My Soul Skills Made Tang San Cry

An overwhelming surge of emotion points flooded in.

Zhuge Lan's first reaction wasn't joy!

He quickly took off his storage belt and tossed it into the system space.

His presence faded even further.

Only then did he feel a bit safer.

This was terrifying!

Things got way out of hand this time!

He originally just planned to harvest some emotion points from the onlookers gathered at the hotel entrance like a farmer harvesting crops.

But who knew that the Eye of the Sage, truly worthy of being a million-year external soul bone, would be so powerful!

It turned out that there were no distance limitations?

—Just a moment ago, he saw the outline of the distant Star Dou Great Forest!

Wherever the golden light touched, anyone who dared to look directly at it got caught!

There were a bunch of four-ring Soul Ancestors, quite a few five-ring Soul Kings, and even several six-ring Soul Emperors.

There was even a seven-ring Soul Sage!

Yes, that poor soul was Zhao Wuji.

The lineup was terrifying.

And this wasn't a battle arena with event organizers to protect anyone.

If they found out he was the one behind it all…

They'd drown him in a sea of spit.

Even though he could rent some soul tools, he certainly couldn't massacre an entire town, right?

'Thank goodness I played it safe earlier by activating "World Apart."'

'Not many people know this was my doing.'

Zhuge Lan, pulling up his pants and stepping on air, slipped into Zhu Zhuqing's room.

He had no intention of deactivating "World Apart" until they departed tomorrow morning.

Inside the room.

Zhu Zhuqing was sitting cross-legged, meditating.

Perhaps because she was mindful of being outside, she didn't fully relax.

Zhuge Lan felt a bit regretful about that.

On the other hand, Ning Rongrong looked restless.

The wails from outside made her both scared and curious.

She wanted to sneak a peek but was worried she'd get caught up in it.

So she was torn!

A classic case of having the curiosity but not the courage.

Zhuge Lan ignored her and opened the system panel.

What?!

*[Emotion Points: 213,213]*

213,000 emotion points?

Before the duel, his balance was just over 40,000!

In such a short time, it had increased by 170,000?

And it was still skyrocketing by tens of thousands per second!

Wow—

Even though this move was risky, the payoff was incredible!

Zhuge Lan was even considering using a strong appraisal skill after an hour had passed.

—After all, they were all familiar faces by now.

*[Emotion Points +1,211]*

*[Emotion Points +451]*

*[Emotion Points +2,511]*

*[Emotion Points +999]*

A series of strange emotion points caught Zhuge Lan's attention.

Opening the detailed log.

Apart from the 2,511 points from Zhao Wuji, he didn't recognize the rest.

Zhuge Lan had a theory but wasn't sure.

He stepped out for a bit.

He discovered some unfamiliar faces—people who wouldn't even count as passersby—who still provided hundreds or even thousands of emotion points.

This wasn't right.

Even when the audience at the Great Battle Arena collectively experienced childbirth, very few broke the 9-point barrier.

Only after using *[Physique Scan]* to check each one did he realize the reason.

It was all about levels.

The higher the level, the higher the minimum amount of emotion points they provided.

After gathering data, he found a rough pattern:

Four-ring Soul Ancestor: 400 emotion points;

Five-ring Soul King: 500 emotion points;

Six-ring Soul Emperor: 1,000 emotion points;

Seven-ring Soul Sage (only Zhao Wuji, familiar face, so not a good reference).

Nice!

Another new direction to farm emotion points!

'I wonder if those Titled Douluo can break 10,000 emotion points.'

'And what about demigods?'

'Maybe even the Sea God and Shura God could be teased a bit.'

'Heh heh heh—'

Back in Zhu Zhuqing's room.

Ning Rongrong had calmed down and was meditating.

The hotel bed was large, more than enough for the three of them.

Zhu Zhuqing, sitting cross-legged, didn't take up much space.

Zhuge Lan lay down right behind her.

Breathing in the subtle fragrance of a young woman, he awaited the conclusion of the strong appraisal skill.

How many emotion points would he get?

Definitely more than a million.

Could it surpass two million?

There was a chance!

Spending all these emotion points was also a question.

Open another soul bone?

Zhuge Lan wasn't as resistant to the idea anymore.

Although the soul bone might come with some strange abilities, "World Apart" had proven that anything from the system was high-quality.

If there were enough points, he could also increase the years of his soul rings.

His thoughts wandered.

He thought of tonight's combo move—*Strong Appraisal Skill + World Apart*.

Two strange abilities worked so well together!

'Should I give this combo move a name?'

'What should it be called?'

'Making people experience childbirth without them remembering it?'

'Hmm.'

'Sounds a bit like something you'd see at a shady bar.'

'In that case, let's call it—'

*"One Night Stand!"*

So fitting.

As Zhuge Lan thought about it, drowsiness swept over him.

The system maintained his soul bone, so he didn't need to worry about it breaking.

He was ready for a good night's sleep.

Half-asleep, he had the feeling he'd forgotten something.

Oh well.

If he couldn't remember, it probably wasn't important.

Sleep it off.

Downstairs in the lobby.

Dai Mubai, Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Oscar were waiting anxiously.

Waiting…

"Huh?" Oscar asked curiously, "What are we waiting for again?"

"No idea," Xiao Wu shook her head in confusion.

Hearing the wails from outside, Oscar shrank back.

"What's happening out there? Should we check it out?"

"You going?" Dai Mubai asked.

Oscar shook his head so fast it became a blur.

—He was a support-type; no way he was going!

Dai Mubai rolled his eyes.

—If you won't, why would I?

"Better not meddle. Let's head back and rest," Tang San suggested.

"Alright!"

"Let's go!"

"Back to our rooms!"

The three quickly agreed and rushed upstairs.

As they passed Zhao Wuji's room, they heard a series of groans.

"Ouch—"

"Ah—"

"Ugh—"

"Oh—"

The sounds.

Made Dai Mubai and Oscar exchange knowing smiles.

"Teacher Zhao sure knows how to enjoy himself," Oscar chuckled.

"Let's go, don't disturb his fun," Dai Mubai said.

Tang San and Xiao Wu exchanged odd glances and picked up their pace.

"Little San, I want to sleep with you tonight," Xiao Wu whispered. "This place doesn't feel clean."

"Alright," Tang San responded dotingly. "Then sleep with me."

"But no more grabbing me!" she protested.

"I, Tang San, swear not to gamble or use drugs!" he declared.

"Wait… where's Huang?" she asked.

"Me, Huang?" he teased.

"Ugh, you're the worst!"

The four left quickly.

So quickly that they missed the next part—

"My hemorrhoids were just healed, and now they're ruptured again!"

"Who's the bastard that poisoned me?"

"Don't let me catch you—"

"Wait! Stop!"

"Plop, plop, plop—"

"No!!!!"

Childbirth can cause temporary incontinence, both urinary and fecal.

This was "harmless."

But paired with hemorrhoids…

The pain was multiplied!

Zhuge Lan was woken up by a knock on the door.

He opened his eyes.

He heard Zhu Zhuqing open the door, and Xiao Wu cheerfully said—

"Teacher Zhao said he had an upset stomach last night, so our departure is delayed by half a day."

"And."

"There was a strange event last night, and the whole town got poisoned. Best not to eat anything from the town for now."

After a brief exchange.

Zhu Zhuqing closed the door and glanced at Ning Rongrong, who was rubbing her legs.

"Did you hear?"

"Yeah," Ning Rongrong responded, "Zhuqing, how do you sit cross-legged all night without feeling numb?"

"You get used to it."

Ning Rongrong forced a smile. She shouldn't have asked.

But then, Zhu Zhuqing squatted down and used her soul power to relax Ning Rongrong's muscles.

"Heehee!"

"Zhuqing, you're the best!"

"Mwah—"

Zhu Zhuqing wiped the spit off her face, calmly massaging Ning Rongrong's little feet.

Yet her eyes showed confusion.

She had a feeling…

There was something she should be doing right now, but she couldn't remember what it was.

Beside them.

Zhuge Lan, staring at Ning Rongrong's white-stockinged legs, smacked his lips.

Why did he feel like…

He was some kind of peeping tom?

Illusion!

These two were his girlfriend and her "sister-in-law."

How could this be considered peeping?

He looked away.

Zhuge Lan opened the system interface.

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