At that moment.
Tang Hao made his way toward Tang San, his internal organs displaced and his body poisoned.
He had to get Little Three out of this den of danger as quickly as possible. Otherwise, with Spirit Hall's intelligence network, they would soon discover Little Three's true identity.
Tang Hao extended his Mental Power outward, constantly searching for his son's whereabouts.
"Found him."
Tang Hao looked toward a certain place. His figure vanished like a bolt of lightning as he headed for Tang San.
"Teacher, it looks like the battle is over."
Using his Purple Demon Eye, Tang San looked toward the sky above Notting Academy and saw that there was hardly any movement left.
But the next moment.
Tang San felt terrifying Soul Power fluctuations drawing closer. The dreadful pressure of that Soul Power left him struggling to breathe.
"This is bad. Why would those powerful fighters battling up there notice me?"
"Could it be that, after living a second life, I'm going to die here? I'm not willing to accept this!"
Tang San roared frantically in his heart. He hadn't caught up with Xiao Wu yet, and he hadn't had the chance to honor his father.
How could Heaven let him die? Damn Heaven, you've treated Tang San unfairly.
One day, Tang San would make sure you had a reason to die!
At the same time.
When he felt that pressure from Soul Power, Jade Little Sword's legs went weak, and he dropped to his knees.
His lower body, which still hadn't recovered, lost control again.
Seeing this, Tang San looked even more disgusted. Why had his teacher wet himself in fear again?
What's more, the strong smell of urine stung Tang San's nose and made him feel awful.
As the Soul Power fluctuations drew closer, Tang Hao's figure gradually came into view.
"Father, why is it you?"
Tang San looked at Tang Hao, who radiated a powerful aura, his mind full of questions.
"And, Father, why are you so badly injured? Who did this to you?"
After his initial shock, Tang San looked at Tang Hao, covered in blood. His eyes were bloodshot, his breathing heavy, and his face filled with fury.
Who had dared to injure Tang San's father like this? They deserved to die!
But Tang Hao had no time to explain. The most urgent thing was to get Tang San out of there.
"Little Three, don't ask so many questions. Come with me first."
Tang Hao came up to Tang San, wrapped one arm around him, and vanished in a flash, flying off to who knew where and leaving Jade Little Sword staring blankly behind.
After a while, Jade Little Sword finally came to his senses and shakily stood up, though his thighs were still trembling.
Just then.
Two more figures descended nearby. The terrifying Soul Power fluctuations made Jade Little Sword's already-wobbly legs buckle, and he fell to his knees again.
Seriously, again? Jade Little Sword was about to lose it. So anyone could come along and stomp all over him? Did they really think he had no temper?
Still, there was one thing to be grateful for: this time, his lower body hadn't lost control.
It wasn't that Jade Little Sword had grown more resilient. After wetting himself twice in a row, he had nothing left.
"Your Majesties, my name is Jade Little Sword. I'm a renowned Theory Grandmaster on the continent."
"May I ask what brings you here?"
When Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo first arrived, they had wanted to roughly seize Jade Little Sword and interrogate him about Tang Hao and Tang San's whereabouts.
But when they heard his name, they abandoned the idea.
Jade Little Sword. That name had left a deep impression on them.
When Bibi Dong, the current Pope, was young, she'd had a serious falling-out with the Former Pope, Qian Xunji, because of Jade Little Sword.
As veterans who had served under both popes, Yue Guan and Gui Mei naturally knew some of the details.
Besides, Bibi Dong was right behind them. They'd better not get too arrogant with Jade Little Sword, lest Bibi Dong make things difficult for them.
"Tell me, have you seen a Soul Master wearing a black robe and covered in blood pass by?"
"And do you know a Soul Master named Tang San?"
"Those two are our Spirit Hall's greatest enemies. If we find out you're hiding anything, don't blame us..."
Yue Guan's alluring face turned toward Jade Little Sword, and a bone-chilling killing intent enveloped him, making his body tremble.
As Yue Guan's gaze moved downward, he spotted a puddle of yellow liquid on the ground, giving off a foul stench.
This made him despise Jade Little Sword even more.
"I wonder how His Holiness the Pope ever fell for this good-for-nothing. I just don't understand."
Yue Guan wondered to himself, utterly baffled.
Just as Jade Little Sword was hesitating over whether to tell the truth, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in his line of sight.
His hunched back straightened at once, and he suddenly looked as though he had nothing to fear.
Jade Little Sword's expression grew calm, as if he were a grandmaster who had seen through the ways of the world.
Of course, he would have been more convincing if his lower half hadn't been soaked and there hadn't been a pale yellow puddle beside him.
"Your Holiness the Pope, you're here."
The moment Bibi Dong arrived, Yue Guan and Gui Mei sensed her presence and hurriedly saluted her.
"Mm. Go after Tang Hao first and see if you can stop him."
"Also, Tang Hao must have taken Tang San with him. If you run into the father and son, kill Tang San at any cost. Understood?"
Bibi Dong gave her orders to Yue Guan and Gui Mei.
She had followed Tang Hao's trail here. The moment she saw Jade Little Sword, she knew Tang Hao had taken Tang San away.
"Understood, Your Holiness the Pope."
Yue Guan and Gui Mei cupped their fists in acknowledgment, then continued tracking Tang Hao.
After Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo had left, Bibi Dong gave Jade Little Sword a careful look and noticed his current state.
His lower half was soaked, and there was a pale yellow puddle beside him. Even a fool could tell what had just happened. A hint of disappointment showed in her gaze as she looked at Jade Little Sword.
"Little Gang, it's been a long time."
Seeing Jade Little Sword's proud bearing, Bibi Dong was the first to greet him.
After all these years, they were meeting again. She wasn't as excited as she'd imagined she would be. Instead, her heart was strangely calm.
She didn't understand why. The person she loved most was right in front of her, yet she couldn't bring herself to feel anything.
"Bibi Dong, why are you hunting down my disciple? Do you know that Tang San is my disciple?"
Having overheard Bibi Dong's conversation with Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo, Jade Little Sword questioned her angrily.
At his words, Bibi Dong shook her head and gave a cold laugh before asking him in return:
"Heh. Little Gang, do you know that Tang Hao and his son Tang San are Spirit Hall's greatest enemies?"
"Spirit Hall doesn't need you telling us how to hunt down our enemies."
Seeing that Bibi Dong was showing him no respect, Jade Little Sword immediately threatened her.
"Bibi Dong, listen carefully."
"Tang San is my disciple. If anything happens to him..."
"I'll destroy Spirit Hall at any cost!"
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