For example, with eye techniques—Tang San possessed the Purple Demon Eye.But Zhang Fan had exchanged 15,000 modification points for an eye—Tear of the Void.

This was an incredibly powerful artifact. Wherever it passed, time and space would become distorted. It could also alter and slice through space.

It even had the ability called "Inches Away from the End of the World," which could instantly teleport an enemy from right beside you to the edge of a cliff—letting them fall off and seek some kind of fate down below. Of course, they might also just die.

And theTear of the Voidcould also fully cover his body in defense.

Not to mention, his version wasgolden, different from the silver one in theFox Spiritanime.

When it covered his whole body, it looked like he was coated in a layer of golden light.

As for his three soul skills:

First Soul Skill: Lightning Flash Sword StyleSecond Soul Skill: A Single Sword's Chill Pierces Nineteen ProvincesThird Soul Skill: Blazing Heaven-Cleaving Slash

Each of these was immensely powerful.

HisNine Yang Divine Arthad reached the third level, giving him a constant, surging flow of true energy. His comprehension had increased as well, allowing him to learn things insanely fast.

HisDragon Claw Handhad reached a level where a single strike left afterimages of dragon claws—devastatingly strong.

HisGod-Demon Steps, when activated, emitted an aura of murderous divinity within a 300-meter radius—like a personal domain. Anyone caught in it would be instantly overwhelmed with fear, as if facing gods and demons.

At this moment, he began to wonder:What kind of goodies will Tang Hao bring him tonight?

A100,000-year soul bone from Ah Yin?

Or maybe... evenAh Yin herself as a seedling?

He was starting to look forward to it.

Zhang Fan had a dorm room all to himself. The window beside his bed looked out at a lake, surrounded on three sides by mountains and lush forests. The scenery was beautiful.

He sat on the bed, appreciating the peaceful view.

Meanwhile, Zhao Wuji finally recovered after munching on several sausage sticks, took a shower, and washed off all the black filth.

His hair stood straight up. It was fine when wet, but once dry, it just stuck out like spikes.

"Seriously, what the hell…"

He was still speechless.

Then he recalled Zhang Fan's earlier sword attack.

"That thing was stupidly fast."

It even hadlightning attributes.

It had vanished from view in a flash.

And in the next instant, he was struck.

Lightning exploded on impact. If not for hisImmovable Vajra Body's golden shield, he might've been skinned alive.

This little guy is only twelve years old, already level 38, and even hasthree10,000-year soul rings. The future? Unimaginable.

As for Tang San, he was decent too. Though his final strike left Zhao Wuji wondering what the hell that was even supposed to be.

Still, he could tell the kid wasinsidiously cunning—poison, hidden weapons, sneak attacks—he tried every dirty trick.

Absolutely shameless.

Thankfully, Zhao Wuji acted quickly and easily took him down. Still, it was kind of embarrassing.

All because of Zhang Fan.

Tang San shared a dorm withOscarandDai Mubai.

Tang San's bed was next to the window. He stared blankly at the sky, totally defeated.

His Goldfish Whisker Needle was supposed to be top-tier among the Tang Sect's hidden weapons, even effective against Soul Sages… yet it was completely useless.

Dai Mubai glanced at Tang San with a complicated expression.

That guy was strong—stronger than me. Only level 29, yet he forced Teacher Zhao to go all out. I couldn't have done that.

He didn't mind Tang San's sneaky tactics—he believed thatas long as the goal was achieved, any method was fair game.

But Tang San was too arrogant.

And then he got overshadowed by Zhang Fan's brilliance.

That thunderous sword strike... holy crap, it was ridiculously cool.

With Xiao Wu's distraction, he had slashed down like thunder and flattened Teacher Zhao, who was built like a damn mountain.

Even Dai Mubai was shocked… and jealous.

Because he had seen how closeZhu Zhuqingstood beside Zhang Fan.

Zhu Zhuqing—the woman he felt the greatest compatibility with. He even believed they had potential for a futureMartial Soul Fusion Techniquetogether.

And yet, she waslooking at Zhang Fan differently, even praised him for being handsome—with her cold demeanor and all.

Jealousy surged in his heart.

So this… is what jealousy feels like? Kinda new… kinda weird.

Oscar, meanwhile, was lost in thoughts of his goddess—Ning Rongrong.

The moment he saw her, he froze, as if he were gazing at an angel.

She was the dream girl he imagined he'd have to work years to win over.

But… Ning Rongrong didn't seem interested in him.

Instead, she acted very friendly toward Zhang Fan.

Even fangirled over him, squealing and calling him handsome.

That night, their dorm wasdestined to be sleepless.

Meanwhile, Zhang Fan wassnoring happily, sleeping like a baby.

The night was misty and quiet.

Life is but a dream.

Tang Hao returned, travel-worn and exhausted.

"Ancestor Zhang Fan, please come out!"

In his dreams, Zhang Fan was holding a beauty in each arm, living the good life.

Suddenly, a respectful voice snapped him awake.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes.

Wasn't that Tang Hao's voice?!

He looked toward the window and saw a tall figure in a black robe, backlit by moonlight. The man wore a black hood and stood silently.

"Who are you?"Zhang Fan asked, frowning, pretending not to recognize Tang Hao.

"You don't need to know who I am. You only need to know... you are my ancestor!"Tang Hao said reverently, pulling out a delicate box.

Zhang Fan was stunned.

Since when did I become Tang Hao's ancestor?!

This left him completely dumbfounded.

Still, thesystem's ability to rewrite plot ruleswas truly insane.

He was worried that Tang Hao might snap out of it any moment and tear him apart, so he stayed cautious.

"This is the first gift for Ancestor."Tang Hao carefully held out the ornate box with great reverence.

Zhang Fan took a glance and immediately recognized it as the100,000-year soul bone from Ah Yin.

"How could I possibly accept this?"

"You are my ancestor. If you don't accept it, it would be my greatest disgrace!"Tang Hao said solemnly.

"Alright then, I'll reluctantly accept it."Zhang Fan said, storing it in his spatial ring.

Tang Hao beamed like a kid, grinning from ear to ear.

Zhang Fan was speechless.

This guy's completely nuts. System, you're really something…

"Whoosh—"The next moment, Tang Hao pulled out a glowing blue grass—a Blue Silver Emperor seedling, with patterns of blue and silver across its surface.

"This is the second gift for Ancestor—please accept this Blue Silver Emperor sapling!"Tang Hao begged with a serious face.

"Fine, I'll take it."

Zhang Fan cheerfully stashed it away.

Damn, Tang Hao's such a good and silly guy. Even gave away his wife. What a good grandson…

He grinned from ear to ear.

But Tang Haowasn't done yet.

"You got more gifts for your dear ancestor, don't you?"Zhang Fan asked, seeing that Tang Hao still hadn't left.

(End of Chapter)

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