Oops! It's the Loving Beatdown!

Tang Hao's forehead was marked with several black lines.

Tang Hao's face turned pitch black.

Tang Hao was so angry he became embarrassed.

"You little brat, are you looking to die?"

"Brat? So you're an old rabbit? Hey little rabbit, do you know this old guy?" Tang Liu looked at the small wild rabbit tethered to the side, dancing wildly on the edge of death.

The small wild rabbit, shivering from the killing intent released by someone: "..." Don't drag me into this, hey!

Tang Hao's anger meter was maxed out!

Grabbing Tang Liu by the collar, Tang Hao's figure transformed into a streak of light, flying into Tang Liu's room. After sitting on Tang Liu's bed, he laid Tang Liu face-down across his lap and brought his right hand down mercilessly onto Tang Liu's little bottom.

Finally realizing what was about to happen, Tang Liu exclaimed subconsciously, "Holy crap, it's the beating of love! Dad, old man, I was wrong!" Damn, he forgot this was his own father, not those toxic friends from his past life! He'd taken the joke too far!

Tang Hao sneered, "Know you're wrong now? Too late!"

At that moment, Tang Hao's palm landed, accompanied simultaneously by Tang Liu's cry of pain.

After beating Tang Liu into submission, Tang Hao told him to cultivate in the room while he went off to drink, feeling refreshed.

It turned out that beating a child was truly an addictive activity!

He decided that if Tang Liu didn't listen in the future, he would just drag him out and beat him a few more times!

"Hiss—this old guy has no sense of restraint, is he even my real father? Wait, no, beating me this mercilessly is exactly what a real father would do, right? Hiss-hoo—it hurts like hell, how am I supposed to cultivate like this!"

Tang Liu clutched his bottom, complaining.

"Host, have you forgotten your first soul skill, Ethereal Defense?"

Tang Liu: "..."

Holy crap!

Tang Liu immediately felt terrible.

"Forget it, if I dared to use it, I'd probably get beaten even worse later..." Tang Liu comforted himself this way, then flopped onto the bed so his bottom wouldn't hurt.

"System, can I meditate and cultivate while lying on my stomach like this?" he asked.

"You can, Host, feel free to cultivate," the System said.

"Alright." Responding with a grunt, Tang Liu closed his eyes, his mental energy beginning to commune with his soul power.

"Seriously, it hurts so much I can't even walk, how am I supposed to make lunch later..."

Muttering, Tang Liu entered a state of cultivation.

At the same time, the System began to spam messages in Tang Liu's mind.

It was still that same passage.

However, this passage seemed to possess some kind of magic, actually stimulating the soul power within Tang Liu's body to circulate at an unimaginable speed without causing the slightest damage to his meridians.

In fact, under the scouring of such high-speed soul power currents, his meridians were gradually becoming tougher.

Just like that, Tang Liu quietly crossed the threshold of level 25, entered level 26, and was rapidly pushing toward level 27.

Five days later, early in the morning.

Just as he had said, Tang Liu's soul power cultivation reached level 30.

On the bed, sitting cross-legged in cultivation, his Third Martial Soul released itself automatically. Two blue-black soul rings circled his body, pulsing slightly, the light they emitted illuminating the entire room.

The door curtain stirred. Tang Hao had entered at some point and was standing by the bed, watching Tang Liu with a complex expression.

Sure enough, he was at level 30.

He felt very gratified in his heart, for he saw the hope of revenge in Tang San and Tang Liu.

He was also very puzzled, wondering why Tang Liu had such a rapid cultivation speed.

After a moment of stunned silence, Tang Hao was shocked once again.

"This, this is..."

He saw blue-black light mist continuously emitting from Tang Liu's body.

The two blue-black soul rings around his body became more solid amidst this mist, and the aura they emitted became even more powerful than before.

At the same time, those mists circled Tang Liu, faintly forming the shape of a halo.

As the mist continued to increase and thicken, that halo gradually became more solid.

Finally, the third soul ring of the Haolan Spell condensed and emerged just like that.

After the three soul rings pulsed around Tang Liu three times, they slowly disappeared, returning into Tang Liu's body.

Another breath later, Tang Liu opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was Tang Hao standing before him.

Startled for a moment, he said, "Why are you in my room?"

But Tang Hao ignored him, saying with a complex expression, "What level is your soul power now?"

"Uh..." Tang Liu was a bit confused. After taking a look at the system page, he said, "Level 31, what about it?"

"...Nothing." Tang Hao opened his mouth, but in the end, he didn't say anything. He walked toward the outside of the room, "Hurry up and get ready, then come out for breakfast. Since you've already reached level thirty, we'll be leaving in a while."

"Oh."

After lifting the door curtain and walking out, Tang Hao's expression instantly turned sorrowful.

Cultivating a spirit ring on his own... wasn't that the same as Ah Yin?

As a Titled Douluo, he could naturally tell that Tang Liu was not a spirit beast.

But since Tang Liu could cultivate a spirit ring on his own, did that also mean that if one were to kill Tang Liu, they could obtain a spirit ring, and perhaps even a spirit bone?

Tang Hao strode toward the stove, his mood heavy. But soon, he pulled himself together.

No matter what, he would protect Little Liu.

Besides, with Tang Liu's extraordinary teleportation spirit skill, it would be difficult for anyone to catch him.

"Dad, you told me to come out to eat, don't tell me you cooked it yourself?" Tang Liu walked out of the room and looked at Tang Hao in surprise.

Tang Hao said indifferently, "It's not like I don't know how to cook. Otherwise, would you and your brother have starved to death when you were kids?"

"You only cooked on and off for four years, okay? And it was hit or miss... Ever since I was four, my brother was the one who cooked for our whole family, okay? You actually have the nerve to say 'would you and your brother have starved to death'... I don't even know who the father is here." Tang Liu said with disdain, though his movements were not slow; he sat down at his seat and picked up his porridge to start eating.

Tang Hao was choked up by him again, clenching his fists to show he really wanted to hit someone.

After Tang Liu finished his meal at a leisurely pace, they prepared to leave.

Tang Liu carried a small bundle on his back, which contained a set of clothes and a few silver soul coins.

That money was what Tang Hao had earned forging farm tools over the past five days. Tang Liu had taken it; otherwise, Tang Hao would have surely spent it all on alcohol again.

After securing his small bundle, Tang Liu looked up at Tang Hao and asked, "Where are we going now?"

"To the Star Dou Great Forest, to get you a spirit ring," Tang Hao said indifferently.

"Oh." Tang Liu nodded, then naturally spread his arms wide, looking at Tang Hao.

Tang Hao: "...What are you doing?"

"Aren't we going to fly?"

"...No, we're walking."