A few days later, Tang Hao returned to Holy Soul Village.
At that moment, he was at the back of the mountain.
He stood outside the cave, unable to bring himself to go in. Without thinking, he reached down and felt his crotch.
His situation was better than Yu Xiaogang's!
Yu Xiaogang had lost it completely, while he still had his—though it had been flattened into a meat pie.
He could still vaguely remember what had happened a year ago, when he had gone to Heaven Dou City to seek treatment.
That day, taking advantage of the dark and windy night, he had kidnapped the current head of the Ye Family, who possessed the Nine Star Begonia.
He had hoped that this so-called greatest healing Martial Soul on the continent would revive his withered manhood and restore his virility.
The result, naturally, had been: no way.
After all that, aside from fusing the lump of minced flesh and the crushed eggs into a single meat pie, it hadn't had any other effect.
He still remembered the Ye Family head looking at him helplessly at the time. "Sir, even the cleverest housewife can't cook without rice. You don't even have a foundation left. Forcing yourself to build a house is beyond the scope of the assignment!"
Tang Hao had been so angry he had nearly swung his hammer at him.
But he hadn't dared to kill the Ye Family head.
Since he hadn't revealed his true face, he had decided to let it go.
Standing outside the waterfall now, Tang Hao's expression shifted again and again as he struggled to make up his mind.
This time, he had returned with an idea: to replace his right leg with the Hundred Thousand Year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone.
The powerful life force attached to the Blue Silver Emperor's Soul Bone might let something grow back on his lower half.
After all, what man's stream of urine went spraying all over the place?
But reason told him he couldn't do it.
This was just how he was going to live the rest of his life.
His father had been angered to death by him, and his actions had forced the sect to seal its gates and withdraw from the world. He was a sinner.
Now, his only hope rested entirely with his son, Tang San.
"Forget it." Tang Hao let out a long sigh and shook his head.
That Soul Bone had been left for Tang San by Ah Yin.
As his father, he couldn't steal his son's opportunity just to take care of his own little problem.
Besides, Ah Yin was just a blade of grass now.
Even if she really grew back, what could she do? It wasn't as if he could do something worse than a beast to a Blue Silver Grass.
Once he had thought it through, Tang Hao felt a weight lift from his heart. He even felt a hint of righteous, tragic nobility.
For his son, he could live as a eunuch!
Having made up his mind, he flew straight through the waterfall and entered the familiar, gloomy stone passage.
For some reason, the farther he went, the more fiercely his right eyelid twitched.
"Ah Yin, I'm back."
He quickened his pace and reached the depths of the stone chamber.
The mound of earth where Ah Yin had been planted was still there.
The mound remained, but the grass was gone.
He spun around and looked.
The hidden compartment in the wall stood wide open. The lead box containing the Hundred Thousand Year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone had vanished without a trace.
Tang Hao stared at what lay before him, frozen in place.
The next moment, he let out a heart-rending roar.
No!!!!
"My Ah Yin! My Soul Bone!"
His legs gave way, and he nearly fell to his knees. He steadied himself, then hurried forward to search.
But no matter how thoroughly he searched—
Nothing.
There was nothing.
It was all gone!
His wife was gone, and the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone he had left for his son had been stolen too!
The despair was worse than being killed.
Just as he was about to suffocate, his gaze swept across the smooth stone wall.
A few words had been carved there!
Tang Hao's eyes widened. He leaned closer and read them aloud, one word at a time:
"Your wife and child, I'll take care of them."
"Rest easy."
"Signed: Cao Cao."
Those mere twelve characters struck with the force of a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Skill.
Tang Hao felt the world spin. The veins on his forehead bulged one by one, and his blood vessels seemed ready to burst.
Cao Cao?
What kind of bastard was Cao Cao? What sort of fiend was he?
His wife and the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone he had left for his son had all been stolen by this thief named Cao Cao!
The hatred of having his wife stolen was irreconcilable!
And the worst part was that line, "Your wife and child, I'll take care of them." What kind of person would do something like that?
He'd shit and piss all over Tang Hao's neck, then ask to borrow toilet paper when he was done!
Tang Hao's eyes were bloodshot, his gaze almost bursting with rage. He panted like a bull.
"Cao thief!"
"Tang Hao and I are mortal enemies!"
He roared at the sky, and his Soul Power surged out of control.
His violent Soul Power whipped through the stone chamber, shaking loose showers of gravel.
Pfft!
A mouthful of blood sprayed from Tang Hao's lips as fury overwhelmed him, splattering across the wall.
The next second—
His towering frame swayed twice, then toppled straight backward.
The mighty Clear Sky Douluo had been so enraged by those few lines that he had fainted on the spot.
At that moment, Su Chen was in Nuoding City when a crisp notification suddenly rang in his mind.
[ Ding! Tang Hao was so enraged that he vomited blood and fainted. Abstract Value +10000! ]
Su Chen was so delighted that he slapped his thigh.
"Well, well! The old rat has gone back to Holy Soul Village?"
This haul of Abstract Value was even greater than the one he'd gotten when he'd smashed the old rat's manhood to bits.
Looks like in the old rat's heart, he could lose his manhood, but he couldn't stand being cuckolded.
Tsk, tsk!
Prime Minister Cao's reputation for destructive power was well deserved.
Xiao Wu leaned over from the side. "Boss, what's got you so happy?"
Su Chen rubbed Xiao Wu's rabbit ears and smiled. "Nothing."
Old rat, you'd better hang in there.
A little setback like this should be no big deal for you.
After all, the good times were still ahead.
Half a day later, in the cave on the back of the mountain.
Tang Hao slowly came to.
His head throbbed as if it were about to split open, and his chest felt so tight he could barely breathe.
He stared at the glaring message on the stone wall, his eyes bloodshot.
He fell into deep thought.
He had hidden Ah Yin in this remote mountain hollow, and someone had still broken in and robbed him blind.
Other than Spirit Hall, it seemed no one else knew Ah Yin's true identity.
Once he had figured it out, he panted like a bull, grinding his teeth in fury, his killing intent surging.
Those bastards from Spirit Hall had not only forced Ah Yin to her death; now they wouldn't even leave her body alone. They had even stolen the Soul Bone meant for his son.
Tang Hao hefted the Clear Sky Hammer and stumbled out of the cave.
He had to return to Holy Soul Village and ask around. Maybe someone knew what had happened.
But when Tang Hao rushed back to Holy Soul Village and saw that it was completely deserted, his head filled with questions.
"What happened? Did Spirit Hall slaughter the whole village?"
But on closer inspection, there wasn't a single drop of blood on the ground, and none of the houses showed any signs of fighting or damage.
He tightened his grip on the Clear Sky Hammer and swept the area with his spiritual power.
Soon, his spiritual power reached Old Jack's house. There, too, he found the message Old Jack had left behind, along with that smiling face.
Tang Hao stared at the smiling face, his chest heaving as he panted like thunder.
His wife was gone, his Soul Bone was gone, and now the entire village where he had lived for six years had fled!
Was there anyone in the world more miserable than him?
"Spirit Hall!"
"Fuck your mother!"
He completely lost it. His roar shook the heavens as he pointed at the sky and cursed.
Who but Spirit Hall had the resources to make the entire village move away overnight?
Who but Spirit Hall could steal Ah Yin without anyone noticing?
This was definitely a scheme by that madwoman, Bibi Dong!
She hadn't just wanted to take Ah Yin; she had also wanted to erase every trace of the life he had lived there.
Rage completely drowned out Tang Hao's reason.
Nine Soul Rings rose from beneath his feet: two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red. His violent pressure swept through the entire Holy Soul Village.
"If you've all run away, what's the point of keeping this dump around?"
Crash!
Tang Hao flew into a rage and brought his hammer down. Old Jack's house was instantly reduced to rubble.
He vented all his hatred for Spirit Hall and his murderous rage toward Cao Cao on the empty, dilapidated houses.
The thunderous crashes rang without pause. Dust billowed, and splinters flew everywhere.
Before long, the entire Holy Soul Village had been razed to the ground. Not even one intact brick remained.
Looking at the devastation, Tang Hao panted heavily, his eyes red, the Clear Sky Hammer on his shoulder as he stared fixedly toward Spirit City.
"Spirit Hall, sooner or later, I'll personally go there and settle this score!"
Before his words had even faded, he forcefully pushed off with both legs.
He shot skyward like a cannonball, turning into a streak of black light as he charged murderously toward the nearest Spirit Branch Hall!