Tang San Painfully Hands Over the Mysterious Heaven Skill

After Tang San landed, he took a long while to recover. His heavy breathing gradually calmed, and when he looked up, he saw Xiao Wu standing there with a vacant expression. He hurried over and asked, "Xiao Wu, are you alright?"

But Xiao Wu's gaze was unfocused, and she did not respond at all. Tang San had no choice but to turn to Tang Hao beside him. "Father, what's wrong with Xiao Wu?"

"Do I even count as your father?"

Tang Hao suddenly spoke, his tone full of icy coldness, accompanied by a sneer.

Tang San's heart sank sharply. He knew his identity had been completely exposed, but he could only force himself to remain calm. "Of course you are my father."

"The Sky Screen made it perfectly clear: a transmigrator from another world. How do you explain that?" Tang Hao berated him sternly. "What a useless thing! You were captured the moment you entered the instance dungeon. I, Tang Hao, do not have a son like you! Don't call me Father again. You are unworthy!"

Tang San clenched his fists tightly, his face filled with humiliation.

He had not expected that after enduring endless interrogation, he would return to the Douluo Continent only to face this!

But he really had fallen into Uchiha Shisui's hands, and there was no way he could defend himself now.

Rather than arguing over who was right or wrong, he feared losing this hard-won familial bond even more. His knees bent, and he dropped heavily to the ground. His eyes reddened as tears rolled down his face.

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"Father, I truly am not from the Douluo Continent, but you are my father! In my previous life, I was an orphan in the Tang Sect. Only after coming here did I gain a father. You were the one who let me experience a father's love!"

Tang Hao looked at Tang San kneeling on the ground. His fists tightened, then loosened.

He had originally been unwilling to acknowledge this relationship, but then he remembered the unique otherworldly cultivation technique Tang San possessed. In the end, he suppressed his anger and let out a long sigh, his tone softening. "Fine. Since things have come to this, it is not entirely your fault."

The chill in Tang Hao's eyes faded somewhat, though his voice remained grave and stern as he analyzed their current deadlock word by word.

"I can continue to recognize you as my son, but remember this. The entire continent now knows the secret of your otherworldly inheritance. That so-called Tang Sect inheritance is enough to make every major faction take desperate risks. From now on, you will be a prized piece of meat in every faction's eyes. Without anyone to rely on, every step you take will lead to death!"

"The only path to survival is to return to the Clear Sky Sect, borrow the sect's power to protect yourself, and suppress those who covet what you have."

At this point, his tone abruptly sank, filled with deep dissatisfaction. "But in the instance dungeon, you used the Clear Sky Hammer and were still easily crushed by that Uchiha youth, disgracing the Clear Sky Sect! Based on that matter alone, the sect will never easily allow you to return."

Still kneeling on the ground, Tang San instantly and completely understood the desperate situation he was in.

Without a faction's protection while carrying the Tang Sect inheritance, he had the entire continent eyeing him greedily. If he remained alone, it would not take long before someone captured and killed him for his treasures, leaving not even a corpse behind.

But he had not expected Tang Hao to continue analyzing the situation for him. All the displeasure from being harshly scolded by Tang Hao was cast from his mind. At that moment, he felt incomparably fortunate. Even in this crisis, his father was still showing him a path to survival.

Overwhelming gratitude surged through him. Tears rolled down again as he heavily knocked his head against the ground, his voice earnest and urgent. "Father! I know I was wrong! I have nowhere to advance or retreat now. Please teach me how to break this deadlock!"

Seeing his utterly compliant appearance, Tang Hao's anger finally vanished completely. A trace of satisfaction flashed through his eyes as he slowly revealed his true purpose.

"Unless you offer up that cultivation technique! That technique is no ordinary thing! Even the Uchiha Clan leader on the Sky Screen was tempted by it! Using it as a contribution to return to the sect will not be a problem at all!"

Tang San's heart stirred at those words.

He remembered Shisui, who had defeated him. Shisui was also from the Uchiha Clan!

Even their clan leader coveted his Tang Sect cultivation techniques. That was enough to prove the Tang Sect's strength, and a trace of pride rose in his heart.

But in the next instant, that pride was replaced by anxiety.

The Tang Sect cultivation techniques were the foundation of everything he had, his greatest trump card for establishing himself in this world. Handing over the complete version would be no different from destroying his own foundation!

Yet when he saw Tang Hao's unquestionable gaze, he instantly understood the stakes. If he did not hand over the technique, then either the entire continent would hunt him to death, or his father would abandon him completely, leaving him with nothing.

He did not want to lose this hard-won fatherly love!

Tang San's thoughts raced, and he instantly came up with a scheme—a crippled version of the Mysterious Heaven Skill!

He would remove its core essence while retaining the superficial cultivation effects. Outsiders would not be able to tell whether it was real or fake! He could deceive the Clear Sky Sect, preserve his own foundation, return smoothly to the sect, and use its influence to save his life!

However, Tang San had not expected that his cultivation technique had already spread!

"Father, I have decided! I will hand over the Mysterious Heaven Skill!"

Suppressing the scheme in his heart, he raised his head to look Tang Hao directly in the eye. His expression was resolute as he pretended to be painfully parting with it. "Father, I understand now! In order to return to the sect, I am willing to offer up the Mysterious Heaven Skill!"

"Good! Now that is my son, Tang Hao's son!"

A genuine smile finally appeared on Tang Hao's face. He reached out to steadily help Tang San up, then heavily patted his shoulder, his tone full of praise.

A wave of satisfaction instantly surged through Tang San's heart. As long as his father was happy, everything was worth it.

Xiao Wu stood quietly to the side, having heard every word of the father-and-son conversation.

She knew about the cold look Tang Hao had given Tang San earlier while watching him on the Sky Screen. That was not the look a father gave his son at all!

If even a father and son calculated against each other like this, then what did she count for?!

She gently bit her lip. For the first time, unfamiliarity and coldness appeared in the way she looked at Tang San.

She quietly took half a step back, creating a faint distance between them.

Tang San caught Xiao Wu's movement from the corner of his eye, and panic suddenly seized his heart.

He could stabilize Tang Hao, but what he feared most was Xiao Wu developing a rift with him.

He hurriedly stood and tried to take Xiao Wu's hand. "Xiao Wu, listen to my explanation..."

But Xiao Wu avoided him. Lowering her head, she interrupted Tang San's defense, her voice carrying a coldness and exhaustion he had never heard before.

"Tang San... let me be alone."

Inside Spirit Hall's Pope Palace, the atmosphere was taut to the extreme.

The next moment, space twisted slightly, and Dugu Bo's figure descended out of thin air.

Every worshiper and elder in the hall immediately perked up. Their suspended hearts abruptly settled, and they crowded around him, their eyes filled with urgency.

"Elder Dugu! How did the battle go? You got the Ninjutsu scrolls, right?"

"Are forbidden techniques like Izanagi and Izanami on you?"

"Take them out and let us have a look!"

The worshipers all pressed their questions forward, having completely lost their usual composure and solemnity.

Even Qian Daoliu, who had always remained detached and unruffled, could not suppress his curiosity now. He slowly stepped forward, his eyes blazing.

"This old man would also like to see their mysteries for himself."

Everyone in the hall fixed their attention firmly on Dugu Bo.

Only Bibi Dong stood atop the raised platform, her brows tightly furrowed.

Her gaze swept across the entire hall, but she could not see that familiar young figure anywhere.

Dugu Bo had returned, but Yu Zhi had not!

An overwhelming sense of unease instantly gripped her heart.

"Silence!"

An icy, authoritative rebuke suddenly rang through the entire Pope Palace.