Tang Hao's appearance threw the Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo's plans into disarray.
Originally, the two of them only needed to sweep through the place and deal with Tang San to complete Bibi Dong's mission.
But with Tang Hao's arrival, the Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo knew their mission today would likely end in failure.
If it came to a fight, the two of them together still wouldn't be able to beat Tang Hao.
But Yue Guan and Gui Mei weren't willing to just leave like this.
"Tang Hao, you wretch! You dare oppose Spirit Hall?"
"Don't forget, your actions back then implicated the entire Clear Sky Sect and forced them to go into seclusion."
"If you hand over Tang San today, I can plead with the pope and have your past grievances with Spirit Hall wiped clean."
"If you refuse, both you and the Clear Sky Sect will be doomed because of what happens today."
Chrysanthemum Douluo threatened and tempted him with promises.
Since he couldn't win in a fight, he could only use the Clear Sky Sect, Tang Hao's weak spot, to make him give in.
He didn't dare return empty-handed and report to Bibi Dong.
With Bibi Dong's deranged temperament, if she learned their mission had failed and they hadn't dealt with Tang San, she would certainly punish them severely.
Chrysanthemum Douluo didn't want to be held to account by Bibi Dong.
"You're asking for death."
"Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer!"
Tang Hao's sore spot had been struck. His terrifying killing intent instantly turned tangible.
Back then, out of guilt toward his sect, he had spent years drinking himself into a stupor.
He had even given up on himself to the point of neglecting his own son.
If not for Old Jack's kindness and Tang San having lived two lives and learning to fend for himself early on,
Tang San would probably have starved to death long ago because of Tang Hao.
The Clear Sky Sect, it could be said, was the one line Tang Hao would never allow anyone to cross.
Now Chrysanthemum Douluo was using the sect to threaten Tang Hao.
How could Tang Hao not fly into a rage?
The Clear Sky Hammer blurred in Tang Hao's hands.
With every swing, lightning seemed to flash.
"Damn it!"
"Old Ghost, help me!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo's expression changed drastically!
His Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul Avatar, burst into life at once.
He used it to withstand Tang Hao's fierce attacks.
The Clear Sky Hammer's killing power was no bluff.
Chrysanthemum Douluo alone couldn't hold out against it.
As soon as Ghost Douluo saw the battle begin, he hurried to Chrysanthemum Douluo's side.
The two worked together seamlessly, yet Tang Hao still steadily kept them on the back foot.
"Father is actually this strong!"
Tang San was stunned by the sight.
He could hardly believe that the middle-aged man before him, who was holding two Titled Douluo at bay, was the same father who was usually unreliable and always drinking.
As far as Tang San remembered, Tang Hao could hardly be called anything but a good-for-nothing.
Every day, he did nothing but drink and ignored everything else.
"Little San, did you know your father is the famous Clear Sky Douluo?"
Seeing Tang San's wide-eyed expression, Yu Xiaogang immediately began showing off his extensive knowledge again.
In Yu Xiaogang's heart, Tang Hao was his idol.
He, too, had dreamed of breaking Tang Hao's record for becoming a Titled Douluo.
Unfortunately, Yu Xiaogang would never become a genius like Tang Hao.
But he could recite Tang Hao's rise to fame backward.
"Your father was once one of the renowned Clear Sky Twin Stars of the continent."
"Not only did he break the record for becoming a Titled Douluo, he also single-handedly caused the previous Spirit Hall pope, Qian Xunji, to die of his injuries."
Yu Xiaogang spoke at length.
He loved showing off his extensive knowledge.
Only in moments like this could Yu Xiaogang feel that he wasn't a good-for-nothing.
"Little San, so you're the son of the Clear Sky Douluo."
"No wonder your talent is so monstrous."
Dai Mubai sucked in a sharp breath.
He had been wondering how a genius like Tang San could possibly be an ordinary person.
Tang Hao had been a leading figure of the previous era.
It was only natural that his son would be a little monstrous too.
"Little San, with the Clear Sky Douluo here today, Spirit Hall won't be able to hurt you."
Yu Xiaogang patted Tang San on the shoulder, looking extremely self-satisfied.
Anyone who didn't know better would think Yu Xiaogang had driven back the Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo himself.
After learning about Tang Hao's achievements, Tang San's unease finally vanished.
With such a powerful backer protecting him, what did the Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo matter?
Back then, even with Qian Xunji there, they hadn't been able to do anything to Tang Hao.
Now there were only the Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo. There was even less chance they could beat him.
Before long...
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo were covered in wounds, their faces grim.
"Old Ghost, we're leaving!"
Though Chrysanthemum Douluo was unwilling to give up, he had no choice but to leave now.
If they kept fighting, the outcome wouldn't change at all.
Their most urgent task was to hurry back to Spirit Hall and report the situation to Bibi Dong.
Then they could wait for reinforcements from Spirit Hall and wipe out Tang Hao in one fell swoop.
"Tang Hao, just you wait. Spirit Hall won't let you off!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo gave a cold snort. His figure blurred, and he and Ghost Douluo quickly vanished from sight.
Tang Hao watched them retreat without a trace of concern.
If he were afraid of Spirit Hall, he wouldn't have smashed Qian Xunji to death back then.
"Little San, are you all right?"
Once the threat was gone, Tang Hao immediately went to Tang San and checked on his precious son.
After learning that Tang San was destined to become a god, Tang Hao couldn't have been happier.
If he weren't too ashamed to return to the sect right now,
Tang Hao would have taken Tang San back at once to rejoin the clan.
If the people of the Clear Sky Sect learned he had fathered a god,
they wouldn't just overlook his past mistakes; they would praise him to the skies.
"Father, I'm fine!"
Faced with Tang Hao's warmth and concern, Tang San felt a little awkward.
Tang Hao had hardly ever looked after him as he grew up.
Now that he was acting completely out of character and showing fatherly love as vast as a mountain, Tang San really didn't know how to react.
"Good, as long as you're all right!"
"If Spirit Hall dares lay a finger on you, I'll make Yue Guan and Gui Mei pay with their lives."
Tang Hao snorted coldly and boasted in front of Tang San.
He did have the strength to do it, but his hidden injuries meant he couldn't actually kill the Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo right now.
Otherwise, there was no way Tang Hao would have let them leave so easily.
But hearing those words made Tang San feel completely safe.
"Little San, Shrek Academy has been exposed. You can't stay here any longer."
"I'm taking you away, and I'll train you myself."
When Tang Hao got down to business, his tone turned serious.
He had already decided to take Tang San somewhere Spirit Hall wouldn't find him.
First, Tang Hao would put Tang San through special training and teach him all the Clear Sky Sect's secret techniques.
Second, Tang Hao would protect Tang San himself.
"Little San, His Excellency Haotian is right."
"Shrek Academy can no longer protect you."
"You must hide before Spirit Hall returns."
"Otherwise, if Spirit Hall sends people again next time, even His Excellency Haotian may not be able to handle them."
Flender agreed with Tang Hao's plan.
Tang San was a hot potato. It would be best if he disappeared as soon as possible.
That would be better for everyone.