Qian Xunji made no attempt to conceal his actions. Not only did the major powers across the continent know about them, but even the Clear Sky Sect had learned of them. Yet although they wanted to warn Tang Hao, they had no idea where he was.
At this moment, Tang Hao was still immersed in bliss. In less than a year, the black-red energy he had once thought would hinder his cultivation had fused into his body, causing his Level 84 Soul Power to surge to level 90. He was only one soul ring away from becoming a Titled Douluo.
Tang Hao could tell, however, that such rapid progress seemed to have come at the cost of all his potential. Normally, even without obtaining a soul ring, he should still have been able to cultivate. But now, he could no longer sense any growth in his Soul Power.
Yet this was not what worried him most. It was his wife, who was giving birth inside the house. He paced anxiously outside, glancing into the room from time to time. There was nothing he could do to help with childbirth.
Tang Hao had originally wanted to kidnap a midwife, but Ah Yin had flatly refused. As the emperor of Blue Silver Grass, her life force was extraordinarily strong. She could give birth on her own, without adding any unnecessary risk.
He could only agree, praying ceaselessly outside, hoping the gods and the ancestors of the Clear Sky Sect would bless his wife and child with safety.
Not far away, Qian Xunji was speeding forward with his team. An inexplicable feeling rose within him, as though Tang Hao was somewhere in this direction. He also had a premonition that they were drawing ever closer.
Tang Hao, pacing outside as he guarded his