Tang Hao: Spirit Hall Is Truly Shameless Beyond Measure

Suotuo City.

Tang Hao arrived near the Spirit Branch Hall in Suotuo City.

"Spirit Hall, pay with your life!"

With a roar in his heart, Tang Hao prepared to plant his stance and deliver a violent demolition show: eighty for the big hammer, forty for the small one.

The branch halls he had smashed before were all remote places like Nuoding City.

Since he happened to be passing through Suotuo City this time, he planned to level this place as well, so Flender and Zhao Wuji could witness the terrifying might of the Clear Sky Douluo.

Just as he was about to act, he noticed that a great many commoners had gathered outside Spirit Hall.

Seeing so many people, Tang Hao thought that Spirit Hall had to be up to some new trick again.

He immediately concealed his aura and slipped into the crowd to see what was going on.

The moment he looked, his entire being felt terrible.

Above the main entrance of the Spirit Branch Hall hung an enormous, eye-searing red banner.

The banner read:

"Warmly welcoming Lord Tang Hao of the Clear Sky Sect to visit our hall and guide our smashing operations!"

Below the banner was a massive notice over two meters tall.

Beside the notice hung a Soul Guidance Loudspeaker, which was playing a formal, impassioned announcement on repeat.

"Good news, good news! The latest announcement from Spirit Hall headquarters!"

"For every branch hall Tang Hao smashes, every Spirit Hall member he kills, or every innocent civilian he slaughtered, Spirit City would immediately dispatch the Elder Hall to carry out precise strikes against the Clear Sky Sect!"

"Kill one person, and ten Clear Sky Sect disciples die! Injure one person, and ten Clear Sky Sect disciples lose both legs!"

"Hereby, Spirit Hall strongly urged Tang Hao to recognize the situation, abandon his delusions, turn himself in as soon as possible, and strive for lenient treatment! Confess and be treated leniently; resist and be punished severely!"

"Do not try to challenge Spirit Hall's bottom line, because our bottom line is that we have no bottom line!"

Tang Hao was completely numb.

Then.

His eyes turned bloodshot, and he panted like a bull.

When had those bastard sons of bitches from Spirit Hall learned such shameless gangster tactics?

Since they could not catch him, they were using the entire Clear Sky Sect to threaten him!

They were truly shameless beyond measure!

Though he had been expelled from the sect, it was still his root. His eldest brother was there, as was his family lineage.

Tang Hao had still hoped that one day he could return in glory and rejoin the sect.

If one swing of his hammer today really led to Spirit Hall pinning the Clear Sky Sect to the ground and slaughtering them without restraint—

Then he, Tang Hao, would truly become the sect's sinner for all eternity!

He would be too ashamed to enter the ancestral graves after death. Even the memorial tablet in the ancestral hall would be tossed into the latrine by his own brother to serve as a footrest.

"Despicable! Shameless! Filthy! You can't afford to play, can you?!"

Tang Hao ground his yellow teeth to pieces. He wished he could find the person who had devised this vicious scheme, skin him alive, pull out his tendons, chop him into eight pieces, then grind his bones to ashes.

Was this really a tactic that a carbon-based lifeform could come up with?

At that moment, the loudspeaker was still mercilessly repeating, "No cheating, and we keep our word! Lord Tang Hao is welcome to smash things to his heart's content. Spirit Hall covers the compensation, and the Clear Sky Sect covers the deaths!"

"Spirit Hall, fuck your mother!"

Tang Hao stared fixedly at the words on the notice, savagely sending regards to the other party's ancestors for eighteen generations.

There was no way he could bring down the hammer in his hand now.

One hammer blow, and ten unlucky members of the Clear Sky Sect would ascend to heaven on the spot. He simply could not bear that price.

In the end, reason prevailed over impulse.

He could only spit fiercely onto the ground.

"Spirit Hall, you win this round! I'll remember this debt, and I'll be back!"

After leaving behind that classic Gray Wolf line, the dignified Clear Sky Douluo could only slink out of the crowd like a stray dog and flee in humiliation.

He could not afford to provoke them. He absolutely could not afford to provoke them.

Spirit Hall had completely abandoned all martial ethics!

But he swore that if he ever discovered who had come up with this wicked idea, he would make that person experience a fate worse than death!

Time flew by.

In the blink of an eye, five years passed.

Whether prices on the Douluo Continent had risen over those five years, nobody cared. Su Chen and Xiao Wu, however, had grown up.

At twelve years old, on the precocious land of the Douluo Continent, they could already be considered adults.

The two of them had grown into real stunners.

There was no need to mention Su Chen. He was devastatingly handsome, enough to make aunties glance at him twice whenever he walked down the street.

Xiao Wu had grown into a graceful young woman as well. With her scorpion braid and a pair of long, straight legs, if she really kicked someone, kicking a cow to death would absolutely not be a problem.

Over those five years, Xiao Wu's level soared all the way to level thirty-seven Soul Elder!

Her leveling speed was practically rocket-powered.

She owed those results entirely to Su Chen feeding her from behind the scenes.

When she condensed her second Soul Ring, Su Chen directly tossed her a top-grade ten-thousand-year Whale Rubber.

Other people risked death when absorbing Soul Rings, but Xiao Wu relied entirely on her mouth.

My fate was mine, not heaven's. With Whale Rubber in my belly, I became more divine than immortals.

After finishing it, she wiped her mouth and let out a satisfied burp. The age of her second Soul Ring was forcibly raised to more than four thousand years.

That day, though, Su Chen had broadened his horizons. He finally learned just how wild a rabbit could become in heat.

"Boss, I'm so hot. I feel so awful..." Xiao Wu tugged at her collar and rubbed herself against Su Chen.

Su Chen backed away in fright, shielding his chest with both hands. "What are you doing? I'm warning you, three years minimum, death penalty maximum! Don't do anything reckless!"

Xiao Wu did not care about any of that. She pounced straight at him, grabbed his arm, and began gnawing on it.

Her hands were even roaming all over him.

"Hey, hey, hey! That's flesh, not a radish!" It took Su Chen tremendous effort to pin this rabbit in heat to the bed and wrap her into a rice dumpling with a blanket.

For the entire night, Xiao Wu's alluring voice echoed through the hotel.

Su Chen sat in the hotel all night with two dark circles beneath his eyes.

It was pure torment.

If he had not studied the Spring and Autumn Annals and been an upright gentleman—and if their ages had not still been a little inappropriate, making it impossible for him to make a move—he would have gone with the flow and gotten it done long ago.

After that incident, Xiao Wu's dependence on Su Chen and her feelings for him rose sharply.

Every day, she looked at Su Chen with eyes full of longing. She was practically a female hooligan lusting after his body.

By the time of her third Soul Ring, Su Chen went even further and pulled out an Immortal Herb, Aromatic Silk Beauty.

Xiao Wu crunched through the Immortal Herb, and her physical strength increased once again. The third Soul Ring she condensed reached more than nine thousand years.

Her Soul Ring was so purple it was nearly black, dazzling everyone's eyes.

As for Tang San's theory that one could only eat a single Immortal Herb and would explode from consuming more?

Su Chen could only praise it as truly insightful.

Experts advised experts not to give advice.

What the hell did Tang San know about Immortal Herbs? That was purely the sickness of poverty acting up.

What could possibly happen if Immortal Herbs were eaten as meals, or munched on as after-meal fruit?

Of course, Su Chen did not neglect himself either.

With the system in hand, the world was his.

"Deep Blue, add points!"

Su Chen muttered in his heart.

The numbers on the panel began jumping wildly.

His Soul Power Level was directly raised to level thirty-eight, one level higher than Xiao Wu's.

He unlocked his third soul skill: The Invincible Me Is Invincible in the BGM. It felt somewhat repetitive with his second soul skill, since both made him invincible, but there was still a difference.

Unfortunately, neither the rat nor Little Scumbag was around, so he had no one to test its power on.

Then came the ages of his Soul Rings.

Second Soul Ring, Deep Blue add points: five thousand years!

Third Soul Ring, Deep Blue add points: ten thousand years!

His Soul Ring configuration was complete: yellow, purple, black.

Su Chen was very satisfied.

Though he did not place much importance on Soul Ring age, one had to have some style when fighting on the Douluo Continent.

If he released three hundred-year yellow Soul Rings at level thirty-something, even he would not be able to stop himself from laughing.

He could lose a fight, but he absolutely could not lose face.

He had no masochistic tendency to let others point at his nose and mock him.

Su Chen had achieved his current strength entirely through his own hard work and sweat, along with the system's negligible assistance.

Of course, he had not forgotten Wang Sheng and the other younger brothers. Since they worked for him, he naturally could not treat them poorly.

Every work-study student received a piece of Whale Rubber around five hundred years old.

Relying on the medicinal power of the Whale Rubber, the first Soul Rings of those work-study students all reached the six-hundred-year level.

That exceeded Yu Xiaogang's theory of "the maximum first Soul Ring age is four hundred and twenty-three years" by more than a hundred years.

If Gangzi found out, the remaining half of his life would probably be angered away.

However, no feast lasted forever.

After graduating, Wang Sheng and the others packed their bags and headed to intermediate Soul Master Academies for further study.

When they left, a group of half-grown boys cried their eyes out at the school gate. The scene was absurd beyond words.