Chaotian Xiang's expression shifted slightly. "So, it's the famed Immovable King Zhao of the Spirit Master world. No wonder we'd encounter such a young Spirit Sage even on the outskirts of the Star Dou Forest."
Zhao Wuji chuckled awkwardly, thinking to himself that his reputation in the Spirit Master world was probably more of an infamous one.
Respecting the reputations of Dragon Duke and Serpent Grandmother, Zhao Wuji spoke cautiously. "Senior Serpent Grandmother, why don't we settle this according to the rules of the Spirit Master world? Let the two juniors compete fairly, and the winner claims the spirit beast. What do you think?"
Oscar opened his mouth to protest, but Zhao Wuji stopped him, having his own plans in mind.
After a moment of silence, Chaotian Xiang nodded in agreement. After all, both sides had contributed to the hunt, and it wouldn't be reasonable to expect Zhao Wuji's group to forfeit outright.
Zhao Wuji's lips curled into a subtle smile. "Tang San, you'll compete with the Serpent Grandmother's granddaughter."
Tang San stepped forward from beside Oscar, stopping in front of Meng Yiran. The young girl glanced at him with confusion. "You're competing with me? Isn't it him?" she asked, pointing at Oscar.
Tang San replied helplessly, "He's a food-type Spirit Master—how could he compete with you? I'm at rank thirty but haven't obtained my third spirit ring yet, so we're well-matched."
His words surprised both Chaotian Xiang and Meng Yiran. A fourteen-year-old food-type Spirit Master at rank thirty? That talent was incredible!
And Tang San himself? He looked even younger and was already at rank thirty as well. Were these people all geniuses?
As Tang San and Meng Yiran prepared for their spirit power duel, Oscar interjected with a mischievous grin. "Wait a second. I feel like this match is still a bit unfair for us."
Meng Yiran frowned, her tone sharp. "What's unfair about it?"
Oscar, his peach blossom eyes gleaming, grinned slyly. "Well, if we win, we'll still absorb the spirit ring. But if we lose, we have to give the spirit beast to you. How about this—if Tang San wins, you give him a kiss?"
"Scoundrel!" Meng Yiran glared at Oscar, furious.
Although Tang San felt a bit tempted—after all, Meng Yiran, at sixteen or seventeen, was already a beauty with a well-developed figure—he maintained a calm front. "Little Ao, that's enough. That's going too far."
As Tang San spoke, he sneaked a glance at Xiao Wu, only to find that she wasn't paying attention to him.
The duel between Tang San and Meng Yiran began, unfolding similarly to the original events, though this time Tang San won even more easily. With his long accumulation at rank thirty, Meng Yiran was no match for him.
By the end of the fight, Meng Yiran's combat suit was shredded by Blue Silver Grass barbs, creating a faintly alluring sight. Both Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun stared openly, mesmerized. After all, Meng Yiran was undeniably a beauty, and Ma Hongjun felt the "evil fire" within him stirring.
Standing next to Su Ming, Xiao Wu immediately covered his eyes with her hand. "Brother, you're not allowed to look. What's so good about that?"
Inside, Xiao Wu felt a bit jealous, though her primary concern was her own undeveloped figure compared to Meng Yiran's.
Chaotian Xiang sighed softly. "It's settled. We lost this match."
Though Meng Yiran had fought with all her might, she had no choice but to accept the loss.
Meanwhile, Oscar eagerly brought a large sausage to Tang San, grinning. "Here, eat this, brother. If I have any success in the future, I'll never forget your help!"
Hearing this, Su Ming and the three women nearby chose to ignore him. In the original events, if not for Tang San's help, no amount of talent could have allowed Oscar to match Tang San's success.
Snake Gradmnother, calm and composed, said, "A loss is a loss. This matter ends here, and I'll remember it."
Zhao Wuji wasn't concerned about Snake Granny's potential threats. The Dragon-Snake couple were known to keep their word, so he wasn't worried about trouble. With a glance, he signaled Oscar to hurry up and kill the Phoenix-Tailed Cockscomb Snake.
Oscar, however, hadn't forgotten the earlier bet. His peach blossom eyes twinkling mischievously, he looked at Meng Yiran. "A deal's a deal. Shouldn't you kiss Tang San now?"
Meng Yiran flushed with anger and glanced at the average-looking Tang San. She was reluctant to give up her first kiss so casually.
Tang San, his heart pounding, quickly waved his hands. "No, no, that was just Little Ao joking around. There's no need to take it seriously."
Su Ming stepped in as well. "Little Ao, stop making trouble. You're lucky to even have this Phoenix-Tailed Cockscomb Snake. It's because Snake Grandmother is honorable and keeps her word. If it were someone else, things might not have gone so smoothly. Remember, her husband isn't far away and might show up any moment."
Hearing Su Ming's words, Snake Grandmother felt some of her anger dissipate. At least this young man understood the situation, unlike the fool who kept pushing her granddaughter into an uncomfortable bet.
Oscar laughed awkwardly, while Zhao Wuji shot him a glare. If Snake Grandmother grew dissatisfied and went back on her word, Zhao Wuji wouldn't know where to cry. He had to admit that Su Ming was right—this outcome relied on their opponents' integrity. Otherwise, the Dragon Duke and Snake Grandmother could easily return with reinforcements and annihilate them.
Meng Yiran, hearing Su Ming's defense, turned to look at him. How had she not noticed such a handsome young man earlier? He was far more attractive than Tang San. She also felt relieved, grateful she didn't have to fulfill the bet.
Not wanting to waste any more time, Oscar quickly stabbed his broken blade into the snake's tumor and sat cross-legged to absorb its spirit ring.
Meanwhile, Su Ming recalled how, in the original story, Meng Yiran had later hunted a Man-Faced Demon Spider, only to indirectly benefit Tang San. He decided to add a little challenge for Tang San while ensuring Meng Yiran's safety.
Casually, Su Ming asked Snake Granny, "Senior Snake Grandmother, what kind of spirit beast do you plan to hunt next for your granddaughter's third spirit ring?"
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