It's All Qian Daoliu's Fault / Strength Has Nothing to Do with Character

The infamous Tang Hao is about to be executed by the Spirit Hall in Spirit City.

This news naturally reached Tang San, who was recuperating from his injuries.

Behind the Holy Soul Village, Tang San sat alone on the edge of a cliff. He had already been to the cave, and as expected, his mother was gone too.

Tang San repeatedly stroked the old Sleeve Arrow in his hand.

Moonlight filtered through the bamboo leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground, much like his chaotic thoughts at that moment.

Tang San closed his eyes slightly, and the scene of his previous life when he walked out of the Slaughter City first appeared in his mind. At that time, he was a level 59 Soul King, possessing the Divine Slaughter's Domain, and trusted by Hu Liena, the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall. He also had incredibly powerful Hidden Weapon hidden in his arms. He remembered hiding in the shadows, calmly observing every flaw of the Spirit Hall members, wanting to rescue Xiao Wu with a meticulous plan and extraordinary strength.

Although the battle was dangerous, he was confident and assured of victory.

However, at this moment, the image in his mind shifted to the sinister and majestic judgment platform of Spirit City. The image of Tang Hao bound by chains lingered in his mind.

The Spirit Hall's display of force this time clearly indicates their intention to completely eliminate Tang Hao, thereby deterring the Fallen Soul Master on the continent who love killing.

With seven revered elders, numerous Titled Douluo, and a defensive Soul Tool specifically designed to counter Hidden Weapon, Spirit City was as impregnable as an iron barrel.

"I'm just Soul Ancestor now..." Tang San murmured to himself, his voice tinged with bitterness and helplessness. He opened his palm, and Blue Silver Grass slowly sprouted from it, its soft blades swaying gently in the wind, a stark contrast to the powerful and domineering Clear Sky Hammer of Tang Hao in his memory. He was still far from fully grown, and he lacked the financial support of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Even if he used all of the Tang Sect Hidden Weapons, how much threat could he pose to the Spirit Hall? Once he infiltrated Spirit City, he might very well face no return.

"But that's my father..." Tang San frowned, his eyes filled with struggle. When he was a child, it was Tang Hao who taught him the Disorderly Wind Hammer Technique, and it was his father who secretly protected him all along.

Although his father was a man of few words, his love for him never diminished.

The father shouldered everything alone, silently enduring everything, all to provide Tang San with a stable environment to grow up in.

Tang San reminisced about his fond childhood memories while simultaneously agonizing over whether or not to go and save his father.

The night wind grew colder, causing Tang San to open his eyes, which flashed with a dark purple light.

He recalled his days in Holy Soul Village, in the simple wooden house, where his father cooked for him and taught him forging. Back then, although life was poor, it was warm. But now, his father was in grave danger, and he hesitated whether to go and save him.

"Am I really going to stand by and watch my father be executed by the Spirit Hall?" Tang San clenched his fists, his nails almost digging into his palms. If he didn't try to save him, he would never be able to find peace in his heart; but if he did try, the chances of success were far too slim. He couldn't help but ask himself, was he really going to gamble his life on an almost impossible outcome?

Finally, Tang San stood up, but walked in the opposite direction from the Spirit Hall, which was the direction of the Slaughter City.

Tang San longs for family affection, but he knows how to analyze the pros and cons and consider the gains and losses.

Just like when he learned that Bo Saixi, the high priestess of Sea God Island, was his great-grandfather Tang Chen's lover, and that continuing the Sea God's Nine Trials would result in Bo Saixi's death, Tang San still chose to continue accepting the Sea God Inheritance.

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Spirit Hall

At the Spirit Hall Academy, a notice regarding Tang Hao's execution was also posted on the bulletin board.

It also detailed Tang Hao's actions over the years, including attacks on more than ten Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School merchants, twenty branches of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, Spirit Hall Branch...

The incident resulted in the deaths and injuries of 1,500 Soul Master and tens of thousands of ordinary people.

"Is this Fallen Soul Master? How could he kill so many people?" a student asked fearfully, covering his mouth.

"With our Spirit Hall here, how dare Fallen Soul Master be so arrogant?"

"How did someone like that survive until now?" some people wondered.

"Look closely at his identity. He's the son of the former sect leader of the Clear Sky Sect and the younger brother of the previous sect leader. He's also Titled Douluo. If he kills someone and tries to leave, no one should be able to catch him! He also has Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring. His strength is greater than that of an ordinary Titled Douluo." A student pushed up his glasses and pointed out the key information.

"What is the Clear Sky Sect?" This was asked by a student who enrolled a few years later.

When they were born, the Clear Sky Sect had already closed its gates for several years, and they had never heard of the Clear Sky Sect existence. When they studied history, they would skip over anything that wasn't on the exam.

This question immediately silenced the senior student who had been explaining things to them.

"..." The senior looked down at the junior who was genuinely confused and bewildered, without any pretense. "Did you fail history last year?"

"Haha, senior, you guessed right..."

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The golden silk curtains hanging from the dome of the Pope Palace were lifted by a strong wind. As Qian Renxue stormed in, stepping on the gilded floor tiles, the golden flames of her Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul burned fiercely behind her.

In the center of the council chamber, Qian Xunji was writing his speech for the trial with great effort. It had to be inspiring and he also had to memorize it.

"Dad, why did you wait until now?" The angelic fire erupting from Qian Renxue's fingertips burned the notice in her hand to ashes. "This kind of villain should have been purified by the angel's sword long ago!"

The golden wings on her back trembled slightly, and her magnificent gilded battle dress shimmered with a flowing halo in the firelight.

Qian Xunji frowned at the unsightly dust that had appeared on the clean hall. "Xiao Xue, some prey needs to be fattened up before we kill them."

"But now we have absolute strength!" A flash of anger crossed Qian Renxue's golden eyes. "With seven elders and other senior members in command, even if he hides deep within the Star Dou Great Forest, he can still..."

Qian Xunji tilted his head in confusion, looking at his foolish daughter. "Xiao Xue, you're still as stupid as you were when you were little, you haven't improved at all."

"Although your grandfather Qian Daoliu doesn't like what I do, he would never ask me this kind of question."

"I know..." Qian Renxue retorted.

"But... didn't you teach me to protect them, those Goddess of Kindness and innocent people..."

Qian Xunji no longer looked at Qian Renxue with wisdom.

The education I received from a young age clashed with reality...

As expected, it was all Qian Daoliu's fault.

Chapter 195 Strength Has Nothing to Do with Character

In the wise Qian Xunji's view, he couldn't have made a mistake!

He never lets himself suffer internally!

He never pretended to be fickle, hypocritical, unreasonable, or hypocritical in front of Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue failed to develop a personality similar to her own because she was influenced by others.

For example, there's that old Deng who loves to preach the most.

Qian Daoliu, completely unaware of what was happening, was once again framed by Hao Da'er.

However, now that Qian Daoliu is not in the Pope Palace, Qian Xunji cannot stage a scene of filial piety and can only face his daughter who is going through a "rebellious phase" alone.

To deal with her rebellious daughter, Qian Xunji could be even more unreasonable.

so...

"Qian Renxue, don't you feel guilty?"

The sudden question caught Qian Renxue off guard. Guilt about what? Weren't we just talking about Tang Hao?

What do I need to feel guilty about?

"The day before yesterday, a pregnant woman from Spirit City fell into the river and drowned. Why didn't you save her?"

Qian Renxue was truly bewildered. Had a pregnant woman drowned the night before last? But she knew nothing about it. What did it have to do with her?

"What does this have to do with me?"

"What does Tang Hao killing someone have to do with me having half a Gold Soul Coin?" Qian Xunji retorted confidently.

"Tang Hao is a member of the Clear Sky Sect, and he's wanted throughout the entire continent. My Spirit Hall has also been attacked. What does his killing have to do with me?"

"You don't condemn the Clear Sky Sect that raised Tang Hao, you don't curse Tang Hao, you don't think about killing those Fallen Soul Master, but you come to your father and question me. Qian Renxue, you've really made something of yourself."

Qian Xunji became more and more agitated as he spoke, even believing his own words. He glared at Qian Renxue, who was beginning to doubt him, and cried out, "Waaah, how could I have given birth to such an unfilial daughter? You wait, I'm going to tell my father that he's getting old, and his children have grown up and become unfilial. My life is so miserable..."

"No, that's not what I meant, Dad. I, sigh, I meant to say..." If it were anyone else, they would probably be used to Qian Xunji's Qian Xunji wisdom and unreasonable behavior. Only the obedient daughter Qian Renxue, would take every word Qian Xunji said seriously.

Moreover, after listening to Qian Xunji's words, Qian Renxue felt that they made a lot of sense. She felt that she was really an unfilial daughter. Instead of blaming Tang Hao for killing so many people, or cursing the Clear Sky Sect, she actually hurt her father's feelings.

"I'm sorry, Dad, I was wrong." After coaxing him for a long time, Qian Xunji was finally appeased, and the obedient daughter Qian Renxue showed a relieved smile.

"Ahem!!" came the sound of a refined old man coughing from behind.

When Qian Renxue turned around, she saw her grandfather, Qian Daoliu.

Dressed in a golden robe, with a gentle and refined demeanor, Qian Daoliu stood at the entrance of the Pope Palace, watching the father and daughter for an unknown period of time.

The thought that her grandfather had seen her just now made Qian Renxue blush bright red with shame.

Meanwhile, Qian Xunji, the father who was being coaxed by his daughter, acted as if what had just happened was perfectly normal. He even seemed a little aggrieved, immersed in his performance and persona.

Facing her refined and gentle father, Qian Daoliu, who was often driven to the brink of collapse by her own anger, she immediately began to complain about her daughter, Qian Renxue, "Dad, you have no idea how outrageous Xiao Xue was just now, she actually..."

As Qian Renxue listened to Qian Xunji's complaint, she lowered her head even further.

Seeing Qian Daoliu's expressionless face as he listened to his complaint, Qian Xunji became unhappy.

Qian Xunji now believes that he is the most miserable person in this family, a rebellious and unfilial child, and a father who is sometimes indifferent and sometimes violent.

"Are you done?" Qian Daoliu asked calmly after listening to Qian Xunji's Qian Xunji complaint.

Having spent so many years with the wiser version of Qian Xunji, Qian Daoliu could now take this level of madness in stride with ease.

"I'm done." Qian Xunji was not happy with Qian Daoliu's reaction, but still nodded in reply.

"Now that you've finished speaking, let's get down to business," Qian Daoliu said, waving his hand to close the palace door.

The entire Pope Palace now only houses Qian Renxue, Qian Xunji, and Qian Daoliu.

"Have you thought this through? Are you really going to publicly execute Tang Hao?"

"Is there any need to consider this?" Qian Xunji said, looking at Qian Daoliu with a sharp gaze. "What, you want to protect the other party and save Tang Hao?"

Qian Daoliu was not angry at his rebellious son's questioning. Instead, he sighed and said, "Of course not."

"But it's not necessarily the case for others."

If Qian Xunji had simply killed Tang Hao, it wouldn't have been a big deal. But Qian Xunji chose to execute him in public as a warning to others.

The news spread throughout the entire continent, giving the Clear Sky Sect a resounding slap in the face!

It's hard to guarantee that those men who have been missing for many years won't hear the news and come back to rescue their grandson.

Qian Daoliu came to warn Qian Xunji to prevent him from being caught off guard by Tang Chen, the Limit Douluo who is likely to have obtained the inheritance of a god.

Of course, he would also hide in the shadows and intervene at any time to stop Tang Chen.

After years of torment by his rebellious son Qian Xunji, Qian Daoliu's initial guilt towards Tang Chen has faded considerably.

According to Qian Xunji, since neither of them speaks up or clarifies the situation, it's normal for a rival in love not to help the other get together.