The Gears of Fate Begin to Turn? Three Girls Bathing Together? Lying Tang San, You Unfilial Brat!

At most, it would only waste a week or two?

Without taking an Immortal Herb, a week or two could at most raise one's soul power by one level. It was impossible to make a meteoric leap and rise several levels in a row.

Chen Xin and Gu Rong tactfully left, giving the father and daughter some space alone.

After leaving the Council Hall, Gu Rong grinned and cursed, "You bony bastard, do you think we'll live to see Rongrong become a Titled Douluo and support the two of us?"

Chen Xin fell silent for a moment before answering leisurely, "How could I know what the future holds?"

In the predetermined future, both Chen Xin and Gu Rong would die.

But things were different now. With Chen Qingling's involvement, the future was changing bit by bit.

Gu Rong frowned. "That doesn't sound like something you'd say. You bony bastard, you've really changed a lot. You no longer have that sharp edge you used to."

Chen Xin smiled faintly. "People change. Just like how Rongrong became a different person after meeting Qingling, didn't she?"

That was true!

Everyone who had come into contact with Qingling was changing.

The gears of fate began to turn.

Inside the Council Hall.

Ning Fengzhi looked up at Chen Qingling, his eyes brimming with tears of gratitude. "Qingling, thank you."

"Without you, Rongrong might have ended up like me, unable to break through the bottleneck of level eighty for the rest of her life."

Chen Qingling hurriedly waved her hands. "Uncle Ning, there's no need to thank me. I was only responsible for finding it."

"I only knew about the Immortal Herb Aromatic Silk Beauty because my Father told me about it."

Ning Fengzhi's pupils contracted slightly. Qingling's Father again?

He had already been deeply curious about her Father, but at this moment, that curiosity grew even stronger.

"I truly want to meet your Father, Qingling, and witness his grandeur for myself."

Just what kind of peerless Reclusive Expert was Qingling's Father?

From everything that had happened, Ning Fengzhi felt that Qingling's Father was capable of anything. There was nothing he could not do.

Just as Qingling always said, Father was omnipotent. There was nothing Father could not do!

"Enough of that. It's getting late, and you've all had a tiring day. Go back and get some rest."

"If you need anything, just ask. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will do everything in its power to help you."

"Thank you, Uncle Ning. Goodbye." Chen Qingling replied politely, and the three girls left hand in hand.

Watching their retreating figures, especially his own daughter Ning Rongrong, Ning Fengzhi suddenly felt a knot of unease in his chest.

"What's going on?"

"Why am I suddenly feeling so uneasy?"

"Am I overthinking this?"

In truth, he was not. If he did not act soon, Rongrong was going to be whisked away.

As the sun set, the evening glow shone over the three girls, warming them from head to toe.

Ning Rongrong looked at Chen Qingling and Xiao Wu. "How am I supposed to repay you two?"

Xiao Wu blinked. "It's fine. I didn't really help you with anything. Sister Qingling did most of the work herself."

Chen Qingling's eyes darted around before suddenly landing on the three girls' chests, making her eyes light up.

"The three of us have never bathed together before, have we?"

It looked like bathing, but her intentions were obvious.

"Sure!"

"Hehehe, it's been a long time since I last bathed with you, Qingling. And now Xiao Wu can join us too."

"Let's go~"

Holy Soul Village.

Tang Hao, who should have left, remained at the Blacksmith Shop solely because he wanted to give the disappointing Tang San a harsh lesson.

For the sake of a woman, that brat had utterly humiliated him.

Fortunately, no one knew Tang San was Tang Hao's son. Otherwise, he would have nowhere to hide his old face.

It was too embarrassing.

"Father, I'm back." Tang San crept into the Blacksmith Shop on tiptoe. For some reason, the atmosphere at home felt strange—stiflingly oppressive.

He did not remember the atmosphere at home being this oppressive. Had he been gone for too long, leaving Father sulking?

Tang Hao looked at Tang San and nearly cursed out loud, but he held himself back.

"Ahem. Xiao San, how have you been lately?"

"Father... every day has been very fulfilling. I've made many friends at the academy."

"Oh, right, Father. I've also been studying hard and working part-time. The Blacksmith Shop in Notting City said my hammer technique is the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer. What kind of hammer technique is that?"

Tang San spouted nonsense with a straight face, neither blushing nor skipping a beat.

This infuriated Tang Hao. Every day had been fulfilling?

Heh, more like every day had been spent fawning over a woman!

That certainly was fulfilling!

He had made many friends at the academy?

Heh, more like he had made enemies with plenty of people!

If Tang Hao had not been watching him at all times, Tang San might truly have fooled him.

Tang Hao forcibly suppressed the urge to unleash a torrent of curses and took a deep breath.

"The Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer is one of the ultimate techniques of my Clear Sky Sect."

"The Clear Sky Sect?!" Tang San's eyes widened, and his heart lurched. He had never expected his second martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer, to have such an enormous background!

At the same time, Tang San secretly rejoiced.

If his background was so impressive, wouldn't he have a better chance of pursuing Xiao Wu? He could even amaze her when the time came!

"Father, then why are we here? Why aren't we in the Clear Sky Sect?"

Over half a year of study, Tang San had gained a certain understanding of the Douluo Continent and learned about the major powers of the world.

"Hmph. You are not to mention the Clear Sky Sect again, nor are you to reveal it to anyone outside. Xiao San, your second martial soul must never be exposed before others."

"Remember this: you may only use it if you have no other choice."

"But..."

"But what?!"

This time, Tang Hao was truly enraged. Looking at the disappointing Tang San, he could not fathom how he had fathered a son whose mind was filled with nothing but women!

"Xiao San, don't think I don't know you've been lying!"

"I know every last bit of the mess you've caused at the academy!"

Tang San's pupils shrank sharply. He swallowed hard, and his body began trembling instinctively.

He never imagined that Father would know about what had happened at the academy.

It was over!

Completely over!

"Father... listen to my explanation... I..."

"I really have fallen for that girl..."

"Bastard! You unfilial brat, get on your knees!" Tang Hao flew into a rage, deliberately allowing a portion of his aura to leak out.

At once, no matter how Tang San struggled, it was useless. He was forced straight to his knees.

"You unfilial brat, do you know what you did wrong?!"

Tang San gritted his teeth, stubbornly enduring the pressure Tang Hao released.

"Father... I don't think I was wrong..."

"Xiao Wu is the woman I've chosen. I want to protect her for the rest of my life and never leave her side."

If the two truly loved each other, Tang Hao would not interfere. But this was only Tang San's one-sided infatuation, and that was absolutely unacceptable!

"You unfilial brat!"

Tang Hao's fury surged, and he kicked Tang San to the ground.

"Do you know what she is?"

"She's a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast!"

Tang San felt as though he had been struck by lightning, his mind going completely blank.

A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?

What did that mean? The answer was self-evident!

Tang San was silent for a moment before making a decision that defied his ancestors.

"Father, I don't care what Xiao Wu's identity is. I only want to pursue her!"