Tang San Refuses to Wait for Death, A Half-Hour Appointment

"Young Miss, think twice!" Seeing the murderous intent radiating from Qian Renxue, Li Taibai hurriedly stepped forward, gesturing to the spiritual herbs covering the ground.

"This is the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, filled with rare medicinal materials everywhere. If a battle breaks out here, the collateral damage will be inevitable—it would be such a waste!"

Qian Renxue whipped her head around, her gaze sharp as a blade as it pierced into Li Taibai: "Li Taibai, what do you mean by this? You want me to let go of my father's murder just for the sake of these herbs?"

"Young Miss, that is not what I meant!" Li Taibai shrank his neck in fear and hurriedly explained.

"I mean, if you want to fight, go outside! There is no need to ruin such a magnificent place just for these three people!"

Qian Renxue let out a cold snort and turned her gaze toward Qian Daoliu—Grandfather would support her, wouldn't he?

"Sigh..." Qian Daoliu let out a soft sigh, and a flash of golden light suddenly ignited in his eyes.

A majestic pressure of soul power descended like a firmament, precisely enveloping the two brothers, Tang Hao and Tang Xiao.

"Thump! Thump!"

The two felt as if an invisible mountain had been pressed onto their shoulders; their legs went weak, and they collapsed heavily to the ground.

Tang Hao let out a muffled groan, while Tang Xiao gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead as he struggled to resist the pressure.

But the soul pressure was simply too overwhelming; the ground beneath their knees sank at a visible rate, cracking into spiderweb-like fissures.

"Damn, is the gap really this big?" Li Taibai watched from the side, tongue-tied, the corners of his mouth twitching uncontrollably.

Is this the strength of a demigod? A level 95 Title Douluo couldn't even stand steadily before him.

It's a pity for these three walking loot bags; it looks like they're about to be gone...

"I presume this must be the Grand Elder of Martial Soul Hall, Senior Qian Daoliu?" Seeing this, Tang San hurriedly stepped forward and bowed deeply to Qian Daoliu.

Qian Daoliu's soul pressure was not directed at him, so he could still move freely for the moment.

Opportunities must be seized by oneself; he could not sit and wait for death. No matter what, he had to try.

Qian Daoliu withdrew his gaze, letting it fall upon Tang San as he asked, "And you are?"

"This junior is Tang San, son of Tang Hao." Tang San raised his head, neither servile nor overbearing, his tone sincere.

"My father often spoke to me of how Senior Qian is upright and uncorrupted, open and forthright, a man of his word who understands the greater principles and distinguishes right from wrong—one of the few truly good people on this continent."

Qian Daoliu gave a faint smile and said, "Little one, you certainly have guts, but there is no need to flatter me. This Seat is not so petty as to bully the young, provided you do not act rashly." With that, he withdrew his soul pressure.

He had his own calculations—while Tang Hao certainly bore responsibility for the death of his son, Qian Xunji, he knew the hidden truths better than anyone.

Forcing the Clear Sky Sect into seclusion back then was enough of a reckoning for his son, which was why he had never dealt a lethal blow to Tang Hao.

Tang Hao and Tang Xiao stumbled to their feet, gasping for air, their eyes filled with wariness as they looked at Qian Daoliu.

The pressure from that single moment had made them truly realize the gap between them—a chasm as wide as the heavens.

"Grandfather, why?" Qian Renxue looked at Qian Daoliu in confusion, her eyes slightly reddened—why would Grandfather let go of the man who killed her father?

Just then, the voice of Chen Qingxuan echoed in her mind: "Xiaoxue, Tang Hao is not the one who truly killed your father."

Qian Renxue shuddered, "How is that possible? Everyone says Tang Hao severely wounded Father, and that Father eventually died from his injuries!"

"It is true that Tang Hao wounded your father, but those injuries were not fatal," Chen Qingxuan replied. "The one who killed your father was someone else."

"Who?" Qian Renxue asked urgently. "Master, who harmed Father? Please, tell me!"

"Sigh, you can only ask your grandfather about this matter." After saying this, Chen Qingxuan fell silent and spoke no more.

Qian Renxue whipped her head around to look at Qian Daoliu.

She knew her master would not lie to her, and her grandfather's actions just now were indeed abnormal.

If Tang Hao had truly killed her father, given her grandfather's love for him, he would never have let Tang Hao go.

But why wouldn't Grandfather tell her the truth? Could the enemy be so powerful that even Grandfather fears them?

Under his granddaughter's intense gaze, Qian Daoliu's eyes flickered with subconscious evasion before he shifted his gaze elsewhere.

"Senior, the responsibility for what happened back then lies with me." Tang Hao took a deep breath, stepped forward, his tone resolute. "Can you spare my brother and Little San? I am willing to die to atone for my sins."

He had no other choice; the pressure from a moment ago had made him face reality. If he could trade his life for the safety of the other two, it would be worth it.

"Father!"

"Brother Hao!"

Tang San and Tang Xiao exclaimed simultaneously.

"Silence!" Tang Hao interrupted them sternly, his eyes firm. "This matter began with me, so it should naturally end with me!"

Qian Daoliu looked at Qian Renxue, a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

Qian Renxue remained silent for a moment. The murderous intent in her heart had dissipated significantly under Chen Qingxuan's words, but she had no intention of letting Tang Hao go just like that—he was, after all, an accomplice.

She lifted her eyes to look at Tang Hao and said coldly: "Tang Hao, you severely wounded my father; this debt must be settled."

"I will give you one chance. We will go outside to fight without using our martial souls. As long as you can hold out for half an hour, I will let you leave today."

Every grievance has its source, and every debt has its debtor. She would collect some interest today; as for the true culprit, she would investigate slowly in the future.

Hearing this, the tension in Tang Hao's heart snapped, and he could hardly believe his ears.

He looked Qian Renxue up and down—the girl looked no more than a teenager. Even if he didn't use his martial soul and just stood there to let her hit him, she might not even be able to break his defenses.

The Qian family really did have something wrong with their heads, though it was true that they kept their word.

"Fine, it's a deal!" Tang Hao replied in a deep voice, the heavy stone hanging in his heart finally dropping—today, the three of them were safe.

Li Taibai watched Tang Hao from the side with a faint, inscrutable smile, pondering to himself.

Qian Renxue's strength was unfathomable; even with him, Ling Feng, and Ye Fan pulling out all the stops, they hadn't been able to force her to use her Martial Soul, nor had they even managed to test the limits of her physical body.

Although Tang Hao was a Titled Douluo, he could not use his Martial Soul and could exert at most ten percent of his strength; he would likely be evenly matched even against a Spirit Douluo.

Tang Hao was going to have a rough time of it this time.

He lowered his head to look at the system interface, where the three newly unlocked binding slots were particularly eye-catching—these three slots were all conveniently under the "Resentment Sub-System."

He glanced at Tang Hao, Tang Xiao, and Tang San, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes—the fortune of these three was so robust that if he bound them, he would be able to rake in a fortune in the future just by relying on their resentment...

Qian Renxue said no more, her Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul Possession activated, and she turned to fly out of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Qian Daoliu gave Li Taibai a look, signaling him to follow, before taking off after her.

Snake Lance Douluo and Porcupinefish Douluo exchanged a glance and followed closely behind.

Tang Hao and the others hurried to keep up, with Tang San trailing at the back; as he looked at Qian Renxue's retreating figure, a flash of doubt crossed his eyes—why? Why had they come here?

The group left the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well and arrived at a clearing in the Sunset Forest.

Qian Renxue turned around, looked at Tang Hao, and said, "Are you ready?"

Tang Hao loosened his joints and said in a deep voice, "Please, enlighten me."