Chapter 348: Timing the Poisoning
If a Titled Douluo truly wished to stay hidden, even four Soul Douluo—let alone eight—wouldn't be able to detect someone like Ghost.
As if to put everyone at ease, Tang San asked the members of the Yu Clan to gather ingredients—specifically, rabbits.
Truthfully, both the Li Clan and Yu Clan didn't care much for rabbit meat.
It wasn't that rabbit meat didn't taste good, they just didn't like it.
Both clans relied heavily on physical labor, and rabbit meat didn't provide enough sustenance—it only made one hungrier the more they ate.
Naturally, they didn't have much fondness for eating rabbit.
This was also the reason why Tang San, when he was younger, didn't go hunting rabbits to improve his meals.
Eating only rabbit meat could really kill someone—
Starving to death, that is!
Soon, the Yu Clan's members returned with a large batch of rabbits.
Domesticated rabbits were inexpensive—just one gold soul coin could buy many.
As Tang San looked at the rabbits, a flash of disgust passed through his eyes.
Whether it was Xiao Wu or Ghost—they both deserved to die!
Ghost, this Titled Douluo who clearly sought death, had made Tang San absorb a ten-year rabbit soul ring!
And that was for four soul ring slots!
Seeing the rabbits, a violent glint flickered in Tang San's eyes. He truly wanted to kill them all.
Pulling out a standard kitchen knife from his storage soul tool, Tang San grabbed a rabbit, and with a swift slash—
Everyone: "..."
"Hss~"
In that instant, everyone felt a chill crawl down their spines and instinctively sucked in a cold breath.
Tang San... was something else!
With skills like that, there was no way he hadn't slaughtered thousands—if not tens of thousands—of rabbits before!
But that trace of killing intent... what did it mean?
He was just killing rabbits—yet he emitted murderous intent?
Tang San glanced around. Not all the members of the Yu Clan were present.
Including Yang Wudi, Tai Tan, and some members of the Yu Clan, there were just over twenty people in the area.
After a brief consideration, Tang San slaughtered thirty rabbits before starting to prepare the spicy rabbit heads.
Of course, while preparing the spicy rabbit heads, Tang San didn't discard the rest of the rabbits' bodies.
Those were specially prepared for the Yu Clan's people!
Tang San planned to take them all down in one go!
At the thought of it, Tang San couldn't help but reveal a wicked, charming smile—one that was deeply unsettling.
When Bai Chenxiang saw that smile, she involuntarily shivered.
Tang San worked quickly. Not long after, the rich, spicy aroma of his cooking filled the entire Yu Clan estate.
As everyone looked on in confusion and surprise, their eyes widened and their throats tightened...
They had assumed Tang San was just being polite.
They never expected he actually had skill!
Tai Tan and the others had never imagined that rabbit meat could be prepared like this!
And the aroma—how could it smell this good?
It was incredible...
"Tang San, you've got some real talent in the kitchen!" said Yang Wudi seriously.
Although they hadn't tasted it yet, the fragrance was undeniably mouthwatering...
"That's right. I never would've guessed the young master had such a talent!" said Tai Tan with a smile.
Everyone took turns praising Tang San, but he simply waved it off, looking unconcerned.
He calmly continued adding "seasonings."
Suddenly, Yang Wudi's nose twitched. His brows furrowed, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.
The smell had suddenly changed?
The average person wouldn't notice a thing—it was only the slightest shift.
But Yang Wudi was different. He wasn't just a Soul Douluo—he was also a poison expert!
He gave Tang San a suspicious glance, then looked at the powder Tang San was sprinkling onto the rabbit heads.
Something felt off.
Very off.
"This seasoning is suspicious!"
"Definitely suspicious!"
Yang Wudi's expression instantly darkened, but he didn't expose Tang San on the spot.
What puzzled him the most was—how could Tang San dare to poison the food right in front of him?
The poison might be cleverly hidden, but Yang Wudi was a poison expert. How could Tang San take such a risk?
Tang San: "..."
He had no idea about Yang Wudi's background or the specific details of the Po Clan. Otherwise, he never would've dared to poison food in front of so many people—
Especially not in front of Yang Wudi!
In Tang San's understanding, the Douluo Continent didn't have things like hidden weapons. Poison, if used, was either an innate trait of a martial spirit or came directly from soul beasts.
As for things like alchemists or poison masters…
He had never seen one. He hadn't even heard of them.
It's hard to profit from a world beyond your comprehension.
When a soul master lacks knowledge of their opponent, it's all too easy to suffer defeat—or even complete failure.
That's the importance of intelligence and understanding.
"Yang San."
After a moment's thought, Yang Wudi waved toward the man behind him—Yang San—signaling him to come forward.
Yang San didn't dare hesitate and quickly walked up.
Just as he was about to speak, Yang Wudi gave him a subtle gesture—a hand sign and a look. This was a secret signal unique to the Po Clan, one only they could understand.
After receiving the message, Yang San was bewildered.
They were about to eat—why was he being told to go catch a dog?
Still, Yang Wudi was the clan chief. Whatever he said was law.
Yang San nodded and quietly slipped out.
With so many people present, one person leaving quietly didn't catch Tang San's attention. He was still daydreaming about his glorious future.
"Old Rhino, let me tell you something—but keep it quiet. I don't trust Old Gorilla and Old White Bird."
Yang Wudi secretly sent a voice transmission to Niu Gao, the chief of the Yu Clan.
Niu Gao's body tensed, but he quickly regained composure and replied calmly through sound transmission, "Old Goat, what is it?"
The way he phrased it made it clear—if even Yang Wudi couldn't trust Tai Tan and Bai He, then this matter was serious.
"Tang San, that brat—he poisoned the food! He's doing it right in front of us…"
Niu Gao was visibly shaken. He instinctively glanced at Tang San, who was still applying seasoning.
"..."
He was completely numb.
Yang Wudi was blunt and straightforward—there was no way he'd falsely accuse Tang San. That meant...
"He… doesn't know you're a poison master?" Niu Gao asked through the sound transmission, his eye twitching slightly in disbelief.
Yes, he was genuinely speechless.
Tang San was really poisoning food right under Yang Wudi's nose?
Maybe he could fool the rest of them—but not Yang Wudi!
Wasn't this… a little too dismissive of Yang Wudi?
"It's our first meeting—how would he know?" Yang Wudi replied just as helplessly.
Just earlier, he had even wondered if this was some conspiracy by the Clear Sky Clan. But he dismissed that idea almost immediately.
Could the Clear Sky Clan possibly be this stupid?
Others might not know the true nature of the Po Clan, but the Clear Sky Clan certainly would.
That made it impossible.
If it wasn't a scheme by the Clear Sky Clan… then whose plan was this?
It couldn't be something Tang San just came up with on a whim, could it?
No—it was clearly well-prepared!
(This chapter ends.)
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