Past Events

Liu Erlong's order to leave was delivered without a shred of mercy.

Flender listened, a bitter smile surfacing on his face, his heart filled with inferiority and helplessness.

Facing the rebuke of the woman he loved, he found himself completely unable to respond.

For all these years, Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong had been locked in a cold war like bitter enemies, refusing to have anything to do with one another.

Caught in the middle, he could only watch helplessly, lacking even the qualification to step forward and offer comfort.

Behind him, Yu Xiaogang had reached the absolute depths of despair.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, forced out by the pressure of soul power, and slowly raised his head. With a look of profound sorrow and deep, ocean-like affection, he spoke in a hoarse voice:

"Liu Erlong, all that happened in the past... have you truly forgotten it all?"

He wanted to make one final, desperate struggle.

He hoped that by invoking the deep bond they had shared while traveling the continent years ago, he could stir the last embers of her old feelings and convince her to turn back and return to his side.

"All that happened in the past? Heh."

Liu Erlong acted as if she had heard a joke, her laughter filled with mockery.

"Yu Xiaogang, do you still have the face to bring up the past with me?"

"I waited for you here like a fool for over twenty years, long since becoming cold-hearted and broken beyond repair! And you still have the gall to mention the past!"

"However..."

Liu Erlong's tone shifted, suddenly softening a fraction.

Hearing this abrupt turn, Yu Xiaogang was instantly overcome with wild joy, his eyes erupting with a burning, expectant light.

His Liu Erlong had finally softened her heart!

She still had feelings for him after all!

Trembling with excitement, Yu Xiaogang stumbled two steps toward Liu Erlong, reaching out his hand, desperate to grab her, to grab the future...

But Liu Erlong merely cast a cold glance at him, and an invisible wave of soul power slammed him back down to the ground.

Liu Erlong's gaze moved past the wretched, disheveled Yu Xiaogang and landed on Xiao Yexuan behind him.

The eyes that had been filled with fury instantly turned as gentle as water, as if they could melt, and she said:

"However, I really must thank you, Yu Xiaogang."

"If you hadn't left me waiting in agony for these twenty-some years, how would I have ever met such an outstanding disciple?"

"You brat, what exactly did you do to Liu Erlong? What did you do to her?"

"Give Liu Erlong back to me! Give her back!"

"You damn brat, I'll kill you! I'll kill you!"

Publicly spurned by Liu Erlong, the heart-wrenching humiliation caused Yu Xiaogang to collapse on the spot.

He acted like a madman, like a rabid dog, lunging toward Xiao Yexuan with claws bared, his face twisted in a hideous expression as if he intended to tear the man to shreds.

"Yu Xiaogang, you really are becoming less and less like a human being!"

"Tell me, what use is there for you to keep living in this world?"

Liu Erlong's brows arched in anger. She raised her hand, and a massive surge of soul power coalesced into the shape of an unstoppable wooden stake, slamming directly toward Yu Xiaogang.

"Don't hurt my teacher, no!!"

Tang San keenly caught the icy killing intent in Liu Erlong's eyes, his expression shifting violently.

His hands moved with lightning speed over his Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges, and a Godly Zhuge Crossbow appeared in his grip. He aimed at Liu Erlong without a moment's hesitation, the bolt notched and ready to fly.

Xiao Yexuan had been closely monitoring every move Tang San and Yu Xiaogang made from the very beginning; he knew well that this youth was ruthless and impossible to guard against.

The moment he saw Tang San reach behind him, Xiao Yexuan knew exactly what was happening—the boy was about to use those insidious, lethal hidden weapons again.

The Godly Zhuge Crossbow possessed terrifying power. If fired at such close range while Liu Erlong had yet to manifest her martial soul, she would undoubtedly be gravely wounded, with no chance of escape.

Therefore, the instant he saw Tang San's movement, Xiao Yexuan's expression turned grave. He flicked his folding fan, activating his first soul skill without hesitation.

A streak of ink-blue light flew from the fan, instantly transforming into a large bird with powerful wings.

The bird circled, flapping its wings as it landed in front of Tang San, instantly whipping up a gale and forming a massive wind field.

The terrifying suction generated by the wind field seemed intent on dragging everything nearby into the black hole at its center.

Tang San's eyes were fierce, burning with rage.

That Liu Erlong dared to insult his teacher so brazenly, and even attempted to kill him—she was clearly courting death!!

The Godly Zhuge Crossbow in his hands remained locked onto Liu Erlong's head. He was certain that once the bolt flew, Liu Erlong would surely perish.

However, just as he was about to pull the trigger, the immense suction from the surroundings caused Tang San's body to lurch, his center of gravity instantly lost.

He pulled the trigger in a panic, and the bolt flew from the string, but under the interference of the wind field, its trajectory was completely skewed, shooting straight up into the sky.

Liu Erlong watched the bolt streak past her head and caught sight of Tang San stumbling about, unable to even stand steady in the wind field, and instantly realized the peril she had just faced.

A chill ran down her spine, breaking her out in a cold sweat, followed immediately by a volcanic eruption of boundless rage.

"Despicable coward! How dare you ambush me!!"

She could clearly feel the terrifying power contained within that crossbow bolt; if it had truly struck her, even if she didn't die, she would have been left critically wounded.

Liu Erlong had always possessed a temper as explosive as thunder, and the scene just now had nearly separated her from her newly accepted precious disciple, Xiao Yexuan, forever.

Rage instantly consumed all of her reason, and suddenly, raging flames erupted from her body.

Seven spirit rings appeared in response—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black—pulsing up and down and radiating a heart-stopping pressure.

She was like a fire dragon bathed in flames, carrying a heatwave capable of boiling the seas and scorching the heavens as she charged ferociously toward Tang San.

Before she even arrived, Tang San could already feel a scorching heatwave rushing toward his face.

The hair all over his body began to curl, and he could even smell the stench of his own clothes being singed.

"Sister Erlong, stop! Don't touch him!"

Seeing Liu Erlong looking so murderous and determined to put Tang San to death, Flender was scared out of his wits and shouted in a panic.

Tang San was Tang Hao's precious treasure; if Liu Erlong truly killed him, she would absolutely not survive, and no one in this world could protect her!

As a peerless simp who was deeply in love with Liu Erlong, how could he watch her commit such a monstrous mistake?

Burning with anxiety, he exerted force under his feet and rushed desperately between Tang San and Liu Erlong, wanting to prevent this catastrophe.

But Liu Erlong's speed was truly too fast, faster than he could have imagined.

Furthermore, Flender had previously been coldly rejected by Liu Erlong, and he already harbored some trepidation in his heart, so he dared not get too close and only watched from a distance.

By the time he rushed over, panting, Tang San had already been sent flying by the tyrannical aura erupting from Liu Erlong's body.