacted.

"Brother, what did you name your sect?"

"Tang Sect, obviously." Tang Lan replied matter-of-factly.

"My surname is Tang. Isn't that the perfect name?"

Tang San opened his mouth…

And then closed it again.

He had no argument.

After all,

He couldn't just say "But that was my past life's sect name!"

"Oh, right." Tang Lan added.

"The First Senior Disciple spot goes to you."

Tang San: (O_o)??

At this point,

Tang San hadn't even considered reviving the Tang Sect.

Becoming a disciple of this "New Tang Sect"…

Tang San didn't actually mind.

But…

This was way too much of a coincidence, wasn't it?

However, when he saw Tang Lan's "hopeful" gaze,

He couldn't bring himself to refuse.

After all—

Tang Lan had given him everything without holding back.

He had given him the Nine Yang Divine Art.

—But since it clashed with Mysterious Heaven Skill, Tang San hadn't started practicing it yet.

He had given him Undying Seal Technique.

—But his own talent was inferior, so he had messed up while learning it and even needed Tang Lan's help to fix it.

He had given him Rippled Steps.

—But since he already had Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, he hadn't practiced it.

He had even given him Dragon Capture Technique.

—But since he had Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon, he hadn't trained it either.

And those Python Revolvers and Uzi blueprints?

—Tang San didn't even need to ask; Tang Lan just handed them over.

With this kind of treatment, how could he reject him?

"Alright… Thanks, Brother." Tang San finally gave in.

[System Notification]

[Host has established the Tang Sect and made Tang San the First Disciple, causing him to give up on creating an "Otherworld Tang Sect." Stole a medium amount of Tang San's Luck!]

[Reward: "Soul Tool Mastery: Storage Edition"!]

[Reward: "Soul Tool Mastery: Blue Silver Grass Signal Conversion"!]

Oh ho!

In the Douluo Continent, the knowledge of soul tool production had been completely lost.

Which meant that storage soul tools…

Were a monopoly business!

With this, the Tang Sect would never run out of money.

As for Blue Silver Grass Signal Conversion Soul Tool…

Tang Lan examined it carefully—and was pleasantly surprised!

As the name implied—

This soul tool could convert Blue Silver Grass signals into usable information.

Text, sound, images…

All possible!

Likewise—

It could also reverse the process,

Converting messages into Blue Silver Grass signals and transmitting them across the continent.

—This was basically a communication tower!

And since Blue Silver Grass grew everywhere,

He wouldn't even need to build a network of relay stations!

Once this soul tool was mass-produced,

People who wanted better signal coverage would plant more Blue Silver Grass.

And as the Emperor of Blue Silver Grass,

The more Blue Silver Grass existed, the more benefits he gained!

Tsk!

This reward was absolutely perfect!

Testing the Barrett!

Feeling great,

Tang Lan pulled out the Barrett and showed it to Tang San.

"This is my latest soul tool invention—I call it the Barrett Sniper Rifle."

"Its power should be impressive. Xiao San, give it a try."

"Same principle as the Python Revolver—just aim and pull the trigger."

Tang San took the Barrett, his expression complicated.

—Brother, why do you develop soul tools like it's as easy as drinking water?

But before he could respond—

Xiao Wu puffed up her cheeks in protest.

"Brother! You're playing favorites!"

"Why does Tang San get to use it right away, but I have to go through training first?!"

Tang Lan glanced at her.

"The inspiration for this soul tool came from Xiao San's hidden weapons."

"Also, the Barrett's range is over 2,000 meters.

Can you even see that far?"

"Xiao San has a special self-created spirit ability that lets him see at that distance."

Hmm?

Now that he mentioned it…

Xiao Wu suddenly turned the question around—

And aimed it straight at Tang San.

"Tang San, Brother has shared all of his self-created spirit abilities with you."

"When are you going to show us yours?"

Tang San's expression immediately stiffened!

—Reveal the Tang Sect techniques?!

His first instinct was to refuse outright.

But when he remembered everything Tang Lan had done for him…

He hesitated.

"Xiao Wu!" Tang Lan's voice suddenly became serious.

"What are you doing?"

"Xiao San's self-created abilities are designed for him alone. Stop pushing this."

Xiao Wu wanted to argue—

But Tang Lan held her down with one hand.

Then he raised his other hand—

And summoned the Thunderflame Clear Sky Hammer.

"Xiao San, I'm going to throw my hammer into the air. Try to shoot it down with the Barrett."

Tang San fell silent for a moment—

Then nodded.

But his emotions were complicated.

Yes, sect techniques were important.

But Tang Lan had been nothing but generous toward him.

Hadn't everyone noticed the difference?

Even Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai's gazes had changed slightly.

—Both brothers were geniuses.

But while the older brother was open and generous…

The younger brother was secretive and selfish.

Tang San…

Was starting to look a little ungrateful.

"What are you spacing out for?"

Tang Lan ruffled Tang San's short hair, chuckling—

"We're brothers. Don't overthink it—just focus on testing the soul tool."

"Got it, Brother."

Tang Lan swung his Thunderflame Clear Sky Hammer and launched it like a throwing discus.

Tang San's eyes flashed purple as he activated Purple Demon Eye.

Raising the Barrett, he lined up his sights and pulled the trigger—

"BOOM!))))=>"

The thunderous roar shook the air—

A streaking afterimage blasted out of the barrel—so fast that even Purple Demon Eye couldn't clearly capture it!

"BANG—!"

The tremendous impact sounded like a heavenly thunderclap.

The 2000-jin (1000kg) Thunderflame Clear Sky Hammer suddenly jerked at a sharp angle,

Spinning violently as it plummeted toward the ground—

Directly toward Zhao Wuji and Flender!

"Hmph! I got it."

Zhao Wuji confidently raised his hand to catch it—

But just before impact,

The hammer suddenly vanished into thin air.

—Tang Lan had recalled his martial soul.

Zhao Wuji grabbed at nothing, misjudging his strength—

His expression instantly twitched!

"Damn it, kid! At least give a warning if you're gonna recall it!"

"Having fun, are we?" Zhao Wuji grumbled. "It's way too early for all this energy!"

"Good morning, Teacher Zhao!" Xiao Wu greeted sweetly.

"We're testing Brother's new soul tool!"

Hearing this,

Zhao Wuji exchanged a knowing glance with Flender.

Both of them immediately became interested.

Looking at the Barrett's familiar structure,

They guessed it must be similar to the Python Revolver and Uzi—another attack-type soul tool.

"Interesting. Let me test its power."

Zhao Wuji patted his chest.

"Let's see what kind of monster invention you've made this time!"

But before he could continue—

He noticed the weird expressions on everyone's faces.

Especially Ning Rongrong, who looked like she had just witnessed something horrifying.

After all,

The 2000-jin Thunderflame Clear Sky Hammer had just been sent flying at a sharp angle by a single shot!

That power…

If Zhao Wuji wasn't careful, he might actually get hurt!

"What?" Zhao Wuji frowned.

"Something wrong?"

"Do I have vegetable leaves stuck in my teeth?"

Everyone exchanged awkward glances.

No one knew how to warn him.

Finally,

Tang Lan stepped forward.

"No veggie leaves, but… Teacher Zhao, you should be careful."

"Hah! It's just a soul tool! What, you think it can actually hurt me?"

Zhao Wuji dismissed the concern outright.

"That Python Revolver only caught me off guard. If I cover myself in soul power this time, I'll be fine!"

Tang Lan: "…"

Bro, you're really bold.

Tang Lan casually summoned a Life Spirit Blue Silver Emperor vine.

"Xiao San, take a shot."

Tang San raised the Barrett, aiming at the vine several meters away—

"BOOM!))))=>"

The moment the trigger was pulled—

The Armor-Piercing Sniper Round struck the Blue Silver Emperor,

Twisting it into a "＞" shape from the sheer force.

After a few seconds—

"SCCCCRRRIIIPP!"

The bullet pierced through the vine completely,

Drilling into the ground, leaving behind a finger-thick hole.

Looking back at the wound on the vine—

It was the size of a human head,

With its edges torn into a spiderweb-like pattern.

Zhao Wuji fell silent.

He knew exactly how tough the Life Spirit Blue Silver Emperor was.

Among spirit masters of the same level, raw strength alone couldn't break it!

You needed a proper offensive spirit ability—

At least a Third Spirit Ability or stronger!

Which meant—

That Barrett shot was equivalent to the third spirit ability of a Rank 40 Power Attack Spirit Master!

If he hadn't been prepared just now…

If he had only casually coated himself in soul power…

Even as a Rank 71 Spirit Saint—his body was still flesh and blood!

"Very well."

Zhao Wuji narrowed his eyes.

"Titaned Giant Bear—Spirit Possession!"

His muscular form expanded, soul rings flashing around him.

He gestured at Tang San.

"Come on!"

"Let's see how strong this little toy really is!"

Tang San looked at Tang Lan.

"Move back and fire from a distance," Tang Lan advised.

"The Barrett's optimal range is 1500 meters—

Its theoretical maximum range is 6800 meters."

Holy sh*t!

Everyone at the scene froze—

Who had ever heard of an attack range that long?!

"I'll head out then."

Tang San activated Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track,

Dashing 1000 meters away in seconds.

To those without enhanced vision,

He looked like a tiny black speck in the distance.

But surprisingly—

Tang Lan's left eye could still clearly see Tang San's features.

—The power of the Heavenly Heavy Pupil external spirit bone.

At the same time,

The Blue Silver Grass around him rustled—

Transmitting a silent message.

"Teacher Zhao, it's coming!" Tang Lan warned.

"I've been waiting!" Zhao Wuji was fully confident.

"A shot from 1000 meters away?

Let's see if it can even touch me!"

But the next moment—

BOOM!))))=>

A flash of fire exploded from Tang San's shoulder.

A spinning armor-piercing round screamed through the air,

Slamming into Zhao Wuji's shoulder at high velocity!

Even with Spirit Possession,

The bullet pushed into his defenses inch by inch,

Slowly flattening itself into a metal disc embedded in his skin.

Even so—

Zhao Wuji's shoulder was forced back half a step!

"BOOM!))))=>"

The gunshot only reached their ears a moment later.

Zhao Wuji reached up,

Pulled the flattened bullet from his shoulder—

And his eyebrow twitched uncontrollably.

If he hadn't used Spirit Possession just now…

Maybe the bullet wouldn't have blown off his shoulder completely.

But it definitely would've punctured his flesh.

If it had been aimed at a vital spot—

Like between his ribs, where the bullet could slip between bones…

"Tssss—"

He hissed through his teeth.

"If someone used this for a sneak attack…

And I was only using soul power defense…

I really might not be able to block it!"

At his words,

Everyone slowly turned toward Tang Lan—

Their expressions full of disbelief.

This guy…

…really was a monster!

Zhao Wuji was a Rank 71 Spirit Saint!

And not just any Spirit Saint—

He was known as the "Immovable King", with the Titaned Giant Bear as his martial soul!

And yet—

This attack-type soul tool could still threaten him?!

"What about a Spirit Douluo? Is there a chance?"

Tang Lan asked eagerly.

Zhao Wuji shook his head without hesitation.

"Once someone advances to Spirit Douluo, their body undergoes a complete refinement, drastically increasing their physique to withstand higher-level spirit rings."

"Even against an ordinary Rank 81 Spirit Douluo, without using spirit power or spirit abilities, I wouldn't be able to break through their physical defenses with my bare hands."

So that's how it worked…

Then the time Tang San used "Phoenix Cry Nine Babies" in the Slaughter City to kill several Spirit Douluos…

It must not have been just a matter of technique.

He likely infused the weapons with spirit power for extra penetration.

The materials were probably extraordinary as well.

Which meant…

If they wanted to break through Spirit Douluo-level defenses,

They would need to improve both spirit power infusion and weapon materials.

Hmm…

This sounds like a research project for Tang San.

Tang Lan mentally assigned the task to him.

"That's disappointing." Tang Lan sighed.

"Looks like there's still a lot of room for improvement."

"The hell do you mean 'disappointing'?!" Flender finally lost it.

"You already have a sniper rifle that can potentially assassinate a Rank 70+ Spirit Saint—what more do you want?!"

Tang Lan grinned cheekily.

Alright, maybe his standards were too high.

But hey—

This was just a sniper rifle.

In the future, he still had missiles, nukes, and hydrogen bombs to work on.

Just then—

The Blue Silver Grass around him swayed again.

Tang San had moved back to 2000 meters and was requesting another test shot.

"Teacher Zhao, incoming!"

"Bring it!"

Tang Lan sent the signal.

The next second—

BOOM!))))=>

This time, the armor-piercing bullet slammed into Zhao Wuji's other shoulder,

Flattening into a thin metal disc against his spirit-possessed body.

"The power decreased a little."

Zhao Wuji analyzed.

"But my raw physical defense still wasn't enough to stop it."

Tang Lan nodded,

Then used Blue Silver Grass to signal Tang San to move back further.

At 3000 meters,

The power dropped slightly again—

But it still penetrated Zhao Wuji's flesh defense.

It wasn't until Tang San reached 4000 meters that the bullet finally failed to break through.

However—

When Tang San returned,

The first thing he said left Zhao Wuji completely speechless.

"Teacher Zhao, what if the power was cut in half…

But I aimed for the eyes?"

Zhao Wuji's eye twitched violently.

"Boy, do you even hear yourself?!"

"At 4000 meters, you're already struggling to see clearly—"

"And you want to shoot someone's eye?!"

But then—

He looked at Tang Lan.

Thinking about his insane abilities…

And then looking at Tang San—his younger brother…

Could he actually do it?

After careful thought—

Zhao Wuji gave his final answer—

(End of Chapter)

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