Tang Hao Seemed a Little Dead, so They Might as Well Rename It the Haozi Sect

"I could have dealt with you easily. You weren't actually expecting me to stand there and obediently take your secret technique, were you?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo stepped forward and planted a foot on Tang Hao's head, sneering as he spoke.

"You shameless old bastard!"

Tang Hao raged impotently. But without his arms and the boost from his Soul Bones, even releasing his Martial Soul was an extravagant hope.

The Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul required at least one hand to release.

"My grandfather will never let you—"

"Aah—"

Tang Hao had just begun to speak when a searing pain erupted through his internal organs. His face instantly contorted.

The aftereffects of Ring Detonation had arrived!

His nine Soul Rings were all of different ages, and the negative effects of detonating each one were different as well. But for at least some time, his cultivation would be greatly diminished.

And now, not only was he suffering the aftereffects, he had also lost both arms and two Soul Bones. With such a heaven-collapsing start, he didn't even have the cultivation of a Soul Saint!

"Since the aftereffects have arrived, don't just lie there on the ground."

Golden Crocodile Douluo watched him with relish, then cheerfully picked him up and spoke in a cold voice.

"What are you—"

"Smack—"

Tang Hao struggled to open his eyes, but just as he was about to speak, the other man's huge palm struck him, knocking him straight unconscious.

"A prisoner should know his place. You're a piece of trash, so what are you still running your mouth for?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo snorted. As he spoke, he turned his attention to the spot where Tang Hao's arms had fallen.

When he blasted the flesh and blood into dust, two glowing Soul Bones abruptly appeared. He immediately picked them up with a smile, but then his expression froze.

"Seventy thousand years and sixty thousand years?"

"Although they're Power Attack System Soul Bones, their ages are so low that giving them to Wulin would be a bit too much of a waste of slots."

Golden Crocodile Douluo sighed. Tang Hao was such trash. Didn't he know to absorb some better ones? This was all he had?

"But Tang Hao should have a full set of Soul Bones. Even if Wulin can't use them, he's bound to meet some Soul Master companions in his lifetime. Giving them to him for that would be perfect."

Golden Crocodile Douluo coldly tossed the Soul Bones into his Soul Tool, a thoughtful look in his eyes. Then his figure flashed and vanished.

"..."

When he returned to Shrek Academy, he considerately refrained from bringing Tang Hao inside with him. Instead, he took out a sack, stuffed Tang Hao into it, and tossed him into the empty dormitory next door.

"Bang—"

Tang Hao landed headfirst with a boom.

"Senior Golden Crocodile, you're back."

Inside his room, Tang Wulin had just placed the two guards on the bed. Sensing the presence at the door, he immediately spoke with a smile.

But when he opened the door and saw Golden Crocodile alone, he couldn't help being startled. Where was Tang Hao?

"This is bad."

"Could he have gotten away even then?"

Tang Wulin pondered subconsciously. Sure enough, as the father of a child of destiny, Tang Hao wasn't so easy to...

But just then, Golden Crocodile Douluo smiled and handed him two clean Soul Bones.

"Wulin, take these two. I got them when I cut off Tang Hao's arms earlier."

"Hm? Both arm Soul Bones!"

Tang Wulin was immediately taken aback. Looking at the two Soul Bones before him, his eyes lit up. Naturally, it wasn't because of the Soul Bones themselves, but because...

What did cutting off both arms mean? Without hands, Tang Hao couldn't even activate the Clear Sky Hammer. He couldn't escape even if he sprouted wings!

"That's right, both arm Soul Bones. Tang Hao has six Soul Bones in all. He still has the ones in his head, torso, and both legs. Apart from the head bone, they can be taken at any time."

"But none of them are suitable for you. None of the Soul Bones should be more than seventy thousand years old. I'd suggest you keep them and use them to strengthen the people around you later..."

Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded and spoke with a smile. Although he didn't know why Tang Hao had appeared, at least the result was good.

"Senior Golden Crocodile, where is Tang Hao now?"

Tang Wulin was less concerned about the Soul Bones and immediately asked the question out of curiosity.

"Don't worry, there's no way he could run. I threw him in the empty room next door. Come, Wulin, I'll take you there..."

Golden Crocodile Douluo smiled kindly and led him to the other room. Tang Hao was lying flat and still inside the sack, looking quite peaceful.

"Senior Golden Crocodile..."

"Is Tang Hao dying?"

Tang Wulin was stunned. Senior Golden Crocodile had stuffed him in a sack. No matter how he looked at it, Tang Hao seemed a little dead.

Although the result was even better than he'd imagined, if Tang Hao really was dying, wouldn't they have to waste resources helping him recover? That clearly wouldn't be worth it.

"Ahem, ahem, Wulin, he's not dead. He just suffered backlash from using a secret technique. He won't wake up anytime soon."

"And I only put him in a sack because it really was more convenient to carry him that way."

Golden Crocodile Douluo coughed lightly and spoke frankly. He had only been thinking about convenience and hadn't considered all that.

"Mm..."

"Then that's good."

Tang Wulin finally smiled. Sure enough, Senior Golden Crocodile could be counted on when he made a move. He had captured the so-called Clear Sky Douluo just like that.

It was hard to imagine that this was the same incomparably arrogant Clear Sky Douluo who had even wanted to kill him before. Now he was a bird without hands.

Take two today, another two tomorrow...

Well, Tang Hao was about to become a bird without feet too.

"Wulin, when we return to Spirit Hall in a few days, I'll take Tang Hao back with us and personally throw him into the dungeon."

"I'll show him what price he must pay for trying to assassinate the Spirit Hall Holy Son..."

A cold look filled Golden Crocodile Douluo's eyes. Of course he understood the value of keeping Tang Hao alive. Tang Hao wouldn't get to die so easily, but there were plenty of ways to torture him!

"I have no objection."

"Senior Golden Crocodile, you could actually go back tomorrow."

Tang Wulin looked at him and smiled slightly. Only when Tang Hao was taken to Spirit Hall sooner could he truly put his mind at ease.

"Of course not. If something like this happened again, it would be far too dangerous for you, Wulin."

Golden Crocodile Douluo shook his head repeatedly.

If Wulin hadn't invited him out this time, and Ju and Ghost from Bibi Dong's side had come instead, they really wouldn't have been able to handle Tang Hao.

Of course, he truly hadn't expected the person Wulin was wary of to be Clear Sky Douluo. Could Wulin have known about him a long time ago?

"Don't worry, Senior Golden Crocodile. Apart from Tang Hao, I doubt there are many dangers in Suotuo City. Besides..."

"At your speed, you could be back in half a day."

Tang Wulin spoke with a smile. Senior Golden Crocodile had become a little wary now, but with Tang Wulin's cultivation, he really wouldn't run into anything too bad in Suotuo City.

"Even so..."

"The day after tomorrow at the earliest."

Golden Crocodile Douluo still looked wary. Tang Hao's appearance had forced him to take the matter seriously.

"Wulin, how did you know Tang Hao would appear here?"

He couldn't help asking. After all, Wulin seemed to have anticipated it, and that had truly shocked him.

"Well, to answer that, I have to go back to before I joined..."

Tang Wulin paused, then slowly began to explain how he had grown up in the same village as Tang Hao and his son, and how he had once happened to see Tang Hao release his Martial Soul. That was how he knew what it was.

"So when you refused the deacon's invitation at first, you were also worried he would make a move, weren't you? Subconsciously, you didn't believe he would spare you just because you were a child..."

Golden Crocodile Douluo sneered. What a Tang Hao. What a Clear Sky Douluo.

Judging by the current situation, Wulin had guessed right. Tang Hao really wouldn't let him go, and had even made a move personally.

Once again, he was immensely glad he had come along.

"By the way, Wulin, where are those two guards from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

At that moment, he suddenly thought of something.

"Mm..."

"They're here."

After returning to the room, Tang Wulin pointed at his bed. The two guards were lying quietly on it, not much different from Tang Hao.

Of course, their bodies were intact, something Tang Hao could only envy now.

"These two pieces of trash..."

Golden Crocodile Douluo glanced at them in silence. He knew they had been knocked unconscious by the fluctuations of Soul Power, but...

They couldn't be allowed to occupy Wulin's bed. He had to wake them as soon as possible. In an instant, he had an idea.

What was the fastest method?

"Smack—"

Without the slightest hesitation, he slapped each of them across the face. The force instantly made them sit bolt upright by reflex.

"Greetings, my lord. Greetings, Your Highness."

Seeing Tang Wulin and Golden Crocodile Douluo before them, the two guards immediately came to their senses and hurriedly spoke with respect.

"You two are..."

"Here to protect Rongrong?"

Tang Wulin put on a puzzled expression as he asked.

"Your Highness, that's right."

"I am Xing Ergou, and this is my younger brother, Xing Sangou. We are the ones responsible for the young miss's safety."

The slightly older man spoke respectfully. He was also the guard who had reached the Soul Saint level.

"We never expected..."

"To encounter such a thing here in Suotuo City, much less that Tang Hao, a gifted expert with such a great reputation in the Soul Master World, would be such a thoroughly conscienceless man!"

As Xing Ergou spoke, he couldn't help gritting his teeth.

"Exactly!"

"Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has never provoked the Clear Sky Sect. The sect master was even saying before that the Upper Three Sects should unite against a common... that the Upper Three Sects are the pillars of the Soul Master World, and with so few people, we must pay special attention to nurturing our talents."

"Who would have thought Tang Hao would try to kill His Highness the Spirit Hall Holy Son, and wouldn't even spare our young miss!"

"He deserves death for such intentions!"

Xing Sangou was clearly far more hot-tempered than his older brother, and spoke furiously.

"My younger brother is straightforward and can't keep his emotions down. Please don't take offense, my lord, Your Highness..."

"We'll be sure to report everything that happened this time to the sect master truthfully!"

Xing Ergou also gritted his teeth as he spoke. With his Soul Saint cultivation, he held a minor senior position in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, but Tang Hao had truly infuriated them this time.

It would have been one thing to beat them up, but he had even wanted to kill the young miss!

He wanted to see who in the Soul Master World would still dare keep in touch with the Clear Sky Sect after it had provoked both the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and Spirit Hall. Could it be the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?

"You two are absolutely right. We'll definitely make the Clear Sky Sect give us an explanation for this someday."

Tang Wulin exchanged a glance with Golden Crocodile Douluo and spoke with agitation. In his heart, he truly didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

After all, Tang Hao hadn't had the slightest idea that these two were from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. But did that matter? No.

Because from this moment on, he was the Ferocious Beast who had tried to murder the Spirit Hall Holy Son and the young mistress of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

"My lord, did you ultimately defeat Tang Hao, or did he use some secret technique to escape?"

Xing Ergou couldn't help asking. He no longer remembered what had happened, but judging by how neat the clothes of the man before him were, the fight probably hadn't lasted long.

"He knew he was no match for me, so he detonated all nine rings at once. In the end, who knows where he fled?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo shook his head and spoke calmly.

"Thank you for telling us, my lord. It's getting late, so we won't disturb you two any longer..."

"Thank you again for saving our lives, my lord."

Xing Ergou nodded reverently, but his eyes held silent concern. Didn't Tang Hao's escape mean he might show up again?

With that, the two left the room together, though their conversation could still faintly be heard:

"What a rat!"

"He was afraid of a genius's potential, so he tried to assassinate her. What did the young miss ever do wrong? Damn it!"

Flames burned in Xing Sangou's eyes as he gritted his teeth.

"That whole Clear Sky Sect is a bunch of rats. First the entire sect goes into seclusion, and now Tang Hao runs away. They might as well stop calling it the Clear Sky Sect and rename it the Haozi Sect!"

"..."

"The Haozi Sect? That man has a knack for names."

Hearing the name, Tang Wulin and Golden Crocodile Douluo couldn't help smiling, clearly in complete agreement.

"Wulin, I won't disturb your rest either."

"A lot happened today. Get some good rest."

After that, Golden Crocodile Douluo didn't linger. His figure flashed and vanished.

When the deed was done, he shook out his robes and departed, concealing his merit and name.

"Thanks to Senior Golden Crocodile, tonight...

I can get a peaceful night's sleep."

Tang Wulin smiled as he lay on the bed, thinking to himself.

"..."

"I keep feeling like something's wrong."

Meanwhile, Tang San sat cross-legged on his own bed, cultivating. A thoughtful look crossed his face, and he couldn't help muttering.

Mm, it must be my imagination!

"..."

P.S. Tang Hao has been dealt with too. Today's update was still 8,000 characters. Thanks, everyone, for keeping up with the story.

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