Tang Hao Exposed: Being a Lackey Means Having Backers, Black History Gathering

Tang Hao had missed Qian Ni's match against Dai Mubai while teaching Zhao Wuji a lesson, so he had no way of knowing that there was such an outrageous, godlike freeloader by his son's side.

After that, he rushed back to Holy Soul Village without stopping. At a waterfall outside the village, he transplanted A Yin, the hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor.

He planned to give his wife a change of environment.

After all, Tang San had already embarked on the path of cultivating as a Soul Master. The day he avenged their great grievance was drawing ever closer.

Qian Xunji, who had attacked them twelve years ago, was already dead, so Tang Hao naturally pinned this grudge on Spirit Hall.

What he did not expect was that Qian Daoliu had seen every one of his actions from behind.

The old man followed from afar, his eyes narrowed into slits as he silently calculated something.

"Who would have thought there'd be an unexpected windfall!

"The hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor has been reborn, and there's a hundred-thousand-year soul bone too!

"Would it be too unfair to leave them all to A Ni?

"Forget it. I'll keep watching for now. Later, Xue'er and A Ni can divide them up themselves.

"They're both family. At worst, this old man will put in some effort, find another hundred-thousand-year soul beast, kill it, and compensate the other one.

"But... Tang Chen... is ultimately still a hidden danger!

"This continent is only so large, so that leaves only..."

His gaze turned toward the eastern side of the Heaven Dou Empire, where there was also a place of divine inheritance.

Slaughter City!

Over at Shrek, their battle of words continued.

Tang San drew Dai Mubai as his opponent. Seeing the color still drained from Dai Mubai's face and his legs still trembling faintly, Tang San smiled apologetically.

"Boss Dai, you saw it during the day too. You can't block my hidden weapons.

"So I won't hold back."

He picked up a box of Whale Glue Pellets, but instead of keeping it for himself, he handed it to Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu opened it curiously, only to discover that the wooden box, which was as large as a baby's fist, contained just one pellet.

In an instant, the complaint in her heart nearly burst out.

Their tacit understanding and closeness made Oscar envious, and he could not help secretly glancing at Ning Rongrong from the corner of his eye.

But Ning Rongrong's attention was entirely on Qian Ni. She merely gave Oscar a perfunctory smile.

Big Sausage Uncle's heart shattered.

As for Dai Mubai, the game's punishment was to drink Happy Water mixed with truth serum.

He had personally tested it just now. This stuff was simply from hell!

After its delightful taste came the terrifying contract of handing his mouth over to a demon!

But all seven of them were staring at him without blinking!

Could he, the dignified third prince of the Star Luo Empire who was on the run, become a loser who could not accept defeat?

Dai Mubai kept a blank expression.

There's nothing to fear. Tang San probably won't ask anything too excessive...

He picked up another cup and drained it in one gulp.

"Were Boss Dai's double pupils inborn?" Tang San asked.

Dai Mubai let out a breath of relief and answered calmly.

It was a trait he had been born with. Thanks to it, he had picked up plenty of girls in the Heaven Dou Empire. Though he was a little farsighted, it did not matter. Girls were still sweeter!

To conceal the true nature of his condition, he had even deliberately given it the elegant name "Evil Eyes."

Zhu Zhuqing drew Ma Hongjun, which made Ma Hongjun overjoyed.

He could not wait to show off his advantage.

"Zhu Zhuqing, don't let my weight fool you. My martial soul is a mutated Fire Phoenix!

"My martial soul comes with flames that have an adhesive quality. Once they start burning, they're hard to shake off!"

Ma Hongjun squeezed his small eyes together and grinned smugly.

With the flame properties of his mutated martial soul, even Dai Mubai would find him troublesome to deal with.

He did not believe that a little girl who was only a Great Soul Master could be stronger than him.

Who knew Zhu Zhuqing would not play by the rules at all?

Little Zhu's clear eyes swept over Qian Ni before finally landing on the stacked boxes containing Whale Glue Pellets.

She spoke without hesitation.

"My soul power is level twenty-seven, and my martial soul is the Netherworld Spirit Cat. I may not be able to beat you..."

Just as Ma Hongjun thought victory was assured, Zhu Zhuqing continued.

"But I'm Qian Ni's... subordinate. You can weigh the consequences yourself."

After hesitating again and again, Zhu Zhuqing still did not say the word "lackey."

But it did not matter. Someone would emphasize it for her.

"A correction: it's 'lackey'! A self-admitted lackey! A dog!"

Qian Ni raised one finger, instantly making Zhu Zhuqing's face flush red with anger.

He won't even leave me... the last shred of dignity...

A girl's blush said more than any words, but right now, she was fucking furious.

Ma Hongjun froze.

"What the hell? You can play like that?" He was unwilling to accept it! He had coveted the Whale Glue Pellets for a long time ever since news of them had been released.

Now that the duck already in his grasp had flown away, how could he accept that?

But when he saw Qian Ni's smiling expression, reason instantly took the high ground. He did not want to become a lone-balled warrior!

Nor did he want to become a one-man army!

It was only one loss. The game was still going, and there were plenty more Whale Glue Pellets. He accepted it!

Zhu Zhuqing accepted a box of Whale Glue Pellets without the slightest courtesy.

When Qian Ni and Ning Rongrong had fought Zhao Wuji during the day, she had realized something.

Everything else was empty. Only by staying alive could one have a future.

For strength, for survival, so what if she became a lackey?

As long as she could become stronger, what was wrong with being a dog?

Zhu Zhuqing nearly wanted to bark twice on the spot! But her dangerously wavering rationality stopped her from doing something so impulsive.

As for Ma Hongjun's truth-telling punishment, Zhu Zhuqing had initially wanted to brush it off, but after seeing Qian Ni's sinister gaze, she had no choice but to rack her brains and ask a different question.

"What was the most embarrassing thing you've ever done?"

Ma Hongjun's expression changed, and he tried to cover his mouth, but Dai Mubai suddenly intervened.

Enduring the pain in his body, he pressed down Ma Hongjun's hand.

"A bet's a bet, Fatty! And covering your mouth is useless!"

His eyes were full of excitement. It was better for everyone to die socially than for him to die alone!

Fatty! If we're brothers, then let's go to hell together!

Under Ma Hongjun's grief-stricken, murderous gaze, the most unbearable shadow in his heart spilled from his mouth.

"The first time the dean took me to deal with my evil fire, I had no experience. The moment I was touched, I fired my gun. Even after my bullets ran out, I still couldn't enter the new world!"

"I fear~ the air suddenly falling silent~

"I fear~ a friend's sudden concern~

"Pfft—"

Qian Ni broke into unrestrained laughter halfway through singing. The others could not hold back either, fiercely patting Ma Hongjun on the shoulder while the laughter in their mouths refused to stop.

This was the unbearable past of a little bug.

Next, Xiao Wu drew Tang San!

In an instant, this pair drew the attention of the other five among the Seven Devils.

Even Qian Ni could not help growing curious.

Who would win? Would Tang San still give in to her? And what kind of question would Xiao Wu ask?

"Little San~" Xiao Wu drawled, tugging Tang San's arm and swaying it back and forth.

Tang San smiled helplessly, said nothing, and downed the Happy Water mixed with truth serum in one gulp.

Perhaps because it was his first time drinking it and he drank too quickly, Tang San could not adapt to the stimulating carbonated drink. More than half of it sprayed out of his nostrils.

But that was useless. Only three drops of truth serum were enough to take effect.

But would Qian Ni honestly add only three drops? What was the Copy Mirror for?

Under everyone's expectant gazes, Xiao Wu asked her question.

"Little San, I've always been curious. Why did you give that belt that name?"

She pointed, and everyone's gazes fell upon the belt around Tang San's waist, embedded with twenty-four pieces of jade.

It was a gift Yu Xiaogang had given him, a precious storage-type soul tool.

Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges.

Qian Ni was already laughing when he heard this.

Sure enough, Xiao Wu continued.

"Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges sounds like a line of poetry. Does it have a second half? Little San, tell me, okay?"

Tang San's expression stiffened.

Could my pure and spotless reputation be ruined by Xiao Wu's mouth today?

Even the Mysterious Heaven Technique could not resist the effects of the truth serum.

His struggle failed, and he still opened his mouth.