Doula Continent: Rule the World

This was probably the most terrifying Soul Techniques he had seen before. Not only could it defend, it could also trap enemies. If his guess was not wrong, Lin Yi's vines were also poisonous.    

    

Lin Yi retracted his Soul Techniques and Tang San, who was entangled, was also released. However, his expression was somewhat ugly, as if he had been poisoned.    

    

"Tang San!"    

    

Tang San, who had just been released by the vines, suddenly fell to the side. Lin Yi shouted and quickly rushed over to hug him.    

    

The two of them brought Tang San to Yu Xiaogang's dorm room. Looking at the pale-faced man on the bed, Lin Yi suddenly felt extremely guilty. He clearly knew that his vines were poisonous, but he didn't tell Tang San to make preparations.    

    

"Lin Yi, is the Soul Ring you absorbed a Phantom Vine?" Yu Xiaogang looked at Lin Yi, who was blaming himself, and asked. According to his observation, the Soul Ring Lin Yi used was a Ghost Vine skill.    

    

Lin Yi nodded. What he absorbed was indeed the Ghost Vine. However, the Ghost Vine could only wrap around and protect the core parts of his body. As for the other functions, he did not know.    

    

"Then it's no wonder." He stood up from the bed, walked around the room with his hands behind his back, and said with a serious expression: "The Hundred Year Old Ghost Vine can emit a fragrance to tempt enemies, and from there, hunt and kill Soul Beast s that pass by, a thousand year old Ghost Vine. A poison will appear on its body, and those that touch it will lose consciousness."    

    

So it wasn't poison?    

    

Lin Yi was overjoyed. He looked at the person on the bed. His expression had improved a lot, but he still didn't intend to wake up.    

    

"But Master, why hasn't Tang San woken up yet?" Lin Yi raised his head and asked Yu Xiaogang, who was beside him, but saw that his expression was a bit ugly.    

    

"Although I lost my consciousness, I encountered a nightmare. If I was poisoned to the point that I couldn't get out, that would mean …" Yu Xiao Gang said and did not continue, because Lin Yi understood what happened next.    

    

That would be death.    

    

The person on the bed was sweating profusely, as if something troublesome had happened. His brows were knitted tightly, and one could even hear the sound of him grinding his teeth.    

    

After Tang San was poisoned by the Ghost Vine, he fainted. When he woke up, he was back in his previous life.    

    

He woke up and looked at his Master, whose face was full of worry. His face seemed to have a few wrinkles on it, and he looked like he had aged a few dozen years.    

    

"Master." As Tang San spoke, he felt a splitting headache coming on. Many human faces kept appearing in his mind, but in the end, he could not see their faces clearly.    

    

"Ah, Tang San, you're finally awake." When that person saw Tang San wake up, the gloominess on his face instantly vanished like smoke into thin air. He even revealed a smile.    

    

Tang San crawled up from the bed and half-knelt in front of him, his face full of guilt and self-blame. He had secretly learned the Tang Sect's secret arts and was already determined to die.    

    

"Sect Leader, Tang San should not have lived."    

    

"What nonsense are you spouting? I've already given the order that if you're still alive, you'll be the Tang Sect's next successor." When the old man heard his words, he felt a bit regretful. Thankfully, Tang San had been rescued. If he hadn't, he might have regretted it for the rest of his life.    

    

Tang San was overwhelmed by the favor and a pink figure flashed in his mind once again. That person still called him big brother in a soft and soft voice.    

    

"Big brother …" He tried to think about it again, but found his head aching.    

    

The man saw that something was wrong and quickly helped him onto the bed. He used his own inner force to calm the panic in his heart, but he also fainted.    

    

In his dreams, Tang San looked at the three people standing in front of him. One was wearing black, another was wearing pink, and the last one was wearing white.    

    

"Who are you?" Tang San asked. He wanted to go up and stop them, but just as he walked over, the person in front of him had already disappeared.    

    

All that was left was darkness. Other than his hand, he could not see anything else. "Who are you!?"    

    

"Big brother, where are you?"    

    

"Xiao San, wake up!"    

    

"We are brothers!"    

    

The voices of the three people filled his head in turn. Suddenly, his head spun as he clutched his head and squatted on the ground. "Who the hell are you?" he asked in a flustered voice.    

    

The feeling of Heaven and Earth spinning had already disappeared. Only then did he stand up from the ground. Not far away, the silhouettes of three people appeared again, seemingly waving at him.    

    

Tang San wanted to go up, but he clearly saw that they were saying goodbye to him. He ran forward as if he was crazy and shouted: "Don't go!"    

    

When he opened his eyes again, the room in front of him was still familiar to him. He rubbed his temples, got up from the bed and stood by the window. The window was filled with the fragrance of flowers and birds.    

    

The three figures in his mind had already disappeared. Tang San walked out of his room and prepared to take a walk. Perhaps that was just his own nightmare or fantasy.    

    

"Third senior brother!"    

    

Everyone on the road called him third senior brother, and even the disciples of Internal Sect called him this. This made him feel overwhelmed, and he hurriedly lowered his head, calling out, "fourth senior brother."    

    

The rules of the Tang Sect and the disciples of Outer Sect; even if they entered the sect in advance, they could only call themselves Internal Sect disciples by the name of their junior brother.    

    

"Third senior brother, you can't accept this." The man was shocked by Tang San's actions and hurriedly helped him up, explaining anxiously: "The Sect Leader has already informed us that you are a disciple of Internal Sect and the future heir to the Tang Sect, aren't you trying to kill me?"    

    

Tang Sect's successor? This was something he didn't even dare to think about before. He didn't expect it to be true now. But why couldn't he feel happy? His chest felt stuffy.    

    

Tang San arrived at a secluded place. This was precisely the place where he had jumped off the cliff earlier, Ghost Blaze.    

    

He sat on the ground and tried his best to recall what happened earlier. Finally, he had a clue. He saw that chubby little face, and she pouted, forcing him to call her Sister Wu.    

    

"Wu …" He quietly muttered, looking at the abyss beneath his feet. He remembered that it was from this jump that he had become Tang San of that world.    

    

Then is it ….    

    

He stood up and walked forward slowly, as if something in the abyss was calling to him.    

    

"Tang San, don't!"    

    

An old voice rang out from behind him. Tang San turned his head and saw that the elder had appeared behind him at some point in time. His master had also come with him.    

    

"Tang San, we misunderstood you and have already apologized. What else do you want?" The one who spoke was his own master. He had a very natural look on his face, and instead, it had become Tang San's fault.