Soul Land V: Rebirth of Tang San

"City Lord Mei is okay, right?" Tang San asked with concern.

Pretty Girl glanced at him and said, "I'm fine."

Was that clearly a roll of her eyes? Then she just sped away without paying him any more attention.

Tang San touched his nose, wondering if he had just faced a cold rejection. However, he could feel that Pretty Girl was in a very good mood right now, obviously thrilled by the surprise that the Shadow Demon Sword had brought her.

"It's too dangerous, brother, really too dangerous!" Jin Miaosen was even shivering slightly when they got back to VIP Room No.8.

"Hmm, let's postpone the transfer until we have the protection of an Emperor. There's no rush anyway," Tang San said reassuringly.

"It's not the transfer I'm talking about, I mean City Lord Mei. She's too strong. What was that power just now? When she released it, I felt like I couldn't even move. And you still plan on having her as my sister-in-law? You really aren't afraid to die, are you? I think you might not be able to take even one of her strikes."

The corner of Tang San's mouth twitched, thinking to himself, you really are my dear younger sister, aren't you?

However, it wasn't just Jin Miaosen who felt this way; the three Great Elders who followed Tang San just now were also left with lingering fear, nodding repeatedly. They had obviously been frightened by the evolved version of the Killing God Field demonstrated by Pretty Girl. They felt as if their life force had been frozen, completely losing control of their bodies. If Pretty Girl had decided to attack them then, they probably wouldn't have even had the chance to dodge.

Although they had previously encouraged Tang San to take part in the battle for the title of Emperor, it was only after experiencing the explosive strength of City Lord Mei today that they realized how difficult this contest would be. The Peacock Demon Clan didn't have an Emperor supporting them, and if City Lord Mei was this strong, what about the representatives of the other strong races?

"Brother, maybe we shouldn't participate, huh? Life has only just gotten a little easier for us with you here; I really don't want you to die young!" Jin Miaosen blurted out carelessly.

Even with his good temper, Tang San couldn't help but knock her on the head and said, "Hope for something good for me. I have my limits. If I can't beat them, I'll just concede defeat. Don't worry about that, don't we still have the Substitute Lotus Seed?"

"Oh, right, we do have the Substitute Lotus Seed." Jin Miaosen breathed a sigh of relief.

Tang San shook his head helplessly. No wonder the Blue Golden Tree Clan is bullied by everyone; they really have no will to fight at all! Now, through the Tree Ancestor Brand, they have obtained powerful abilities such as Life Giving and Life Deprive, and they could have the power to fight against the strong. But deep down, they have no desire to battle at all. That's the real problem.

To turn this situation around wouldn't happen overnight, and Tang San wasn't sure if his performance in this martial contest for spouses could inspire some fighting spirit in the Blue Golden Tree Clan, at least to change the current cowardly situation. That would make it not in vain to have used them this one time.

The auction continued, now on its second day. On the first day, the most valuable item at auction turned out to be the Shadow Demon Sword that Pretty Girl had already taken, at the frightening value of five thousand one hundred Purple Crystal Coins.

The second day would undoubtedly still feature precious auction items, especially at the beginning and end; there were bound to be good things. Thus, as the auction commenced on the second day, everyone perked up in anticipation, silently awaiting.

On the auction stage, a figure descended from the sky. To Tang San, this figure could still be considered an old acquaintance—it was none other than the Soul-Stealing Spirit King.

Compared to the two emperors of the Monster faction of the Tianyu Empire who appeared yesterday, the Soul-Stealing Spirit King seemed much more amiable, landing gently with a smile, even giving off a somewhat scholarly vibe.

The Soul-Stealing Spirit King spoke with a smile, "After a day of auctioning yesterday, I believe everyone might be feeling a bit weary. Well then, to energize you all today on the second day of the auction, let's present the first auction item."

When the Soul-Stealing Spirit King took the stage, Tang San could clearly feel powerful divine consciousnesses encompassing the auction from within the Emperor-level VIP rooms. While subtle, with Tang San's own divine consciousness, he was still able to sense it. These several divine consciousnesses enveloped the entire auction arena entirely, without a doubt searching for something.

Of course, Tang San understood they were searching for the person who had made a move against Pretty Girl earlier. That individual had dared to strike against a competitor of the Great Demon King Level, and being the Lord of a City, their own strength was also quite astonishing. The fact that they could escape under Pretty Girl's powerful ability to lock down space showed how strong their stealth capabilities were. Finding them was definitely not going to be an easy task.

When the thief had made their move, Tang San had actually already deduced who it was. Although the initial attack was against Pretty Girl, the attacker didn't harbor any killing intent; the target was still the Shadow Demon Sword. For someone to take great risks to make a move on the Shadow Demon Sword, their identity was naturally conspicuous. Although there was no evidence, almost all the powerful beings could guess who it was.

Moreover, Tang San estimated that after Pretty Girl's encounter, many powerful beings would have a heightened awareness of her. After all, the attacker was arguably the strongest thief or perhaps the strongest assassin in Demon Monster Land, and they still couldn't come out on top against Pretty Girl, almost getting killed in retaliation. Such strength would definitely cause the competitors in the upcoming battle for engagement to weigh their options.

Pretty Girl's previous achievement was champion of the Ancestral Court elite competition. At that time, she possessed Ninth Stage strength, and afterwards proved herself by defeating a combatant of the Undying Fire Phoenix Tribe beyond her class during the Ancestral Court's duty reporting. Since then, there hadn't been any further record of her battle achievements, but this brief display of prowess would undoubtedly attract attention from all parties.

Compared to Pretty Girl, in the eyes of the truly powerful rank 11 fighters, Tang San, the representative from the Blue Golden Tree Clan, simply didn't qualify to catch their attention. Although the Blue Golden Tree Clan had slain an Emperor, it was the strength of the Tree Ancestor, so what did it have to do with the clan itself? Could it be that they could bring the power of the Tree Ancestor to the Ancestral Court for the battle for the throne? The Emperors of the Ancestral Court were certainly not pushovers and would definitely not allow such external forces to be used.

On the auction stage, the first auction item of the day gradually revealed itself, drawing the gaze of everyone present. Everyone guessed that as the first auction item of the second day, it must be something good. But when the item was truly presented before all the bidders, it still inevitably caused them to gasp in astonishment.

It was a beam of light, a snow-white luminance. At its appearance, everyone who saw it felt as if all the pores in their body had opened, as if their life was being sublimated under the glow of this light. Above the rising beam of light, a hundred meters up, light golden clouds fluttered ethereally, soothing the soul.

Only the powerful beings with divine consciousness of rank 11 and above could sense that in the center of the beam there was a tiny jade bottle. It seemed there was something inside the bottle; this light and these clouds existed because of what was inside the bottle.

The introduction from the Soul-Stealing Spirit King was very simple, just one sentence, "This is a drop of blood essence from the Great Demon Emperor Heavenly Fox."

Upon this statement, the entire audience stirred.

Those who understood knew, and there was no need to enlighten those who did not.

The Great Demon Emperor Heavenly Fox was the controller of luck in the entire Demon Monster Land. What did a drop of its blood essence signify? It signified the favor of luck; possessing a drop of its blood by one's side in the upcoming battle for the throne meant undoubtedly being the favored Child of Luck. This temptation was far too great, indeed too great.