A naturally evil little brat.
Su Chen weighed the empty bottle of pepper spray in his hand, showed his front teeth, and grinned at Tang Hao. "Thanks for the compliment."
Tang Hao knelt on the ground, his features twisted, but he was a tough guy and refused to make a sound.
Mocking his fighting ability?
Just wait until he was free to move!
Su Chen ignored the old rat and opened the system shop, continuing to browse for little gadgets.
After all, the night was long, and mischief was his only companion.
[High-Grade Essential Balm, 2 Abstract Value.] [High-Grade Wasabi Paste, 2 Abstract Value.] [Potent Itch Powder, 2 Abstract Value.]
Not bad. All good stuff!
He bought them all.
Tang Hao glared viciously at Su Chen. This damned little brat—once he could control his own body, he would beat him to death.
Wait!
What was this naturally evil little brat pulling out now?
A bottle of bright green liquid appeared in Su Chen's hand.
He pulled off the cap, and a pungent mint smell filled the air.
Essential balm.
The ultimate weapon for treating wounds.
"What exactly are you trying to do..." Tang Hao's voice quavered.
This naturally evil little brat kept pulling out things he'd never seen before.
He frantically urged the Soul Power within his body, but both knees remained firmly nailed into the muddy ground.
His hands were raised above his head, forced to grip that spiked mace.
Still utterly useless.
The power of the rules ignored rank and Soul Rings.
"You naturally evil little brat." He could only grit his teeth and spit out those few words.
Uneducated—how terrifying!
He couldn't even insult someone without repeating himself.
Su Chen said nothing. He simply tilted his wrist, aiming the bottle's mouth at Tang Hao's blood-soaked hands.
Green liquid ran along the iron spikes and dripped precisely into the wounds where flesh had been torn open.
Even the toughest man couldn't withstand this soul-piercing sting.
Tang Hao's whole body convulsed violently.
The essential balm mixed with pepper spray and fine salt. That sensation was a hundred times more intense than being flayed alive and having his tendons ripped out.
His iron will as a tough guy nearly crumbled under the stimulation.
"You naturally evil little brat, what kind of poison did you use on me?"
Tears streamed uncontrollably from Tang Hao's eyes, while snot mixed with sweat and ran all over the ground.
As a Titled Douluo, he could die standing up, but he couldn't be beaten until he was bawling like this. How humiliating.
A disgrace!
[Ding! Detected Tang Hao suffering inhuman torment. His defenses have collapsed. Gained Abstract Value: 3,000!]
Hearing the system notification in his mind, Su Chen was in a great mood.
The old rat really was a gold mine.
"That's all it takes to break you?" Su Chen tossed the empty bottle onto the ground. Another tube of green paste appeared in his hand.
High-Grade Wasabi Paste.
"Come on, Rat. Grandpa Su will add a little more flavor."
Without hesitation, Su Chen squeezed great globs of wasabi paste onto Tang Hao's bloody, mangled wounds.
"I'll kill you!" Tang Hao let out a beastlike roar, his eyes red as blood.
He was the mighty Clear Sky Douluo, a peerless powerhouse who had once killed the Spirit Hall Pope with a single hammer blow.
And today, he was being tormented like a dog by an evil little brat!
Su Chen curled his lip. Anyone could talk big.
He continued pouring itch powder over Tang Hao's neck and back.
The powder touched his skin, bringing unbearable itching.
Tang Hao wanted to scratch himself.
But his hands were locked in place by the causal-law Soul Skill, gripping the mace so tightly that he couldn't free them.
It itched.
Worse than the pain was the itch, burrowing deep into his bones.
He tried twisting his body to lessen the itching!
No use!
He still couldn't move!
"Evil little brat! I'll tear you limb from limb!" Tang Hao cursed furiously.
He could only rely on words to distract himself from the pain and itching coursing through his body.
Su Chen yawned. "Looks like the spikes on this mace aren't long enough."
He willed it.
The spikes on the mace suddenly grew an inch longer.
"Pfft!"
The iron spikes pierced right through Tang Hao's palms, and blood dripped from the mace into the dirt.
Tang Hao clenched his teeth until they creaked, his face flushed bright red.
So what if a few spikes from a mace had pierced his palms?
He was a tough guy. He still wouldn't make a sound.
Su Chen looked down at him. "Where'd that superior attitude go? Weren't you going to make me swear loyalty to you?"
Tang Hao gasped for breath, kneeling on the ground and desperately sucking in air.
He was afraid.
The little brat before him wasn't human at all. He was a complete devil!
No, a born Evil Soul Master.
That absolute control, which ignored rank and Soul Power, shattered everything he knew about Martial Soul cultivation.
"I've collected the interest. Now it's time for us to have a proper talk!"
Su Chen spat in Tang Hao's face.
You bastard!
You beast!!
To humiliate a Titled Douluo like this!
Tang Hao was absolutely furious!!!!
That had only been the interest?
This naturally evil little brat really was an Evil Soul Master.
Tang Hao felt it getting hard to breathe. He was about to die of anger!
[Ding! Detected Tang Hao's Dao heart shattering. Gained Abstract Value: 5,000!]
Su Chen watched the number in his balance surge again and nodded with satisfaction.
Now, time to handle the real business.
"Rat, I'm a reasonable man. You just tried to kill me, and that made me very unhappy!"
Su Chen pretended to ponder. Suddenly, he felt as if a little yellow lightbulb had appeared over his head.
His gaze slowly drifted down, stopping at Tang Hao's lower body.
Feeling Su Chen's gaze, Tang Hao's spine turned cold.
"You... what are you planning to do?!"
"Nothing much. I just think that thing of yours is a menace. I'll cripple it for you, as payment for trying to kill me!"
Su Chen smiled sinisterly.
Tang Hao panicked.
He was truly panicking.
Even when facing Qian Xunji and the Heng Ha Duo's assault back then, he'd never been this terrified.
"Brat, you wouldn't dare! I'm from the Clear Sky Sect! If you touch me, the Clear Sky Sect will never let you go!"
"The Clear Sky Sect?" Su Chen laughed. "A bunch of useless cowards who had to seal off their mountain and hide because of you, and you expect them to come save you?"
As his words fell,
Su Chen raised the spiked mace high in his hand.
The control effect of 100% Barehanded Blade Catch lifted at that moment.
The instant control of his body returned, Tang Hao erupted with an unprecedented will to survive.
"Great Sumeru Hammer! Ring Detonation!"
Without hesitation, he detonated his first and second Hundred-Year Soul Rings.
His violent Soul Power swept through his body like a volcanic eruption. With an aura that could destroy heaven and earth, the Clear Sky Hammer smashed down toward Su Chen's head.
He refused to believe that a mere Soul Grandmaster could withstand a blow unleashed through Ring Detonation!
He would smash the brat who had brought him endless humiliation into a pulp!
And yet,
Su Chen didn't even dodge.
"Shared Adversity."
A transparent shield appeared out of thin air, enclosing Su Chen completely.
The Clear Sky Hammer struck the shield without raising even the slightest ripple.
Instead, the terrifying force that could topple mountains and overturn seas rebounded exactly as it was the instant it touched the shield!
"Bang!"
Tang Hao and his hammer were flung away together, crashing heavily into the dirt behind him and leaving a massive crater.