Tang Hao, Who Twisted the Facts, Had a Death Wish

Tang Hao stepped into Notting Academy and headed for Yu Xiaogang's office with practiced ease.

When he reached the office door, Tang Hao didn't knock. He simply pushed it open and walked in.

Inside, Yu Xiaogang was bent over the manuscript in his hands when he heard the commotion at the door.

He raised his head, ready to see which inconsiderate fool had barged in without even knocking.

But when he saw who it was, the anger on his face turned to shock.

"His Excellency Haotian?!"

Yu Xiaogang sprang to his feet and stared at Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao, who had walked in without a word.

"Long time no see." Tang Hao's voice was hoarse and low, heavy with the lingering despondency of a hangover. "How has Xiao San been doing lately?"

Yu Xiaogang nodded emphatically.

"His Excellency Haotian, Xiao San has been doing very well."

Tang Hao nodded and continued, "Then call him over. I have something important to tell him."

"All right, I'll go at once. Please wait a moment, His Excellency Haotian." Yu Xiaogang immediately left the office to fetch Tang San from class.

A short while later,

Yu Xiaogang brought Tang San back.

When Tang San saw the familiar figure before him, he could hardly believe his eyes.

"Dad." He hadn't seen his father since the summer vacation when he'd last returned to Holy Soul Village.

At the sound of that familiar voice, Tang Hao turned around and looked at Tang San standing in the doorway. He nodded with satisfaction. "Mm."

The strong smell of alcohol on Tang Hao made Tang San a little uncomfortable. Maybe it was because he hadn't smelled it in so long.

Ignoring Tang San's reaction, Tang Hao began,

"Xiao San, listen carefully. Your task now is to cultivate with all your might, every moment of every day."

"We're in big trouble."

"Big trouble?" Both Tang San and Yu Xiaogang were confused by what Tang Hao meant.

Suddenly, Yu Xiaogang thought of something. "His Excellency Haotian, that battle that broke out in Nuoding City some time ago—was that you...?"

Tang Hao's answer confirmed Yu Xiaogang's guess.

"That's right. I fought with some other Titled Douluo."

"Yu Xiaogang, leave us."

Though Yu Xiaogang was reluctant—he wanted to hear all the details of what had happened that day—Tang Hao's intimidating glare drove him out.

Once he was sure Yu Xiaogang had left, Tang Hao told Tang San everything that had happened.

Among it all, Tang San caught the most important detail.

"Wait." Tang San interrupted him and pressed for an answer. "Father, are you saying Xiao Wu is a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?!"

Tang Hao continued, "Titled Douluo can sense the aura of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. There's no mistaking that."

"The Titled Douluo who came here were Medical Saint Douluo Ye Shuyuan and Poison Douluo Dugu Bo. Ye Shuyuan sensed Xiao Wu's aura and wanted to hunt her down to get another Soul Ring for his grandson."

By now, Tang San had more or less figured it all out.

His father had fought back to stop those selfish Titled Douluo from hunting his Xiao Wu.

In the end, he had driven off two Titled Douluo all by himself.

But he had also been badly wounded.

At the thought, Tang San clenched his fists in anger, hatred flashing in his eyes.

No wonder. No wonder Xiao Wu had asked him to keep watch in Nuoding City that day. So that was why.

"Dad, what do you think of Xiao Wu?"

"I see the shadow of your mother and me in you and Xiao Wu." Tang Hao paused, then continued, "So I won't let the tragedy that befell your mother and me happen again."

Grateful beyond words for Tang Hao's actions, Tang San said, "Dad, I want to know more about my mother."

Tang Hao shook his head, unwilling to answer. "When you break through to Soul King, I'll tell you everything that happened to us back then."

Tang San nodded solemnly and placed a hand over his chest. "I understand, Dad."

"Ye Shuyuan, Dugu Bo, is that it? Once I've grown stronger, I'll make you pay."

"And that grandson of Ye Shuyuan's. If he dares to set his sights on my little sister, either he'll have to step over my dead body, or I'll grind him beneath my feet."

They had actually wanted to hunt his Xiao Wu for their own selfish gain.

So what if a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast had taken human form? Once she had, she was human.

And they still wanted to hunt her for a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring and Soul Bone.

They were insatiably greedy. They had a death wish!

Tang Hao nodded at Tang San's vow. The boy had truly grown up. He said earnestly,

"Good. But, Xiao San, act as though you know nothing about what happened today. And whatever you do, don't let Xiao Wu know that you know she's a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast."

"All right, Dad." Having lived two lives, Tang San naturally understood what Tang Hao meant.

Don't let the enemy catch wind of it.

Seeing how much Tang San had grown, Tang Hao felt reassured too.

"All right, that's all I needed to tell you." He walked past Tang San and headed for the door.

With his back to Tang San, Tang Hao said in an even tone, "Remember, don't reveal the Clear Sky Hammer unless your life is in danger. The people from Spirit Hall will hunt you down at any cost."

Tang San nodded, then reached out, unable to hide his reluctance. "Dad, are you leaving again?"

Tang Hao nodded. "Mm. I'm going to visit your mother."

Tang San watched Tang Hao leave with his own eyes. He wanted to stop him, but Tang Hao gave him no chance.

After Tang Hao left, Yu Xiaogang walked in from outside.

Sunset Forest, Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

"Whew, I finally shook him off." When Ye Qingzhou arrived at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, he let out a sigh of relief.

Good thing he'd come up with an excuse to get rid of Luo Feng.

He couldn't let Luo Feng know about the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well just yet, and he couldn't give him the Immortal Herbs growing there either.

As for when he would give them to him, that would depend on how Luo Feng performed.

Ye Qingzhou took out the Ruyi Hundred Treasure Pouch Dugu Bo had given him earlier.

Looking at the Ruyi Hundred Treasure Pouch in his hand, Ye Qingzhou took out a stalk of Blue Silver Grass.

He looked at the Blue Silver Grass, brimming with life, and planted her near the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Not a word was spoken throughout. The whole process was quiet.

Dugu Yan, who had come out for a walk, spotted Ye Qingzhou burying the Blue Silver Grass and looked puzzled. "Oh? Little Brother Qingzhou?"

"What's he doing?"

Dugu Yan tiptoed over to Ye Qingzhou, slowly and quietly, and curiously peered over his shoulder. To her surprise, he was planting a stalk of Blue Silver Grass.

She'd been about to ask him about it, but Ye Qingzhou hadn't noticed her. A mischievous idea suddenly came to Dugu Yan, and a wicked smile crept across her face.