Tang Hao Pursues, You Call Him Master?

Snowflakes drifting~ The north wind whistling~

If Lin Yue were here right now, he would definitely have played this background music for Tang Hao!

The one-in-ten-thousand sliver of hope in Tang Hao's heart finally collapsed the moment he saw that empty, barren patch of ground.

There was nothing left there.

Only cold rocks, silent soil, and... a despair-inducing, deathly stillness.

After the wailing, Tang Hao's face turned a deathly, ashen pale.

Like a soulless walking corpse, he stumbled over to the spot where Ah Yin had been planted and fell to his knees with a heavy thud.

"Ah... Ah Yin?" A dry, hoarse sound squeezed from his throat, trailing off with a tremor like the whimper of a dying beast.

"Ah Yin, you're just hiding, right?"

"You're still here, aren't you? Ah Yin, answer me, hurry!"

"Ah Yin..."

Tang Hao knelt before the pit, his calloused hands frantically clawing at the cold earth, over and over again.

"Ah Yin—!!!" A heart-wrenching roar finally tore through his throat, the shout imbued with the power of a Titled Douluo echoing wildly.

This roar was no longer the sound of a human, but the ultimate lament of a soul that had lost all hope and its only pillar of support.

He stood up abruptly, his eyes blood-red, and terrifying soul power erupted uncontrollably; the pressure of a Titled Douluo made the entire waterfall tremble.

"Who?! Who the hell did this?!!" He shrieked madly, his voice distorted and twisted, filled with monstrous hatred and endless agony.

He could not accept it. Even if all the soul beasts had vanished, he wouldn't have cared, but for Ah Yin to be taken away—that was unacceptable.

Swish!

Just then, Tang Hao's gaze was suddenly drawn to an inconspicuous object in the corner.

It was a wooden box.

A box he knew all too well, crafted from the hardest ironwood!

It was the container he had made with his own hands to store the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone that Ah Yin had left behind before her transformation.

Boom—

Terrifying soul power erupted from his body once more.

"Who, who exactly is it?"

Tang Hao roared instantly, his soul power perception pushed to the limit.

Previously, he had assumed Ah Yin, like the other soul beasts, had been snatched away by that unknown force.

But upon seeing the wooden box, he realized that Ah Yin had likely been dug up by someone.

Even if she hadn't been, the soul bone she left behind had definitely been stolen.

Thus, he opened his senses completely, hoping to track the target.

A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, even if it had been fused, would still emit a trace of aura if not much time had passed.

"Found you!"

"It's Ah Yin's aura, over there!"

With his senses fully expanded, Tang Hao quickly caught the lingering scent of the soul bone, and with a flash, he gave chase in the direction Lin Yue had left.

Tang Hao was surprised that he could sense the other party; it proved that the person had only just left.

"Damn it!"

"I should have come back sooner."

Realizing this, Tang Hao was so filled with regret he could have killed himself.

Boom—

Carrying this extreme regret and fury, Tang Hao unleashed his maximum speed, hurtling in the direction Lin Yue and Ah Yin had gone.

Meanwhile, Lin Yue had no idea that Tang Hao was pursuing him from behind.

As he flew while holding Ah Yin, he didn't forget to keep his hands busy. "Ah Yin, what do you think Tang Hao's reaction will be when he finds out you're gone and the soul bone is missing too?"

"He will probably... break down!"

Speaking of Tang Hao, Ah Yin's tone was somewhat complex. "If he truly loves me that much!"

"Haha, it's probably true that he loves you, but it's also certain that he doesn't love your son."

Lin Yue laughed upon hearing this.

Hearing Lin Yue's words, Ah Yin's heart, which had softened slightly, immediately turned cold.

That's right, Tang Hao didn't love the child they had together at all.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have accepted the current Tang San.

And from the moment Tang Hao acknowledged Tang San, he likely never intended to tell her the truth, even planning to have her accept this so-called son without her ever knowing the reality.

At the mere thought of such a scene, Ah Yin felt an incomparable ache in her heart, grieving and feeling a sense of injustice for her deceased son.

"Ah Yin--!"

Just then, a cry filled with disbelief and joy rang out from behind.

Lin Yue turned around while holding Ah Yin, immediately spotting Tang Hao, who was flying toward them at high speed.

He actually caught up.

Lin Yue was somewhat surprised, yet he felt no concern.

So what if he had been caught in the act?

He might not be able to defeat Tang Hao, but what could Tang Hao possibly do to him?

BOOM--

As Lin Yue turned to look at him, Tang Hao quickly surged forward until he stood right before Lin Yue and Ah Yin.

"Ah Yin... is it really you?"

"You are my Ah Yin, aren't you?"

In this moment, Tang Hao's eyes held only the joy of seeing Ah Yin resurrected; he ignored Lin Yue entirely.

Because right now, in his eyes, there was no room for anyone else but Ah Yin.

Tang Hao felt as if his heart were about to burst with excitement; he truly had not expected that Ah Yin could actually be brought back to life.

Ah Yin was still as beautiful and moving as before, still just as captivating to him!

"Master, be careful!"

Seeing Tang Hao rush up, Ah Yin immediately broke free from Lin Yue's embrace and stepped in front of Tang Hao, shielding Lin Yue behind her.

Crack~

BOOM--!

Tang Hao, who had been full of joy just a moment ago, was struck as if by lightning upon seeing Ah Yin's actions and hearing how she addressed Lin Yue. His face turned pale, and his mind went blank.

Had he not noticed Lin Yue earlier?

No, he had simply subconsciously refused to believe that Ah Yin would be so intimate with another man, choosing to deceive himself by pretending not to see him.

Now that he heard Ah Yin call Lin Yue "Master," he could no longer lie to himself.

"Ah Yin... you actually call him Master?"

Tang Hao clenched his fists so tightly that his fingernails dug into his flesh, blood streaming down, yet he did not feel a shred of pain.

Because the pain in his heart at this moment was infinite.

"Tang Hao!"

Looking at the pained expression on Tang Hao's face, Ah Yin could not help but let a complex look surface in her eyes.

The man before her had once been her lover; she had even been willing to sacrifice herself for him.

Before she knew that Tang Hao had accepted his enemy as his son, even after losing her virtue to Lin Yue, she had intended to beg Lin Yue not to harm Tang Hao.

But now, she would no longer plead for him.

Furthermore, she would not allow Tang Hao to harm Lin Yue.

"You heard correctly; he is my Master!"

Ah Yin suppressed the complex emotions in her heart and spoke to Tang Hao calmly.

"No... I don't believe it..."

"Ah Yin, how could you acknowledge a human as your master? I am your husband!"

Tang Hao cried out in a breakdown.

"He forced you, didn't he?"

"I will kill him right now and save you."

Then, as if Tang Hao had realized something, he brandished the Clear Sky Hammer, pointed it at Lin Yue, and declared with domineering arrogance.