Chapter 591: Tang San's Malicious Thoughts, I Want to Show Off to Xu Ran Too_1

On the other side, a lavishly dressed man and woman came walking over.

The man was Xu Ran's old acquaintance, Tang San, who had just been taught a lesson. By now, Tang San had changed into clean clothes, yet there were still some bruises on his face that were not so easy to erase, marks from Xu Ran's beating.

By his side was the Holy Lady Hu Liena of the Martial Spirit Hall.

Hu Liena wore a black mini skirt, covering half of her slender and well-rounded long legs. The legs were tightly enveloped by a pair of black stockings that, under the sunlight, emitted a faint glow, making for a feast for the eyes.

Hu Liena was breathtakingly beautiful, with long black hair cascading over her shoulders, and a foxy charm in her eyes that was subtly enchanting. A breeze blew by, the skirt fluttered, revealing the girl's well-rounded thighs, compelling one to gaze upon the mysterious scenery beneath the skirt.

The girl's face was highly distinctive, with a pair of narrow and enchanting fox-like eyes – her aura was as tempting as a fox spirit's, yet it made people wary not to approach her lightly.

At the moment, Hu Liena's expression was cold, annoyed by Tang San's persistent bothering. If it weren't for the fact that Tang San was the Saint Heir personally appointed by her teacher Bi Bidong, she would have stayed far away from him.

Although Tang San was exceptionally talented, his character was flawed. Even though she hadn't been in contact with Tang San for long, she had seen through his nature. Tang San had an unpleasant and vile aura about him that was utterly repulsive.

Although she greatly disliked Tang San, the girl's good upbringing made her maintain a pleasant demeanor, only that she didn't reciprocate Tang San's fawning with any warmth.

Tang San might have been blessed with talent, but there was already someone she admired in her heart.

Xu Ran!

She had heard this name more than once being mentioned by the elders within the Martial Spirit Hall. When those elders discussed Xu Ran's talent, she was taken aback and instinctively couldn't believe it.

At that time, she was wholly focused on her cultivation at the Martial Soul Academy and knew nothing about Xu Ran, let alone the fact that he was already making a name for himself on the Continent. After hearing the elders discuss him, the praises, the shock, and the resolve to snuff him out before he grew too powerful became increasingly common.

Back then, she couldn't believe the elders of the Martial Spirit Hall would go to such lengths to convene and discuss a mere youth.

Afterwards, she began to quietly gather information about Xu Ran, and eventually, she found herself completely infatuated. Even though she had never met Xu Ran in person, it didn't stop these tender feelings from taking root in her heart. Xu Ran's talent and his renowned name on the Continent overwhelmed her. She believed that Xu Ran was the unparalleled genius of Soul Land, unmatched for countless years.

Although Tang San was also hailed as a rare prodigy of the Martial Spirit Hall, in her eyes, Tang San was not even in the same league as Xu Ran. Tang San's talent might be once in a millennium, but his moral character fell far short when compared with Xu Ran.

Only someone like Xu Ran, who possessed immense talent yet still maintained his true heart, deserved her respect. And on this count, Tang San fell far behind.

At that moment, Tang San's complexion was gloomy; he still harbored grudges about Xu Ran beating him up earlier in the day at the entrance of Spirit City. As the Holy Son of the Martial Spirit Hall, his face had been lost. To be beaten at his own doorstep, and the fact that the elders did not intervene on his behalf but instead sided with Xu Ran had completely humiliated him.

With his talent, he had held some prestige in the Martial Spirit Hall, but now it seemed all had reverted to the past.

Damn it, it's all Xu Ran's fault!

However, fortunately, he was still the Martial Spirit Hall Holy Son. Knowing that Xu Ran had arrived, he quickly went out to walk the streets with Hu Liena. As the Holy Son of the Martial Spirit Hall, close to the water and thus first to get the moon, this time he was sure to succeed.

Waiting for Hu Liena to show up, he could finally act tough in front of Xu Ran.

With Xu Ran's lecherous mindset, he definitely had designs on Hu Liena. If Xu Ran found out he had snatched Hu Liena first, he would probably die of anger. Then, right in front of Xu Ran, he would hold Hu Liena, kiss her, and even do more intimate things. Everything would be done according to the standard of making Xu Ran die of anger.

Xu Ran had messed with his mind so many times, this time he was going to mess with Xu Ran's mind as well.

After crumbling Xu Ran's mentality, then he would combine the power granted by the Destruction God King with the Rakshasa God Power, creating a synergy where one plus one was greater than two. With this power, he would trample Xu Ran underfoot in the final round of the high-level Soul Master competition.

At that time, he would become a complete winner in life.

Some people could lose countless times, but as long as they win once, they've won completely. And some people could win countless times, but if they lose just once, they would lose everything. The former referred to him, and the latter referred to Xu Ran.

"Nana, take your time to look around, buy whatever you want—I'm footing the bill," Tang San said to Hu Liena, watching her like a lovesick puppy. Gazing at Hu Liena, who looked like a goddess from heaven, he was somewhat infatuated.

The goddess is meant to be with the Saint Heir.

Hu Liena is the goddess, he is the Saint Heir; they are a match made in heaven.

If he got Hu Liena, he could finally shed his virginity. Damn it, Xu Ran already has a harem, he can't be too far behind. Starting with Hu Liena, the number of his wives in the future should also surpass Xu Ran's, only then will he feel superior.

In the past, he had been foolish, blind to beauty. Xiaowu was right in front of him, yet he foolishly let her go, leaving her to be ruined by Xu Ran. He wouldn't make that mistake a second time.

"Oh," Hu Liena responded noncommittally. She didn't like Tang San, but there wasn't much she could do about it.

"Nana, you know how I feel about you," Tang San said, trying to indirectly express his feelings. Xu Ran would be arriving soon—that meant the wolf was coming. He couldn't dawdle any longer or Xu Ran, the bastard, might even snatch away his precious goddess. Xiaowu was taken, his cousin was taken, and if his beloved goddess was taken too, he might as well hang himself from a crooked tree.

"Tang San, I don't have such feelings right now. I'm sorry, you're a good person," Hu Liena said apologetically to Tang San, her tone indifferent, keeping him at arm's length.

"I..." Tang San wasn't surprised by Hu Liena's rejection. But since Hu Liena was so heartless in rejecting him, then he would have to resort to other methods. Hehe, the poisons of Tang Sect were very powerful, especially those in "that" area—guaranteed to make Hu Liena kneel and beg for him. He hadn't wanted to resort to such measures, but if Hu Liena persisted in her delusion, he would have no choice.

Hu Liena, however, had no idea that Tang San was thinking such sordid thoughts. Though she didn't like Tang San, she hadn't anticipated that his nature could be so evil and horrifying.

"Tang San, what happened to your face?" Hu Liena asked, eager to change the subject and avoid Tang San's persistent advances.

She was also curious—Tang San was the Saint Heir of the Martial Spirit Hall, and although there were many voices of dissent within Martial Spirit Hall, feeling that Tang San, as an outsider, should not have been hastily made Saint Heir, his status was unquestionable.

And yet, Tang San had been beaten to such a state; she found it rather intriguing.

With Tang San's strength so formidable and his status so high, who could possibly injure him and leave him in such a sorry state?