It was a doctor's stall, surrounded by people seeking medical help.
The stall owner turned out to be a boy who looked only 8 or 9 years old. He held silver needles that seemed to be martial spirits and was highly skilled, using acupuncture to save lives.
It immediately attracted Tang San's attention.
auspicious?
Tang Yi recognized the person's identity, so it seemed that this island was indeed Purple Pearl Island.
In the original storyline, it's unclear whether it was out of gratitude for being saved or Tang San's appreciation for talent, but he was genuinely kind to Jixiang.
It's the Ten-Thousand-Year Ginseng King again, the Tang Sect's martial arts techniques again, the Sea God's Mark, and the God-given Soul Ring.
It was absolutely heartfelt.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that she treats him like a son.
Tang San even declared that Jixiang was his only disciple, and that Xue Beng should not get involved with her.
If Huo Yuhao knew about this treatment, he would be so envious he would cry.
Even without the debt of saving his life, Tang San is still attracted to Ji Xiang, just as he was attracted to Meng Yiran, who uses hidden weapons, even after he founded the Tang Sect.
Tang Yi was naturally too lazy to bother with this plot correction.
Compared to the original storyline where Jixiang was 17 years old,
Jixiang is only 8 years old now. If he accepts the Ten Thousand Year Ginseng King and the Mysterious Heaven Skill, he will be level 15 at the age of 8, and will still be a prodigy.
It will inevitably go further than the original storyline.
Without the grace of saving his life, Tang San might not necessarily be completely open with him. Tang Yi quickly looked away, no longer paying attention, and let things take their course.
However,
The tree may wish to be still, but the wind will not cease.
Among those seeking medical help were also pirates from the Purple Pearl Pirate Gang.
After seeing Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, and the other girls,
These sailors, who spend their days on ships and braving the wind and waves, could only watch from afar before their blood boiled and they began to wail and howl.
Several injured people's "family members" exchanged glances, put their arms around each other's shoulders, and walked over.
The pirates' miniature smiles drew ever closer.
"Hehehe, hehehe..."
But when they saw the dragon-bearded sea serpent on the ground, and the ten-thousand-year soul ring that Meng Yiran was absorbing, they were immediately startled.
His eyes were clear and bright, without any distracting thoughts.
These guys have the strength to hunt down and absorb ten-thousand-year-old sea spirit beasts; they are at least Soul Kings!
hiss...
A chill ran from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.
Tap tap tap—
The pirates, who had previously been sleazy and slovenly, suddenly began marching in formation, their faces showing respect, righteousness, and seriousness.
The leading pirate hesitated, then forced himself to speak:
"Brothers..."
"roll!"
Before he could finish speaking, Tang Yi interrupted him.
"Okay!"
Feeling as if they had been granted a pardon, the group huddled together like balls and rolled away into the distance.
"Holy crap, it's actually absorbing a ten-thousand-year soul ring!"
"Those people are at least Soul Kings! They might even be Soul Emperors!"
"We really escaped death!"
"Lust is a dangerous thing; I'll never do it again!"
The pirates were covered in cold sweat and were filled with lingering fear.
They were about to go to a tavern to have a drink to calm their nerves when a blue-haired man blocked their way.
"Get out of the way!"
The leader of the pirates was already annoyed and immediately roared.
"Wait, boss, this kid is definitely a nobleman. He must have a lot of money on him!"
The two pirates next to him noticed Tang San's appearance and their eyes lit up.
Such an extremely handsome man could make a fortune even if sold to a rich woman!
Not to mention the undeniable air of nobility he exudes; he's definitely from a prominent family and must possess a considerable amount of fine goods.
"Hmph, you provoked me first. You have no one to blame but yourselves for your deaths."
Tang San's face was icy cold. The pirates didn't even see him move before they were killed by countless tiny silver needles.
What just happened naturally did not escape Tang San's notice.
There's only one reason why the eldest brother won't kill these people: he'll make him do it!
Tang San was very clear about his role as an executioner, the sharpest blade in his elder brother's hand.
Anyway, in his previous life he was an assassin in the Tang Clan who did dirty work and committed underhanded acts, so this was a good fit for his profession, and he was back to his old ways.
Bang bang bang—
Three pirates fell.
"Hey, what's wrong with them?"
The crowd suddenly became agitated, and several fishermen carried them to Jixiang.
"Um?"
Although Tang San's methods were very subtle, no one could catch him as the one who did the dirty work.
But Jixiang, who also used needles and was a needle-wielding spirit, sensed something amiss and stared intently at Tang San's back.
If his judgment is correct, then the blue-haired man's methods of killing are truly unpredictable!
Contact with such a strange and powerful person is extremely dangerous.
Jixiang's face showed struggle.
In the end, he packed up his stall and, gritting his teeth, chased after them.
That method of killing with silver needles... he had to try it, even if it risked his life!
...
Two hours later.
After Meng Yiran finished absorbing the spirit ring, Tang San gained a new little brother.
"Big brother, this is Jixiang, his martial soul is Silver Needle, and he has already joined the Tang Sect. He will come with us."
It seems that Tang San still couldn't resist the temptation of Ji Xiang.
The Ten-Thousand-Year Ginseng King was enough to provide his Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul with a decent Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring, so he was willing to give it up.
Ji Xiang possesses noble character and is dedicated to saving lives and healing the wounded.
Perhaps it's for the same reason why the cunning Cao Cao admired the loyal and righteous Guan Yu.
Even bad people know that passing on their mantle to a virtuous disciple can ensure their old age, and the cunning Tang San is no exception.
Moreover, the Silver Needle Martial Soul is too suitable for the Way of Hidden Weapons, and Tang San couldn't bear to bury such talent.
"You are the leader of the Tang Clan, so you can make the decision."
Tang Yi naturally wouldn't refuse his younger brother this much face.
Tang Chen, on the other hand, curiously sized up Ji Xiang.
Tang San's extraordinary feat of raising Ji Xiang, who had zero innate soul power, to level 15, naturally did not escape Tang Chen's notice.
Those born with zero soul power cannot cultivate; this is a fundamental law. To allow mortals to become extraordinary is to defy the heavens.
His mind was completely focused on Tang Yi.
It now seems that Tang San's great-grandson is not simple either.
"Xiao Yi, you can go by yourselves."
"I'll take my leave first; I'll let you know when you're done."
Tang Chen gave Tang San a deep look, then gave Tang Yi a few more instructions before disappearing from sight.
Neither he nor Poseidon should appear in public, so how could they bring a junior along for a private rendezvous?
Upon arriving at Purple Pearl Island,
With auspicious guidance, everyone can reach Poseidon Island on their own.
They're not going to fight a war, they're going to gain experience, so they don't need Tang Chen to protect them.
Tang began to get curious.
With his talent, what kind of sea god's test could he trigger?