Tang San Was Thrilled, Xiao Wu Was Stunned? Revive Ah Yin or His Biological Father—Choose One! Tang Hao Collapsed

Behind Holy Soul Village.

Tang Hao stared fixedly at the scene of Ah Yin's sacrifice on the Ranking Screen. Tears filled his fierce eyes as he took a huge swig of strong liquor.

"Ah Yin... I was useless. I couldn't protect you!"

Shrek Academy.

Yu Xiaogang's face flushed with excitement as he grabbed Flander's arm and shouted:

"Did you see that?!

This is the Haotian Douluo!

He had just become a Title Douluo, yet he could take on three opponents at once and severely injure the Pope!

My theory is invincible!"

Inside Shrek Academy, Tang San stood frozen in place, his mind completely blank.

"Teacher... was that man on the Ranking Screen my father?"

Tang San's voice trembled, his face filled with disbelief.

Yu Xiaogang excitedly gripped Tang San's shoulders and said loudly:

"Xiao San!

At this point, there's no need to hide it from you anymore.

That's right. Your father is Tang Hao, the Haotian Douluo whose name shook the continent!

Six years ago, when you had just entered Notting Academy, he secretly came to find me and entrusted you to my care."

"Oh my god!

Third Brother's father is actually the Haotian Douluo?!"

Ning Rongrong covered her little mouth, her eyes full of shock.

Dai Mubai sucked in a cold breath as well.

"No wonder Xiao San's talent is so terrifying. He's actually the Haotian Douluo's son!"

Xiao Wu's face instantly turned deathly pale, utterly bloodless.

A Title Douluo...

Didn't that mean Tang Hao had seen through her identity as a transformed Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast from the very first day they met six years ago?

Alarm bells rang wildly in Xiao Wu's heart, and she instinctively wanted to flee.

But as she looked at Tang San, whose face was full of excitement, her lovestruck mind took over again.

No, Tang Hao's wife was also a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. They loved each other so deeply, so he probably wouldn't hurt me.

Besides, if he truly wanted to act, he would have done so six years ago.

But then another thought struck Xiao Wu, and a dark idea suddenly surged into her mind.

No... could it be that he wasn't acting now because he wanted to keep me as a captive Soul Beast?

Then, once Third Brother cultivated to the rank of Title Douluo, he would make me sacrifice myself to become Third Brother's Soul Ring?

At that thought, Xiao Wu felt cold all over, her heart filled with conflict and fear.

"Xiao Wu, what's wrong? Why do you look so pale?"

Tang San noticed something was off and held her hand with concern.

Xiao Wu forcibly suppressed the fear in her heart and squeezed out a strained smile.

"N-No, it's nothing. I'm just too shocked.

Brother, congratulations. Your father is an upright hero who stands tall between heaven and earth."

Tang San clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms. His eyes were filled with icy hatred.

"Wuhun Hall... they drove my mother to death. This hatred cannot be shared beneath the same sky!"

Yu Xiaogang pressed a hand on his shoulder and said gravely:

"Xiao San, calm down.

You're still too weak. As the son of the Haotian Douluo, if Wuhun Hall learns of this, they will never spare you.

You must become stronger as quickly as possible."

Dai Mubai stepped forward and patted Tang San's shoulder.

"Xiao San, your enemy is our enemy!

Count me, Dai Mubai, in from now on!"

Ma Hongjun chimed in as well:

"That's right!

Take down Wuhun Hall!"

As Xiao Wu watched the impassioned crowd, her heart was ice-cold. She could only nod along reluctantly and force a smile.

Xiao Wu even found it deeply ironic.

When you went to Wuhun Hall to collect your gold soul coins, you were all happy as could be.

You enjoyed Wuhun Hall's free Martial Soul awakenings generation after generation and collected gold soul coins every month, yet you never remembered their kindness.

How long had Tang San even known you?

And now you were already shouting about bringing down Wuhun Hall.

Above the Ranking Screen, golden light gathered once more, and two enormous lines of text appeared:

[Rank Ten Reward: Choose One of Two]

[Option One: Revive the Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor: Ah Yin.]

[Option Two: Revive the former Sect Master of the Clear Sky Sect: Tang Tian.]

As the words appeared, the image on the Ranking Screen split in two.

On the left, the young Tang Hao and Ah Yin embraced passionately amid a sea of Blue Silver Grass flowers, their faces overflowing with pure, untainted happiness.

The image on the right shifted to the Clear Sky Sect. The old sect master, Tang Tian, sternly yet lovingly guided Tang Hao and Tang Xiao as the brothers swung their Clear Sky Hammers.

But the scene suddenly changed. News that Tang Hao had eloped with a Soul Beast and drawn Wuhun Hall's encirclement reached the sect.

Tang Tian was overcome by grief and rage. He spat blood onto a Clear Sky Hammer, roared as he expelled Tang Hao from the sect, and then died on the spot.

The entire continent completely erupted at that moment.

"Th-This is too cruel!"

"Choosing between the love of his life and the biological father he angered to death—this is torture beyond death!"

Behind Holy Soul Village, Tang Hao dropped to his knees with a thud, the wine bottle in his hand shattering into pieces.

Tang Hao clutched his hair tightly as bloody tears streamed from his eyes. He howled in agony:

"Father... Ah Yin... why?!

Why are you making me choose?!"

Inside Shrek Academy, Tang San looked as though he had been struck by lightning. His face turned pale as he staggered back two steps.

"Grandfather... was angered to death by Father?

How could that be..."

Yu Xiaogang let out a long sigh and patted Tang San's shoulder.

"Xiao San, the Clear Sky Sect suddenly sealed itself off back then. The old sect master truly died of grief and anger over this matter.

Your father has endured unimaginable pain in his heart all these years."

As Xiao Wu looked at the Ranking Screen, a chill rose in her heart.

If it were Third Brother, would he choose the mother who gave birth to him, or the grandfather he had never met?

Wuhun Hall, Papal Hall.

Bibi Dong watched the Ranking Screen with amusement, a cruel smile curling across her lips.

"Tang Hao, weren't you quite impressive back then?

I want to see whether you, the so-called 'Haotian Douluo,'

will be an unfilial son who betrayed his sect, or a heartless man who abandons the love of his life."

Inside the Consecration Hall, Qian Daoliu snorted coldly, his eyes filled with disdain.

"A rebellious son who angered his biological father to death is already intolerable by heaven's law.

If he chooses that Soul Beast, those old bones of the Clear Sky Sect will likely never forgive him."

Sunset Forest.

Jia Lin crossed her arms and laughed gleefully.

"This Ranking Screen is rather interesting. It doesn't just kill people—it destroys their hearts too.

Lan Yu, who do you think he'll choose?"

Lan Yu stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent.

"He will choose Ah Yin.

In Tang Hao's eyes, the responsibilities he owed his sect and father were far less important than his own self-indulgent sentimentality."

Behind Holy Soul Village, Tang Hao's roar swept outward like rolling thunder, shaking the entire mountain forest violently.

That terrifying sound wave rushed down the mountain and instantly enveloped all of Holy Soul Village.

Old Jack's face went pale, and his legs gave way beneath him, nearly sending him collapsing to the ground. He stared in terror toward the back mountain.

"That voice... was it Tang Hao?!

That blacksmith who drank and caused trouble all day was actually the Haotian Douluo?!"

The villagers beside him were terrified out of their wits. They dragged Old Jack toward the houses to hide.

"Village Chief!

Hurry and go!

What if he goes mad and swings his hammer down? Our entire village will be reduced to ashes!"

"What a disaster!

How did our village end up housing such a murderous god?!"

Inside the cave on the back mountain, Tang Hao's eyes were scarlet as he stared fixedly at the Ranking Screen, his mind locked in a fierce struggle.

"Choose Ah Yin... and Ah Yin can be revived immediately. Our family can be reunited.

But Father... I was the one who angered Father to death. If I don't choose him, how can I face the Clear Sky Sect? How can I wash away the disgrace of being an unfilial son?!"