Brother, If One Day

Tang San let out a muffled groan and staggered back several steps uncontrollably. His prized Mysterious Jade Hand and Crane Seizing Dragon were nothing but a joke before such absolute power.

"Brother!"

Xiao Wu cried out and wanted to help Tang San up, but Gu En stopped her with an outstretched hand.

Gu En lowered his head slightly, leaned close to Xiao Wu's fluffy rabbit ears, and spoke in a low voice only the two of them could hear:

"Xiao Wu, you wouldn't want everyone on the continent to learn that you're a hundred-thousand-year Soft-Boned Rabbit in human form, then draw the pursuit of countless Titled Douluo, would you?"

Those words were like an icy wind from the depths of hell, instantly freezing all the blood in Xiao Wu's body.

Her large eyes trembled violently, and her face turned as pale as paper.

She stared at Gu En in disbelief. His violet-gold eyes seemed filled with the mocking amusement of someone who had seen through everything.

He knew! He knew it all!

Xiao Wu trembled all over as she sensed a faint, terrifying pressure descending from the sky.

She knew that if she refused, not only would she die, but Tang San would be dragged down with her.

"I... I'll go with you."

Xiao Wu lowered her head. Her voice shook so badly it was nearly inaudible, while tears welled in her eyes.

"Xiao Wu! Don't be afraid of him!"

Tang San steadied himself, his eyes nearly splitting with rage. His sleeve arrow was already aimed at Gu En's back.

"Brother! Don't attack!"

Xiao Wu abruptly turned around and forced out a smile uglier than crying.

"Brother, don't worry about it. I... I know him. I owe someone in his family a favor. I'm going with him to take care of something, and I'll be back soon."

"Xiao Wu, you..."

Tang San froze. Having lived two lives, how could he possibly fail to see that Xiao Wu was being coerced?

Yet at that moment, he felt a profound sense of helplessness.

Gu En turned around and glanced down at Tang San. His gaze was like that of someone looking at an ant by the roadside.

"Let's go, little rabbit."

Gu En turned and walked out of the woods. Xiao Wu lowered her head and followed behind him like a walking corpse.

Looking at Xiao Wu's frail, trembling back, Tang San felt as though an invisible hand had seized his heart viciously.

The sorrow and despair Xiao Wu could not conceal in her eyes stabbed deeply into him.

He remembered the promise they had made back in Holy Soul Village.

"Brother, if one day lots of people want to kill me, and they're people you can't beat, what will you do?"

"Then they'll have to step over my corpse first!"

Tang San's original vow echoed in his mind.

Having lived two lives, what he valued most were promises and bonds.

Now, someone was forcibly taking away the sister he had sworn to protect with his life right in front of him. How could he endure it?

"Let her go!"

Tang San's eyes instantly turned bloodshot as the Mysterious Heaven Technique circulated madly through his body.

With Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track beneath his feet, his figure vanished from the spot like a phantom.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Three cold flashes shot from his sleeves in a triangular formation, aimed directly at the back of Gu En's head, throat, and heart!

The Silent Sleeve Arrow, a vicious hidden weapon of the Tang Sect, was difficult for even a Soul Grandmaster to guard against at close range.

Yet Gu En did not even turn his head.

Bzz—

Just as the hidden weapons were about to touch Gu En's body, the space around him suddenly warped slightly.

The three poison-coated refined steel sleeve arrows were like arrows fired into an invisible swamp. They instantly lost all momentum and fell weakly to the ground.

"How is that possible?!"

Tang San's pupils contracted sharply.

"You think such cheap tricks can kill me?"

Gu En slowly turned around, undisguised disgust and coldness shining in his violet-gold eyes.

As a transmigrator, he knew Tang San's true nature all too well.

Because the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had sided with Tang San, it had suffered extermination during Spirit Hall's Soul-Hunting Operation.

Even more absurdly, in the original story, Tang San sold Zhuge Divine Crossbows to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and made a fortune, yet after the war ended, he actually took them back and refused to let them use them anymore!

And Tang San? Other than a few hollow words of regret, what real compensation had he ever given the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?

"A selfish, utterly hypocritical person like you dares to speak of protection?"

Gu En snorted coldly. Without moving, he merely pressed his right hand lightly through the air.

Bang!

A violent spatial pressure slammed directly into Tang San's chest.

Tang San felt as if a huge iron hammer had smashed viciously into his internal organs. He spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying more than ten meters before crashing heavily into a large tree.

"Brother!"

Xiao Wu screamed and tried to rush over, only for Gu En to pin her firmly in place with soul power.

"I'll kill you!"

Tang San struggled to his feet, his eyes crimson. Black light surged in his left palm, and the Clear Sky Hammer—the symbol of the number one sect in the world—seemed about to emerge.

Just then.

"Enough!"

An angry roar like muffled thunder exploded above the grove.

Immediately afterward, a terrifying killing intent so intense it made people suffocate descended like a tangible force.

A tall, burly figure clad in a tattered black robe fell from the sky like a meteor and smashed heavily into the ground before Tang San.

The newcomer had disheveled hair and reeked of alcohol, yet his tiger-like eyes carried an overbearing air that looked down upon the world.

"Dad?"

Tang San was stunned.

Tang Hao did not look at Tang San. Instead, he stared fixedly at Gu En.

He had originally not wanted to intervene, because he knew three Titled Douluo were watching from the shadows.

But seeing his son humiliated so thoroughly, even driven to murderous intent, how could he, as a father, possibly endure any longer?

"Junior, haven't your elders taught you to leave some room when dealing with others?"

Tang Hao's voice was low and hoarse. He did not summon his martial soul. He merely raised his rough, large hand and slapped fiercely at Gu En from afar.

That slap seemed casual, yet it contained Tang Hao's terrifying vitality as a Titled Douluo and the oppressive force of the Death God Domain.

Not to mention a ten-year-old boy—even a Soul Sage would have been slapped into pulp by that blow!

Boom!

The violent gust instantly tore apart the grass before Gu En.

Yet facing that fatal strike, Gu En still wore a smile and did not even blink.

At the instant that palm wind was about to touch the tip of Gu En's nose.

Crack—!

The space before Gu En suddenly shattered as neatly as a mirror.

A gaunt hand covered in black spatial cracks reached out from the void and steadily caught Tang Hao's seemingly unstoppable strike.

Rumble!

The two terrifying powers collided in midair, and the resulting shockwave instantly snapped dozens of surrounding trees in half.

The void twisted for a moment, and Gu Rong's tall, chilling figure slowly appeared before Gu En.

"Tang Hao, you rat hiding in the gutter, you finally decided to show yourself?" Gu Rong sneered cruelly. The terrifying fluctuation of his ninety-seventh-rank soul power bore down on Tang Hao like a tsunami.