Soul Land: I Became the Pope from the Beginning

Chapter 110: Ghosts and Wolves Howling in the Depths of Shrek

Seeing this, the others did not hesitate and immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, absorbing the immortal herb according to Tang San's method.

Dai Mubai, who had experience absorbing immortal herbs in his previous life, easily refined the entire Singular Velvet Sky Reaching Chrysanthemum.

As a burst of heat emanated from his dantian, Dai Mubai suddenly screamed, his whole body covered with bloodshot veins.

The violent power of the immortal herb could not be fully absorbed because it was affected by divine power, which caused it to churn and rush around in Dai Mubai's body.

"Ahhhh!"

Dai Mubai was tortured to the point of feeling scorching heat all over, and his martial soul possessed him, tearing his clothes and causing his blood vessels to bulge.

Just as the others were about to stop him, they suddenly felt a burst of heat in their hearts.

Hideous bloodlines crawled all over their bodies, and the violent drug power destroyed their bodies, continuously and madly impacting their meridians.

For a moment, the entire backyard of Shrek Academy was filled with the sounds of ghosts and wolves howling. Before Tang San could swallow the Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew, he looked at the frenzied group of people and was stunned.

He then saw Xiao Fei, whose entire body was crimson, and immediately became anxious. He quickly restrained Xiao Fei, who was writhing in pain on the ground.

He continuously guided the violent medicinal power within Xiao Fei to prevent her body from exploding and her dying a tragic death.

As for the others, Tang San was too busy with Xiao Fei, who was waiting for him to save her. The others would have to rely on themselves.

For Xiao Fei, he could only let the others suffer a bit; he believed they would understand.

After a long while, Xiao Fei slowly woke up, covered in sweat, feeling parched and seeing stars.

"Brother San, I… I think I can't go on," she said exhaustedly, licking her dry lips. She felt her whole body hollowed out, leaving only an empty shell without a soul.

"Hold on, Xiao Fei. I will save you."

Tang San was excited. Looking at the weak Xiao Fei, his voice grew more urgent, tears falling, and his eyes reddening.

Xiao Fei! My Xiao Fei!!

Watching Xiao Fei on the verge of fainting, Tang San let out an unwilling roar. It was Dugu Bo, that beast, who had tampered with the Immortal Herb. He was practically courting death.

"Brother… Brother San, stop shaking, I'm fine."

Xiao Fei, dizzy and disoriented, tugged at Tang San's clothes. Her head was spinning, and she said somewhat incoherently, "Water! Water! I want water, Brother San."

"Water?"

Seeing that Xiao Fei was fine, Tang San gently placed her on the ground, then rummaged through his Twenty-Four Moonlight Bridges, and soon pulled out a water bottle.

However, he found that Xiao Fei had already fainted. Helplessly, the pure and unblemished Tang San had no choice but to awkwardly use his mouth to give her water, so Xiao Fei could drink.

After a long time, Tang San finally touched Xiao Fei's body temperature, and only when he found it stable did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Seemingly remembering his teammates, he looked around at the four unconscious Shrek members, also took out a water bottle, and guided the water to them with his soul power.

Time passed by minute by minute. As evening approached, Flender and the others realized that Tang San and the others hadn't appeared all day, so they went out to search. Soon, they found the five unconscious individuals, and Tang San guarding them.

"Xiao San, what happened?"

Flender was startled to see the little monsters collapsed everywhere. He could no longer remain calm and questioned them, disregarding his image.

Yu Xiaogang's face was also anxious. These were the experimental subjects that proved his theories. If they all died here, his world would collapse.

"Quick, tell me, Xiao San, what exactly happened?"

Fortunately, Ning Rongrong wasn't among them, otherwise, Yu Xiaogang and Flender wouldn't know how to face the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

He would be skinned alive by Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo if that happened.

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang, normally expressionless, couldn't help but shudder. They would die, they really would.

"They all fainted while refining the immortal herb, but they woke up soon after," Tang San said. He checked their bodies and found nothing serious—just fainting, which relieved him.

It was good they didn't die; otherwise, it would be troublesome for him to fight alone against Spirit Hall, reclaim the Clear Sky Sect, and destroy the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect in the future.

Without Oscar, he couldn't use the Martial Soul Fusion Skill or resurrect him with the Resurrection Light, which would prevent him from being reckless.

"immortal herb? What is that?"

The three looked at each other, then finally turned to Yu Xiaogang, who always considered himself knowledgeable.

"I haven't seen this in any books either," Yu Xiaogang admitted awkwardly, clearing his throat and pretending to be helpless. Then he looked at Tang San and coughed a few times, acting pretentious.

All he knew was the knowledge stolen from Spirit Hall and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan. He had never heard of "immortal herb."

"Xiao San, tell me what the immortal herb is."

Tang San secretly despised Yu Xiaogang and then calmly explained the magical effects of the immortal herb.

The original calmness of the three was shattered when they heard about its effects. Yu Xiaogang, the fool, even exclaimed: "What! It can improve people's qualifications?"

The phrase "improve qualifications" made Yu Xiaogang lose his mind. He desperately wanted to get rid of his "waste" reputation.

The deluded Yu Xiaogang suddenly grabbed Tang San's arms, shaking them excitedly: "Xiao San, do you still have the immortal herb you mentioned? Do you still have it?"

"Teacher, stop shaking."

Tang San immediately slapped Yu Xiaogang's hands away and looked at him with contempt. In his previous life, he had pretended to be calm—was that all an act?

"Is there still any left, Xiao San?"

Ignoring the red marks on his hands, Yu Xiaogang eagerly wanted to know if there was any immortal herb left. He longed to shed his "waste" label.

"Yes, Xiao San. Don't keep us in suspense. Do you still have it?"

Seeing Yu Xiaogang finally had a chance to shed the "waste" title, Liu Erlong was even more anxious and spoke hurriedly.

"Teacher, you are my teacher. I will never forget you."

Tang San's expression grew serious, and he pretended to show genuine feelings. He held Yu Xiaogang's hand, though his heart was full of disgust.

If it weren't for maintaining his image of innocence, respecting teachers, and repaying kindness, he wouldn't bother with this fool.

He thought Yu Xiaogang might still be involved with Bibi Dong, but Bibi Dong had disappeared years ago.

Yu Xiaogang, this waste, had nothing left to use and was expelled from the family tree by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan, leaving him useless.

It was all to maintain his persona.

"Teacher, this is the ten-thousand-year Purple Treasure Zoysia. You should swallow it."

He probably couldn't say it wasn't an Immortal Herb. Just trick Yu Xiaogang for now. As a good-for-nothing, he wouldn't recognize it anyway.

This eight treasure purple zoysia could help Yu Xiaogang reach level 39, but he would be nearly 70 or 80 years old by then and nearing death.

"Xiao San, you are indeed my most proud disciple."

Heh, you're my only disciple, and my most proud one.

Tang San looked at Yu Xiaogang with even greater disdain in his eyes. Once the competition was over, he would completely cut ties with this good-for-nothing.

Yu Xiaogang carefully held the Eight Treasure Purple Zoysia, looked at Tang San with satisfaction, and finally stopped hesitating to absorb it immediately.

He couldn't wait to break through to level 30 as soon as possible.

(End of this chapter)