Tang Yuehua's Brotherly and Sisterly Respect

A-Yin felt a sense of shame as Liu Erlong pinched her chin in an incredibly flirtatious manner.

Why does this little sister feel a bit like a female hooligan?

However, the next moment, a voice as faint as a mosquito's hum was delivered precisely into her ear—

"Sister, you wouldn't want your identity as a Ten Thousand Year Soul Beast to be discovered, would you?"

A-Yin's body stiffened abruptly.

She looked around in a panic.

No one else had heard those words. The voice seemed to have been isolated by some power, directed solely at her.

Only a Title Douluo could see through a Ten Thousand Year Soul Beast that had taken human form.

How could this young girl... possibly know?!

"Don't panic, Sister." Liu Erlong withdrew her finger and wrapped an arm around her waist with a beaming smile. "Come with me."

Before A-Yin could react, she was already being led toward the hotel.

"Let go of A-Yin!"

A roar exploded.

Tang Hao's eyes were bloodshot, and he was panting like an ox.

The humiliation of being beaten by Liu Erlong was still festering in his chest, and now, the woman he had brought with him was being snatched away?

If this could be endured, what could not!

His Soul Power surged violently, seven Soul Rings lit up simultaneously, and the Clear Sky Hammer appeared in his hand out of thin air as he prepared to charge forward.

However—

A tall, curvaceous figure blocked his path.

She wore a Black Dress, her long blue hair flowed loose, and an exquisite mask covered her face.

"Get lost!"

Tang Hao roared, not taking this person seriously at all.

He had been beaten by Liu Erlong earlier, but she was a Six-Ring Soul Emperor, so he accepted it.

Now, some random nobody dared to block him?

However, the next second—

Two yellow and one purple, followed by one black.

Four Soul Rings emerged from beneath the Masked Woman's feet.

The entire scene fell silent instantly.

"The... the fourth ring is a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring?!"

"Another fourth ring that is a Ten Thousand Year one!"

"What kind of day is this? Are all the Prodigies gathering here?"

"What is this Masked Woman's background?"

The Soul Rings were naturally simulated by Jiang Ce's ability.

Tang Hao's pupils constricted, and his expression turned even gloomier.

"Four rings? You're courting death!"

He took a step forward, and the Clear Sky Hammer smashed down with a whistling wind.

The Masked Woman's figure flashed, and she leaped away gracefully.

Tang Hao's hammer missed, smashing a large crater into the ground.

He immediately turned to pursue, his speed extremely fast, his fist wrapped in Soul Power as he struck toward that black-clad figure—

Yet, the Masked Woman was like a gust of wind, leaping away the instant he was about to touch her every time, her movement technique nimble and her footwork uncanny.

Tang Hao pursued, she retreated.

Tang Hao accelerated, she drifted away.

He was always just a fraction short, unable to reach her.

"Stop!"

Tang Hao roared, lunging at her again.

Just as he was about to grab her shoulder—

A beam of light shot out from her fingertips.

Immobilize!

Tang Hao's body stiffened abruptly in mid-air.

But his Soul Power was profound, and he broke through the restraint in less than a second.

Before he could take another step, however, another beam of light descended—

Entangle!

Phantom black vines rose from beneath his feet, binding his legs.

Tang Hao unleashed his strength, shattering the vines.

He charged forward again, the hammer head sweeping horizontally—

The Masked Woman drifted away once more.

Immediately following—

Dizzy!

Slow!

Tang Hao's head grew heavy, his footsteps staggering.

He bit the tip of his tongue to force himself awake, but before he could steady his stance, another beam of light shot toward him—

Immobilize!

Entangle!

Dizzy!

Four Soul Skills took turns, connecting seamlessly.

Every time he broke free from one, the next was already cast upon him.

Tang Hao trembled with rage.

He chased, she ran.

He ran, he was controlled.

He was controlled, broke free, chased again—and was controlled once more.

From start to finish, he hadn't even touched the hem of her clothes.

"What... what kind of Control System is this?"

"A four-ring Soul Sect is playing with a seven-ring Soul Sage? Do you think he's a dog on a leash?"

"The Clear Sky Sect's once-in-a-century genius can't even touch a four-ring?"

"It's not that he's weak, it's that the opponent is too disgusting! She's throwing control skills like they're free!"

Tang Xiao stood at the hotel entrance, his brows tightly knitted.

He stared fixedly at the Masked Woman—

What kind of Control System Soul Master was this?

Instant casting, low Soul Power consumption, no cooldown time?

Although the duration of each control effect wasn't long, the frequency was absurdly high; it was essentially an Infinite Control Chain.

Just as he prepared to step forward to rescue his brother, a figure blocked his path.

A Black Dress, a graceful figure, long hair draped over her shoulders.

Ye Yingling held a pitch-black Staff, the corners of her mouth curling upward.

"This uncle, stop right there."

Tang Xiao paused, staring at her with vigilance.

Both of them were bizarre; could this one also be some kind of prodigy?

Tang Yuehua watched her older brother being controlled by her, her eyes growing increasingly excited. Even while dodging and maneuvering, she couldn't help but rub her legs together.

Jiang Ce's cackling laughter rang in her ears: "You're already wet? It seems you're a pervert too. Getting like this while fighting your own brother?"

It left Tang Yuehua stunned.

However, precisely because of that moment of distraction—

Tang Hao's eyes turned blood-red, his breathing heavy like an ox.

Being played like a monkey, being watched by a crowd, being led in circles by a four-ring Soul Sect—

His dignity, the dignity of the Clear Sky Sect, had been trampled into the mud.

"Open for me!"

Seventh Soul Skill—Clear Sky True Body!

The Clear Sky Hammer expanded several times over, the hammer head becoming like a mountain.

Immediately following—

Explode Ring!

The Soul Ring shattered, and terrifying energy surged into his body.

His muscles bulged exaggeratedly, blue veins popped, and his aura skyrocketed.

He had to unleash his power!

Tang Hao roared as he charged toward the Masked Woman, his speed surging significantly.

Tang Yuehua's eyes sharpened, and her fingers flicked in rapid succession.

Immobilize!

Entangle!

Dizzy!

Slow!

Four skills slammed into him simultaneously.

Just as Tang Hao reached a point three meters in front of her, his body stiffened violently.

He roared, struggling to break free, but before he could take a single step, he was controlled again.

He couldn't catch up.

He couldn't land a hit.

Despite possessing the power of Explode Ring, it was all bottled up inside his body, with nowhere to vent.

"Pfft—"

A mouthful of blood sprayed out.

Tang Hao's body swayed before he collapsed directly to the ground.

The backlash from Explode Ring combined with his overwhelming rage caused him to pass out completely.

The entire scene fell into a deathly silence.

"Explode Ring... exploding until he vomits blood?"

"Is this Control-type Spirit Master toxic? She didn't give him a single chance to attack!"

"The Clear Sky Sect's once-in-a-century genius, controlled until he vomits blood and faints..."

Tang Xiao's expression changed drastically: "Brother Hao!"

Tang Yuehua panicked instantly.

She only wanted to give her older brother a good beating, not take his life. Regardless of anything else, he was still her own brother.

"Brother Hao!" Tang Xiao's eyes turned bloodshot, and he prepared to rush over.

Seeing that Tang Xiao was not heading toward Tang Yuehua, Ye Yingling retracted her Staff and stopped blocking him.

"Damn it, you people have gone too far!" Tang Xiao panted like an ox, glaring fixedly at Tang Yuehua.

With her voice modified, Tang Yuehua stammered: "I... I didn't mean to..."

She bent down to apologize, "I will heal him."

"Don't put on a hypocritical act!" Tang Xiao rebuked angrily.

"My healing is fast; otherwise, if you take him to find someone else, it will take at least half a day," Tang Yuehua said, forcing herself to remain calm.

She couldn't let her brothers know it was her.

Tang Xiao remained silent for a moment before finally nodding slowly.

Tang Yuehua placed her hand on Tang Hao's shoulder.

A soft green light illuminated, and Healing Soul Power surged into Tang Hao's body.

Tang Hao's aura quickly stabilized, his complexion recovered, and his wounds healed.

At the same time, a pitch-black liquid seeped from her fingertips like fine needles, gently piercing into Tang Hao's skin.

Memory Copy.

Silent and soundless.

The ultimate techniques of the Clear Sky Sect were now in her possession.

A moment later, Tang Hao slowly opened his eyes.

"I... what happened?"

Tang Xiao hurried forward: "Brother Hao! How do you feel?"

Tang Hao moved his body, his brows furrowing slightly: "Much better..."

Then, he saw the Masked Woman crouching beside him.

His gaze turned sharp in an instant.

"It's you—!"

His soul power surged violently, and he prepared to spring up.

Tang Xiao pressed him down: "Don't be impulsive! She's the one who healed you!"

Tang Hao's movements stiffened.

His face flushed bright red.

She was the one who knocked him out, and she was the one who saved him.

What the hell was her game?

Tang Xiao took a deep breath and pulled Tang Hao up.

"Let's go."

There were no extra words.

The face of the Clear Sky Sect had been ground into the dirt today, leaving nothing behind.

Tang Hao gritted his teeth, casting an unwilling glance at the Masked Woman, then at the backs of Liu Erlong and A-Yin at the hotel entrance, before finally being dragged away by Tang Xiao.

Behind them, the sound of discussion surged like a tide.

"Too terrifying... Is a Control System Soul Master really this terrifying?"

"A teenage Soul Sect with a ten-thousand-year fourth ring—a total prodigy!"

"Even if she isn't as violent as that Miss Liu from earlier, being able to control a Soul Saint to death is even more disgusting!"

"This Control System is just too perverted! Infinite Control Chain—you can't even fight back!"

"I want to train in the Control System too!"

"You? With your measly Soul Power, you'd be sliced in half before you could control anyone, hung up and beaten!"

Tang Yuehua stood where she was, watching her two brothers walk away, a strange sense of heaviness settling in her heart.

She had only wanted to spar with her brothers to prove herself.

How did it end up like this?

Beneath her black dress, the Venom Bodysuit suddenly tightened.

"Hehehe—isn't this what you wanted? What a touching scene of sibling harmony."

Jiang Ce's mocking voice echoed in her mind.

Tang Yuehua's body stiffened, her face beneath the mask turning instantly red.

"Teacher..."

She sighed in her heart, quickly steadying her mind, and turned to walk toward the hotel.

Ye Yingling put away her Staff and followed behind her.

At the hotel entrance, Liu Erlong had one arm wrapped around A-Yin's waist, heading toward the Private Room.

A-Yin was completely dazed.

Held by Liu Erlong, she felt like a chick snatched up by an eagle, unable to break free at all.

She kept turning her head, looking at Liu Erlong, Tang Yuehua, and Ye Yingling.

These three young girls... each one was more terrifying than the last.

Since when did humanity produce such prodigies?

Especially the one holding her—a teenage Six-Ring Soul Emperor who sent a Soul Saint flying with a punch and kicked a Soul Douluo away.

And that Masked Woman—a four-ring Soul Sect who controlled a Level 72 Soul Saint until he vomited blood.

And the one with the Staff...

The more A-Yin looked, the more alarmed she became.

Just then, a trembling Shop Assistant blocked their path.

He was carrying a tray of dishes, his legs shaking. "U-um... Miss..."

Liu Erlong glanced at him, casually pulled a large bag of Gold Soul Coins from her robes, and tossed it over.

"Compensation for the things that were broken."

The Shop Assistant caught the Gold Soul Coins, his eyes lighting up instantly, his face blooming like a chrysanthemum.

"Thank you, Miss! I'll bring your dishes right away! The Private Room is already prepared!"

Liu Erlong gave a grunt of acknowledgment and continued toward the Private Room, still holding A-Yin.

A-Yin stumbled along with her, her mind in complete chaos.

The door to the Private Room closed.

Steam rose in curls from the Heaven Snow Spirit Soup.

A-Yin sat beside Liu Erlong, feeling as if she were sitting on pins and needles.

Liu Erlong rested her chin on her hand, watching her with a beaming smile.

"Sister, don't be so nervous."

A-Yin's mouth twitched.

You're more terrifying than a man-eater.

"Heh heh, Miss Blue Silver Empress, you wouldn't want your identity to be exposed, would you?"

[Tang Hao and Tang Xiao, these two brothers, cannot be killed off yet; otherwise, how would the torment continue? Though, things will get very miserable for them later on.]

[Scar Brother, watching the two brothers: Heh heh heh heh!]

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