Tang Hao Is Crippled

Qian Renxue's fingers twitched, and a blazing red longbow appeared in her hand.

She raised her hand and drew the bowstring. Soul Power, Mental Power, and blood energy gathered along it, forming an arrow streaked with gold and crimson. Its tip pointed straight at Tang Hao's brow.

Tang Hao was a Titled Douluo, after all. If he fought back with his life on the line, close combat would inevitably risk injury. A long-range attack was the safest choice.

"Father!"

"Brother Hao!"

Tang San and Tang Xiao cried out at the same time and rushed forward, their faces full of panic.

"Back!" Snake Lance Douluo and Porcupinefish Douluo instantly blocked their path. Snake Lance held his weapon across his body, while Pufferfish's Martial Soul swelled like a ball, its spikes bristling menacingly.

Tang Xiao gripped the Clear Sky Hammer and abruptly circulated his Soul Power. Violent currents of air swirled around the hammer as he prepared to strike.

"Miss, stop! Please show mercy!" Li Taibai suddenly rushed over and stood between Tang Hao and Qian Renxue, his voice urgent.

Qian Renxue glanced at him. Keeping the bowstring taut, she said coldly, "You'd better give me a reasonable explanation."

"Miss, revenge doesn't have to mean taking his life." Li Taibai turned around, an odd smile spreading across his face.

"Killing him would bring only a moment's satisfaction. It'd be far too easy on him."

"Tang Hao killed the former Pope. We have a blood feud with him. We should make him wish he were dead—let him live day after day in fear and regret, take away everything he treasures, and destroy those he loves most."

"Let him taste every suffering in this world, yet leave him without even the strength to take revenge. That's the most satisfying revenge, isn't it?"

A flicker passed through Qian Renxue's eyes, and her fingers slowly loosened on the bowstring.

The arrow she had formed dissolved into a streak of light and flowed back into her body. She put the longbow away in her Space Ring.

She looked at Li Taibai. "And what do you suggest?"

"Miss, just watch. I guarantee you'll be satisfied." Li Taibai turned to Qian Daoliu and called out, "Master, Tang Hao broke his promise. Please help me seal his Soul Power!"

Qian Daoliu hesitated, but in the end, golden Soul Power gathered at his fingertip. He flicked it, sending the golden light into Tang Hao's body.

Tang Hao felt a blockage in his dantian. The little Soul Power he had left was instantly locked away by a sacred force, and he could no longer summon even the slightest bit.

He slumped to the ground, despair welling up inside him. He didn't even have the strength to fight back anymore.

A sinister smile curled Li Taibai's lips. He joined the fingers of his right hand in a sword gesture and pointed at Tang Hao. "Green Lotus Sword, go!"

The Green Lotus Sword at his waist shot from its sheath and transformed into a streak of green light. It turned in midair, its tip aimed at Tang Hao, and lunged toward him.

Tang Hao watched the blade draw closer and helplessly closed his eyes.

His body was injured and his Soul Power sealed. He didn't even have the strength to dodge.

Perhaps his death could ensure Tang San and his elder brother's safety. At least then, he would have died for a worthy cause.

A breath passed, but the expected agony never came. Tang Hao opened his eyes in confusion.

"Miss, what do you think? Satisfied with my handiwork?" Li Taibai turned around, fishing for praise.

Qian Renxue instinctively took two steps back. Her brows furrowed, and undisguised revulsion filled her eyes. "Don't get so close to me."

Li Taibai's mouth twitched. He secretly checked the system interface. Qian Renxue's favorability had climbed to thirteen, but now it had dropped back to ten.

He sighed to himself, but couldn't hide his excitement. The system had told him long ago that a bound target could be replaced after their death. Before that happened, he had already bound Tang San, Tang Xiao, and Tang Hao to the three slots in the Resentment System.

The figures on the interface made his heart skip: Tang San, favorability -80, 3,200 points for checking in; Tang Xiao, favorability -30, 90 points for checking in; Tang Hao, favorability -50, 600 points for checking in.

Seeing those figures, Li Taibai knew there was no going back between him and the Tang family.

Since that was the case, he might as well let their hatred burn hotter. Maximizing his gains was the way to go.

Tang Hao sensed several strange gazes on him and instinctively looked down at his bloodied crotch.

An indescribable agony instantly spread through his body, as if his internal organs were being torn apart.

"Ahhh!"

He clapped both hands over his crotch and collapsed, curling into a ball as he let out a slaughtered-pig's shriek. The cry was so piercing it made everyone's scalp crawl.

"Father!"

"Brother Hao!"

Tang San and Tang Xiao could no longer hold back. They rushed over like madmen.

This time, Snake Lance Douluo and Porcupinefish Douluo didn't stop them. Even they thought Li Taibai's methods were too vicious, and Tang Hao was truly pitiful.

"Brother Hao, hang on!" Tang Xiao pinned down Tang Hao's violently trembling body and hurriedly channeled Soul Power into him to ease his suffering. But the wound was in a tricky place, and Soul Power couldn't fully suppress the agony.

Tang San knelt beside his father, his hands clenched into fists, his nails digging deep into his palms. Blood trickled between his fingers.

He slowly raised his head, his gaze like a blade dipped in poison, and glared at Qian Renxue and the others—especially Li Taibai. His hatred was almost tangible, ready to burn everything to ash.

"Kid, I hate the way you're looking at me." Li Taibai met his gaze, not the least bit afraid. Instead, he laughed, his grin radiant. "Want me to gouge your eyes out?"

He watched the figures on the system interface jump, and his heart soared. Tang San's favorability had plunged to -120, earning 4,800 points for a check-in; Tang Hao's was -100, earning 1,200 points; Tang Xiao's was -100, earning 300 points.

That added up to 6,300 points a day. The Tang family father and sons were practically walking treasure troves of points!

Hate me. Hate me with all your heart. Li Taibai sneered inwardly. I, Li Taibai, will take on every bit of your hatred!

Qian Renxue looked at Tang Hao, still screaming on the ground, then at Li Taibai's smug, contemptible expression. Her frown deepened, but in the end, she said nothing.

Perhaps this kind of revenge really was more satisfying than killing him.

Qian Daoliu sighed softly.

"Miss, what should we do with them?" Li Taibai rubbed his hands together, his gaze roaming over the three men like a buyer sizing up three goods for auction.

Qian Renxue glanced indifferently at Tang Hao, who was howling on the ground. Her voice was calm and even. "Do as you see fit. I'm leaving this to you."

Li Taibai's eyes lit up. He stepped forward and looked down at the three men, his voice laced with undisguised malice. "Remember this. My name is Li Taibai. From now on, I'll be your nightmare."

"Don't think about taking revenge on anyone else in Spirit Hall. If a single person in Spirit Hall dies because of you, I'll make the Clear Sky Sect pay with ten lives!"

"Don't doubt me. I'm the Grand Elder's disciple. I have that authority."

He paused, grinding a stone fragment underfoot with a grating scrape. "Get lost. Pray you never see me again. Otherwise, I'll represent Spirit Hall and take Tang Hao apart piece by piece, until all that's left of him is an empty shell."

Li Taibai wasn't afraid of making an enemy of Tang San. So what if Tang San had the potential to become a god?

He had the system. As long as he had enough points, he could kill even a god.

The confidence the system gave him filled him with courage.