Diary—Chapter 60: Tang San is in Despair—He Might as Well Die

Diary—Chapter 60: Tang San is in Despair—He Might as Well Die

Not long after Gu Yuena left with the Titan Giant Ape, Dai Mubai was the first to wake up.

After feeling a force pressing down on him, Dai Mubai subconsciously kicked out.

Zhao Wuji, who was kicked away, also regained consciousness. While rolling through the air, he felt intense pain all over his body, causing him to let out a shrill roar.

"Uh ah ah!!!"

Zhao Wuji's roar woke the others.

When they saw Zhao Wuji rolling on the ground, everyone rushed over to check on him.

"How are you, Mr. Zhao? Is there anything wrong?"

Zhao Wuji refused to let them touch him, grimacing with a painful expression, his face wrinkled, and his voice hoarse.

"Don't touch me—I can't bear the pain right now. Oscar, give me a recovery sausage quickly."

Oscar instinctively urged his soul power to chant the spell for making sausages.

However, when he saw that Oscar had an extra soul ring on his body—still white, representing the tenth level—Zhao Wuji didn't even care about his pain. He immediately grabbed it and exclaimed,

"Oscar, what's going on? Why did you absorb a ten-year soul ring?"

Oscar looked down, and when he saw the white soul ring surrounding him, he was suddenly struck by lightning. His whole body froze on the spot.

"What's happening? Why is this happening? Why do I have a ten-year soul ring?"

Oscar could feel that this was not an illusion.

The shackles that had previously limited his ability to improve his soul power level had vanished, meaning that this ten-year soul ring was indeed his third soul ring.

According to the best configuration recognized by the Douluo Continent, a third soul ring could already be a thousand-year level.

There are many soul masters with good talents and backgrounds, and they will not even choose the ten-year level for their first soul ring.

Just like Oscar, his first and second soul rings were yellow, at the hundred-year level. But when it came to his third, it inexplicably reverted to ten years.

How could Oscar, known as a genius food-type soul master, accept this?

Oscar's lips trembled as he came back to his senses, his legs weakening. He fell to his knees with a thud, roaring in despair.

"How could this happen? Why? Why is this happening?!"

Seeing Oscar's emotional collapse, Zhao Wuji knew he wouldn't get an answer from him. So he turned to Dai Mubai, Tang San, and Ma Hongjun, and asked in a deep voice,

"What just happened? Didn't you run away? Why are you all unconscious here? And what's wrong with Oscar's ten-year soul ring?"

Faced with Zhao Wuji's series of questions, Tang San, Dai Mubai, and Ma Hongjun were all confused and shook their heads.

"We don't know either. We fainted for no reason, and when we woke up, this was the situation."

Just as Zhao Wuji was about to ask more, Tang San's heart suddenly jumped. He had a bad premonition and hurriedly urged his soul power to release his blue silver grass.

When he saw the white soul ring atop the blue-silver grass, his hand began to tremble.

"Why is this happening? Why did I absorb a ten-year soul ring as well? What just happened?"

Tang San was stunned.

It was understandable for Oscar to absorb a ten-year soul ring, but why had he done the same?

Who had done this?

Seeing Tang San's three soul rings, Zhao Wuji asked instinctively,

"Has your soul power reached level 30?"

After saying that, Zhao Wuji realized something. He stared at the white soul ring on the blue silver grass in Tang San's hand, gritting his teeth.

"What did you idiots do? Why did you absorb ten-year soul rings one after another? Can you tell me what you were thinking?!"

Zhao Wuji was going crazy.

Whether it was Tang San or Oscar, their talents were among the best on the continent. They had become soul elders at such a young age, with the potential to surpass even Qin Ming.

But when Qin Ming's fifth soul ring was only at the Thousand Years level, Flanders and Zhao Wuji were already feeling disappointed.

Now, Tang San and Oscar were repeating Qin Ming's mistakes.

No—what they were doing was even more outrageous.

The ten-year soul ring and the millennium soul ring are not only a hundred times different in age, but also more than a thousand times inferior in function and power compared to the thousand-year soul ring.

At this moment, Zhao Wuji even regretted not dying at the hands of the Titan Giant Ape.

If that had happened, Tang San and Oscar's subsequent responsibilities wouldn't concern him.

But now, as the leader of the soul-hunting operation, he would bear the main responsibility for this incident.

Especially since Tang Hao, Tang San's father, was a Titled Douluo. If Tang Hao found out about this, even if Zhao Wuji avoided being beaten to death, he would certainly be crippled.

Just as Zhao Wuji was at a loss, Tang San trembled, urging his soul power to activate his second martial soul—the Clear Sky Hammer.

When he saw the three white soul rings surrounding the Clear Sky Hammer, a surge of blood rushed through his body, and he collapsed to the ground.

"NO!!!"

Tang San, usually very calm, completely broke down.

The Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul was his greatest reliance. According to Yu Xiaogang's plan, he was supposed to add soul rings to it after reaching at least the Soul Saint level.

That way, each soul ring would be over ten thousand years old.

But now, he was only a Level 30 Soul Elder, and his Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul had three ten-year soul rings.

He, a genius with twin martial souls, had become a waste like Yu Xiaogang.

Seeing the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul in Tang San's hand, Zhao Wuji, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and even Oscar couldn't help but widen their eyes.

If Tang San had revealed his twin souls earlier, everyone would have thought he was a peerless genius.

But now, witnessing him with three white soul rings, he looked like a complete failure.

Zhao Wuji felt so heartbroken he couldn't breathe. He wondered if Tang Hao would even bother to punish him.

When Oscar saw that Tang San was worse off than himself, he felt a strange sense of relief.

He only had one ten-year soul ring, after all, but Tang San, with twin martial souls, now had four more.

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun exchanged looks and saw the relief in each other's eyes.

Fortunately, their soul levels hadn't reached the point of absorbing soul rings.

Otherwise, they might have shared the same fate as Tang San and Oscar.

(End of this chapter)