Chapter 280: Able to Build a Gundam, Yet Still Can’t Cook

Chapter 280: Able to Build a Gundam, Yet Still Can't Cook

Without hesitation, as soon as Tang San opened his eyes, he immediately released his Clear Sky Hammer martial soul.

It was unclear whether it was out of frustration or simply because he disliked wild rabbits, but he swung his hammer down and crushed the remaining ten-year-old rabbit in one blow.

The black-robed man didn't care about any of that. All he wanted was for Tang San to absorb a ten-year soul ring.

These two ten-year soul beasts hadn't been easy to find—he had put in some effort to ensure that they were precisely ten years old, no more, no less.

Soon enough, with the rabbit's death, another white soul ring appeared.

Tang San once again sat cross-legged, channeling the ten-year soul ring into his Clear Sky Hammer.

His achievements today were never due to his martial soul alone, but because of the secret arts of the Tang Sect!

Soul rings were merely keys to unlocking higher levels.

Thinking this way made Tang San feel a little less bitter about the situation.

In just a short time, Tang San completed the absorption process.

His soul power level, however, remained at sixty. He still hadn't broken through to sixty-one.

Tang San was completely numb.

He had thought that, at the very least, this trip would push him to level sixty-three or sixty-four. Yet after absorbing two ten-year soul rings, his soul power hadn't budged at all!

The black-robed man kept his word. Once he ensured that Tang San had absorbed the soul rings, he vanished from the scene in an instant.

Tang San didn't even get the chance to ask for his name, to remember this "favor" properly—before he could react, the man was already gone.

"Father, where are you!?"

Tang San tilted his head back and looked at the sky, forcing his tears not to fall.

If Tang Hao were here, would that Titled Douluo have dared to do this?

Since their last parting, he had never seen Tang Hao again. He had no idea what had happened to him.

Similarly, it had been three years—three whole years—since he had last seen Yu Xiaogang!

Yu Xiaogang had vanished without a trace, as if he had disappeared from the world.

Perhaps it was because Tang San had failed to win the championship at the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament?

Had Yu Xiaogang lost all hope and gone far away?

But against an enemy like that, Tang San wasn't even a match!

No matter how he fought, he could never win.

Even with his current strength, he had no more than a ten percent chance against Kong.

"Who exactly was that Titled Douluo?"

Shaking his head, Tang San began thinking about the black-robed man.

There weren't many forces in the Douluo Continent that had Titled Douluos.

This person was shrouded in dark energy and gave off a sinister aura—clearly not someone from a righteous sect.

He could immediately rule out the Clear Sky Clan and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

That left only the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan and the Spirit Hall.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan's Bone Douluo was rumored to be surrounded by dark energy as well.

However, Bone Douluo was tall and broad, while this person, though imposing, didn't have Bone Douluo's build.

The truth was clear—the person was Ghost Douluo from Spirit Hall!

There were only a handful of famous Titled Douluos in the world.

Tang San was well aware of them:

Clear Sky Clan: Tang Hao, his father.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan: Chen Xin, Gu Rong.

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan: Yu Yuanzhen.

Spirit Hall: Ghost Douluo, Chrysanthemum Douluo.

These Titled Douluos were famous because their martial souls were considered a mark of power within Spirit Hall's ranking system.

Of course, Bone Douluo was not listed among them—he was renowned because he was the Grand Elder of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan.

"Spirit Hall… So, it really is Spirit Hall!"

The scene shifts to Kong.

At this moment, Kong was sweating profusely, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Ei, this…?"

He looked at the "food" on the plate—or at least, it should be called food.

It was pitch black, and he had no idea what it was.

"Since I had some free time, I thought I'd make a meal for my husband to try."

Ei smiled brightly, completely unaware of anything being wrong.

Over the past few years, Ei had been immersed in the study of explosives—starting from gunpowder, progressing to bombs, then nuclear…

From soul armor to mechas, and now, within the Pure Land, there was even a fully constructed Gundam!

This Gundam had already been linked to Kong's second form of his martial soul avatar.

As for Raiden General, before Kong went into seclusion, she would still accompany him from time to time.

But now that Kong had reached level ninety-nine, Raiden General had become completely devoid of intelligence…

However, her mischievous nature still hadn't changed.

Kong's eye twitched. So Ei had some free time on her hands again. With nothing better to do, she suddenly decided to test whether her cooking skills had improved.

Glancing at the "Gundam" in the distance and the surrounding ammunition, Kong found himself at a loss for words.

She had already built a Gundam, yet his wife's cooking skills were still as...

Sigh.

Looking at Ei's expectant gaze, Kong rubbed his forehead. In the end, he couldn't escape this fate.

Taking the pitch-black object from the plate, at this moment, with a "thrilled heart and trembling hands," Kong hesitantly took a bite.

Suddenly, his eyes widened in shock as he looked at Ei in disbelief.

It wasn't as bad as he had imagined?

Yes, it wasn't as terrible as he had expected.

The taste of coal was absolutely spot on.

It was exactly like eating a piece of charcoal!

"Husband, how does it taste?"

Ei looked at him expectantly.

Kong: "…"

What was he supposed to say?

Was he supposed to tell her that it tasted exactly like coal?

Wouldn't that hurt his wife's feelings?

No, he couldn't do that.

Kong quickly shook his head, forcing a smile onto his face as he said, "Ei, your cooking has improved a lot. This dish…"

Right, what exactly was this lump of charcoal made from?

"This dish is quite good! Crunchy and crisp!"

It was just a little… hard on the teeth.

Hearing this, Ei seemed to sigh in relief, a satisfied smile appearing on her face.

"That's good! I was worried it wouldn't suit your taste. From now on, I'll cook for you more often!"

Kong: "…"

He regretted it. He wished he could slap his past self.

Help…

"Ei, this… this isn't necessary, is it? Cooking should be left to me…"

Before Kong could finish speaking, Ei shook her head and said, "Husband, as your wife, how can I always let you cook?"

"This is my duty."

There was absolutely no need for this, dear wife!

Kong was on the verge of tears. A level ninety-nine quasi-god peak expert, crying like a child!

"Forget it. At least it won't kill me…"

Thinking this, Kong resigned himself to fate.

With his current physical strength, no matter how strange the food was, it wouldn't do anything to him!

Time passed quickly, and soon it was the next day.

"Kong, what happened to you?"

Qian Renxue asked in confusion.

Kong looked a little pale, almost as if he were sick. This made Qian Renxue quite puzzled.

Kong was a Titled Douluo. Ordinary illnesses wouldn't even make him frown, let alone affect him.

Besides, a Titled Douluo couldn't possibly get sick, right?

Unless… he had been poisoned!

Kong waved his hand and said, "I'm fine. Just a small issue. It's already taken care of."

In the end, he had underestimated Ei's cooking skills…

(End of Chapter)

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