Bodhi Blood Emerges, Tang Hao's Severed Limb

"What is it, M-Madam Yuehua?"

Tang San felt a little unnerved by her stare and finally chose to ask the question. He was rather curious about Tang Yuehua's relationship with him.

"Nothing. I just feel as though we might have some connection."

"Madam Yuehua must be too tired and imagining things, no? Tang San is His Excellency Tang Chuan's son. You have never met before, so how could there be any familiarity between you?"

Xue Qinghe took a light sip of tea and spoke slowly with a smile.

"Perhaps so. I was being presumptuous."

"Alright, since there's nothing else, let's just take today as an introduction to the Pavilion Master. Xiaosan, Xiao Wu, let's go."

After waiting for a while, Tang Hao still had not made a move. Tang Chuan was growing impatient. Since Qian Renxue had chosen just the right time to come over, otherwise Tang Yuehua would likely have already been preparing to send a signal.

"Ah? Mm, then... Yuehua will not see you out."

"In that case, Qinghe shall leave as well. Please take care, Madam Yuehua."

Xue Qinghe also rose to leave with Tang Chuan. She wanted to get closer to Tang Chuan; that way, she could both learn the truth of his background and build a better relationship with him.

The four of them departed one after another, leaving Tang Yuehua sitting alone in her chair. The tea on the table still gave off steam, but Tang Yuehua's heart felt somewhat cold.

In the end, she did not have the courage to do such a thing. Tang Hao's demand was simply too humiliating for her.

Not long after Tang Chuan and Xue Qinghe left, a black-robed figure immediately appeared in the room.

Seeing the other party panting for breath, it was clear that he was extremely anxious.

"Little sister, where is Tang Chuan? Didn't I tell you to keep them here?"

"His Highness the Crown Prince was here too. Did you expect me to seduce a young man right in front of the Crown Prince? Where would Moonlight Pavilion's dignity be? And where would mine be?"

"Besides, Tang San looks nothing like you. Tang Hao, did you get the wrong person?"

Slap!

Tang Yuehua's words left Tang Hao feeling utterly humiliated. In the end, his eyes turned bloodshot and he panted heavily. His wheat-colored face flushed red as his large hand struck Tang Yuehua's fair cheek.

"Shut up! He's your nephew, a crucial member of the Clear Sky Sect's future. Talking like that, are you saying I got cuckolded?!"

"And don't forget who you are. You belong to the Clear Sky Sect. For the sake of the Clear Sky Sect, even your chastity can be discarded! My son, Tang San, is what matters most. He possesses the strongest Twin Martial Souls!"

Only then did Tang Hao suddenly calm down. He immediately realized that he had gone too far and subconsciously scratched his head, about to apologize.

Just as Tang Hao was about to speak, Tang Yuehua covered her face, her eyes red, yet saying nothing.

Bang!

The door was kicked open. Tang Chuan stood in the doorway, with Xue Qinghe behind him.

"Quite the life you lead, Clear Sky Douluo. You've even started hitting women?"

They had not gone far, because Tang Chuan's Forest Myriad Manifestations had immediately detected Tang Hao's return to Moonlight Pavilion. That was why he had decided to come back. As for Xue Qinghe, he now wanted wholeheartedly to stay close to Tang Chuan, so he shamelessly followed along.

"You!"

"Tang Hao! You old bastard, you humiliated my mother, and now you're even hitting a woman. Are you still human?!"

"I never expected the illustrious Clear Sky Douluo to be like this in private. Qinghe has truly broadened his horizons."

There was no emotion in Xue Qinghe's eyes. Tang Chuan could even keenly sense the killing intent that flashed through them, as well as two powerful auras approaching from nearby.

"Xiaosan, don't let this demon deceive you. I'm your father! We both possess the Clear Sky Hammer, and Clear Sky Sect blood runs through our veins! Come here. Dad will take you away."

Tang Hao spoke without thinking and immediately revealed Tang San's second martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer. Xue Qinghe's expression changed at once.

What?

What had she just heard?

Tang Hao had the Clear Sky Hammer, and Tang San had the Clear Sky Hammer too. Surely Tang Chuan couldn't have the Clear Sky Hammer as well, could he?!

It was not just Xue Qinghe—Tang San was dumbfounded too. He had hidden his Twin Martial Souls for so long, yet this old bastard had just blurted them out like that?

"L-Lord Tang Chuan, could it be that you are also..."

"I'm not. Don't spout nonsense. I'm not."

Tang Chuan immediately denied the other party's speculation. Calmly watching Tang Hao gradually lose his reason, he said, "Your Highness, I suggest you hurry and organize an evacuation. A crazed Title Douluo is not something this little city can withstand."

"Right, of course. I'll leave it to you, Lord Tang Chuan!"

Xue Qinghe bit his lip, unwilling to accept this. The man before him was his father's murderer, but his identity was too sensitive, and it was absolutely not the time to expose himself. He could only cast Tang Hao one deep look before retreating and leaving.

His hand trembled slightly. Seeing this, Pufferfish and She Long hurriedly left their positions in the shadows. For a moment, they could not tell whether their young master was simply too emotionally agitated or signaling them.

"Xiaosan, take Xiao Wu and Pavilion Master Tang away first. Leave this place to me."

"No one is allowed to leave!!"

Tang Hao roared toward the sky. Nine soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red—rapidly appeared beneath his feet, and an incomparably oppressive aura enveloped the entire street.

Seventh Soul Skill, Clear Sky True Body!

Divine Slaughter's Domain, activate!

The same incomparably massive Martial Soul Avatar appeared once more, but this time it was no longer in some remote wilderness—it was in the heart of Heaven Dou City, even close to the entire Heaven Dou Imperial Palace.

Scarlet light and a bloody aura that pierced the sky surged endlessly in all directions. That hellish Soul Power caused buildings to begin collapsing.

"Tang Hao, have you gone mad?! There are still countless civilians here—how dare you?!"

Dugu Bo, who had rushed over upon hearing the news, stared at the frenzied Tang Hao in utter disbelief. Behind him, the enormous Jade Phosphorous Dragon emerged, its golden vertical pupils nearly shrinking to needlepoints in extreme vigilance toward a powerful opponent.

"I've gone mad! I am mad! My son is gone, my wife is gone—I have nothing left except my sect! All of you will be buried with the glory of my Clear Sky Sect!"

The enormous Martial Soul Avatar kept swinging the Clear Sky Hammer, smashing whatever it encountered without the slightest regard for the ordinary people who had yet to escape.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Celestial Star Furnace Avatar!"

A massive Celestial Star Furnace descended, firmly withstanding the giant hammer Tang Hao had brought down with all his might.

"Your Excellency Tang Chuan! Your Excellency Poison Douluo!"

The newcomers were the three education committee members: Meng Shenji, Bai Baoshan, and Zhi Lin. Eight soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black—rose beneath Bai Baoshan's feet. He formed seals with both hands. The Clear Sky Hammer's might was not merely a matter of strength; it could also weaken a fraction of the power of any Martial Soul it struck.

"Old friend Zhi Lin!"

"Leave it to this old man! Seventh Soul Skill, Celestial Vine Avatar!"