Tang Yuehua's Choice and Return

After returning to Heaven Dou City, Tang Yuehua returned to Moonlight Pavilion and announced that it would be closed for a month.

"Tang Yuehua, where's the money? I'm warning you, don't try any tricks."

Faced with the relentless pressure from the two Clear Sky Sect Disciples, Tang Yuehua's eyes were lifeless as she slowly took out two gold cards worth one million Gold Soul Coins each from the treasury.

"This is for this month. You can leave now."

"At least you know what's good for you."

The two Clear Sky Sect Disciples snatched the gold cards. They exchanged a glance, greed flashing through their eyes before vanishing in an instant, hidden deep within.

"Hmph, we'll come again next month."

After warning Tang Yuehua, the two Clear Sky Sect Disciples arrogantly kicked open the door and strode away.

Tang Yuehua silently walked over, shut the door, returned to her room, and collapsed weakly onto the bed.

As miserable sobs echoed out, tears slid from the corners of Tang Yuehua's eyes and soaked the pale blue sheets.

"Tsk, tsk. I didn't expect to discover something so interesting the moment I arrived."

Qian Xunfeng had long since received word from the world's will and learned everything Tang Yuehua had experienced in the Clear Sky Sect.

Then, with a turn of his mind, a wonderful plan for Tang Yuehua's future was born.

"Who are you?!"

The sudden voice made Tang Yuehua tense. She abruptly rose to her feet and warily stared at Qian Xunfeng, who had appeared before her without warning.

"Qian Xunfeng, Pope of Spirit Hall."

After briefly introducing himself, Qian Xunfeng looked at Tang Yuehua with great interest.

The corners of her eyes were faintly red from crying. Her melancholy temperament made Tang Yuehua seem delicate and pitiful. Her shapely, fair legs were revealed through the slit of her qipao, soft and springy, while her slender hands had nowhere to rest in her urgency, making her look somewhat like a young girl.

"The Pope of Spirit Hall? What are you here for?"

As Tang Yuehua watched Qian Xunfeng press closer step by step, unease filled her heart. She was continuously forced back into the corner until he stopped before her, only a fist's distance away.

"Don't be so nervous. Don't you want revenge?"

Qian Xunfeng lifted Tang Yuehua's chin with one hand, leaned close to her ear, and spoke in an exceptionally seductive tone.

"Revenge?"

Tang Yuehua was somewhat tempted, but she still sternly refused.

"That is a matter of our Clear Sky Sect. There is no need for Spirit Hall to interfere."

The moment she finished speaking, Tang Yuehua regretted it. She realized that aside from Spirit Hall, no one could punish the Clear Sky Sect, which possessed two Titles.

"Haha, you mean those elders who abandon righteousness for profit?"

Qian Xunfeng's expression shifted slightly, though his heart remained calm. He said lightly, "It seems you still want to relive what happened in the Clear Sky Sect."

With a crisp snap of his fingers, Tang Yuehua felt her vision blur. The surroundings changed, and she found herself back in the days when she had suffered endless humiliation in the Clear Sky Sect.

"You worthless trash! Shouldn't you be contributing to the sect?"

Tang Lie's furious curses rang in her ears. Tang Yuehua looked over and found another version of herself standing there blankly, her face ashen. Her eyes brimmed with fury, her fists clenched tightly as blood dripped continuously down.

The scenes before her constantly shifted. Tang Yuehua's emotions steadily collapsed until she crumpled to the ground, muttering without end:

"I'm not worthless. I clearly did so much for the Clear Sky Sect. Why? Why?"

"Yes, why?"

Qian Xunfeng's figure suddenly appeared. His hands wandered over Tang Yuehua's gradually numb body as he repeatedly questioned her in a guiding tone.

"I don't understand. I don't know."

Tang Yuehua had lived in luxury since childhood and had never suffered hardship. After suddenly enduring such a disaster, her already fragile heart instantly shattered.

"Because you are worthless."

Rather than comforting the already broken Tang Yuehua, Qian Xunfeng continued to tear her down.

"I'm not! I provided the Clear Sky Sect with hundreds of millions of Gold Soul Coins. I'm not worthless!"

The two words "worthless" from Qian Xunfeng's mouth deeply stabbed Tang Yuehua's fragile heart. Ever since awakening her martial soul, she had been extremely sensitive about this matter. To prove she was not worthless, she had traveled all the way to Heaven Dou City and established Moonlight Pavilion.

"But the Gold Soul Coins you created do not belong to you. You are still worthless. You have no ability to protect anything you have gained."

Qian Xunfeng lifted Tang Yuehua up. One hand wandered to her soft, tender, elastic face, while the other continued exploring her body.

"I'm worthless."

After suffering blow after blow, the light in Tang Yuehua's eyes gradually dimmed. She lay weakly in Qian Xunfeng's arms, as though she had lost all her strength.

She truly had no ability to protect anything. Now, she could not even protect the Moonlight Pavilion she had founded with her own hands. Was I really worthless?

"Tsk, tsk. Don't you want revenge? Are you really going to be worthless for the rest of your life?"

Seeing that the moment was ripe, Qian Xunfeng casually waved his hand. The illusion around them shattered, and the two returned to Tang Yuehua's bedroom.

Qian Xunfeng tossed Tang Yuehua onto the blue bed.

After hearing Qian Xunfeng's words, Tang Yuehua looked at him pleadingly and said weakly, "Please teach me, Your Holiness."

"Hehe, everything comes at a price."

Qian Xunfeng suggestively placed a hand in Tang Yuehua's hair.

"I'm willing. Please help me, Your Holiness."

After saying that, Tang Yuehua knelt on the bed. There was a trace of anticipation in her eyes. She wanted revenge.

At that moment, Tang Yuehua was nearly mad with the desire for revenge. She would make the Clear Sky Sect repay the humiliation it had inflicted on her a hundredfold.

As he watched Tang Yuehua kneeling before him, Qian Xunfeng felt something strange. This sense of familiarity felt oddly familiar.

But he did not think too much about it. Qian Xunfeng lifted Tang Yuehua's chin, a faint smile rising at the corner of his lips.

He was someone who cherished food. He would always finish even a single grain of rice in his bowl.

Tang Yuehua's face had already turned red beyond recognition. The fruit was ripe, and it was time for the harvest.

No one knew how much time passed. Tang Yuehua's body was simply too weak. Even though Qian Xunfeng continuously used divine power to heal her, he continued increasing her strength.

As soon as Tang Yuehua's voice fell, Qian Xunfeng said with certainty, "Don't ask. The answer is definitely yes."

A night passed in a flash, until noon arrived.

"My Soul Power actually increased by a level."

Tang Yuehua discovered in delight that after swallowing it, her Soul Power had successfully broken through, her injuries had healed, and her Soul Power had reached level ten. As long as she absorbed a Soul Ring, she would become a true Soul Master.

"I told you. Could I possibly lie to you?"

After Qian Xunfeng and Tang Yuehua washed away the scent on their bodies and got dressed, he rolled his eyes at her.

When Tang Yuehua swallowed it, he had slipped her a Level 3 Divine Spark. How could her strength not increase? Tang Yuehua now possessed the potential to become a god.

And later, when Tang Yuehua, Tang Hao, and Tang Xiao joined forces to attack their ancestor Tang Chen, followed by the three siblings going on a killing spree, that would truly be wonderful!

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