If he had known things would come to this, he would never have let Xiao Wu stay by Tang San's side.
After all, Xiao Wu being kidnapped was a small matter. Tang San being crippled was the real disaster!
"Where's Xiao San? I want to go see him!"
Hearing that Tang Hao wanted to see Tang San, Yu Xiaogang perked up at once.
Tang San was an extremely important experimental subject to him.
If anything happened to him, Yu Xiaogang truly had no idea where he could find another person like him.
Besides, in his view, with Tang Hao being a Titled Douluo, he could surely remove the abnormal condition affecting Tang San.
After all, Yang Ziyuan was only a Soul King. Surely the methods he'd used couldn't leave even a Titled Douluo helpless?
"No need."
With that, Tang Hao vanished in a flash.
When Tang Hao arrived at the back mountain, he found Tang San looking utterly dejected as he punched a tree.
"Why? Why can't my Soul Power recover?"
"Xiao San."
At the sound of that familiar voice, Tang San spun around and cried out in surprise, "Dad, what are you doing here?"
"I came to see you and help with your Soul Power problem. Come on, let me see your hand."
Tang San looked confused.
As far as he knew, Tang Hao was just an ordinary blacksmith.
He was somewhat mysterious, but his Soul Power Level couldn't possibly be high.
Otherwise, Tang San wouldn't have spent so long living in poverty.
"Dad, a powerful Soul King placed the restriction inside me. Can you handle it?"
"Enough nonsense. He's only a Soul King! Your old man is a Titled Douluo!"
"A Titled Douluo?!"
Hearing Tang Hao claim he was a Titled Douluo, Tang San cried out in shock.
His father was a Titled Douluo? Then what had all those years of hardship been for?
Just as he was about to ask why, Tang Hao said gravely, "Xiao San, don't blame Dad. Our enemies are simply too powerful. When you're strong enough, I'll tell you everything—including what happened to your mother!"
Tang San fell silent.
Then, without a word, he held out his right hand.
But when Tang Hao sensed the terrifying power inside Tang San, his brows furrowed slightly.
The power gave off a familiar aura, as if...
His pupils suddenly contracted, and he cried out, "It's that guy!"
The power inside Tang San had exactly the same aura as the Black Hole he'd encountered.
That was enough to convince him that the person who had injured him and the person who had crippled Tang San were one and the same!
"Dad, what did you say?"
Tang San was confused by Tang Hao's sudden outburst.
"Oh, nothing. Let me see if I can get rid of this problem for you!"
Tang Hao's expression grew solemn. He began to draw on his Soul Power, slowly and carefully.
His Soul Power flowed into Tang San like a gentle stream, cautiously seeping into his body.
At that moment, Tang San's Soul Power was tightly bound by black chains. The chains seemed to possess immense strength, preventing his Soul Power from circulating freely.
Whenever Tang San's Soul Power tried to exceed a certain limit, the chains would suddenly unleash a powerful suction force, devouring every bit of the excess!
As a result, Tang San's Soul Power could never rise above roughly ten percent.
Tang Hao needed to sever the chains binding Tang San's Soul Power and remove them completely.
However, his Soul Power was far too strong and domineering for Tang San.
If he didn't control it carefully, he could easily damage Tang San's foundation.
So he had to remain vigilant at every moment, lest he cause Tang San irreparable harm.
But what he hadn't expected was that the moment his Soul Power drew near, the chains swallowed it.
He hadn't realized the chains could actively devour outside Soul Power.
This was troublesome.
"Dad, you can't fix it either?"
Seeing Tang Hao fail, Tang San felt hopeless.
If even a Titled Douluo couldn't solve the problem, did he have any hope at all?
"Xiao San, don't lose heart. There's always a way to solve it."
To be honest, even Tang Hao didn't believe his own words.
The chains were simply too strange.
Unless the person who placed them removed them, Tang Hao had no way to deal with them.
But if that person were willing to remove the restriction for Xiao San, he wouldn't have left it there in the first place.
What's more, all the signs suggested that the other party had deliberately placed the restriction on Xiao San.
Otherwise, with his strength as a Soul King, why would he have let Xiao San go so easily?
Still, one thing puzzled Tang Hao: where had a Soul King gotten such bizarre methods?
And his combat strength was astonishing, too. Otherwise, Tang Hao wouldn't have lost his right arm.
"Xiao San, do you know who those people were?"
Tang San shook his head.
"They never revealed their identities. But one of the two was a Titled Douluo. If not for him, Xiao Wu's identity wouldn't have been exposed! By the way, Dad, did you know who Xiao Wu really was?"
As he spoke, Tang San glanced at Tang Hao, seemingly without intent.
Tang Hao was a Titled Douluo, too. Tang San wanted to know if he planned, as his teacher had said, to make Xiao Wu his ninth Soul Ring.
If that was true, what was Tang San supposed to do?
"I discovered that little rabbit's identity when you first enrolled. But I saw that you two were close, so I never planned to harm her."
Tang San breathed a sigh of relief.
Thankfully, Tang Hao had no such intentions. Otherwise, Tang San truly wouldn't have known what to do.
After all, one was his father, while the other was the younger sister he'd promised to protect for the rest of his life.
"Xiao San, I really can't solve your Soul Power problem right now. But there's another method you can try. Find a Soul Beast that can absorb other people's Soul Power and make it your third Soul Ring. That should solve the problem of your Soul Power running low in the early stages."
"What about later?"
"Later? We'll make plans after I find out who the other party is."
Tang San nodded in agreement with Tang Hao's solution.
Soul Beasts that could absorb other people's Soul Power were rare, but they did exist.
With his teacher's knowledge, he should know where to find one.
Tang Hao then left, intending to investigate the identities of Yang Ziyuan and the other person.
As for Yang Ziyuan and his companion, they were resting at an inn in a small town.
After Tang Hao's right arm had been absorbed by the Black Hole, the energy it yielded had flowed straight into Yang Ziyuan, raising his physical strength by another level.
"Ziyuan, do you think Tang Hao is dead?"
"Grandpa, judging by the energy I received, he isn't dead. A Titled Douluo with a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring couldn't possibly yield so little energy. The method I left behind could at most leave him gravely injured."
"Gravely injured? That's enough. We just need a little more time to grow stronger. When the time comes, even if you don't step in, Ziyuan, we'll be able to deal with him ourselves!"
By his reckoning, Yang Wudi would reach level 90 within five years.
By then, the Breaking Clan would have two Titled Douluos.
And both would have Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings!
If Tang Hao dared to come knocking, Yang Wuhui wouldn't mind teaching him a lesson!
"Wonderful! Then I'll look forward to seeing what you and Second Uncle can do, Grandpa!"
Yang Wuhui was about to say something in response to Yang Ziyuan's teasing when a strange, sweet fragrance suddenly reached his nose.
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