About half an hour later.
"Uh..."
A dull sound of pain came from Tang Xiao's mouth.
Immediately afterwards, his body instantly curled up, like a centipede burned by fire.
Tang Xiao Soul Power all around him began to riot, veins burst open, and bright red blood spurted out from those cracked blood vessels.
A large amount of blood flowed all over the ground, forming a small dark red puddle under him.
When Tang Hao saw this, he cried and screamed. His tears were like floods bursting from the embankments, and he couldn't stop them.
He roared loudly:
"Brother--!!"
Tang Hao quickly looked at Zhao Linchuan standing aside, his eyes full of pleading.
"Senior, I beg you to save my elder brother, please save my elder brother..."
"You don't seem to be surprised by your elder brother's current appearance?"
Zhao Linchuan spoke in an indifferent tone, his eyes fell on Tang Xiao who was curled up on the ground and covered in blood, and then moved back to Tang Hao's face.
"Kneel down and write down the Clear Sky Nine Absolutes and Ring Detonation secrets completely, and I will take action to save your brother's life."
"Okay! I kneel down! I will write down the real Ring Detonation secret book together with Clear Sky Nine Absolutes and give it to you!"
Tang Hao is now honest and does not dare to say anything more.
He quickly took out a pen and paper from Soul Tool, spread it on the ground, leaned down, and started writing.
He wrote very quickly this time, but also very carefully, for fear of making a mistake in writing a word.
About a quarter of an hour later.
Zhao Linchuan held the Ring Detonation cheat book that Tang Hao had just written in his hand, closed his eyes, and Simulation went over the operating techniques in his mind.
Soul Power circulates in the virtual meridians. Every detail of Ring Detonation's steps, Soul Power's direction, and Soul Ring's detonation sequence is clear and complete without any problems.
He slowly opened his eyes and nodded.
"I will keep my word and save your brother's life."
After saying that, Zhao Linchuan popped up a stream of blue light and hit Tang Xiao's body.
The flowing light was warm and soft. After sinking into Tang Xiao's chest, it spread quickly, wrapping his entire body in a blue halo.
After the treatment, Zhao Linchuan put the secret book in his hand into Soul Tool, straightened his robes, and said calmly:
"Let's go, it's time to go back..."
After saying that, he turned around, took steps, and walked toward the distance unhurriedly.
Yan Lingji and Ling Yuan followed him to the left and right.
The three figures moved further and further away, slowly disappearing at the end of Poplar Forest.
One day later.
Clear Sky Sect, Clear Sky Hall.
In the hall, the tall stone pillars are carved with the pattern Clear Sky Hammer. Each pattern is vigorous and powerful, symbolizing the supreme glory and majesty of this first sect in the world.
But at this moment, that majesty was cast in a haze.
Tang Xiao was lying on the stretcher on the floor with a lifeless look on his face.
His eyes were half open and half closed, his gaze was empty and scattered, falling on the beams on the roof of the hall, but he saw nothing.
His sister Tang Yuehua squatted next to the stretcher, holding one of Tang Xiao's arms and sobbing loudly, shaking it back and forth.
Tang Zhen stood in the center of the hall, glanced coldly at Tang Hao who was kneeling outside the hall, then turned to the woman standing aside wearing a light green dress and asked:
"Ye Family Master, Xiao'er's injury..."
That woman is the contemporary head of the Nine Heart Begonia family, Ye Shiyu.
She has a delicate face, gentle eyebrows, a black hair tied behind her head, a few strands of hair hanging down by her ears, and her whole person exudes a warm and moist temperament.
Ye Shiyu sighed, shook his head, and said in a soft and low voice:
"I don't worry about my life. I used Nine Heart Begonia to connect his broken tendons."
"But..." She cast her gaze on Tang Xiao's lifeless face, and the unbearable look in her eyes became stronger, "He will no longer be able to practice in the future."
"And, as time goes by, the original Soul Power in his body will slowly dissipate, until he becomes an ordinary person."
Tang Xiao closed his eyes after hearing this, and the tears that had been accumulating in the corners of his eyes finally couldn't help but flow out.
He already had a premonition of this outcome when he just woke up.
It was just these words from Ye Shiyu that confirmed the guess in his heart and made him completely heartbroken.
The once high-spirited Clear Sky Twin Stars, the genius Soul Master who had high hopes from countless people, the man who stood at the pinnacle of the young generation in mainland China, is nothing but a useless person from now on.
But this is not the most desperate, because although others can no longer practice, Martial Soul is still there. At least he can still enjoy the blessings and contribute to the sect.
But the next conversation made Tang Xiao feel real despair, and his face was ashen.
"Sect Master Tang." Ye Shiyu looked at Tang Zhen with a hint of hesitation in his eyes, "I wonder if the young master of your sect has ever married a wife and had children?"
"Never." Tang Zhen replied.
"Hiss..."
Tang Xiao frowned tightly, his eyes full of confusion, and asked, "Ye Family Lord, what do you mean by this?"
"Alas--"
Ye Shiyu shook his head again and sighed softly:
"The young master of your sect may be extinct from now on..."
"The ultimate--?!"
Tang Zhen's pupils suddenly shrank, and his face instantly turned livid.
He pointed at Tang Xiao, whose face was ashen, and said with a slight change in his voice:
"Master Ye Family, are you saying that Xiao'er can no longer be a man?"
"There is no absolute in everything."
Ye Shiyu bowed slightly, his tone sincere and cautious, as if leaving a slim hope for a desperate person.
"Perhaps there is something wrong with Shiyu's diagnosis. Sect Master Tang might as well ask for some more treatment Soul Master to take a look."
After saying that, Ye Shiyu raised his hand.
"Sect Master Tang, I will take my leave now."
Tang Zhen felt as if he was struck by lightning when he heard this, and his whole body froze in place, motionless.
His cochlea buzzed for a moment. The buzzing was sharp and harsh, like ten thousand flies flying around his ears, or like someone scratching the glass with an iron nail, which stung his scalp.
Tang Zhen looked at Ye Shiyu's back as he turned to leave. He opened his lips and wanted to say something, but couldn't say a word.
After a long time, he came back to his senses and said to Tang Yuehua heartbrokenly:
"Yuehua, go and send Master Ye Family."
"Yes, Father."
Tang Yuehua wiped his tears with his sleeves, wiped the tear stains on his face haphazardly, and quickly stood up.
Her steps staggered a little, and she almost lost her balance before she regained her balance.
"Ye Family Lord, I give you the moonlight..." She quickly chased after him.
After Tang Yuehua left, the hall became quiet.
Tang Zhen walked up to Tang Xiao, squatted down, and looked at his son's pale and desperate face.
His eyes were full of heartache and anger, and he spoke in a low and hoarse voice:
"Xiao'er, did you hear everything?"
"Father..."
Tang Xiao closed his eyes and his voice was low and calm.
"I want to be quiet. Please let the child go down."
"Okay."
Tang Zhen responded, stood up, turned around, and shouted outside the hall.
"Come here! Send Xiao'er back to the room!"