Parting

The wind blew through the canyon, making a low, mournful sound that echoed between the mountain walls on both sides.

Tang Hao walked up to Tang San and stopped.

The father and son looked at each other.

Tang Hao scrutinized Tang San, a complex emotion in his eyes.

Tang San's wounds have been largely healed thanks to his terrifying self-healing ability.

The internal and external injuries caused by the Demon Bear Douluo's fist wind have all healed thanks to the Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone.

Tang San's Soul Power also recovered to about 60-70% thanks to the combined effects of the Indestructible Thunder Heart and the Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone.

Although he hasn't returned to his peak condition, his breathing has stabilized and his eyes have regained their clarity.

His robes were torn in several places, and his hair was a mess.

Are you alright?

Tang Hao's voice was hoarse, carrying an unnatural concern.

Tang San shook his head. "It's nothing."

Tang Hao nodded, his gaze passing over Tang San and landing on Dugu Yan, Xiao Wu, Ye Lingling, and Shui Bing'er.

Four girls stood behind Tang San, each with a different posture, but each of them had only Tang San in their eyes.

Tang Hao looked at the four girls, his lips twitched, and a hint of embarrassment flashed in his eyes.

He recalled that he had only ever loved one person in his life, and then looked at this brat in front of him, surrounded by beautiful women.

Moreover, each and every one of them is a beauty among thousands, with outstanding temperament and extraordinary talent.

He asked, "Are they all your wives?"

Tang San nodded without hesitation. "Yes, they're all mine."

The tone was as if to say, "So what? I'm better than you."

All four girls blushed at the same time, but the corners of their mouths turned up in a smile.

Tang Hao remained silent for a moment, his expression hardening, a hint of seriousness flashing in his eyes. "Bibi Dong won't let this go. She definitely won't swallow this insult. You need to leave immediately, or you'll face endless assassination attempts."

Tang San nodded, turned around, and looked at Xiao Wu and the others.

The four girls' eyes were all fixed on his face, and in their eyes there was no fear, only an unwavering determination, a resolve to follow him no matter where he went.

Tang San then looked at Qian Renxue.

She stood beside the carriage, her face displaying the composure and calmness befitting a crown prince, revealing no flaws whatsoever.

But Tang San saw a hint of reluctance in her eyes.

Qian Renxue knew that it was best for Tang San to hide for the time being.

She knew that the madman wouldn't give up easily, and if Tang San continued to follow her, he would face countless dangers.

She recalled the mushy things Tang San had said along the way, and quickly understood.

It turns out he had anticipated the possibility of being ambushed; every word he spoke was a pre-emptive farewell.

If Tang Hao hadn't appeared in time, it might have been a final farewell.

Qian Renxue's throat bobbed, and her eyes stung slightly, but she held back.

She couldn't lose her composure in front of everyone, nor could she reveal her identity, so she simply nodded very lightly to Tang San.

That nod was an expression of understanding and acceptance.

The moment Qian Renxue nodded, Tang San suddenly understood.

He understood how Qian Daoliu would persuade Qian Renxue to accept his departure—it was by sacrificing his own life.

If Qian Renxue cared about his life, then she would naturally accept his departure.

A complex mix of emotions welled up in Tang San's heart: gratitude, reluctance, and a touch of bitter helplessness.

But he didn't have time to dwell on these emotions.

Tang San turned around and walked up to Flender.

Flender stood beside Yu Xiaogang's body.

Yu Xiaogang lay on the ground, his eyes already closed by Flender.

Tang San took out a Gold Soul Coin Card and handed it to Flender with both hands.

That was a card worth 100,000 Gold Soul Coins.

"Dean Flender, please accept my condolences." Tang San mourned from the bottom of his heart.

Although he disagreed with many of the person's actions, the person was already gone, and after all, the dead should be respected.

"Please use this money to send the teacher's body back to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan for a proper burial."

Tang San placed the Gold Soul Coin Card into Flender's hand. Flender's fingers twitched, but he did not refuse.

Tang San bowed to Yu Xiaogang's corpse, then turned around and went to Tang Hao's side.

He looked at Qian Renxue, and the two stared at each other for a moment before Tang San waved goodbye.

That look seemed to say, "Wait for me."

Qian Renxue nodded slightly, a very faint smile curving her lips.

Tang San turned around and nodded to Tang Hao.

Tang Hao exchanged a glance with Tang Xiao and Dugu Bo, then his Soul Power surged from his palm, enveloping Xiao Wu and Tang San. The three of them rose from the ground and flew towards the northwest.

Tang San could actually fly himself, but since these oxen and horses were free, he figured he might as well use them.

Tang Xiao was accompanied by Ye Lingling and Shui Bing'er, while Dugu Bo followed behind Tang Hao with Dugu Yan.

Eight figures transformed into eight streaks of light and disappeared into the horizon.

Only Qian Renxue stood there blankly, looking up as the eight streaks of light gradually disappeared into the distance.

The eight people flew for most of the day.

They flew from high sunrise to nightfall, covering approximately several hundred miles.

Tang Hao chose a deserted mountaintop and slowly descended.

The eight people landed on the mountaintop and came to a natural cave.

A campfire was quickly lit, illuminating the dark cave.

Tang Hao first introduced Tang Xiao to Tang San and the others, saying solemnly, "This is your uncle, the Clear Sky Sect, Tang Xiao."

Tang San bowed slightly, his posture respectful. "Uncle."

Dugu Yan and the others were also polite, greeting Tang San with, "Hello, Uncle."

Tang Xiao waved his hand, patted Tang San on the shoulder, his eyes full of satisfaction and admiration. "Good lad, much better than your father and I were back then."

Tang San didn't know which aspect Tang Xiao was referring to, or if it was all aspects.

He simply lowered his head slightly. "Uncle, you flatter me."

Tang Xiao then said a few more words of encouragement.

Then he turned around, faced Dugu Bo, clasped his hands in a fist and bowed, and said, "Your Excellency Poison Douluo, thank you for taking care of Xiao San. The Clear Sky Sect will remember this kindness."

Dugu Bo quickly returned the greeting with a cupped hand. "Sect Leader Tang, you're too kind. Tang San is my granddaughter's husband. Yan Yan is with him, so he's family. It's only right that I take care of him. There's no question of gratitude or favor."

Tang Xiao smiled, then turned to the other four girls, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes. "You're all very good. It's Xiao San's good fortune to have you."

He paused, his voice becoming solemn. "I hope that you will remain steadfast in your commitment to each other, supporting one another through thick and thin, and never abandoning each other no matter what difficulties you encounter."

The four girls bowed slightly at the same time. "Thank you, Uncle."

After the group finished exchanging pleasantries, Tang Hao looked at Tang San, his brows furrowing slightly, and asked, "Xiao San, what are your plans next?"

Tang San remained silent for a moment, then glanced at Dugu Yan, Xiao Wu, Ye Lingling, and Shui Bing'er.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at Tang Hao: "Let's find a secluded place first and cultivate in peace for a while. After breaking through to Soul Emperor, we'll travel the continent together, broaden our horizons, and seek opportunities."

Tang Xiao spoke, his voice tinged with a mixture of probing and expectation. "Xiao San, why don't you go back to the Clear Sky Sect? The sect is considering rejoining the Soul Master World, and the elders are eager to see you. The sect needs you."