Chapter 53: Peerless Dragon Snake
As the Face Demon Spider soul ring slowly condensed on its corpse, three uninvited guests rapidly flashed out from the forest.
The arrivals were not the most threatening soul beasts, but upon seeing these three people, Tang San still couldn’t help but feel a sinking heart.
“Xiao Mo, the other side comes with ill intent, what do we do?”
Locking his gaze, Tang San recognized two of the three: it was the Snake Dowager and Meng Yiran, who had previously competed with them for the phoenix tail cockscomb snake.
The elder standing at the very front was someone Tang San had never seen before, but judging from his aura, the opponent’s strength should be somewhat stronger than the Snake Dowager’s.
Now Zhao Wuji was not here, and if a dispute broke out, it would be hard for the two of them to gain the upper hand.
“What do we do? What else can we do? Go ahead and absorb this soul ring with peace of mind. Even if the king of heaven comes today, he can’t take this soul ring away…”
Ling Mo said domineeringly, stepping forward. Of course he knew who had come—it was none other than the renowned Peerless Dragon Snake Couple from the Soul Master World?
If it were before, Ling Mo might have feared them a little, but now? Why should Ling Mo fear them?
“You again? Stinky brat, you’ve robbed my soul rings multiple times. Today, if you don’t give me a satisfactory explanation, don’t think about leaving…”
Meng Yiran looked at the already dead Face Demon Spider with a collapsing mood, pointing at Tang San as she said.
This Meng Yiran was indeed a fine beauty. If it were before, Ling Mo probably would have gone for her.
But in this current situation, it really wasn’t appropriate.
Earlier, the two seemed to have some kind of conflict erupt. Tang San frowned tightly, while Ling Mo directly stepped forward and said: “Explanation? Miss, are you still asleep? Do we need to explain to you?”
As soon as these words came out, both sides were shocked, and Tang San especially revealed an arrogant gaze.
“What’s wrong with Xiao Mo? This doesn’t seem like his character?”
Tang San was puzzled. He believed he already understood Ling Mo quite well. Given his character, knowing the opponent’s strength was powerful, why say such words?
“Such a big tone! Brat, do you want to die?”
Hearing Ling Mo’s boastful words, Meng Shu immediately flew into a rage, a burst of killing intent erupting.
His piercing gaze directly locked onto Ling Mo, an overwhelming pressure instantly bearing down.
Unfortunately, this overwhelming pressure might have some effect against Tang San, but… Ling Mo’s Five-Colored Divine Light was no pushover.
“Haha, you two must be the renowned Peerless Dragon Snake from the Soul Master World, right? Your aura is indeed powerful…
But do you really think that just a famous name can scare me?”
Ling Mo said with a relaxed laugh. Though he appeared calm and composed, in reality, his palms were sweating. The Small Tower was already operating, preparing to release Ghost Lord at any moment.
Standing in front of him was a Soul Douluo! Daring to confront a Soul Douluo-level strong expert, Ling Mo truly had the courage of one skilled in the arts.
“This is really exciting…”
Despite sweat on his palms and the back of his hands, Ling Mo still didn’t retreat a single step. Joking aside, he’d already boasted so much—retreating now would be slapping his own face, right?
“You know us?”
Sure enough, as soon as Ling Mo spoke, Dragon Duke Meng Shu revealed a trace of surprise.
Seeing Ling Mo’s calm expression, he thought this brat might have some great origin. Even knowing their famous name, he still refused to yield!
“Of course I know you, Senior! Your great name is renowned far and wide! Unfortunately… even if the king of heaven himself came today, he couldn’t take this soul ring. Please show some restraint, Senior…”
Ling Mo maintained his smile, while Tang San behind him was completely dumbfounded! He wondered where Ling Mo got the confidence to compete with a Soul Douluo-level strong expert.
Seeing the shining eight soul rings on the opponent, Tang San’s heart chilled to his soles!
At this moment, a slight movement flashed from behind. Everyone looked over to see Zhao Wuji arriving with the others.
“Xiao San, Xiao Mo, are you alright?”
Rushing over quickly, Zhao Wuji didn’t have time to observe the situation and walked straight toward Ling Mo and Tang San.
The moment he saw Dragon Duke, he couldn’t catch his breath and nearly choked!
This world was too small! What he feared was exactly what came! How was old Zhao so unlucky?
Besides Zhao Wuji, the others also arrived at the scene one after another, but given the tense atmosphere of the confrontation, no one dared say a word.
“Zhao Wuji has seen Senior Dragon Duke…”
No time for greetings, upon seeing Dragon Duke Meng Shu, Zhao Wuji braced himself and politely said.
“You’re Zhao Wuji? I haven’t settled the score with you yet for robbing my granddaughter’s soul ring earlier, and here you come delivering yourself!
Very good. From the looks of it, these two brats are your students too?
Looks like you’re deliberately opposing me! Fine then, since that’s the case, we’ll settle both new and old scores together…”
Dragon Duke was holding in a belly full of anger. Poor old Zhao didn’t come early or late, but right at this moment.
“This…”
With a face full of shock, Zhao Wuji was at a loss for words. Dragon Duke, in rage, instantly swung his Dragon Head Cane, directly forcing Zhao Wuji back dozens of steps.
Battle was imminent. Zhao Wuji knew he wasn’t the opponent’s match, but thinking of the children behind him, he still braced himself.
“Senior Dragon Duke! Is there some misunderstanding here?”
Zhao Wuji knew he couldn’t win and tried to salvage something!
Unexpectedly, Dragon Duke didn’t listen at all, his aura surging as he flew into complete rage…
The Dragon Head Cane struck again, terrifying power instantly exploding. But from this strike, even if Zhao Wuji unleashed his Martial Soul True Body with full power, he might not be able to block it.
Not to mention he was already injured earlier and hadn’t recovered yet.
“Teacher Zhao, danger…”
Everyone was shocked, thinking this Dragon Duke really didn’t lecture reason, and they all rushed forward.
Unfortunately, how could they possibly block this strike?
Just then, suddenly a Precious Sword descended from the sky. With the momentum of one sword, it instantly forced Dragon Duke back.
“What?”
Everyone was shocked. Dust filled the scene, that Greatsword gleaming in mid-air.
“What happened?”
Amid the confusion, beside Ling Mo, unbeknownst at some point, stood a corpse wearing armor!
“Ghost!”
Ghost Lord’s appearance scared the girls present silly. Zhu Zhuqing showed fear on her face, while Ning Rongrong was so frightened she hid away.
Meng Yiran was the same; Ghost Lord’s appearance was indeed quite terrifying.
“This… what’s the situation?” Dragon Duke Meng Shu looked blankly at the corpse beside Ling Mo.
Others might not see it, but he certainly could— the one who had blocked his attack earlier was precisely this corpse.
Dust settled, the Greatsword returned to Ghost Lord’s hand, his mighty and unyielding massive figure standing there, deterring all directions.
“Xiao Mo, who is this senior?”
Zhao Wuji instantly realized that from the power of that earlier sword, this corpse’s strength was even more terrifying than Meng Shu’s.
When did even corpses become so powerful? The world truly had all sorts of wonders.
Zhao Wuji had never seen such a strange thing in his life, and even Dragon Duke hadn’t heard of it.
Everyone was puzzled…
“This is my Bodyguard! As everyone knows, I’m a student, so bringing my own bodyguard is perfectly reasonable, right?”
Ling Mo said with a light laugh, not wanting to tell them Ghost Lord’s origin!
“Bodyguard?”
Ling Mo didn’t know how devastating this one sentence was to the others.
What kind of strength was this, to have a Titled Douluo-level bodyguard equipped at all times?
Even Dai Mubai, Ning Rongrong, and the others present didn’t have such a setup!
Dragon Duke Meng Shu was completely dumbfounded. He thought he could vent for his granddaughter, but suddenly Ghost Lord appeared, reversing the situation instantly.
“No wonder this brat was so firm earlier…” Meng Shu instantly understood why Ling Mo dared speak to him that way—he really had backing.
“Senior Dragon Duke, as I said! This soul ring, even if the king of heaven comes today, you can’t take it…”
Ling Mo said once more. And it had to be said, this feeling was truly exhilarating! This grave dug was too worthwhile.
