The Clear Sky Sect disciples also looked shocked. They hadn't expected Tang Hao to have crippled himself just to return the sect's Soul Bones.
The Seventh Elder's pupils narrowed, and a flash of greed crossed his eyes.
A high-quality Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone could greatly increase his strength.
Right now, even the Revenge for a Deceased Son would have to take a back seat to a high-quality Soul Bone.
"Tang Hao, where are the sect's two Soul Bones? Hurry up and hand them over!"
The Seventh Elder knew that, given his current standing and his grudge over his son's death, he could at least get one of the Soul Bones.
Seeing that the Seventh Elder seemed to be relenting, Tang Xiao hurriedly said, "Hao Di, the Seventh Elder is asking you a question."
Tang Hao, however, looked grief-stricken.
"Everyone, it's not that I don't want to return them. It's that someone stole the sect's Soul Bones."
The Seventh Elder glared at him, feeling that he was being toyed with. "Tang Hao, do you take me for a fool?"
Tang Hao still looked grief-stricken, and explained through his tears.
"Seventh Elder, I really haven't lied to you. Since I cut off one arm and one leg, my strength has greatly diminished. On my way back to the sect, I ran into villains. They stole the Soul Bones, and I nearly lost my life right there."
When Tang Hao had been brought back to the sect, he really had been at death's door. That much couldn't be faked.
The Seventh Elder was furious. "Damn it! Who would dare lay hands on the Clear Sky Sect's property?!"
The other Clear Sky Sect disciples were furious, too.
They had already been forced into seclusion by Spirit Hall's oppression, and resentment had been building