Xiao Wu Was Stunned-Was This Really Such a Sloppy Cause of Death?

Not long ago, she had just completed a breakthrough.

And now, she was immediately about to begin preparing for another one.

A hint of excitement appeared on Qian Renxue's face. Just thinking about it felt thrilling.

According to what Ye Qingtian had said from the beginning, Xiao Wu's Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring was the gift he had prepared for her breakthrough.

A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring—the value contained within it was anything but ordinary.

Using Titled Douluo as an example, one whose ninth Spirit Ring was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring and one whose ninth Spirit Ring was not—

With equal Soul Power, the former could completely crush the latter.

And if she truly used Xiao Wu's Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring as her seventh Spirit Ring—

Qian Renxue had a feeling that Ye Qingtian would arrange Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings for her eighth and even ninth Spirit Rings as well.

On the day she became a Titled Douluo, she would have three Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings. Just thinking about it made her invincible!

"Not bad. We'll use her Soul Ring!"

"She already hates us deeply, so there's no need to keep her alive."

"Even if we mercifully spare her this time, she won't give up on taking revenge."

"Besides, she really is noisy right now. Once she becomes your Soul Ring, she'll be much quieter."

Ye Qingtian spoke calmly.

Ever since Xiao Wu had been captured and brought back, her mouth had not stopped moving.

Her noisy voice seriously disrupted his cultivation.

Qian Renxue composed herself and nodded solemnly.

Now that her breakthrough to Soul Sage had been decided, she could indeed begin preparing properly.

"Xue'er understands. I'll immediately adjust my condition."

"Then, I'll find the most suitable time to absorb the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring and break through to the Soul Sage realm!"

Ye Qingtian gave a soft hum.

With his hands behind his back, he stood on the balcony and said nothing more.

Qian Renxue was equally decisive. She did not pay much attention to Xiao Wu, allowing her to curl up beside the sofa. Then she widened her eyes and simply refused to look at Xiao Wu again.

Hey, hey, hey, what the hell are you two talking about?!

A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring! I haven't agreed to this yet!!

Xiao Wu's mindset completely collapsed.

The Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring was her own.

Deciding who it belonged to like this was a little too disrespectful... too disrespectful to a rabbit!

Why?!

Do rabbits not deserve rights?!

Xiao Wu ranted madly in her heart.

After ranting for a while, she stood there in dejection.

From the day she had chosen to take human form, she had known that she would most likely be unable to escape being hunted by human Soul Masters.

The conflict between Soul Masters and Soul Beasts was a natural conflict in this world.

More than ten years ago, her mother had met such an end, hunted down by human Soul Masters.

Now, that same fate was about to befall her.

She had been prepared for it, yet she still found it hard to accept.

Most importantly...

If she was hunted, then she would definitely be hunted!

And if she died, then she would definitely die!

But the cause of death Ye Qingtian had given her was just that sloppy?

Whether Qian Renxue broke through sooner or later did not seem particularly urgent. Yet just because she was a little noisy—

They were directly planning to turn her into a Soul Ring so she would quiet down?

When other Soul Masters saw a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, they would think of immediately obtaining a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring, their eyes practically glowing red.

But when it came to Ye Qingtian, one word—noisy—and that was it.

Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast,

Soft Bone Rabbit, deceased!

Cause of death: noisy!

A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast had actually fallen to such a humiliating level!

Xiao Wu was extremely indignant.

A breath was lodged in her chest.

Seeing that Qian Renxue had returned to her room—

Only she and Ye Qingtian remained in the spacious living room and on the balcony.

Glaring hatefully at Ye Qingtian's back, Xiao Wu shouted indignantly, "My Third Brother and the others definitely won't give up on me. They'll definitely find a way to save me!"

"You want my Soul Ring? Dream on!"

Ye Qingtian remained unmoved.

He still had his back to Xiao Wu.

His deep gaze looked toward the distant heavens for a long while.

Then his light voice rang out again:

"If he doesn't want to give up on you, then when the time comes—"

"I can send him to keep you company!"

Xiao Wu: "..."

So what if you're strong?!

Being strong means you can do whatever you want?!

Xiao Wu rolled her eyes wildly, the corners of her mouth twitching uncontrollably.

Fine~

You're strong, so you're right.

Xiao Wu was so depressed that she could not pull herself out of it.

She forced herself to move a little, then turned her gaze outside the balcony.

Looking in the direction of Shrek Academy from her memories, her eyes were filled with worry.

For a moment, her feelings were incomparably complicated.

She desperately wanted Tang San to come save her, because that would prove that Tang San valued her and was fulfilling his promise to protect her for the rest of her life.

But if he came, he would face danger he could not escape. She did not want to see Tang San come either, and the thought left her heart feeling empty.

Elsewhere,

Shrek Academy.

Inside Tang San's room.

Many people had gathered there.

Everyone wore incomparably gloomy expressions. Liu Erlong had already awakened.

Her hands were clenched tightly, veins bulging one after another on the backs of her hands, while her joints occasionally cracked.

The others—Flender, Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo—were also wearing dark expressions.

On the sofa nearby, Ning Rongrong's legs were wrapped up like rice dumplings.

After kneeling and shuffling all the way back, her legs were practically crippled. She would not be able to move freely anytime soon.

"Mmgh~"

At that moment, Tang San, who had been placed on the bed, woke up as well.

The bruises left by the belt had all been treated with medicine, and the room was filled with the strong, irritating smell of medicinal liquid.

When everyone saw Tang San awaken, their gazes immediately turned toward him.

Tang San's mind was not on them. With a somewhat dazed expression, he looked around the room.

After looking around several times, he still did not see the person he wanted to see.

"Xiao Wu... Xiao Wu still hasn't been brought back?" Tang San hurriedly asked.

As he spoke, he struggled to rise from the bed. His mind was still full of braised rabbit.

Without his Blue Silver Grass, how could braised rabbit possibly be stir-fried into a delicious dish!

"Xiao San, what are you trying to do? At a time like this, can't you calm down yet?"

"Have you already forgotten what your father did earlier? Can't you understand it even now?"

Tang Hao barked.

Seeing that Tang San was still so worked up—

The belt at his waist suddenly trembled.

When a child refused to listen, it was usually because he had not been beaten enough.

"Dad, I can't understand it!"

"Xiao Wu is still in that person's hands. I can't calm down either!"

"Besides, Dad, you're a Titled Douluo! I know he's also a Titled Douluo, but so are you. You're not weaker than him, so why did you choose to restrain my actions?!"

Tang San questioned him heatedly.

Yu Xiaogang had told him that when his old father had first broken through to Titled Douluo, he had been able to fight three opponents alone.

Such a record was enough to stand proudly among Titled Douluo.

Moreover, from the things Yu Xiaogang had told him, he understood that his old father had a notoriously violent temper.

If something similar had happened before, he would definitely have attacked without another word. Why would he behave like this now, treating his own son with a belt dipped in iodine?

With such a personality and such strength, why had his old father suddenly become so timid? Where was even a trace of a powerhouse's bearing?

The moment he said this, everyone in the room turned their gazes toward Tang Hao.

After Tang San's reminder, they also came to their senses, looking at Tang Hao with much more confusion in their eyes.

To protect Ning Rongrong, Sword Douluo had chosen to fight Ye Qingtian. Although he had ultimately been defeated, he had at least made a move.

But Tang Hao had not chosen to act. It even seemed as though he had no desire to fight at all. That was highly unreasonable!

Tang Hao had a huge secret...

Facing everyone's gazes, Tang Hao's expression did not change at all.

Tang San was as anxious as a monkey, the expression on his face changing again and again.

Clear skies turned cloudy, clouds turned overcast, overcast skies turned to light rain—he was completely unable to control himself.

Taking a deep breath, Tang San pressed further:

"Dad, what exactly is your unspeakable difficulty?"

"Could it be that guy has something on you, some weakness he can use against you?"

"You can tell us all of this!!"