Tang Hao's Utter Grief!

After arriving at Spirit Soul Village, Chu Qing first met with the fellow villagers who had cared for him, then took out the majority of the Gold Soul Coin he had on hand to gift to them.

"Little Qing! Why do this! You are at the age where you need money the most, this, this, this..."

Uncle Zhang looked at the Gold Soul Coin in his hand and couldn't stop saying.

The other villagers also repeatedly declined; they were a kind and simple-hearted group of people who truly regarded Chu Qing as their own child and wished for him to live well.

Chu Qing lowered his head, hiding the tears in his eyes, pulled his Spirit Master License from his Storage Ring, and forced a smile: "Uncles and Aunties, don't worry about me. I've already been certified at the Martial Soul Hall! I can collect Gold Soul Coin every month, so there's no need to worry!"

Only then did the villagers reluctantly accept the Gold Soul Coin, and they proceeded to slaughter cattle and sheep to host a feast for Chu Qing.

After staying for a few days like this, Chu Qing paid his respects to his parents, gave Director Su an Immortal Herb, and finally set off toward the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

At the same time, Tang Hao, who was secretly observing Tang San, suddenly felt his heart tighten, as if something of great importance had been lost.

He possessed nothing else; the only things he cherished in his life were his son Tang San and his departed lover Ah Yin.

However, Tang San was standing alive and well right before his eyes, even though Tang San could not see him.

"Could it be..." A bad premonition suddenly rose in Tang Hao's heart.

"Could something have happened to Ah Yin!" He had placed her in such a hidden spot behind the village mountain; how could anyone have known? He hadn't told a soul!

"It can't be, it can't be..." Tang Hao comforted himself, but he could not stop the anxiety in his heart.

He finally made up his mind to go back and check!

He immediately utilized his strength as a Titled Douluo to rush back, sprinting at full speed toward the place where Ah Yin was hidden!

As he neared his destination, the unease in Tang Hao's heart grew more intense, but he still clung to a glimmer of hope, comforting himself: "It won't be, it won't be, Ah Yin will be fine! She will absolutely be fine!"

But the closer he got to the destination, the more Tang Hao's pace slowed down involuntarily. He walked step by step through the back mountain, carefully sensing his surroundings.

That aura of life was truly gone! Tang Hao was filled with anxiety, trying to convince himself that nothing could be wrong.

As he continued, Tang Hao finally reached the waterfall. He flashed inside and quickly arrived before the stone chamber.

"As long as she is here, it will be fine. As long as she is here." Tang Hao prayed silently, even though he could no longer sense any of Ah Yin's aura.

But reality would ultimately shatter all illusions. The mound of earth where Ah Yin had been placed was completely empty; there was no trace of her. Furthermore, the box containing the Blue Silver Emperor Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, which he had hidden in the shadows, had been opened by someone, and the soul bone had vanished into thin air.

This sight completely shattered Tang Hao.

The Ah Yin he had guarded with his heart for ten years! She had been heartlessly snatched away just like that!

And the legacy she had left for their son, her soul bone! It had also completely disappeared!

Tang Hao's eyes turned bloodshot, and he roared loudly: "Who did this? Who the hell did this!" His cry of grief echoed through the heavens and earth.

The small animals on the back mountain were so frightened by this roar that they didn't dare move; even a ferocious tiger lowered its head!

Immediately, Tang Hao released his spirit power without reservation. Nine spirit rings lit up in succession, and the terrifying pressure of a Titled Douluo instantly blanketed the entire area. He searched inch by inch, wanting to find even the slightest clue, to find the culprit who had stolen Ah Yin! He would tear them limb from limb!

"Damn it! Who! Who exactly is it!" But even after releasing all his spirit power, he still could not find a single trace of the culprit's aura.

"Damn it, no matter who you are, I, Tang Hao, swear to the heavens that even if I have to scour the entire continent, I will find you!" Tang Hao looked like a madman, gasping for air like an ox, swinging his Clear Sky Hammer to destroy the surroundings aimlessly.

After venting for a long time, Tang Hao finally stopped, powerless. Silent tears fell as he cried out: "Ah Yin! It is I who have failed you!"

The sound of his wailing echoed through the heavens and earth.

Chu Qing was completely unaware of this. By this time, he had already returned to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and was attending the farewell banquet Ning Fengzhi had prepared for their departure.

"Little Qing, I must thank you for Rongrong's martial soul. After her Martial Soul Evolution, the strength of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will increase by a huge margin! Rongrong's future achievements will surely surpass mine! Come, Uncle will toast you!"

"I dare not, I dare not! I am unworthy of such praise, Chu Qing is ashamed to accept it. This was simply the opportunity Rongrong was meant to have."

Rongrong said: "Brother Qing, don't decline! If you ask me, it wouldn't be too much for my dad to hand the position of Sect Master over to you!"

Chu Qing smiled awkwardly and said nothing.

Listening to Rongrong's childish words, Ning Fengzhi did not refute them. The evolution from the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda to the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda was an achievement he had failed to reach in his entire life! This meant that Rongrong could break through her shackles and might even reach the rank of Titled Douluo in the future!

If Rongrong could be with Chu Qing in the future... then what harm would there be in letting him have the Sect Master position? In any case, the child would still belong to his Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!

"No, by then it should be called the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect!" Ning Fengzhi thought to himself. But that was a matter for the future.

He then changed the subject: "Regardless, thank you, Little Qing! Since you and Rongrong are going to study, I must ask you to take good care of her."

"Don't worry, Uncle Ning, I will definitely look after Rongrong." Having said that, he looked at Rongrong with doting eyes.

"If you don't mind, treat the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect as your home from now on. No matter what happens in the future, you can use my name, Ning Fengzhi! Uncle still has some reputation on this continent."

Chu Qing agreed. As if, who didn't know Ning Fengzhi? The Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect—that wasn't just "some" reputation; it was known to everyone under the heavens!

Still, it was a good connection to have. That was certainly not a bad thing.

Sword Douluo said: "Come, Sect Master, I suggest everyone raise their glasses to wish Little Qing and Rongrong a smooth journey."

"This is so awkward." Chu Qing felt completely uncomfortable. He turned to look at Rongrong, and just as he did, she turned to look at him, a blush rising on both their faces.

"Cheers!" Everyone at the table toasted.

Early the next morning, Chu Qing and Rongrong set off on their journey, and a few days later, they arrived at Suotuo City.

Having traveled for a long time, the two quickly found a restaurant to eat and rest. Just as they sat down, an unfriendly voice came from behind them: "Get up!"

Chu Qing turned around to see a sallow-faced, thin, short, wretched-looking, and prematurely aged fifty-year-old man walking over, leading a plain-looking, unremarkable youth.

It was none other than Yu Xiaogang and Tang San!