Douluo: Poisonous Tongue, Loves Telling the Truth

Flender was the first to rush into Xia Ran's room, where he saw his hunched figure on the bed, followed closely by Zhao Wuji.

Having just recovered from the excruciating pain, Xia Ran clenched his fists tightly, instantly smashing the bedside table beside him.

"Damn it, that idiot Tang Hao!"

"Tang Hao?"

Flender and Zhao Wuji were visibly stunned when they heard the name; what did this have to do with Tang Hao?

"What on earth happened?"

"Wait for me here, don't leave!"

Too lazy to explain it to them, Xia Ran was currently beyond furious.

A dignified Title Douluo had actually used a mental attack to ambush a Soul Ancestor; if his mental strength hadn't far exceeded that of an ordinary person, he would have been reduced to a vegetable by that strike.

[Second Soul Skill: Shadow Escape]

His figure vanished, and when he reappeared, he had already arrived at the back mountain of the academy.

Towering trees blocked out the only moonlight, and the pitch-black forest was terrifyingly silent; even the usual chirping of insects had disappeared.

"Tang Hao! Get out here!"

Xia Ran did not hold back at all; as soon as he steadied his footing, he roared into the darkness.

As his voice fell, a tyrannical wave of soul power pressure bore down on the center of the clearing, as if it intended to crush him to pieces through sheer force alone.

In an instant, Xia Ran activated his Void Domain and slipped into the night, causing the pressure to lose its target immediately.

A ragged, unshaven, and slovenly middle-aged man walked out from the darkness.

He had no martial soul and no soul rings, but the moment he appeared, the space around him began to distort slightly—that was the manifestation of pure killing intent.

"How bold. Not only do you recognize me, but you dare to speak to me like this!"

He had been lurking in this forest for several days, and he had seen everything that happened today.

The moment Tang San attacked and tried to kill Xia Ran during the day, even Tang Hao had been deeply shocked.

He did not understand why his son had such a heavy heart for murder; they weren't even enemies, yet after just a few simple words, he wanted to put someone to death.

As the son of the sect master of the Upper Three Sects, he had been taught from a young age to lead by example and to punish the wicked, so in Tang Hao's eyes, Tang San was indeed in the wrong.

The fact that Xia Ran hadn't dealt a lethal blow immediately was already quite humanitarian.

"Come out! Are you planning to hide here for the rest of your life?"

Seeing that Xia Ran had easily neutralized his probing, Tang Hao stopped attacking, reined in his killing intent, and returned to the appearance of an ordinary middle-aged man.

Within the darkness, one figure slowly emerged, followed by two, then three; three figures shrouded in thick fog spoke simultaneously.

"A dignified Clear Sky Douluo, resorting to sneak attacks against a Soul Ancestor? Have you lived all these years in vain?"

Chapter 8: I Am a Divine Envoy

Tang Hao felt a bit embarrassed by Xia Ran's words; he hadn't expected that the first thing this young man would do upon seeing him was not to show respect, but to appear furious.

However, Tang Hao had long since learned to ignore verbal attacks.

Back in the Clear Sky Sect, not a single person in the entire sect had stood by his side, and he had endured the condemnation of his own kin back then.

It could be said that if he had any shred of dignity left, he wouldn't have caused such a catastrophe and then hidden away in Holy Soul Village.

"I ask, you answer."

"Otherwise, die!"

Xia Ran's evaluation of Tang San's Blue Silver Grass martial soul during the day had made him vaguely suspect that his son's cultivation path might be flawed.

He had seen Ah Yin's Blue Silver Emperor, and it was nothing like the chaotic abilities Tang San possessed.

That was a pure life attribute, and the quality of her martial soul even surpassed his Clear Sky Hammer.

The reason he had left Tang San in the care of Yu Xiaogang was because he had valued the theories of that trash.

But according to Xia Ran's claims, there might truly be a problem with Tang San's Blue Silver Grass.

Watching Tang Hao continue to act profound, Xia Ran laughed in anger; this bastard had almost turned him into an idiot, yet he still maintained such an arrogant attitude.

"Tang Hao, I advise you to show some respect. You're nothing but a cripple."

"And, you know better than anyone whether your son is an ordinary person. Do you dare say you didn't come to find me because of him?"

Xia Ran's tone was not polite at all, and it even carried a hint of haughtiness.

Faced with the repeated provocations of a junior, the last shred of guilt in Tang Hao's heart was buried by rage.

He had originally thought that if Xia Ran could solve Tang San's cultivation issues, offering some appropriate benefits wouldn't have been out of the question, but he hadn't expected this brat to be so ungrateful.

"A mere Soul Ancestor, speaking such big words. If your confidence relies solely on those two Soul Saints, I think you will die a miserable death."

"It seems I really must teach you a lesson today!"

"Tang Chen! Slaughter City! God Trial!"

The three figures in three different positions spoke different words in sequence, echoing in Tang Hao's mind like a heavy bomb.

The expression of anger on his face shifted into astonishment, and he stared at the young man before him in disbelief.

"Who exactly are you? Why do you know about my grandfather!"

Tang Hao was just about to make a move when he was interrupted.

Hearing the name Tang Chen once again, a glimmer of light returned to his turbid eyes.

Clear Sky Sect! Tang Chen! For many years, he had traveled across the continent, not only searching for a way to heal his hidden injuries but also inquiring about the whereabouts of Tang Chen.

That legendary figure who lived in the same era as Qian Daoliu—if he could only find his grandfather Tang Chen and bring him back to preside over the Clear Sky Sect, then the mistakes he had committed in his early years would not even be worth mentioning.

But the young man before him looked to be only in his teens; why would he know about things from that era?

"I am your grandfather!"

Xia Ran spoke these words in a tone that was nearly majestic and solemn, his aura carrying a hint of the disdain of a superior.

"You piece of trash, you tricked your own wife into sacrificing herself, worried your father to death, and implicated the Clear Sky Sect into hiding from the world, living your own life like a rat."

"Now you even want to use spiritual power to ambush a junior. If you can't go on living, then hurry up and die. Return those few pieces of broken spirit bones, and maybe the Clear Sky Sect can still help you raise Tang San for a few years."

After this barrage of words, Tang Hao was so ashamed that his old face flushed a deep red.

The matter of tricking Ah Yin into sacrificing herself was something even the Clear Sky Sect didn't know; why was it being spoken of by this young man before him?

Following the shame came even greater anger. His mask had been ripped off to his face, and this person was merely a lowly Soul Ancestor.

"You're courting death!"

He erupted with the might of a Title Douluo on the spot, all nine rings appearing at once, intending to kill Xia Ran instantly.

"Kneel!"

Just at the moment he was about to strike, three dark shadows roared in unison.

The tone was filled with boundless majesty, even containing a trace of the power of laws.

Even that scarlet 100,000-year spirit ring dimmed slightly; this was the suppression effect produced by Xia Ran utilizing the Void Domain.

"Have you forgotten who taught you the Ring Detonation Technique? Who taught you the Clear Sky Nine Arts?"

Hearing the mention of the Ring Detonation Technique and the Clear Sky Nine Arts, Tang Hao regained his senses.

In his mind, the image of his grandfather's upright back emerged, along with memories of practicing the Clear Sky Hammer behind the Clear Sky Sect with his grandfather years ago.

"Impossible, how do you know these things..."

"Could it be that you really are my grandfather?"

"I am not!"

"You brat! You have repeatedly toyed with..."

Seeing that Tang Hao was about to explode with power again like a stubborn fool, Xia Ran merged his three figures into one and floated in mid-air using his domain.

"I am the divine envoy of the Asura God, tasked with finding the successor to the Asura God. Even your grandfather Tang Chen must address me as Lord Envoy. You, a mere Title Douluo, why do you not kneel when you see me!"

"Kneel!"

The command, imbued with the Void Domain, landed heavily in Tang Hao's ears, making his heart tremble.

"This is the suppression of the power of laws..."

"Divine envoy of the Asura God?"

A stormy sea surged in Tang Hao's heart. This person knew all his secrets, knew about his grandfather Tang Chen, and even the power in his words could suppress him—could he truly be a divine envoy?

Seeing Tang Hao begin to hesitate, Xia Ran increased the pressure.

"Tang Hao, oh Tang Hao, this divine envoy has traveled the continent for many years. I have seen countless good people and bad people, but someone like you, who has betrayed everyone around them, is a first for me."

"He actually knows everything!"

Aside from himself, no one else knew these various secrets in such detail.

What surprised him even more was that, besides the Qian family of the Martial Soul Hall, there were actually other divine envoys in this world.

"Kneel before this divine envoy!"

On the third time, Xia Ran utilized nearly all the dark laws within his domain.

Tang Hao, who was weighing the pros and cons, fell to his knees before Xia Ran with a thud, his knees crashing heavily onto the withered leaves.

"Lord... Lord Envoy!"

Tang Hao spoke these words with some difficulty, but his expression was extremely respectful.

"If your grandfather knew you had lived to become what you are now, he would want to abolish your martial soul!"

"Look at yourself; where is there even a shred of the bearing of the Clear Sky Twin Stars?"

Tang Hao, kneeling on the ground, was scolded like a quail, yet even now, Xia Ran was not satisfied; he wanted to keep pressing the attack!

"How about it? That son of yours, whom you abandoned from birth—how has he been taking care of you these past few years?"

At the mention of Tang San, Tang Hao immediately became agitated.