Xueke Slaps Tang Yuehua Awake

I wanted Ah Yin to see Tang Hao's true colors. Then let Tang Hao trade the Clear Sky Sect's Inheritance Soul Bones for it. Tang Hao had two Inheritance Soul Bones over Fifty Thousand Years old on him.

Unfortunately, he refused. In his eyes, everything he had belonged to the sect. Let alone two Inheritance Soul Bones—even the Spirit Bones he had obtained himself belonged to the sect.

So Tang Hao refused. To him, Ah Yin was far less important than two of the sect's Spirit Bones.

And that was only the first time. There would be two more later on. I didn't even want to complain anymore. Tang Hao truly was a complete sect slave. Who knew how the Clear Sky Sect had raised such a fine dog? He thought about the sect every single moment.

Later, he even cut off his own limbs and returned the Spirit Bones to the Clear Sky Sect. Unbelievable. Would it kill you to give them back after you died? Without those two Spirit Bones, Tang Hao's Soul Power plummeted, and later I blew him apart with a single punch.

Even now, I still couldn't understand it. Maybe it was because I had never joined a sect. Tang Hao's loyalty to the Clear Sky Sect was comparable to the Strength Clan's loyalty to him—both were the loyalty of slaves.

Forget it. I won't think about him anymore. I'm no match for him right now anyway. Hmm... I'm here.

Xu Fan sprinted at full speed and reached the waterfall in a very short time.

"The Martial God Physique's physical enhancement really is powerful. My speed and stamina have reached an extremely high level. Even a Soul Elder probably couldn't run this distance faster than me."

Xu Fan looked at the rushing waterfall overhead and frowned. "Can I get up a waterfall like this? Looks like I'll need to think of a way."

"Tsk... just as I expected." Ning Rongrong was not surprised by Tang Hao's actions. She had met people from the Clear Sky Sect before, and some of them indeed thought this way.

She would never think that way in this life.

The sect might belong to her family, but if it was gone, they could rebuild it. But if a person was gone, they were truly gone.

Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes. "Two Spirit Bones over Fifty Thousand Years old are no small matter."

"Teacher, should we go look for Tang Hao?" Hu Liena was a little envious. She still did not have a Spirit Bone.

"No. Tang Hao is beside Tang San. Although he was severely wounded back then, he still possesses the Clear Sky Sect's Great Sumeru Hammer. His combat strength is terrifying. If he truly fights for his life, someone on our side may die. It isn't worth it." Bibi Dong shook her head.

It was not as though Spirit Hall did not have Fifty Thousand Years Spirit Bones.

Spirit Hall had far more Spirit Bones than the Clear Sky Sect.

They simply had not been given to anyone else.

After all, these were Spirit Hall's treasures accumulated over thousands of years.

They were not something a small Clear Sky Sect could compare to.

So it was not worth it.

Heaven Dou Empire, Moonlight Pavilion.

Princess Xueke looked at Tang Yuehua, who was on the verge of a complete mental breakdown, her heart burning with anxiety.

Tang Yuehua's face was utterly pale, and her body swayed slightly like a candle flame in the wind.

Her eyes were vacant and unfocused, with only tears constantly rolling down her face.

"Second Brother... Second Brother isn't that kind of person... no..." she repeatedly murmured, her voice as faint as a thread.

"Sister Yuehua!" Xueke was both frightened and anxious. She had never seen Tang Yuehua like this before.

And Tang Yuehua had been crying every day lately. Xueke was truly afraid she would cry herself blind.

In her heart, Xueke had cursed Tang Hao a hundred times already.

Why was that bastard so important to Sister Yuehua? Couldn't he go disgust someone else instead?

Evil Tang Hao!

Xueke gritted her teeth. Seeing Tang Yuehua like this, she made up her mind to separate Tang Yuehua from the Clear Sky Sect.

Smack!

A crisp slap rang out.

Xueke did not use much strength, but it was enough to briefly pull Tang Yuehua out of her despair.

Tang Yuehua's face turned to one side, and a faint red handprint appeared on her pale cheek.

She froze. Her murmuring abruptly stopped, and at last, a trace of movement appeared in her empty eyes.

She slowly turned back to look at Xueke.

Xueke's chest heaved violently. The hand she had used to strike Tang Yuehua was still trembling slightly, but her eyes were exceptionally bright.

"Sister Yuehua! Look carefully! Look at what you've become!" Xueke grabbed Tang Yuehua's icy shoulders, her voice rising. "For one Tang Hao, for a Second Brother who has long since become unrecognizable, are you going to destroy yourself too?!"

"He isn't the person you remember anymore! The burden of the Clear Sky Sect, Tang Hao's sins—they aren't yours! They never were!" Tears welled in Xueke's eyes as well. "You've spent your whole life thinking for the sect and worrying over your brothers. Now, can't you think about yourself for once?"

"You are Tang Yuehua! You are the master of Moonlight Pavilion! You are the lady admired by countless noble children! You have your pride, your talent, your life! Don't stay trapped in the past anymore. Don't keep grieving and exhausting yourself over people who aren't worth it!"

Xueke's voice trembled with tears. "Look at me, look at Moonlight Pavilion, look outside the window! Your world doesn't only have the Clear Sky Sect and Tang Hao! Live for yourself once, Sister Yuehua. I'm begging you... stop thinking about him!"

Tang Yuehua stared blankly at Xueke, her tears flowing even more fiercely.

"Wah... Sister Yuehua... don't scare me... don't be like that anymore..."

Tang Yuehua slowly raised an arm and gently patted Xueke's back, once, then again.

"Alright... alright." Her voice was terribly hoarse. "Stop crying."

"Alright, I promise you."

Xueke's sobs abruptly stopped. She suddenly lifted her head from Tang Yuehua's shoulder, tears still hanging on her rain-soaked little face, her eye sockets and nose tip red.

Tang Yuehua looked at her and nodded.

"R-Really?" Xueke sniffled.

Tang Yuehua had no strength to say anything more. She merely nodded again.

"That's wonderful... that's wonderful! Sister Yuehua!" Xueke instantly broke into a smile through her tears.

"Sister Yuehua, don't think so much anymore. Eat first. Only after eating will you have the strength."

"Mm."

On the other side.

Xu Fan observed the waterfall for a quarter of an hour.

He finally found the rock Tang Hao had pressed.

And this waterfall was not something Xu Fan could simply climb. Fortunately, many parts of the rocks protruded outward, allowing him to use them to climb up.

As for the waterfall itself, he would rely on his Soul Power barrier. Combined with his First Soul Skill, it would be enough.

Xu Fan stood beneath the waterfall, and a strange phenomenon appeared.

Behind him emerged the translucent phantom of a War Soul flowing with a Dark Gold gleam.

Xu Fan's skin also changed at this moment, faint pale-gold patterns appearing over its surface and slowly flowing.

His veins and blood vessels shone with a molten-gold luster, while every heartbeat sent ripples of light spreading around his body.

His pupils transformed into Molten Gold Color Vertical Pupils, while three faint golden Light Marks extended from the corners of his eyes.

The air distorted slightly, forming a pale-gold Pressure Field visible to the naked eye.

At this moment, Xu Fan's entire body was shrouded in oppressive golden light.

He radiated a suffocating sense of pressure.

This was the Martial God Physique martial soul!