Ning Fengzhi: Who Can Understand Me Squatting to Relieve Myself? Tang Hao's Death.

At the same time, within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

After the events at Shrek were reported back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Sword Douluo immediately flew on his sword to retrieve Ning Rongrong from Shrek.

Ever since he had been castrated, Ning Fengzhi and his daughter Ning Rongrong had finally reunited, and Ning Rongrong felt so aggrieved she wanted to cry. When had she ever been so terrified that she didn't even dare to speak?

"Alright, alright, stop crying now."

"Daddy~ Wuu~ Daddy, you don't know how terrifying they were! They slapped Clear Sky Douluo onto the ground with a single palm! Wuu wuu~~" The more she was comforted, the louder Ning Rongrong cried, desperate to pour out all her grievances.

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo stood to the side, sighing incessantly. This was the little princess they had raised and pampered! If they could, they would never want to see her suffer such indignity.

But who could have expected that a group of lawless people would suddenly appear and nearly tear Shrek apart? They had even pressed Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao into the ground with a single move!

"Sigh~" Ning Fengzhi sighed while comforting his daughter.

Ever since he learned of the soul ring configurations of that group, Ning Fengzhi had absolute certainty that they were the same thieves who had broken into the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect that night!

If there was anyone in this world who wanted to kill that group more than anyone else, Ning Fengzhi believed that even if Yu Xiaogang, who had been reduced to a Human Swine, were here, he would have to rank behind him in second place!

With the presence of Nine Heart Begonia soul masters and many healing-type soul masters, Ning Fengzhi's wounds had naturally scabbed over and healed long ago!

But! The things that were lost could never be recovered! Who could understand the agony of having to squat just to urinate? Every time he had to relieve himself, it was a torture to his self-esteem!

Ning Fengzhi hated the perpetrators with a burning passion every waking moment! In just over ten days, hatred had driven Ning Fengzhi to the point of paranoia!

A long time later, Ning Rongrong finally calmed down, and after a few words of comfort, she was sent to her room to rest.

"Fengzhi..."

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo both hesitated, wanting to speak but holding back, because this matter was impossible to advise on. Such a deep grudge was far more severe than having one's wife stolen and being caught in the act!

"Irreconcilable" was not even enough to describe it.

Ning Fengzhi waved his hand to interrupt the two elders, saying, "Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, there is no need to persuade me on this matter. If I do not avenge this, I am no longer a man! I, Ning Fengzhi, am irreconcilable with them!"

"But... but their strength is so great that we simply cannot contend with them! Even Clear Sky Douluo was subdued in one move! Even if I joined forces with the old bone, we might not be able to take down Clear Sky Douluo! Let alone the fact that that person only used one move!"

How could Ning Fengzhi not know this? But this grudge was carved into his bones! How could he possibly give up on revenge?

"Sigh~ I understand... Rest assured, I have not lost my mind! I have my own considerations for this matter; you need not worry."

Ning Fengzhi was not the type to only fantasize about revenge; he was thinking more about how to unite with outsiders to exact it! Now, it was perfect—Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao had become one of his allies!

Shrek Academy.

Dai Mubai was dead, and Zhu Qing, Xiao Wu, and Tang San had been abducted. That same night, Sword Douluo arrived on his sword to take Ning Rongrong back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Of the original Shrek Seven Devils, only Oscar and Ma Hongjun remained.

And it wasn't just the students!

Vice Dean Liu Erlong's meridians were completely shattered!

Flender had spent all of Shrek Academy's funds to hire Ye Lingling's grandfather to intervene, finally managing to reconnect Liu Erlong's meridians. However, Liu Erlong's future path of cultivation would be even more arduous; it would not be an exaggeration to say her path was effectively severed. Breaking through to the Soul Douluo realm would be the absolute limit for the rest of her life!

Then there was the Grandmaster, Yu Xiaogang. His five-limb wounds had healed quickly in front of the Nine Heart Begonia, but the severed limbs would never grow back!

"Wuu wuu~~ Xiaogang!" Liu Erlong lay by Yu Xiaogang's bedside, weeping bitterly.

Yu Xiaogang's eyes were bloodshot, his teeth grinding with a crunch-crunch sound. He had fallen into madness, shouting hoarsely, "No matter who you are! I, Yu Xiaogang, will spare no cost to kill you!!"

"Xiaogang, if I could, I would want to risk my life against them too! But they are not people we can provoke! Xiaogang, let's give up! From now on, I will stay by your side for the rest of our lives!"

Yu Xiaogang roared, "No! I still have a chance! I will write a letter back to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family! If my father, the Sect Master, is unwilling to avenge me, I still have Little San! Little San has Twin Martial Souls; his talent is beyond what that group can compare to! As soon as Little San grows up, killing them will be like slaughtering pigs and dogs! If I do not kill them, I am no longer a man!"

"Xiaogang..." Liu Erlong's eyes were filled with heartache.

"Sigh~"

To the side, Flender sighed in his heart and shook his head helplessly, thinking: 'From now on, he will need someone to take care of his every need—eating, drinking, and excreting. How can he possibly seek revenge? Sigh~'

"Sigh~"

Zhao Wuji also sighed, patting Flender on the shoulder to comfort his old friend.

The moon set and the sun rose; it was the next morning.

Tang San, on whom Yu Xiaogang pinned all his hopes, slowly woke up by the pool beneath the waterfall. Opening his eyes, he saw the dying Tang Hao beside him and shouted with intense emotion, "Father, are you alright? Who exactly are you! Why would you treat us father and son like this? How did we ever offend you?"

Xiong Jun held the Blue Silver Emperor potted plant in one hand and an iron box containing the Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone in the other. He glanced at Tang San and said, "Tang San, this is your mother, the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, the Blue Silver Emperor!"

Tang San: "??"

"Cough, cough, cough, cough~~~" Tang Hao propped himself up on the ground, his voice hoarse: "Ah Yin... what are you going to do to my Ah Yin?"

Xiong Jun continued to speak to Tang San in a calm tone: "Do you know now that your martial soul is the Blue Silver Emperor? Our Third Prince does not deign to deceive a mere three-ring Soul Elder like you! Hmph~"

"I..."

Tang San opened his mouth, his eyes fixed firmly on the potted plant in Xiong Jun's hand. It was a stalk of Blue Silver Grass with golden veins, almost identical to the one in Qian Pingchuan's hand!

"Father... is... is my mother really the Blue Silver Emperor? Did I really inherit the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline? Is my martial soul really the Blue Silver Emperor?"

"Cough, cough, cough, cough~~" Tang Hao nearly coughed up his lungs, saying weakly: "Little San, you have indeed inherited the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline, and your Blue Silver Grass martial soul has not fully awakened! When you reach level fifty, I have a way to make your martial soul awaken a second time!"

"Re... really? Father!" Tang San's face was full of joy. Thinking of the power of Qian Pingchuan's martial soul, he couldn't help but feel a sense of longing! He imagined himself one day standing atop the vines of the Blue Silver Emperor and the Nine-Headed Snake Cypress, confronting the Golden Sacred Dragon!

That spirited silhouette, that battle robe fluttering in the wind...

Puchi~

Just as Tang San was envisioning the future, a long sword suddenly pierced through the heart of his father standing beside him.

"Da... Dad!" Tang San watched with his own eyes as Tang Hao spat out blood, whimpered, and collapsed to the ground, his eyes wide open in a death stare of lingering resentment! Tang San stood frozen on the spot, completely stunned.

"Ah! I'm going to kill you!" Following this, Tang San suddenly went mad, his emotions spiraling into a frenzy.

Xiong Jun used his soul power pressure to pin Tang San to the ground, rendering him unable to move.

Tang San roared in despair: "Why! Why did you kill my father? Why didn't you kill me along with him?"

Xiong Jun looked down from above and spoke: "You should be grateful that you are the son of the Blue Silver Emperor! You inherited the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline, which makes you extremely similar to His Highness the Third Prince!"

The same Blue Silver Emperor mother, the same Blue Silver Emperor martial soul—anyone could see that Tang San was the counterpart of the Third Prince, Qian Pingchuan. Therefore, while Qian Pingchuan had the intent to kill Tang San, Xiong Jun could not act on his own to kill him without receiving explicit orders!

As for Tang Hao, with the orders from the First Empress Bibi Xi and the Seventh Empress Zhu Zhuyin, killing a Tang Hao who had defiled their counterpart was merely a convenient task.

Boom~

The next instant, under Tang San's gaze, Tang Hao's corpse exploded directly into a mist of blood! Six soul bones were left behind!

Head, torso, left and right arms, left and right legs—a full set of six soul bones!

Whoosh~

In the blink of an eye, Xiong Jun collected the six soul bones, then vanished from the spot with a whoosh, taking the potted Blue Silver Emperor and the hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone with him.

Only Tang San remained, his eyes splitting with rage, weeping in despair: "Why! Why! Ah~~ Dad!"

After wailing toward the heavens for over ten minutes, dull pains began to radiate from the injuries within Tang San's body. His eyes were bloodshot, his gaze filled with intense killing intent, and he gritted his teeth, roaring at the sky: "The debt of my father's murder is irreconcilable! No matter who you are, I, Tang San, swear that if I do not kill you, I am not a man!"

Without any prior agreement, Tang San, Yu Xiaogang, and Ning Fengzhi all coincidentally swore the same oath.

That evening.

Xiong Jun, possessing the talent for immortality cultivation, flew back to Tiandou City on his sword, bringing back the potted Blue Silver Emperor and the hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone.

"Is this the Blue Silver Emperor from another world?"

Just as Qian Pingchuan reached out his hand to touch the Blue Silver Emperor, the plant proactively extended its vines to wrap around his fingers.

"Your Highness?" Xiong Jun asked softly, and everyone turned to look at this scene in unison.

Qian Pingchuan spoke: "She is undoubtedly the counterpart of my Empress Mother! I can sense that her consciousness is somewhat chaotic; she must have mistaken me for her son."

Hearing this, Dugu Xue murmured: "This is the resonance between bloodlines. As you both share the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline, it is only natural for her to feel close to you."

"Hmm." Qian Pingchuan nodded, pondered for a long time, and said softly: "Second Uncle, Elder Xiong, I think... I want to resurrect her!"

"Absolutely not!" Dugu Xue rejected Qian Pingchuan's idea without a second thought! He immediately explained: "Your Highness, the views and attitudes of the Empresses toward their counterparts are extremely firm! Right now, it is difficult to determine what your mother would think. If, by any chance..."

Having said this, Dugu Xue did not continue.

But the meaning was clear: the other Empresses wished they could kill the counterparts who had lost their chastity! Empress Ah Lan's attitude would likely be no different.

"Sigh~" Qian Pingchuan pondered for a long time, finally sighed, and said: "Let's do this: transplant her into the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. Whether we resurrect her or do something else, we can decide later! However, I believe my mother is the most benevolent and would certainly not harm her life!"

Empress Ah Lan, a hundred-thousand-year life-form Blue Silver Emperor who had taken human form, was indeed the most benevolent, philanthropic, and compassionate among all the Empresses.

Xiong Jun opened the iron box and introduced: "Your Highness, this is the Right Leg Bone left behind after the Blue Silver Emperor's sacrifice; it is the soul bone most compatible with you."

"A soul bone?"

Qian Pingchuan nodded, accepted the soul bone, and said: "I will absorb this soul bone tonight, and tomorrow we will go to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well together."

"Going to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well tomorrow?" Feng Xiaodi turned his head to look at Dugu Xue, his face full of anticipation.

Dugu Xue was puzzled for a moment, then immediately realized and said with a smile: "Then let's make it tomorrow! Tomorrow, we shall help you condense your Ninth Soul Ring!"