Xiao Wu: Third Brother, So I Was the Soul Ring and Soul Bone Your Father Prepared for You?!

Ning Rongrong reacted the most strongly.

Her little mouth fell open in an O again, but this time, her eyes held not just shock, but also a trace of disbelieving defeat.

The son of the Clear Sky Douluo—that background alone was already intimidating enough.

And now he was an Innate Full Soul Power wielder with Twin Martial Souls?!

She came from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and had always believed that no one could surpass her in either talent or background.

But standing before this seemingly ordinary Tang San, everything she had been so proud of seemed to be crushed to dust in an instant!

What kind of monster was this guy...?

Under the crowd's many different gazes, Tang San's face turned from green to white.

He had only just been moved by his father's "deep affection" and "protection." In the blink of an eye, the Sky Screen had exposed the unbearable truth.

He could clearly feel Xiao Wu growing distant. He could feel Dai Mubai, Oscar, and the others scrutinizing him. He could feel Ning Rongrong's complicated gaze.

At that moment, it was as if he had been stripped naked, along with his father's hypocritical mask, and displayed in full view for everyone.

Across the continent, the uproar over the stark contrast between Tang Hao's past and present had yet to die down.

The images on the Sky Screen shifted once more, once again drawing everyone's attention.

[Two months later, Tang San set out for Notting Junior Soul Master Academy, accompanied by Old Jack.]

In the scene, Tang San carried a small bundle and looked back three times with every step at the dilapidated blacksmith shop, his eyes full of reluctance.

Inside the blacksmith shop, Tang Hao remained sprawled in a drunken stupor. He paid no heed to his son's departure, as though nothing more than an insignificant lodger had moved out.

Yet when the Sky Screen's view pulled back, people were horrified to discover a black figure trailing far behind the grandfather and grandson like a ghost.

It was Tang Hao!

He hadn't gone to see them off. Instead, he had chosen to follow them in secret.

The sight left even the audience who had just begun to despise him stunned.

Could it be... that he still cared about his son?

But before the thought could even take shape, the next scene shattered it completely.

After Tang San successfully entered Notting Academy, Tang Hao hid in a tree outside the grounds. His expression was cold, as if he were simply carrying out a task.

Just then, Tang Hao's pupils suddenly contracted!

His gaze locked onto a little girl in a pink dress who had just bounced through the academy gates!

It was Xiao Wu, who looked six years old!

The Sky Screen gave the audience a close-up of Tang Hao's face.

There was not the slightest trace of tenderness on his weather-beaten face at the sight of an adorable little girl. Instead, he looked like a miner who had stumbled upon a priceless vein of ore—

His greed and elation were naked and utterly undisguised!

[Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast!

Another transformed Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast!

The perfect Soul Ring!

The perfect Soul Bone!

An excellent supplement prepared for my son!]

A line of icy golden text appeared across the Sky Screen, accompanied by Tang Hao's inner thoughts!

"BOOM—!!!"

If the earlier scenes had merely shattered Tang Hao's image as a hero, then this moment sent his reputation plunging into the abyss!

He wasn't a hero. He wasn't even a decent father!

He was a thoroughly unscrupulous schemer who would stop at nothing to achieve his ends!

The scene continued.

The Sky Screen showed everything from Tang Hao's point of view.

He watched Xiao Wu enter Dorm Seven. He watched her and his son Tang San "become friends through a fight." He watched them compete, and finally watched Xiao Wu become the dormitory's big sister.

When he saw Xiao Wu eventually sharing a bed with Tang San and becoming his "roommate"—

The greed on Tang Hao's hidden face slowly receded, replaced by a smug, satisfied smile, as though he had everything under control.

He looked like a hunter watching his favorite hound become inseparable "friends" with the plumpest prey.

He didn't need to do a thing. He only needed to wait quietly.

Wait for the prey to grow up. Wait for the hound to need power. Then he could reap his reward as a matter of course.

The Shrek Academy examination grounds.

"Ah—!"

Xiao Wu let out a short, terrified scream. It was as if she'd been struck by lightning. Her whole body went cold, and in an instant, cold sweat soaked her back.

She stared at the Sky Screen in terror, trembling like a leaf in the wind.

So... ever since she was six, she had already been targeted!

Not by Spirit Hall, but by the father of the Third Brother she trusted and relied on most!

The words "excellent supplement" rang through her mind like the most vicious curse.

At that moment, every suspicion she had ever had was confirmed—and the truth was far crueler than she had imagined!

What if their meeting, their supposed fate, had all been nothing but a carefully planned deception?

Tang San was utterly stunned, too.

He stared blankly at the Sky Screen, then turned in disbelief toward Xiao Wu, trembling beside him.

"No... No way... Dad, he... How could he...?"

Tang San couldn't bring himself to connect the greedy-eyed, cold-hearted man on the Sky Screen with the father in his memories—a man who, though mired in despair, had occasionally shown him tenderness.

But the images on the Sky Screen were so real, and those inner thoughts were impossible to deny!

"Holy crap!

Tang Hao is a monster!"

Oscar swore in shock.

"Was he raising Xiao Wu like a pig? Did he see her as a Soul Ring he was preparing for Tang San?"

Dai Mubai's face turned ashen, his fists clenching with a crackle.

He didn't claim to be a good person, but raising a living person—as far as he was concerned—as "food" had crossed the line.

He looked at Tang San with an incomparably complicated expression, full of sympathy, but also tinged with wariness.

Ning Rongrong was so frightened that her face went pale. She instinctively edged farther away from Tang San.

She suddenly felt that the darkness and scheming hidden behind this seemingly gentle, harmless commoner boy were more frightening than anything she had ever seen among the nobility.

Zhu Zhuqing's cool eyes were full of frost. She merely spat out two words:

"Beast."

The entire continent erupted in an uproar.

"Oh, heavens!

So this is the truth?

The Clear Sky Douluo had been plotting to use this Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast from the very beginning!"

"How terrifying!

He not only plotted his wife's resurrection, but had already picked out the next Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring for his son!"

"How is this a world-shaking romance? It's a world-shaking fraud!"

Up in the tree, Tang Hao spat out a mouthful of blood with a "pfft," his aura instantly fading.

It was over!

All over!

His greatest secret, his deepest-laid scheme, had just been exposed to the whole world by the Sky Screen!

He had gone from a tragic hero, revered by all, to a despicable, shameless schemer!

All was silent.

The moment the Sky Screen revealed this shocking plot, the entire Douluo Continent fell into an eerie silence.