Where Is Black Xue?

"Dad, I'm back. Let me tell you, this time at the auction house..."

Tang San had just sold his Hidden Weapons at the auction house for ten thousand Gold Soul Coins.

As he pushed open the door to Tang Hao's room, he began telling Tang Hao about what he had experienced that day.

But the moment he entered, he discovered Tang Hao had fainted on the bed.

"Dad, Dad..."

Tang San hurried over to examine Tang Hao's condition.

He discovered that Tang Hao's body had somehow become even worse than before.

"How could this happen?"

Tang San did not have time to think about it. He hurriedly fed Tang Hao the medicine he had bought with the money from selling his Hidden Weapons, specially prepared to treat internal injuries.

Then he helped Tang Hao sit up and pressed both palms against Tang Hao's back.

The inner force cultivated through the Mysterious Heaven Skill slowly flowed into Tang Hao's body.

Before long.

With Tang San's Mysterious Heaven Skill aiding him, Tang Hao slowly regained consciousness.

Looking into Tang Hao's opened eyes.

Tang San's heart suddenly trembled.

What kind of gaze was that?

Clouded. Incomparably clouded.

There seemed to be no trace of emotion left in those pupils.

A phrase surfaced in Tang San's mind.

Greater than grief is a heart that has died.

But Tang Hao could hardly be blamed. After all, in less than a month.

He had suffered two blows in succession: Qian Daoliu stealing the Blue Silver Emperor Soul Bone and the Blue Silver Emperor, and the Clear Sky Sect's Seventh Elder battering him until he was utterly broken.

Who would not fall into depression after such a fate?

"Dad, how are you? Don't scare me!"

Tang San anxiously shook Tang Hao's body, terrified that something might happen