Raising Villainy from Childhood

Killing intent flickered in Meng Shu's eyes.

Douluo Continent was in a feudal era. Civilization had not yet advanced to a democratic age.

To nobles, killing one or two people was utterly ordinary. If some insignificant nobody died, they simply died; it was no different from crushing an ant.

In feudal times, laws were merely tools for restraining commoners.

Just as Meng Shu was about to make his move, Zhao Wuji's deep voice rang out.

"Dragon Duke, please show mercy!"

Zhao Wuji rushed over with the Shrek Five Monsters.

As their feet touched the ground, Lin Hao and Qin Ming also arrived at the scene.

"Teacher Zhao!" Qin Ming greeted Zhao Wuji with a smile.

"Qin Ming, I never expected to see you here. I have something urgent to deal with. We'll catch up later!" Zhao Wuji looked at the Dragon Head Cane in Meng Shu's hand and groaned inwardly.

The eight Spirit Rings beneath Meng Shu's feet were particularly glaring.

The cultivation of a Soul Douluo was deeply intimidating to Zhao Wuji.

Especially since he had used his Martial Soul Avatar once before, leaving him with only fifty percent of his peak strength. Forget Meng Shu—even Chao Tianxiang was more than he could handle.

"This must be Dragon Duke. This junior, Zhao Wuji, has long admired your great name." Zhao Wuji wore a flattering smile.

"Immovable Bright King, what fine disciples you have taught. Do you think our Meng Family has no one? Letting your disciples fight us over the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent was one thing, but now your disciple has killed my granddaughter's prey as well. A Man Faced Demon Spider is far more precious than a Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent. Shouldn't you give me an explanation?" Meng Shu eyed Zhao Wuji coldly.

"Senior, I believe there is some misunderstanding here. And I am not Tang San's teacher. His teacher is another great man," Zhao Wuji said anxiously.

"Oh? Which great man?" Meng Shu paused. Anyone Zhao Wuji called a great man could hardly be ordinary.

Tang San's strength was especially astonishing. Meng Shu thought that Tang San's teacher had to be even more formidable—perhaps someone even he would have to fear.

Seeing Meng Shu's hesitation, Zhao Wuji hurried forward. "Dragon Duke, may I have a word with you in private?"

There was no need to guess. Zhao Wuji intended to quietly tell Meng Shu that Tang San's father was Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao, a terrifying existence that an eight-ring Soul Douluo like Meng Shu could not afford to provoke.

He would also remind Meng Shu not to reveal Tang San's true identity because of the relationship between the Clear Sky Sect and Spirit Hall. He would ask him to spare Tang San this time, if only out of respect for Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang.

Meng Shu frowned slightly, but still nodded.

Meng Shu held an overwhelming advantage at the moment, so naturally he was not afraid of Zhao Wuji playing any tricks. Besides, he wanted to hear whether Tang San's teacher was truly some figure he could not afford to offend.

What if he had already provoked Tang San and kicked an iron plate?

"Please wait, seniors!" Just as they were about to leave, Lin Hao suddenly spoke.

Zhao Wuji and Meng Shu both turned toward Lin Hao.

Lin Hao gave them a slight, polite bow, then said, "I have already checked. This Man Faced Demon Spider is dead. Even if you blame Tang San now, it won't change anything!"

Meng Shu said nothing, because he felt Lin Hao had no standing to speak.

Meng Yiran said angrily, "So I am supposed to lose this Soul Beast's Spirit Ring? He has already stolen two of my Spirit Rings!"

"The matter has come to this. Even if you kill Tang San, you still cannot absorb this Man Faced Demon Spider's Spirit Ring. So how about..." Lin Hao deliberately paused mid-sentence.

"How about what?" Meng Yiran asked.

"How about we offer you some compensation?"

"Compensation? What compensation? I'm not short of money."

"Then what about something rare?" Lin Hao deliberately whetted Meng Yiran's appetite again.

At the word "rare," a light flashed in Meng Yiran's eyes. Somewhat tempted, she asked, "What is it? Let me make this clear first—I have seen plenty of the world. Ordinary things won't catch my eye."

"What if it is a medicinal pill?"

"A medicinal pill?" Meng Yiran was dumbfounded.

Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang both showed a rare spark of interest upon hearing Lin Hao's words.

"A medicinal pill?" Tang San's heart skipped a beat.

Tang San came from the martial world of Blue Star. That was a world with the Bashu Tang Sect, and in that world, medicinal pills existed.

The others did not know what medicinal pills were, but Tang San did.

A huge wave rose in Tang San's heart. Could Lin Hao also be from my world? Could he... be my fellow countryman?

There were no medicinal pills on Douluo Continent.

Alchemy was still in its infancy. When Spirit Masters refined medicine, they mostly ground herbs into powder or made them into medicinal liquids. This was fundamentally different in form from medicinal pills.

Lin Hao possessing medicinal pills left Tang San no choice but to suspect this.

Before everyone's eyes, Lin Hao touched his Storage Ring and took out a yellow jade bottle.

"This bottle contains a first-grade medicinal pill, the Power Accumulation Pill. As for its effects, I think Miss Meng should experience them for herself." As he spoke, Lin Hao removed the cap.

At once, a faint fragrance spread through the air.

Lin Hao poured a small yellow pill from the jade bottle.

The pill was tiny, with a yellow rune on its surface, marking it as a first-grade medicinal pill.

He held the pill out before Meng Yiran, but she did not dare accept an unknown item so casually.

Lin Hao provoked her, "With your grandfather and grandmother here, don't tell me you lack the courage to eat a single pill?"

"Who said I don't dare?" Meng Yiran extended her slender white fingers and took the pill from Lin Hao. After examining it for a while and bringing it to her nose for a sniff, she looked toward Meng Shu.

Meng Shu gave a slight nod.

Only then did Meng Yiran open her small mouth and swallow the pill.

Not long afterward, yellow light emerged from Meng Yiran's body.

Lin Hao asked, "How does it feel?"

"How does it feel?" Meng Yiran sensed it carefully and answered honestly, "I feel like my strength has increased by at least thirty percent."

Meng Yiran walked to a large tree and struck it with her fist.

Boom!

The tree, twenty centimeters in diameter, snapped in response.

Meng Yiran excitedly corrected herself, "My strength has increased by nearly forty percent!"

Lin Hao added with a smile, "The effect lasts for half an hour, and there are no side effects whatsoever. Miss Meng, the mistake has already been made. If either side continues to press the issue, the conflict will only grow worse, and it will accomplish nothing. The Man Faced Demon Spider has already been killed by Tang San. If I compensate you with this bottle of pills, would you allow Tang San to absorb the Man Faced Demon Spider's Spirit Ring?"

"Lin Hao..." Tang San called softly, deeply moved.

The moment Lin Hao heard Tang San call his name, he knew it had been worth it.

At a time like this, Lin Hao dared say that Tang San must be thinking that he truly regarded him as a brother, and that all those unpleasant experiences from years ago had merely been Tang San overthinking things.

In truth, that was exactly what Tang San thought.

Tang San lowered his head in shame. Lin Hao truly sees me as a brother. Medicinal pills are incredibly valuable in this world, yet for my sake, he is willing to use such precious pills to compensate Meng Yiran. And I... before this... Sigh, I really had been overthinking things!