Chương 5: Tang 3 is shocked, Titan Giant Ape Soul Bone
Douluo Continent: The insane cultivation speed left Tang San speechless. · 佚名 · 25 chương · ~14 phút đọc · Tạo 29/07/2026
Tang San's face flushed red, and his fists clenched tightly.
Old Jack stood there helplessly, his face full of embarrassment.
Su Chen took a step forward.
Golden light exploded from his body, and the phantom of a five-clawed golden dragon soared into the sky, circling above his head.
The dragon scales reflected a dazzling golden luster in the sunlight. The dragon opened its eyes and looked down at the earth, and an ancient and primordial pressure spread in all directions like a tide.
Martial Soul Release—Ancestral Dragon!
Immediately afterwards, a purple soul ring rose from Su Chen's feet and slowly rotated around his body.
Purple Millennium Soul Ring.
A six-year-old child has developed a purple soul ring that only Soul Masters and above are entitled to possess.
The gatekeeper's pupils suddenly shrank to pinpoints.
His mouth gaped open, his finger trembling violently as he pointed at Su Chen, "A purple... purple spirit ring?! That's impossible! How old are you?!"
He knew all too well what a purple spirit ring meant.
There are only a handful of purple spirit rings in the entire Notting Academy.
Let alone a purple spirit ring, he couldn't afford to offend even a spirit master with a white spirit ring, which means the other person is a spirit master.
The gap between a Soul Master and an ordinary person is greater than the gap between a person and a dog.
The security guard collapsed onto the ground.
He remembered how he had just told them to "get lost," called them "nobodies," and called them "poor losers"...
It's over.
I offended a genius.
A genius he could never afford to offend in his lifetime.
The documents in Old Jack's hand fell to the ground, and the wind blew several pages over, but he was completely unaware.
He stared blankly at the swirling purple spirit ring around Su Chen's body, his lips trembling, and after a long while, he managed to squeeze out a sentence: "Su... Su Chen, when did you get a spirit ring? And a purple one at that?!"
All he knew was that Su Chen possessed astonishing talent when his martial soul awakened, with innate full soul power and the Ancestral Dragon Martial Soul, which shocked Su Yuntao.
But to his utter surprise, the child had already secretly absorbed a spirit ring, and it was a purple spirit ring at that!
Old Jack rubbed his eyes hard, then rubbed them again. Purple, it really was purple; it wasn't his old eyes playing tricks on him.
Tang San stood behind Su Chen, his eyes wide, his expression shifting constantly.
His Xuan Tian Gong was slowly circulating within his body, yet he could still clearly feel the oppressive aura emanating from Su Chen.
That was a huge difference in soul power level—like a stream facing a great river, or a firefly facing the bright moon.
"Su Chen... he already has a spirit ring? And it's a purple one at that? I don't even have a spirit ring yet..."
Tang San's heart was in turmoil.
For the past three months, he has been practicing diligently, getting up before dawn every day to practice horse stance, boxing, and circulating his Xuan Tian Gong (a type of internal energy cultivation technique).
He thought he had already tried his best and that the gap between him and Su Chen was narrowing.
But now, seeing that purple spirit ring, he realized that the gap between him and Su Chen was not one that could be bridged by effort alone.
That was an insurmountable barrier.
Tang San clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms until his knuckles turned white. But there was no jealousy or resentment in his eyes, only shock and admiration.
Although he possessed twin martial souls, he didn't believe that this could bridge the gap between him and Su Chen.
Unless you use Tang Clan hidden weapons yourself!
"He is indeed much better than me... I need to work even harder."
Tang San took a deep breath and silently made a vow.
A familiar mechanical voice echoed in Su Chen's mind: [Ding! Simultaneously shocking three main characters—the gatekeeper, Old Jack, and Tang San. Shock level: Extremely shocked] [Reward: A piece of the external soul bone of the right hand of a ten-thousand-year-old Titan Giant Ape.] [Note: External soul bones do not occupy regular soul bone slots and can evolve as the host grows. They have been automatically stored in the system space and can be fused with at any time.]
"The external soul bone of a ten-thousand-year-old Titan Giant Ape!"
Su Chen was greatly shocked. The Titan Giant Ape was a top-tier soul beast with unparalleled power. Obtaining its external soul bone would be of great help to him.
He withdrew his martial spirit, the golden dragon shadow dissipated, and the purple soul ring disappeared into his body.
The gatekeeper finally came to his senses, scrambling to his feet and bowing deeply to Su Chen, his back almost bent at a ninety-degree angle: "Sir... no, young master! I was blind to your greatness! I was foul-mouthed, I was a scoundrel, please forgive my rudeness... please come in, please come in quickly!"
He pushed open the two iron doors with both hands and feet, and reached out to help Su Chen with his luggage, but Su Chen stopped him with a look.
That gaze, neither warm nor cold, sent the gatekeeper plummeting into an icy abyss, causing him to sheepishly withdraw his hand.
The doorman wiped his sweat and continued apologizing, "Young master, please don't take it to heart. I just deserve a beating for my mouth, I deserve to die..."
Su Chen glanced at him indifferently, "In the future, when judging people, don't just look at their clothes."
The gatekeeper nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, young master is right!"
Old Jack picked up the certificate from the ground and called out to Tang San, who was still in a daze.
Tang San glanced at the gatekeeper and sighed inwardly: Strength is everything.
I wonder if the silent dart can hurt Su Chen.
Just then, a dejected figure swayed and staggered over from behind.
The man was middle-aged, around forty years old, with messy, disheveled hair and a stubble beard that looked like he hadn't shaved for days.
He was wearing a dirty gray robe with several oil stains on the lapel, and he swayed as he walked.
It was Yu Xiaogang.
A visiting professor at Nottingham College, known as a master who is "invincible in theory but useless in practice".
He had just returned from outside when he saw this scene at the door.
The gatekeeper looked down at a child, while an old man was picking up a Spirit Hall certificate from the ground. His expression was obscured, but his muscles were contorted.
Yu Xiaogang frowned.
He had seen too many scenes like this.
The gatekeeper at Notting College was always a snob; he would fawn over those who were well-dressed, but make things difficult for children from poor families. Over the years, he had stood up for countless poor students who were turned away at the gate.
He thought it would be the same situation again.
An unnamed anger surged up from the bottom of my heart.
Yu Xiaogang strode forward, pointing his finger at the gatekeeper and yelling, "Are you bullying people again? Are you trying to kick someone out just because they're dressed plainly? When did the gatekeepers at Notting Academy become so snobbish?!"
The security guard looked completely bewildered: "Master? I didn't..."
"Shut up!" Yu Xiaogang ignored his explanation and continued to berate him, spitting all over the gatekeeper's face.
"I saw you blocking people from entering!"
"You've already presented the Spirit Hall's credentials, and you're still making things difficult! Who do you think you are? Do you think this door is your private property?"
The gatekeeper, feeling wronged and on the verge of tears, pointed at Su Chen and stammered, "No, Master, please listen to me, this young master is..."
"What are you talking about?" Yu Xiaogang snatched the Spirit Hall's certificate from Old Jack's hand, glanced at it casually, and immediately noticed Su Chen's Ancestral Dragon Spirit and innate full spirit power.
The pupils contracted instantly.
He has a disciple!

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