RNP Chapter 135 Tang Wutong Being Targeted
Chapter 135 Tang Wutong Being Targeted
Chapter 139 Tang Wutong Being Targeted
Xue Di was incredibly intelligent, and she immediately understood the meaning behind Long Qiu'er's words.
Considering the auspicious beast before her, representing the fortune of the soul beasts of this plane, and its close connection to the Douluo Continent, Xue Di finally understood.
For a powerful being like her who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, knowledge of other worlds is naturally not unfamiliar.
"So that means—it's like Yuhao's third martial soul, from another world—"
Long Qiu'er nodded silently, "But whether they're friend or foe is still uncertain. Let's go back and discuss it with Huo Yuhao!"
Then Long Qiu'er took out her Golden Dragon Spear and drew a circle on the footprint, leaving behind a trace of her own soul power. Only after confirming that there was no problem did she leave with Xue Di.
I remember there shouldn't be any matches for Huo Yuhao these few days, so they can meet up with him and share information.
The space was torn open by a dark gray crack, and a huge lizard emerged from it, its compound eyes flashing with a sinister blue light.
"The Golden Dragon Spear!? Tang Wulin! How is this possible—!!"
A voice full of surprise and astonishment came from the large lizard's mouth, but its mouth did not move, as if someone was controlling it.
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"No, no—this is a woman, her aura is different, and the era is wrong! There couldn't be a Tang Wulin in this era! I remember this era should be called—"
"Yes! His name is Huo Yuhao!"
As a monarch who had planned for the Douluo Continent for six thousand years, although he did not possess the extraordinary wisdom of Tang Buddha, he was still very familiar with the history of the Douluo Continent, especially the history of the Sea God Tang San and the Spirit Ice Douluo Huo Yuhao, which he knew very well.
"If I remember correctly—there seems to be Tang San's daughter in this era, I think her name was Tang Wutong, but now it's Wang Dong—"
A glint of wisdom flashed in Senyou's blue compound eyes. Combining the intelligence he had gathered over the past few days, he had already made up his mind.
Even if I can't kill your son, killing your daughter is worth it! It seems that Tang Hao hasn't fully integrated the authority of the plane's ruler, so this looks like a golden opportunity!
No, no, this matter needs to be considered carefully. Just like Tang Wulin carries Tang San's divine sense, and he cares so much about his son, there's no reason not to protect his daughter with his divine sense.
Let's test the waters first. No matter what, we must make that bastard who schemed against me pay the price!
Just as Wang Dong was about to lie down at the Star Emperor Hotel, he involuntarily shivered and uncontrollably gripped the blanket tighter around himself.
Her woman's intuition told her that she seemed to be being watched by something.
Star Emperor Hotel, Huo Yuhao's room.
With no matches these past few days, Huo Yuhao stayed in his room, studying the antique gold coins he had collected.
Judging from its color and texture, it should be a product of the Spirit Hall era.
However, the storage soul tools of the Spirit Hall era were not as advanced as they are now. Back then, the storage soul tools had very small capacities and were very expensive to manufacture, so most of them could only be owned by powerful soul masters or a small number of nobles.
Soul tools that can store living beings are especially rare. I guess even the Starlight Auction House didn't recognize them, otherwise they might have sold for a much higher price.
I just don't know what's inside.
After fiddling with it in his hand for a while, he thought, "Let me think about how to open this ancient soul tool—soul tools in ancient times weren't as complete and sophisticated as they are now, so the way to open it should be quite simple—"
A loud "clang!" startled Huo Yuhao, who quickly channeled his soul power into the antique coin. A golden light flashed across the coin, and a strange scene unfolded: the patterns on the coin seemed to come alive and pulsate.
"What's going on—" He threw the money towards the ground. Instantly, a golden light burst forth from the money.
Then, a lump of something fell to the ground.
The bag was quite eye-catching. It was made of something like thin vines, and it looked lush and vibrant, with a rich life force surrounding it. Even Huo Yuhao, who possessed the Gold of Life, was surprised by the intensity of this life force, but couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.
Could it be that the ancients' method of storing living things was simply to nurture them with life energy? That would be a simple, albeit clumsy, method.
The bag was tightly closed, with two straps hanging to the side. It looked bulging, so there was definitely something inside, but I didn't know if it was a living thing.
But it must be something extraordinary, otherwise it wouldn't be worth wrapping in such an expensive-looking bag.
Huo Yuhao stepped forward and opened the bag, his gaze immediately freezing.
It was a yellowish-brown creature, its entire body curled up. It didn't look very big, and it had light yellow fur that looked a bit sparse. It looked somewhat like an ape.
It looks like an animal, or perhaps a spirit beast? How many years has it been? What's this thing in the bag?
He instinctively reached out and touched it, then jumped up as if he had been electrocuted.
"Alive—alive—"
Even a storage soul tool that can store living things couldn't possibly store something for tens of thousands of years—could it be some kind of ferocious beast cub?
Huo Yuhao boldly stepped forward and carried the creature out. He scanned it from head to toe with his mental power, but there was no soul power fluctuation on its body, which meant that it was not a soul beast.
It's not a soul beast, but the offspring of some kind of creature. However, the fact that it can survive for tens of thousands of years in a storage soul tool proves that this creature has extremely strong vitality.
But for some reason, Huo Yuhao felt a surge of nameless anger, as if he really hated this little gorilla.
It seems that this anger comes from the bloodline.
What exactly is this thing? Why does it evoke such a strong aversion in my blood?
Just then, the doorbell rang.
"Ah, it's them."
Huo Yuhao's powerful senses allowed him to immediately identify who had come. He then turned around and looked at his room, which was fairly tidy, with no clothes or socks scattered around.
After opening the door, he invited the two beauties, Long Qiu'er and Xue Di, inside.
Although the Star Emperor Hotel does not receive other guests during the competition, it is the top floor and Shrek Academy's territory, so naturally no outsiders would gossip or say anything.
But a pair of eyes were fixed on the figure with long golden hair, their gaze filled with greed.
There's no mistake, he can't be wrong! This is the bloodline of the Golden Dragon!
Lan Xuanyu hadn't expected this extra gain after returning to the team. Luckily, he hadn't listened to that old man Mu En and stayed at Shrek Academy to recover; otherwise, he would have missed out on so many good things!
But who is she? How could she have the Golden Dragon bloodline? I've never heard of anyone else on the Douluo Continent besides myself and Tang Wulin having the Golden Dragon bloodline.
Speaking of which, I remember my aunt's martial soul was called the Bright Dragon God Butterfly, which was also a product of incorporating a trace of the Dragon God's bloodline. But where did Grandpa Tang San and Grandma Xiao Wu get the Dragon God's bloodline?
Even after the golden figure entered the room, Lan Xuanyu still couldn't figure it out.