Tang Hao Loses an Arm: The Aftermath

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, main hall.

"Sect Master, this is the announcement Spirit Hall made public."

A disciple who had hurried back from outside presented the intelligence to Sect Master Ning Fengzhi at once.

As Ning Fengzhi read the intelligence his subordinate had brought, his pupils abruptly contracted.

"Fengzhi, what news could surprise you so much?"

Bone Douluo Gu Rong, seated nearby, spoke with interest.

This was the first time in years he had seen Ning Fengzhi lose his composure like this.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin said nothing, but he, too, looked toward Ning Fengzhi.

Only then did Ning Fengzhi slowly reveal the astonishing news:

"Some time ago, Spirit Hall found Clear Sky Douluo's hiding place."

"They gravely wounded him and cut off his right arm."

"What?!" Bone Douluo Gu Rong exclaimed.

The news was so momentous that they could barely take it in.

For a time, an eerie silence settled over the hall.

After a long while, Sword Douluo Chen Xin was the first to speak.

"Spirit Hall's grip on the two great empires has only grown stronger over the years," he said with a sigh.

"Who knows what they're planning?"

"Now they've even found Tang Hao's hiding place and gravely wounded him."

"Yes, Uncle Jian is right," Ning Fengzhi agreed. "It seems my fears were justified. Spirit Hall truly harbors the heart of a wolf."

Unlike Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin, who were weighed down by worry, Gu Rong had no such concerns.

But that was because Gu Rong favored a different approach.

"If Spirit Hall dares make a move, we'll go after its younger generation."

"Then Spirit Hall will fear harming its own and won't dare step out of line again," Gu Rong said, murderous intent in his voice.

That was how he had always operated: strangling threats in the cradle.

As for whether it was immoral for the strong to bully the weak, Gu Rong did not care in the slightest.

The Douluo Continent looks peaceful, but dark currents are surging beneath the surface, Ning Fengzhi thought with a sigh.

Even before this happened, he had harbored an ominous premonition.

Spirit Hall's actions had now confirmed his suspicions.

Finding Tang Hao, gravely wounding him, then trumpeting the news far and wide.

That alone said everything.

Heaven Dou Imperial City, Moonlight Pavilion.

When Tang Yuehua, mistress of the pavilion, heard the news, her eyes reddened.

"Second Brother?!" She could scarcely imagine that her second brother, powerful as he was, had fallen to Spirit Hall.

Once she had steadied herself, Tang Yuehua began writing a letter.

She intended to send the news back to the Clear Sky Sect and inform its current sect master, their eldest brother Tang Xiao.

Qian Renxue, who had happened to arrive at Moonlight Pavilion to pick up Xue Ke, also received word of Tang Hao's severed arm immediately.

All those powerful fighters, and they still let Tang Hao escape. They can't get anything right, Qian Renxue thought, a sneer crossing her face.

Just as she had expected, that woman Bibi Dong had botched it.

As the young mistress of the Worship Hall, Qian Renxue knew more of what had happened.

The hunt had involved not only Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo under Bibi Dong's command, but also two Titled Douluo from the Worship Hall.

Even so, Tang Hao had escaped.

All they had taken from him was an arm and a Ten-Thousand-Year Right Arm Bone.

With results like that, Qian Renxue could not fathom how Bibi Dong had the nerve to publicize them.

If other factions learned the full story, they would probably mock Spirit Hall.

Qian Renxue knew who Tang Hao was.

He had beaten her father, Qian Xunji, so badly that he had eventually died of his injuries.

In a sense, Tang Hao was the man responsible for her father's death.

So Qian Renxue was pleased that Tang Hao had lost an arm.

Her only regret was that they had not killed him outright and ended the threat for good.

At that moment, the reception room door opened.

"Imperial Brother!" Xue Ke, still a child, skipped over to Qian Renxue.

She had not formally become Tang Yuehua's disciple yet; she was only there to get a feel for the place.

Fasno City.

Yu Xiaogang, who had already settled there, was stunned when he heard the news.

I never expected His Excellency Haotian's injuries to be so severe! No wonder he left in such a hurry that day, Yu Xiaogang thought.

Good thing I thought ahead. I disguised Tang San and gave him a new identity. His Martial Soul certificate has been changed, too. No one will recognize him.

Yu Xiaogang might have left the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan long ago, but he still had connections built up over the years.

He had asked his old friend Flender to arrange Tang San's set of false identity papers.

As for Tang San's enrollment at the primary Soul Master Academy, Yu Xiaogang had used his own connections.

Tang San—no, he should now be called Yu Xiaosan.

A descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan living outside the clan.

Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass. Innate Soul Power: rank six. A first-year student at Fasno Primary Soul Master Academy.

Good thing Tang San is such a sensible child. Otherwise, he could easily have become a burden to His Excellency Haotian.

Thinking back on his time with Tang San, Yu Xiaogang could not help but marvel.

Any ordinary child faced with such events would have been terrified out of their wits.

Tang San, by contrast, had remained so calm.

"Tang Hao lost an arm? Good, good!"

Dai Xuanyu, who had just arrived in Silves City, had also learned of Tang Hao's severed arm from his subordinates.

Spirit Hall had made no attempt to conceal the matter. Instead, it had trumpeted the news far and wide.

Dai Xuanyu did not understand why Spirit Hall had done that, either.

But it was good news!

Tang Hao possessed a full set of Soul Bones.

So whichever arm he had lost, a versatile Soul Bone was bound to have dropped.

Tang Hao's loss was undoubtedly immense.

Spirit Hall had said nothing about Tang San, but Dai Xuanyu was already satisfied.

The original course of Tang Hao and Tang San's lives had been thrown completely off track.

If only Spirit Hall had put in a little more effort and dealt with both Tang Hao and Tang San for good, Dai Xuanyu thought with a twinge of regret.

People were never satisfied with what they had.

"Crow, pass down the order. Pick up the pace so we can reach Heaven Dou Imperial City as soon as possible."

Dai Xuanyu gave the order to the Anbu member hidden in the shadows.

"As you command," came an immediate reply from the darkness.

Once we leave Silves City and pass Jialing Pass, Heaven Dou City won't be far.

At last, it's nearly time for me to show what I can do.

Dai Xuanyu gazed at the scenery outside the window, but his thoughts had already flown ahead to Heaven Dou Imperial City.