Chapter 182 — Section 184: A Youth Clad in Silver Armor [Part Two]
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"Later on?" The little girl tilted her head, a look of recollection on her face. "I think Father said something about it being a great pity. I do not know what he meant by that, but afterward Zia's ranking dropped sharply. I do not know whether the two are connected. Father rarely takes such an interest in anyone, which is why it left such a deep impression on me."
"So his strength declined." Tang Tang nodded thoughtfully. He had always felt there was still a gap between Zia and Wuguang, and this seemed to match his own judgment.
"What a pity we cannot see what Zia was like at his peak." Tang Yi's face was full of regret. "If only I could defeat Zia at his peak—now that would be satisfying!"
Qingluan could not stand Tang Tang's smugness and could not help saying, "At his peak, the Nightfall Swordsman was invincible. Throughout the entire Night Mansion of the Martial Marquis, he ranked second only to the Marquis himself. He once slipped into the mansion late at night and crossed blades with the Marquis, and the match ended undecided."
Zhai Hengzhan looked astonished. "Even I did not know that."
"You were not at the mansion then, and very few there knew of it," Qingluan said. "I happened to be present. The Marquis knew I practiced the sword, so he allowed me to watch. The Nightfall Swordsman of that time was simply too powerful!"
As she spoke those last words, Qingluan recalled the scene, and an expression of shock rose to her face despite herself. The sword art she practiced gave her a deeper understanding of swordsmanship than most, and she could feel Zia's power more directly.
"What a shame—a master of such caliber, and I cannot meet him at his strongest. Regrettable!" Tang Tang looked remorseful. He tilted his head in thought, then said, "But since this is reality, there is nothing to be done. I will simply defeat an incomplete Nightfall Swordsman first!"
Qingluan gave a cold snort. Zia was one of her idols on the path of the sword, and hearing Tang Tang so casually declare that he would defeat Zia made her deeply uncomfortable. She could not help saying, "Your strength may be great, but do you think defeating Zia will be so easy?"
Tang Yan did not mind. "It was never going to be easy. If it were easy, what would be the fun? Do you not think that just the four words 'defeat Zia' are enough to set the blood boiling?"
Tang Tang clenched his fist, battle spirit surging.
Qingluan was taken aback.
"So much nonsense." Ling Yan snorted coldly. His face was somewhat pale; the great battle just now had drained him considerably. With a clatter, he tossed something to Tang Yi. "Just obtained."
Tang Tang caught it casually. It was an iron box, mottled with rust.
The little girl took one look and cried out in delight, "Oh! How could we forget this! Every stage of the Soul Gate needs something to anchor it, called a Soul-Suppressing Treasure. With a Soul-Suppressing Treasure, these soul generals have a support to cling to and do not easily fade. Generally speaking, the stronger the soul general, the stronger the Soul-Suppressing Treasure it needs. Open it and see!"
At the word "treasure," Tang Yi's eyes lit up. He hurriedly opened the iron box.
Inside the box was only a single black soul core. And the quality of the core was poor, rather like the one Tang Tang had taken from the mutated star-soul snake last time.
Greatly disappointed, Tang Tang turned the box over and over, searching for a long while, and even took it apart to see whether it had a hidden compartment.
Still nothing.
"This thing is worthless." Tang Yi looked utterly heartbroken. "Little Xuxu, from now on you must pick fat sheep to rob! We fight for ages and all we get is a snack for Yaya. Yaya, come out, you have a snack!"