Before we knew it, a month had passed in the blink of an eye.
Fu Qin stroked the three magical artifacts that shimmered with a soft glow with his fingertips, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.
He knew all too well the terrifying power of the protagonist's halo.
Even if I don't take action, Tang San can survive the crisis of the Soul Devouring Spider by relying on luck. When he absorbs the super-limited soul ring, he will reap a double harvest of soul skills and soul bones, and his strength will definitely advance by leaps and bounds.
But now? He traded the opportunity of the Soul-Devouring Spider for the Hundred-Year-Old Lonely Bamboo, not only has his soul skill become a comical pole vault, but the hidden danger of soul bone shackles has also been planted in his body.
If he wants to defy the heavens again like he did in his previous life, it's not impossible, but it's certainly as difficult as ascending to heaven.
"It seems like I'm saving your life, but in reality, I'm cutting off your path. My dear third brother, don't blame me for being ruthless," Fu Qin whispered, a cold glint in his eyes.
This world is a dog-eat-dog world, and he wouldn't just stand by and watch Tang San climb to the top by stepping on everyone else's opportunities.
Moreover, he already considered Ning Rongrong, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing as his own, and he would never allow them to return to Tang San's group in the future.
For the past month, under the guise of recuperating from his injuries, he has devoted himself to refining magical artifacts.
The thousand-year-old soul bones that he had obtained through divine luck had now transformed into three high-quality mid-grade auxiliary magic artifacts.
Each magical artifact was meticulously refined using alchemical gloves, perfectly matching the characteristics of the three women's martial spirits.
Although it doesn't grow stronger as your strength increases like the Spider Flying Sword, it's definitely not weak.
Fu Qin put away the three magical artifacts, got up and walked to the door, where he happened to run into Xiao Wu, who had come to check on his physical condition.
"Hehe, little brother Fu Qin, your sister Xiao Wu bought a lot of clothes that you like. Do you want me to wear them for you later?"
Upon hearing Xiao Wu's words, Fu Qin felt a surge of anger rising within him, but he needed to hand over the magical artifact to the three of them, so he couldn't do those things for the time being.
"Sister Xiaowu, please bring Rongrong and Zhuqing up here for a moment. I have something to give you."
Upon hearing Fu Qin's words, Xiao Wu's eyes lit up instantly.
However, when she heard Fu Qin say that he also had something to give to Rongrong and Zhuqing, she felt a little jealous.
However, she did not hesitate for long and quickly ran towards Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing's room.
Not long after.
The three of them walked quickly toward Fu Qin's room, completely unaware that a pair of venomous eyes were staring intently at their backs from around the corner not far away.
Oscar hid behind a pillar, watching Xiao Wu and the other two girls enter Fu Qin's room. His fists were clenched so tightly that his nails almost dug into his flesh.
Over the past month, he watched Ning Rongrong become increasingly dependent on Fu Qin, and saw Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing also showing him favor. It would be a lie to say he wasn't jealous.
He knew he was no match for Fu Qin; he had witnessed Fu Qin's prowess firsthand, and a direct confrontation would be tantamount to throwing an egg against a rock.
"Dai Mubai! Ma Hongjun! Something's happened!"
Oscar lowered his voice and rushed into the room where Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun were recuperating, as if he were a madman.
At this moment, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun were still lying in bed recovering from their injuries. Although the wound on Dai Mubai's left waist and abdomen had healed, his soul power was still somewhat sluggish.
Ma Hongjun fared even worse; the injury caused him to limp to this day, and his gaze toward Oscar was filled with deep-seated hatred.
If it weren't for the fact that they needed his recovery sausages to speed up the repair process, the two of them would have kicked him out long ago.
"What's all the noise about!" Dai Mubai frowned, his tone icy. "If you say another word, I'll throw you out!"
Ma Hongjun snorted coldly, "Oscar, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll beat you up even if it means aggravating my injuries!"
Oscar, sweating profusely and ignoring the two men's hostility, hurriedly said, "I'm not making this up! It's Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing! The three of them went into Fu Qin's room together! They haven't come out yet!"
"What?!" Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun's eyes widened at the same time, and the hatred on their faces was instantly replaced by shock.
Although they hated Oscar, what Oscar said concerned Dai Mubai's fiancée, so Dai Mubai had no choice but to be anxious.
"No! I have to go check!" Dai Mubai struggled to get out of bed, a sharp pain shooting through his abdominal wound, making him wince.
Just then, the door was pushed open, and Tang San walked in carrying a food box with a gentle smile on his face.
"Mu Bai, Hong Jun, Oscar, I brought you food. Eat it while it's hot."
As soon as he entered the room, he saw Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun struggling to get out of bed, their faces full of anxiety, while Oscar was pacing anxiously to the side, which made him a little puzzled.
"What's wrong with you? Your wounds haven't healed yet, how can you get out of bed like that?"
"Mistress! You're finally here!" Oscar exclaimed as if he had grasped a lifeline. "That guy Fu Qin called Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing into his room! They haven't come out yet! We suspect he's up to something bad!"
Dai Mubai chimed in, "Xiao San, come with us quickly! Xiao Wu is your wife, we can't let that Fu Qin get away with it!"
Ma Hongjun nodded in agreement: "Yes, mistress! Fu Qin has gone too far! We must stop him!"
Tang San was taken aback for a moment upon hearing this, then laughed: "You're overthinking it. Fu Qin is my brother who would risk his life for me. He's an upright man, how could he do such a thing?"
Under the influence of his perceived intellectual impairment, his trust in Fu Qin had long since reached the point of blind delusion.
In his view, Fu Qin must have called the three women into the room for something important, such as sharing his cultivation insights with them, or something else related to cultivation. It could never be as sordid as they thought.
“But Xiao San, the three of them, a man and a woman, alone in a room, it’s bound to cause misunderstandings!” Oscar said anxiously, he didn’t expect Tang San to trust Fu Qin so much.
"Misunderstanding?" Tang San shook his head slightly, his tone firm.
“Fu Qin is not that kind of person. Besides, Xiao Wu was my wife in my previous life, and Rong Rong and Zhu Qing are both upright people. They are just friends, there's nothing between them.”
He paused, looking at the three of them anxiously, and then said, "But since you're so worried, let's go and take a look, so you can put your minds at ease."
After saying that, Tang San helped Dai Mubai up and then gestured for Oscar to help Ma Hongjun. The four of them headed towards Fu Qin's room.
Upon arriving at the door, Dai Mubai gestured for everyone to be quiet, then gently peered through the crack in the door.
Oscar and Ma Hongjun quickly joined in, while Tang San stood behind, a helpless smile on his face. He felt that everyone was overthinking things.
Through the crack in the door, the four of them saw the scene inside the room and were instantly stunned.
The room did not contain the filthy scene they had imagined.