Tang San Burns Village, Father and Daughter Locked in Pigpen

Seeing Tang Hao's hesitant expression, Tang San asked with some confusion, "Dad, what's wrong? What do you need to protect?"

"Nothing, nothing," Tang Hao cut her off, "There's nothing to protect."

Tang Hao quickly changed his tune.

"It's so hot."

Blue Silver Fox Liu Ruyan suddenly spoke a sentence, and Tang Hao couldn't help but be surprised—this Blue Silver Fox's intelligence was truly high.

Suddenly, he thought of something, "Could it be that you're Ah Yin?"

The Blue Silver Fox froze. She naturally knew what Tang Hao was referring to, but she didn't dare admit it at this moment.

It was better not to reveal that she and Tang San were both transmigrators.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Tang Hao also smiled wryly at himself.

How could that be? Ah Yin was currently hiding inside the waterfall at the back mountain.

Suddenly, Tang Hao also felt it getting hot, and hotter by the moment, as if he were being roasted.

"Why is it so hot?"

"And it smells like something's burning."

Suddenly, he abruptly noticed that flames were rising outside the house.

"Fire!"

Tang Hao was startled.

"How could there be a fire!"

Tang San smiled.

"Of course I set it."

Tang Hao and the Blue Silver Fox both stared wide-eyed at Tang San.

"Why are you setting a fire?"

"You won't let me go to Martial Soul Hall, so I'll burn the house down. If you still won't let me go, I'll burn the village down."

Tang Hao was furious in his heart.

He had never seen a child like this.

"Put out the fire first!"

At this moment, Tang Hao couldn't think about much else. He immediately looked for water to extinguish the flames.

Blue Silver Fox Liu Ruyan, meanwhile, was puzzled as to why Tang San wanted to go to Martial Soul Hall and burn down the house.

Wanting to go to Martial Soul Hall was understandable—others wanted to go, and she did too—

but burning down the house was incomprehensible.

It didn't fit Tang San's character.

Suddenly, she understood.

So this was her purpose.

This was a chaotic world, and she was supposed to set it right.

Otherwise, she would just have to wait twenty years to automatically become a god, which was far too easy.

Tang Hao began to put out the fire, but Tang San started taking burning matches and lighting the neighboring houses on fire, especially the roofs.

The roofs were nothing but thatch, easily set ablaze.

Most of the people in Holy Soul Village weren't home, busy working in the fields.

Tang San used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to run around wildly.

Other people's rooftops were lit one after another.

Ye Ying watched as Tang San was about to set his own house on fire.

He quickly used the system to modify things, making Tang San change direction.

Seeing Tang San leave, Ye Ying finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"I just wanted Tang San to burn down her own house,"

"How did Tang San end up burning the whole village?"

Ye Ying had simply changed 'return' to 'burn.'

[Tang San wanted to go to Martial Soul Hall but was refused by Tang Hao, so now she can only burn the house.]

Though it was clearly a bit disjointed, it still made some sense.

The Blue Silver Fox quickly followed behind Tang San, trying to dissuade her.

"Tang San, don't burn, don't burn anymore. If you keep this up, something bad will happen."

"Something bad? What kind of bad?"

Tang San didn't think anything bad would happen at all.

Seeing the Blue Silver Fox constantly blocking her, Tang San kicked out and knocked the Blue Silver Fox unconscious again.

She continued burning the village!

Finally, Old Jack, who had returned home, noticed something was wrong.

Why had the village suddenly lit up?

And it was all smoky too.

He hurried out to look.

When he saw the scene outside, he froze.

Tang San was holding a torch, hopping around like a monkey, constantly setting other people's houses on fire.

Anything that could burn, she lit up.

And behind her, the villagers of Holy Soul Village were chasing after her.

Though some people weren't home, quite a few still were.

"Tang San, you little brat, stop right there!"

Old Jack was stunned. He rubbed his eyes carefully. Tang San had always been such a well-behaved kid.

What had gotten into her today?

Could it be that she'd gone a bit crazy because Tang Hao wouldn't let her go to Martial Soul Hall?

In the end, Tang San exhausted all her strength and was caught by the villagers of Holy Soul Village.

At this point, no one in the village knew that Tang San had actually turned into a girl.

"Tang Hao!"

"Look at your son! This is your son!"

A group of people grabbed Tang San and pointed accusingly at Tang Hao.

Meanwhile, at Ye Ying's house, Ye Ying sat by the window, holding a cup of bubble tea and slurping away.

Watching the show while drinking tea—life was good.

This Mixue Ice Cream Fairy spirit was truly powerful.

Though he didn't know how strong it was in combat, being able to freely use soul power to conjure Mixue drinks was really nice.

And whatever Mixue had, he could conjure it.

It also restored soul power and stamina. As for any other effects, he'd have to observe further.

Speaking of which, if it had been the Drunken Sword Immortal or Coffee Sword Immortal, his drinks would've been way too boring.

"Village chief, what do we do about this?"

Someone asked Old Jack.

Old Jack thought for a moment.

"Set fire to the mountain, and you'll rot in jail."

"Tang San's actions aren't that severe, but she still needs to be punished severely. And Tang Hao, both of you father and daughter must face punishment."

"Lock them up for three months!"

"As a warning to others!"

The first to object was Tang Hao.

"What? Lock me up for three months?"

"Impossible."

Old Jack snorted coldly. "Impossible?"

"Men, seize Tang Hao at once."

"Lock him in the village pigpen—it's been empty and useless anyway."

Four or five sturdy villagers quickly stepped forward, surrounding Tang Hao, intending to take him down.

But they were ordinary men, while Tang Hao was a Title Douluo.

Back then, even without using his spirit, he could thrash Zhao Wuji. Let alone these common folk.

In the scuffle, the village men ended up battered and bruised instead.

"Tang Hao!"

Old Jack hopped and fumed in rage.

"Fine, fine—a blacksmith after all, with strength to match."

"Do you believe I'll send word to Notting City right now and have them summon a soul master from Martial Soul Hall?"

"I refuse to believe even that won't bring you down."

Hearing this, Tang Hao froze for an instant, and the force in his hands slackened.

Summon Martial Soul Hall's people?

It wasn't that he feared those petty scum from the Hall.

But he dreaded exposing his identity.

If that were revealed, what came next wouldn't be mere riffraff—all kinds of Title Douluo would swarm and surround him.

Then he'd truly be in danger.

Tang Hao gritted his teeth, itching to whip out the Clear Sky Hammer and smash Old Jack with one blow.

He shot a cold glare at Tang San.

All this was that girl's fault.

What madness had possessed her to set half the village ablaze?

"Hmph,"

Old Jack snorted again. "Now lock Tang Hao and Tang San in the pigpen for three months."

"Let's see if they dare burn the village again."

"Get in!"

The pigpen door slammed shut with a clang.

Tang Hao, disgusted by the stench, kicked Tang San hard.

"Rebellious Daughter!"

He regretted not disciplining her more strictly.

Or maybe the shock of turning into a girl and being denied the path of a soul master had been too much for her.