Douluo: Emerald Poison Emperor-Chapter 315: Douluo: Emerald Poison Emperor []

Looking at Xiao Wu's long leg kicking toward him, Bule quickly released his soul power and barely dodged the attack. His gaze toward Xiao Wu now carried a hint of irritation. "Little girl, being so feisty isn't a good thing. But hey, I, Bule, actually like this kind of fiery temper."

Bule rubbed his hands together as his martial soul possessed him. Two yellow and two purple soul rings appeared around him, and in his hands, two hemispherical objects connected materialized. Strangely, they resembled a piece of intimate women's clothing.

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"Tianluo Twin Domes, first soul skill: Enclosure. Second soul skill: Tenacity. Third soul skill: Lockdown!"

The Tianluo Twin Domes martial soul wasn't of high quality, and Bule's soul rings were far from impressive. However, with a soul power level of 46, he was more than capable of crushing Tang San and Xiao Wu.

Activating two yellow and one purple soul rings in succession, the Tianluo Twin Domes split into two halves and flew toward Tang San and Xiao Wu. Originally palm-sized, the domes expanded under the enhancement of his soul skills until they were large enough to engulf a person. With the third soul skill active, even though Tang San and Xiao Wu tried their best to dodge, they were firmly trapped inside.

The moment he was enclosed, Tang San immediately pulled out his Zhuge Divine Crossbow and fired it without hesitation. The bolts from the crossbow pierced through the Tianluo Twin Domes trapping him and went straight toward Bule.

Caught off guard, Bule, who had expected to enjoy a feast, was instantly struck by the scattered bolts. They pierced through both his thighs and his abdomen, causing him to collapse to the ground, writhing in pain. The control of his Tianluo Twin Domes weakened instantly, allowing Tang San and Xiao Wu to break free.

At this point, Ma Hongjun also summoned his martial soul, and two yellow soul rings appeared around him. However, one of the soul rings seemed particularly illusory, and his overall strength didn't seem to have reached the level of a true Soul Grandmaster.

"Phoenix Fire Line!"

Ma Hongjun let out a shrill cry, spewing flames from his mouth in an attack on Tang San. Although the flames were far weaker than when he had been a proper Soul Grandmaster years ago, due to the buildup of his internal lustful fire and years of unique nourishment, the flames had become bizarre, carrying a hint of ominous purple.

Tang San instinctively used his Blue Silver Grass for defense, but the grass burned quickly. A strange energy began corroding Tang San's soul power, forcing him to raise his Zhuge Divine Crossbow once more, aiming it at Ma Hongjun.

Although the crossbow wasn't loaded with bolts, how could Ma Hongjun know that? Seeing the weapon that had just pierced through Bule's martial soul now aimed at him, Ma Hongjun immediately raised his hands, not daring to move.

Now, both sides were at a stalemate. Tang San hesitated, worried that he couldn't neutralize the enemy quickly enough to protect Xiao Wu. Meanwhile, Dai Mubai's group was concerned that their strength might not be enough to deal with Tang San and Xiao Wu, especially with Tang San wielding such a strange weapon. They also wondered if the pair might have some unknown background.

Despite their mutual hostility, both sides chose to take a step back in this situation. Tang San agreed not to use the Zhuge Divine Crossbow, while Dai Mubai's side promised not to overwhelm them with numbers. Both sides decided to settle the matter with a one-on-one duel.

The result was similar to the original storyline: Dai Mubai and Tang San fought until halfway through the battle when they stopped upon realizing the other party intended to join Shrek Academy. Dai Mubai then left with the heavily injured Bule.

Watching the three retreats, Tang San and Xiao Wu both made a face of disgust. The scene, while somewhat similar to the original trajectory, had taken a bizarre turn, leaving Chen Ming, who was observing from the sidelines, thoroughly entertained.

Tang San and Xiao Wu stayed in their room at the Rose Hotel. As evening came, Tang San, lying in bed, opened his eyes amidst the gazes of many onlookers. Quietly leaving Xiao Wu's side, he changed into a black outfit in a corner of the room and slipped out of the Rose Hotel.

Using a special tracking method, Tang San followed the Soul Master he had encountered earlier in the day. Eventually, he found him in a dilapidated inn located in a narrow alley.

Staring at the Soul Master, who seemed to possess a soul bone, a sharp glint flashed in Tang San's eyes. From his Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges, he took out a small blowpipe. After using his saliva to wet his finger and poke a small hole in the window of the inn, he skillfully blew a dose of sleeping smoke into the room. The Soul Master, who had been half-awake on the bed, quickly succumbed to the smoke's effects and began snoring like a pig.

Seeing that the timing was right, Tang San quietly entered the room. He pulled out the Zhuge Divine Crossbow and fired a bolt directly at the sleeping Soul Master.

The Soul Master, merely an ordinary Soul Grandmaster with one white and one yellow soul ring, didn't even have time to react before being turned into a sieve by the crossbow bolts. Thus, he paid for the sins he had committed in his lifetime.

Excited, Tang San retrieved a small knife and began cutting open the Soul Master's head. After peeling back the scalp, he immediately sensed the unusual soul power emanating from the skull.

Though he had never seen a soul bone before, based on his understanding of their characteristics from books, Tang San was 120% certain this was a legendary soul bone. Moreover, it was a ten-thousand-year head soul bone from a Man-Faced Demon Spider, the Spider Emperor.

The moment he held the bloody soul bone, Tang San felt an overwhelming urge to absorb it. However, he first stored it in his soul tool, took out a vial of corpse-dissolving fluid, and cleaned up the Soul Master's body. After staging the scene to make it look like the Soul Master had left during the night, Tang San quietly returned to the Rose Hotel.

The room was a suite with a living area, a sitting room, and a small side room. Tang San hid in the small room, took out the soul bone, and absorbed it.

The process of refining the soul bone was swift. After the absorption, Tang San could feel his spiritual power increase significantly and gain a powerful soul skill.

"Spider Devour?!" Tang San exclaimed. "As expected from the Spider Emperor's ten-thousand-year head bone—such an incredible skill? Devouring soul-power-infused flesh can enhance my cultivation to a certain extent?"

"And my Blue Silver Grass has also absorbed part of the Man-Faced Demon Spider's bloodline, becoming tougher and more poisonous. This perfectly aligns with my teacher's plans for cultivating Blue Silver Grass."

"This bone was destined for me—it must be the will of heaven." After absorbing the soul bone, Tang San paced excitedly in the small room, marveling at the dark, poisonous Blue Silver Grass in his hands.

This exciting scene didn't escape the notice of Tang Hao, who was secretly observing Tang San and Xiao Wu. Tang Hao nodded approvingly, even smiling.

Tang Hao not only had no objections to Tang San killing for the soul bone, but he also wanted to applaud his son for doing the job so cleanly and decisively. Furthermore, he was delighted by the soul bone's benefits and enhancements for Tang San.

As the saying goes, "To a man with a hammer, everything looks like a nail." Now equipped with a new soul bone, Tang San was like a child with a new toy. He eagerly pulled out some jerky made from soul beast meat and activated his soul skill.

The moment he activated the skill, Tang San's head began to twist under its effects. After a brief bout of pain, his head took on characteristics of the Man-Faced Demon Spider, with a phantom-like set of mouthparts growing from his face. Holding the jerky, Tang San chomped down on it. As he digested the meat, he could feel his soul power increasing at a speed comparable to cultivating his Mysterious Heaven Skill.

This was just ordinary jerky made from a ten-year soul beast, yet it had such an effect. Tang San couldn't even imagine how much soul power he could gain by consuming high-level soul beasts or even soul masters.

In the darkness, Tang San's spider-like head exuded an eerie aura, and his compound eyes glowed with an unsettling light, like ghostly flames.