299: Chapter 299 The Young Master

"You, you guys..."

By the time Tang San crawled up from the ground,

The Holy Son of Spirit Hall had already long since disappeared without a trace.

Xiao Wu stood where she was,

Arms crossed over her chest,

Looking at the drenched, bedraggled Tang San with some disdain.

"Are you satisfied now? They're angry, and Mama is angry too!"

Xiao Wu's face was full of displeasure.

"Xiao Wu, I... I'm injured,"

Tang San felt somewhat aggrieved.

"Please, you're a Spirit Master. It was just boiling water; if it scalds you that easily, why are you even a Spirit Master? You're so weak... and you said you'd protect me. How can you protect me like this!"

"I..."

Tang San was left speechless, choked by her words.

Thinking about it, it seemed to make sense.

He couldn't act weak in front of Xiao Wu.

Seeing Xiao Wu turn to leave,

He immediately chased after her, acting like a lackey, fussing over her needs by her side.

"Xiao Wu, it's all my fault. I thought if you left with them, you wouldn't come back."

"I was anxious; I shouldn't have disturbed your reunion with Mama."

"Every mistake is my mistake."

"Xiao Wu, scold me, hit me!"

"As long as you forgive me, Xiao Wu, I'll do anything you ask."

Hearing Tang San's humble words, Xiao Wu slightly raised her chin: "Little San, seeing as your attitude is so sincere, Sister Xiao Wu can forgive you for today, but Sister Xiao Wu has a request..."

"Xiao Wu, say it. As long as I can do it, I will," Tang San immediately spoke up.

"Go back to the academy first."

"Um... Xiao Wu..."

"What is it?"

"Your mother... she isn't the Holy Son of Spirit Hall's woman, is she?"

Tang San hesitated for a moment,

But asked the question he had been wanting to ask in his heart.

If Xiao Wu's mother's man was the Saint,

Then in the future when he was with Xiao Wu,

What would he call the Saint?

And what excuse would he use to destroy Spirit Hall?

Could it be...

A son hitting his daddy?

If that were the case, Tang San's difficulty in gathering the faith of the Douluo Continent would increase exponentially.

"Hmph, what if she is, and what if she isn't?"

Xiao Wu really wanted to say that regardless of whether she was or not, you'd still have to call him 'Step-father.'

After all, the Blue Silver Emperor had already followed the Saint.

"Xiao Wu..."

"What now?"

Seeing Xiao Wu's impatience, Tang San spoke cautiously: "Xiao Wu, your mother crippled Ma Hongjun. When Ma Hongjun wakes up, he'll definitely take it out on you, so when the time comes, just bear with it a bit..."

Xiao Wu's expression changed: "Little San, what do you mean? Are you going to stand on his side and bully me together?"

"No, Xiao Wu, no matter what happens, I will stand by your side. I'm just giving you a heads-up so you're prepared. I swear, if they really dare to bully you, I, Tang San, will be the first to object; they would certainly have a way to court death."

At Shrek Academy, the moment he saw Xiao Wu return, Ma Hongjun's eyes turned blood-red, and he panted like an ox.

He scrambled up from the bed, wanting to fight Xiao Wu to the death. God knows how important his 'brother' was to him.

Especially for someone like him who felt uncomfortable all over if he didn't indulge for two days; when he learned of his situation, it felt like the sky was falling.

"Slap!"

Flender slapped him, hitting Ma Hongjun heavily on the head. Ma Hongjun let out an 'ouch.'

"Stinky brat, what did I just tell you? It was purely an accident. Xiao Wu's mother definitely kicked the wrong spot. You should be grateful; there's still hope for your recovery when you go to Spirit City."

"No... no, Boss Dai, he..."

"Mubai is Mubai, and you are you."

Seeing Ma Hongjun about to reveal the truth about Dai Mubai, Flender slapped Ma Hongjun's head again.

One breakdown was enough; if another one happened, Flender himself would break down.

"The Healing Soul Master said yours is fine. Could I, your teacher, lie to you?"

Flender felt mentally exhausted. He had told two lies and didn't know if he could cover them up in the future.

"Little San, take a look, is it possible to recover?"

Tang San caught Flender's look and understood what he needed to do.

...

At this moment inside the hotel, Su Wen took out his Red Oil-paper Umbrella.

Of the nine runes on the umbrella, only two remained now.

The moment he opened the oil umbrella, seven streaks of red mist drifted out instantly.

Immediately after, soft and charming voices echoed in the surroundings.

"Husband!"

"Husband~"

Before the Ghost Brides even appeared, their voices had already reached his ears.

Bi Ji and Ye Yuaner were somewhat surprised to see this scene.

They knew that Su Wen's Ghost Brides were not supposed to speak.

But now, not only could they speak, but they could also let out laughter.

"Husband!"

A hand brushed across Su Wen's cheek, and the figure of a Ghost Bride appeared faintly before him.

At the same time, six Ghost Brides appeared all around, surrounding Su Wen in the center.

Their feet rested on red lotuses, dressed in red with fair hands; the blood-red wedding dresses cast a dark red hue over the entire room.

Su Wen looked at the Ghost Bride closest to him, his expression slightly stunned.

She was smiling!

"Husband, did you call for me?"

The Ghost Bride's voice was raspy and carried an echo.

In her hand, she held a disk, dark black in color, with dark golden patterns on the edges.

It was covered with Life and Death runes and Nether-colored seal characters.

The disk was divided into several layers of rings, which slowly rotated in opposite directions, with a faint gray Reincarnation mist flowing between the rings.

This Ghost Bride's spirit rings were unexpectedly identical to Su Wen's spirit rings.

The other Ghost Brides were the same.

Some of them were smiling, some had plain expressions, and some appeared somewhat cold and aloof.

The spirit rings were also one yellow, one purple, three black, and two red.

Whether it was Bi Ji or Ye Yuaner, even though they were mentally prepared, they were still shocked to see this scene.

Anyone who didn't know better would think he had killed fourteen Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Beasts.

"Xiao Wen, they seem to have expressions now, and they can speak..."

Ye Yuaner looked at them curiously; although they had some expressions on their faces, she could still feel a cold and eerie atmosphere coming from them.

Su Wen nodded; even the Ghost Emperor Bride had spoken.

They would certainly speak as well; Su Wen was prepared for this, as they had possessed their own consciousness from the very beginning.

"What is your name?"

"Husband has not yet given this servant a name!"

The Ghost Bride drifted back half a step, her head slightly lowered.

"Ahem, what is your Spirit?"

"This servant does not know; I only know the function of the Spirit."

"Tell me your Spirit Abilities!"

The Ghost Bride slightly raised her head and reached out her hand.

The disk began to rotate slowly in the palm of her hand.

"First Spirit Skill, Reincarnation!"

"Effect: Allows an enemy to reincarnate and cultivate again while retaining their memories. Ineffective if the target is ten levels higher than oneself or if their Mental Energy exceeds one's own!"

"Second Spirit Skill, Soul Extraction!"

"Effect: Forcibly extracts the enemy's Soul. It can be imprisoned, preventing them from ever entering Reincarnation, or it can be placed into another body. Ineffective if the target is ten levels higher than oneself; if their Mental Energy exceeds one's own, the failure rate is very high."

The Ghost Bride had just finished describing two Spirit Abilities, and Ye Yuaner and Bi Ji were already stunned.