Douluo: Starting as Tang Hao, I Encountered a Transmigrator
Chapter 42

Stick Education

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Bang!

Zhou Xiu's shoulder was heavily pressed down, forcing him face-down onto the ground with his buttocks exposed.

Before he could react, Tang Hao pinned him with his foot, pushing his rear up while his face was pressed into the dirt.

Zhou Xiu was completely dumbfounded. He had never experienced anything like this before.

But when a large hand pulled down his pants and his bare buttocks met the cool air, his face instantly flushed crimson. His eyes were bloodshot with shame and fury.

"Tang Dog, I'll fuck your—ah!"

Smack!

A steel rod viciously struck his buttocks. The burning pain turned Zhou Xiu's vicious curse into a miserable scream.

But this was humiliating!

Utterly humiliating!

Zhou Xiu's face burned with rage and shame, even redder than his buttocks.

In all his life, no one had ever treated him like this.

He would definitely...

Smack!

Tang Hao's face was cold as he spanked him as though he were a child. "Do you know what you did wrong?"

"I know your mother!" Zhou Xiu roared, his eyes crimson with humiliation.

"Then I'll keep hitting you!"

"I..."

Smack!

"Tang Dog, you..."

Smack!

"You fucking wait—"

Smack!

Smack! Smack! Smack! Tang Hao kept a cold expression as he fiercely lashed Zhou Xiu's buttocks with the steel rod. Only when he had beaten them bloody did he slowly stop.

Pain made every inch of Zhou Xiu's skin tense. He bared his teeth and panted, staring at Tang Hao with hatred and a vicious smile in his eyes.

Go on!

If you have the guts, hit me again!

He knew his Golden Finger's ability very well. It could make two people simultaneously regard him as their closest family and sworn brother.

Therefore, no matter how much he cursed them or even killed them, they would not feel any murderous intent toward him.

They would even obey his every word.

Although he did not know why his Golden Finger, which had always worked without fail, had malfunctioned on Tang Hao, who possessed neither divinity nor dragon blood.

He believed that this trash Tang Hao would never dare kill him, nor would he dare cripple him.

So go on!

If you have the guts, keep hitting me!

I'll kill you later!

Zhou Xiu wore a savage smile as he lay on the ground, staring at Tang Hao with bloodshot eyes.

Tang Hao remained silent. Looking at Zhou Xiu's blood-red, hate-filled eyes, he sighed. "It seems you still don't know what you did wrong, Zhou Xiu."

"Xilan."

"Your Excellency, please give your orders." Ye Xilan had arrived long ago and stood quietly to one side, waiting for the Clear Sky Douluo's command.

In the courtyard, Tang Hao lowered his gaze.

He was an ordinary man, and he had grown up in a poor rural village.

So, when it came to making someone close to him recognize and understand their mistakes, he knew only one method.

Blood dripped from the steel rod in his hand. Tang Hao lowered his eyes and said to Ye Xilan, "Heal him."

"Yes, Your Excellency." Ye Xilan slowly summoned her Martial Soul.

Zhou Xiu lay on the ground with a vicious smile and hatred in his eyes.

But when he saw Ye Xilan summon the Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul, his savage grin froze.

N-Nine Heart Begonia?!

Wait...

"No! I know I was wrong! I know I was wrong!"

When Zhou Xiu saw Tang Hao raise the blood-dripping steel rod again, his face turned pale with fright, and he hurriedly cried out.

Tang Hao's expression remained somber. He shook his head. "Forget it. Xilan, don't heal him. Let him calm down and reflect by himself."

"Also, starting today, you will remain by my side until the day you truly understand your mistakes. Only then will I let you leave."

"As for the Spirit Bone and the bracelet, we'll discuss them once you are an adult."

Tang Hao solemnly put away the Spirit Bone and took back the Silver Bracelet as well.

Then he grabbed Zhou Xiu and made him stay in the room to reflect on himself properly.

Zhou Xiu had been frightened by the beating. He was terrified that Tang Hao would bring out the steel rod again, beat him, have him healed, and then beat him all over again.

So he lowered his head and did not resist, only daring to nurse his hatred inwardly.

One day, he would definitely kill Tang Hao. No, Tang Hao would die only after being utterly ruined!

And Ye Xilan, with that Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul... Zhou Xiu wore a lewd grin, his fists clenching with audible cracks.

Bang! The door shut, leaving Zhou Xiu alone in the room to reflect.

Meanwhile, in a quiet room on the other side of the courtyard, Ye Xilan sat crouched nearby and summoned the Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul to provide treatment.

"Your Excellency, who was that child just now?"

"My younger clansman." Tang Hao took off his shirt and sat bare-chested on the bed.

He sighed in response to Ye Xilan's question.

Yet Ye Xilan was puzzled.

A younger clansman?

Weren't all direct members of the Clear Sky Sect surnamed Tang?

But that was someone else's family matter, so she did not feel it was appropriate to ask further. As she treated Tang Hao, she changed the subject and told him about the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Martial Art.

Tang Hao was planning to visit the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to request Martial Art. He had already sent a calling card through the Telegraph and arranged to visit within half a month.

Therefore, ever since leaving Begonia City, he had been having Ye Xilan tell him about the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Martial Art.

"At the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the Sect Master is Ning Fengzhi, while Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo serve as Sect Protecting Elders. Sword Douluo was the one who gave me the Sunflower Manual."

Ye Xilan softly recounted what she had seen at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect six years ago, allowing Tang Hao to determine who among them might be the Transmigrator.

"After obtaining the Sunflower Manual, I devoted myself to studying it in Begonia Pavilion. I only began following you after you arrived, Your Excellency."

"However..." A trace of uncertainty appeared in Ye Xilan's eyes.

"Perhaps because I poured too much effort into the Sunflower Manual over the past six years, but these past few days, I have kept feeling that when I treated Sect Master Ning that time..."

"There were... traces of the Sunflower Manual within him."

Tang Hao froze, then sharply inhaled.

There were traces of the Sunflower Manual inside Ning Fengzhi, the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?

Tang Hao was shocked. His voice deepened. "Xilan, are you certain?"

Ye Xilan hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "In reply to Your Excellency, yes. However, it should only have been a trace."

"That Sect Master Ning... he probably, probably did not cultivate it."

Ye Xilan was not entirely sure. She could only confirm that Ning Fengzhi had carried traces of the Sunflower Manual when she had visited him.

But she could not be certain of anything else.

The two wore somewhat strange expressions in the quiet room, but neither continued the discussion.

After completing that day's treatment, Ye Xilan took her leave. Tang Hao was left alone in the quiet room, still looking strange.

"Forget it. If I want an answer, I'll find out once I reach the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

Tang Hao let out a long breath, shook his head, and sat cross-legged on the bed. He took out the Spirit Bone and cultivated the Dragon Transformation Secret Method.

This was training he carried out every day.

And after cultivating the Dragon Transformation Secret Method, he summoned the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul and familiarized himself with the Clear Sky Domain he had awakened earlier.

That would allow him to wield it more skillfully in future battles.

However...

Inside the silent cultivation chamber, Tang Hao silently summoned the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul. With a low hum, the Clear Sky Domain spread out, and the dragon patterns on the hammer's handle roared.

A domain that was like Dragon Might, yet also like Vast Sky, slowly suppressed all the impurities upon his soul!

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