Dark Douluo Qian Xunye: Tang Hao, Today You Will Surely Die

A day and a half later.

Night had begun to fall.

The three of them stood before a village gate built from wood, its plaque bearing the words "Holy Soul Village."

"Holy Soul Village. We've finally arrived."

"Which means, Tang Hao, your time to die has come."

Qian Xunye sneered coldly. "Heh. Let's go. Enter the village!"

"Yes!"

The three strode into the village.

Qian Xunye's terrifying spiritual power quickly swept over the wooden house where the Tang father and son lived.

"Found you!"

At that moment, inside the dilapidated wooden house.

Tang Hao lay drunkenly on the bed, still holding a jar of wine. After draining it in one gulp, he hurriedly called to Tang San, "Little San, bring me more wine! Get that small bottle from beneath the table!"

Although Tang San was only one year old, he had already begun cultivating the Mysterious Heaven Skill.

With the Mysterious Heaven Skill's support, one-year-old Tang San could already walk. He was stronger as well, and even spoke faster than children his age.

Though his words were still unclear, he could say some forms of address and simple short phrases.

Sigh, Dad is ordering me around again. I'm only one year old! Tang San sighed inwardly, then helplessly climbed down from the bed, retrieved the wine from beneath the table, and handed it to the drunken Tang Hao. "Daddy, here."

"Daddy, I... I'm hungry..."

Tang San pitifully rubbed his growling stomach.

Tang Hao said impatiently, "Why are you hungry again? Bear with it. Tomorrow morning, Daddy will take you to the village chief's house and have him find some village women to nurse you."

Dad's blacksmithing skills are clearly so good. If he opened a blacksmith shop in the city, he'd probably make quite a bit of money.

But every day, all he does is drink and sleep. Other than occasionally taking on a few jobs so we don't starve to death, I can't even eat enough!

If he were even a little more diligent, he'd be fully capable of hiring me a young, pretty wet nurse. Then I wouldn't have to look all over the village for women to drink their milk!

I've almost drunk milk from every woman in the village who still has any! It's really hard to stomach!

Whenever Tang San thought about it, he felt both angry and helpless.

But there was nothing he could do. His father was just that kind of person.

Tang San's childhood had indeed been rather miserable. Not only did he often have nothing to eat and go hungry, but he also had to take care of his constantly drunken father—washing clothes, cooking, and cleaning.

Before Tang San awakened his martial soul at six and left Holy Soul Village, he did nearly all those dirty and tiring chores.

"Alright, then I... I'll go to sleep~"

"Go on, go on!" Tang Hao waved a hand and continued enjoying the numbing sensation of alcohol.

But it was at that moment.

One second, Tang Hao had still been dead drunk.

The next, his expression abruptly changed, and all drunkenness vanished!

He sensed two powerful yet familiar auras outside!

"It's them!"

A fierce look appeared on Tang Hao's face. He immediately circulated his Soul Power and forced the alcohol from his body.

"Little San! Stay inside! You must not come out!"

Leaving those words behind, Tang Hao rushed out of the wooden house.

I've never seen Dad this nervous before. Tang San had a bad feeling. Rather than following him outside, he stood in the corner by the window and looked out.

The moment Tang Hao stepped out of the wooden house, he saw Qian Xunye, Chrysanthemum Douluo, and Ghost Douluo.

They were a hundred meters away.

On a large tree.

Qian Xunye sat on a thick branch with one leg crossed over the other, coldly watching Tang Hao.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo stood with their arms crossed, their postures as imposing as thunder, one on each side of Qian Xunye.

The three had appeared without warning, shattering Tang Hao's peaceful life.

"So it really is you! Chrysanthemum Douluo! Gui Mei!!" Tang Hao roared.

The sight of those two reminded Tang Hao of Ah Yin sacrificing herself for him. The pain of losing his beloved wife instantly turned his eyes bloodshot, and he breathed heavily.

"I didn't expect you to find me so quickly! You really are impossible to shake off!"

"Heh, Tang Hao, did you think that escaping after what you did back then would make everything go away?" Qian Xunye's expression was icy.

Tang Hao showed no fear. His aura surged forth, his dominance no less than before, as he pointed at Qian Xunye with one hand. "And who are you!"

"I am Dark Douluo, Qian Xunye, elder brother of Qian Xunji!"

Qian Xunye's voice boomed. The next moment, killing intent erupted. "Tang Hao, today, you will surely die."

"Dark Douluo Qian Xunye?" A trace of doubt flashed across Tang Hao's face. He had never heard that the Six-Winged Angel Clan had someone named Qian Xunye.

But Qian Xunye's talent was surely far inferior to Qian Xunji's. Otherwise, why had the elder brother remained unknown and failed to become Pope, while the younger brother had taken the position instead?

Though Qian Xunye's words had already revealed that he was a Title Douluo, Tang Hao guessed that his cultivation was still inferior to the deceased Qian Xunji's.

Back then, Ah Yin's sacrifice had allowed Tang Hao to break through to Rank 92 in one stroke. His foundation had been unstable immediately after the breakthrough, yet he had still managed to severely wound Qian Xunji, Chrysanthemum Douluo, and Ghost Douluo, three Title Douluo, before escaping.

Now that his foundation had stabilized, Tang Hao had advanced to Rank 93, the realm of a Title Douluo.

And now, this elder brother had come with Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, whom he had hammered back then, thinking they could kill him?

They were simply courting death!

Tang Hao burst into wild laughter, utterly arrogant, conceited, and overbearing. "Hahaha, hahahaha!! Qian Xunji's elder brother? Whoever you are! You think you can kill me by bringing just these two along? Avenge your younger brother?"

"Hahaha! How laughable!"

"Back then, your younger brother brought those two to hunt me down, only to be severely wounded by me instead!"

"And now you've brought these two pieces of trash to kill me? Qian Xunye, I think you want to repeat your younger brother's mistakes!"

"Laughable? I hope you can still laugh in a moment." Qian Xunye slowly rose to his feet. "Back then, you severely wounded my brother Qian Xunji, allowing traitors to take the chance to kill him. Today, I will make you pay for his life with yours and accompany my brother to the grave!!"

"Just you?" Tang Hao snorted.

Tang Hao's face was full of disdain, still brimming with dominance and arrogance. "Your brother Qian Xunji deserved to die! If he hadn't insisted on capturing Ah Yin back then, forcing my beloved wife to sacrifice herself, he wouldn't have been severely wounded by me!"

"Deserved to die? It is only natural for human Soul Masters to hunt soul beasts!"

"If you were weak, countless Soul Masters across this continent would hunt you all like mad! My brother being severely wounded by you only meant that he lacked the skill!"

Qian Xunji had merely done what most Soul Masters on the continent wanted to do but did not dare to.

Who with enough strength would not want to capture a transformed Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?

The matter itself did not violate the morality of the human faction.

His killing intent grew even stronger. "Today, not only will I bring those who hunted you back then to kill you, I'll also take that Blue Silver Emperor away and feed it to pigs!!"

"What did you say!!"

Hearing that Qian Xunye intended to take Ah Yin away to feed to pigs, Tang Hao flew into a thunderous rage. "You dare!!!!"