Way to Court Death, Tang Ziran's Exhaustion

After leaving home, Tang Li took Na'er's hand and headed straight down the road leading to Red Mountain Academy, the most bustling area nearby.

Tang Li knew that under normal circumstances, those little thugs would be hanging around there. He also happened to need some people to test the different effects of his First Soul Skill on!

"Um... Brother Li, do you dislike Na'er?"

Na'er, whose hand he was holding as she trailed behind him, suddenly asked this. Tang Li, whose heart was filled with extreme emotions, froze on the spot. He stopped and looked at Na'er, confusion in his eyes.

"Why would you say that?"

"Brother Li smells full of rage. Did Na'er coming here make you unhappy?"

Although Na'er was still a blank slate, the Silver Dragon King's spiritual power was no joke. She immediately noticed that something was wrong with Tang Li, so she wanted to help distract him.

"It isn't because of you. I'm angry because someone hurt my family. Once your brother knocks every tooth out of those little thugs' mouths and avenges Wulin, I'll naturally be happy again."

Tang Li did not realize that whenever his family was involved, his emotions became extremely intense and impulsive. Yet toward everyone else, his feelings seemed overly indifferent.

Na'er could tell that Tang Li's emotions were off, but because she did not know him well enough, she wondered whether something might be wrong with him. She could only test him this way.

After hearing Tang Li's words, she said nothing more and silently followed behind him, using the streetlights to observe her surroundings.

After walking for a while longer, Tang Li brought Na'er to the street near the academy from that day. Though it was already late, the area remained brightly lit, crowded with people, and full of life.

Tang Li quietly released Big Eyed and had him help search for those few yellow-haired youths with thug-like airs.

Although Big Eyed did not know who they were looking for, Tang Li's description had been far too detailed. Those people would stand out at a glance in any crowd.

With five eyes searching together, they found those bastards smoking in the corner by an alley entrance just a few minutes later!

"Alright, Big Eyed, go back. Remember to properly meditate on the Demon-Sealing Pot. Don't slack off."

"Got it!"

Big Eyed answered and immediately returned to the Spirit Sea, continuing to meditate on the Demon-Sealing Pot. In terms of spiritual power cultivation, this Soul Beast was actually more driven than Tang Li! It simply did not know fatigue.

Tang Li stared intently at those guys, making sure they would not change locations, while pulling Na'er quickly toward the alley entrance.

Na'er, who was still busy looking around, saw the flames representing rage surge skyward around Tang Li. She knew he had found his targets and was preparing to act.

That alley entrance was the darkest spot on the street and one of the gathering places for those little thugs. Ordinary people would not come here, afraid of catching stupidity from those idiots.

When Tang Li brought Na'er over, those yellow-haired punks' eyes immediately lit up at the sight of Na'er's silver hair.

"Hahaha, little girl, you actually dared to come back! Looks like I'm due for a windfall today!"

"You stinking brat over there, get lost now, or we'll beat you up too!"

"Tsk—That little girl with the hammer hurt me badly this afternoon. Perfect, I can vent some frustration!"

The pests' bullshit was irritating. Tang Li directly summoned the Demon-Sealing Pot, and a bright yellow Century-Old Soul Ring spun around him. He turned to Na'er and asked:

"Na'er, tell your brother—which of these people attacked you and Wulin? I'll avenge you two!"

Na'er looked them over, but felt that all these little thugs looked alike. She could not quite tell them apart, so she shook her head, unsure what to say.

"Alright, none left alive, then. I understand!"

The moment Tang Li summoned his Soul Ring, those yellow-haired punks had already been startled. Now that they heard him say none would be left alive, they nearly pissed themselves.

A First-Ring Soul Master was already on an entirely different level from people like them, not to mention one with a Century-Old Soul Ring. He definitely had someone backing him!

Was he really going to kill them all?

"Child traffickers, worthless loafers, and you even dared to hit my people! You have chosen the Way to Court Death!"

Tang Li's Soul Ring flashed. First Soul Skill: Ban!

In an instant, negative buffs such as weakness and dizziness descended upon the little thugs.

The thugs who wanted to run went limp and collapsed to the ground. Just as they tried to beg for mercy, they discovered that their already none-too-bright minds were spinning so badly that they could not even speak clearly.

If they had possessed soul power cultivation, they could have used their soul power to resist and offset some of the negative buffs. Unfortunately, they had no such thing.

Under the effects of Tang Li's First Soul Skill, those weaker than him could not merely be prevented from speaking. If Tang Li wished it, they could not even think. That saved him the trouble of breaking their legs first, then their mouths, then their heads.

"Rats fit only to live in gutters, the ground suits you better!"

Tang Li walked toward them step by step, the Demon-Sealing Pot floating behind him. Blue-gold soul power gathered in his hands and condensed into a pair of gauntlets.

Bang, bang, bang—

Tang Li knocked his fists together, testing the feel. Once he decided it was satisfactory, he began dispensing justice to these little thugs. He first removed the dizziness effect; he could not let them lose their sense of pain because they were too dizzy.

Walking up to the closest guy, Tang Li grabbed him and flipped him over so that he faced him. "Bastard, eat my fist!"

Bang!

With one punch, Tang Li knocked every tooth out of his mouth. Afterward, he even pried open the man's mouth and carefully checked whether he had missed any.

Only after confirming that every tooth was gone did he toss the man aside. The painful groans reaching Tang Li's ears made him feel a little lighter inside.

Next, he went after the other yellow-haired punks sprawled on the ground like dead dogs. With just one punch each, he precisely knocked out every tooth in their mouths, while accurately controlling the blood so that none splashed onto his clothes.

After dealing with every little thug's teeth one by one with the Way to Court Death, Tang Li finally felt relieved. All that remained was satisfaction with his own precise technique.

"Decided. From now on, this fist technique will be called the Way to Court Death!"

Tang Li shook his hands, dispersing the soul power stained with the thugs' blood. He casually found one thug's clothes and wiped his hands before planning to turn back and take Na'er home, while familiarizing himself with the route.

Before turning around, Tang Li thoughtfully took out some paper to wipe his hands. Only then did he press his palms together and withdraw his Martial Soul and Soul Ring, as though wrapping up some mysterious ritual.

"How was that, Na'er? Brother Li said I'd knock every tooth out of their mouths, and I did. A real man keeps his word."

"Brother Li... I, I..."

Na'er stammered, not knowing what to say. While Tang Li had been immersed in using his tooth-shattering Way to Court Death fist technique, Tang Ziran and Lang Yue, who had gone out shopping, had suddenly arrived at the alley!

When Lang Yue saw the savage look on her son's face, she covered her mouth in shock, her face full of disbelief. She wanted to stop him, but Tang Ziran was much calmer. He could tell that Tang Li's emotions were wrong, so he stopped his wife.

Thus, the couple and Na'er stood there and watched everything unfold.

At that moment, Tang Ziran only felt exhausted...