PS: Tang Hao won't be spared... he'll definitely be gone within five chapters.
Being cast out of the Clear Sky Sect, on top of angering his own father to death.
Those two mountains had weighed on Tang Hao for years.
The scar deep in his heart seeped blood at the slightest touch.
For the past few years, he could only gulp down secondhand liquor like water.
Not to get drunk, but to numb that lucid pain.
He had thought that after enduring it for so long, surely the wound would scab over?
But then today happened.
A brat who hadn't even grown all his hair yet had kicked him right in that scar, to his face.
Tang Hao's mind buzzed.
All those rotten old affairs came flooding back.
Blood vessels instantly crawled across his eyes.
"You little bastard, you're courting death!"
He practically roared those words in fury.
According to his original script.
He only needed to teach him a lesson, knock him into line, and train him into an obedient dog.
But the little bastard's tongue was too venomous, every word stabbing him straight in the heart.
He didn't deserve the word "training."
Tang Hao let out a heavy breath and wiped his face.
Fine, since he couldn't be tamed.
Then he would send him on his way.
Looking at Tang Hao's monstrous, man-eating expression.
Lin Chuan wasn't the least bit cowed; instead, he grew even more excited.
The corners of his mouth rose, his hands tucked into his pockets.
"Getting worked up? All I did was tell the truth."
"Why are you so triggered?"
The corners of Tang Hao's eyes twitched.
Lin Chuan kept twisting the knife.
"Tang Hao, all you'll ever be in this life is an animal."
"Angering your own father to death wasn't enough. You even coveted your wife's Soul Ring and ultimately made Ah Yin willingly sacrifice herself to you. If that doesn't make you an animal, what does?"
Tang Hao had still been in a towering rage.
At that last sentence, he looked as though lightning had struck him.
He staggered a full step backward.
His eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost.
He stared fixedly at Lin Chuan, his face filled with disbelief.
He was the only person who knew about this.
How could Lin Chuan know?
That was right...
Back when Spirit Hall had hunted him and Ah Yin.
He had deliberately laid every trail.
He could have taken Ah Yin into hiding for the rest of their lives.
But he had refused to.
Because he had been about to reach level 90.
He had only needed one last Soul Ring.
And so he had devised a scheme.
A scheme to make Ah Yin willingly sacrifice herself.
The plan had been seamless.
Even Ah Yin herself had been kept in the dark.
But how did Lin Chuan know?
What the hell?
"No..."
A chill rose in Tang Hao's heart.
This boy can't be allowed to live. He has to die.
If he walks out of here alive today.
My reputation as the Clear Sky Douluo will be utterly ruined.
"Boy, die!"
Tang Hao completely lost his composure.
Once fear crept out, there was no stopping it.
There was only one thought in his mind now.
Kill Lin Chuan, immediately, right now.
This is too uncanny.
This boy hasn't even grown all his hair yet.
How does he know so many deadly secrets?
How is he a little brat?
He's a living ancestor!
He can't be allowed to live.
No one who comes today can save him.
Boom!
A Titled Douluo's imposing presence erupted instantly.
Waves of air churned, and fierce winds swept sand and stones into the sky.
Tang Hao's eyes were bloodshot, his teeth bared.
He clenched both fists and lunged forward like an enraged beast.
He was utterly confident in this punch.
A mere One-Ring Soul Master.
What can he possibly block it with?
He doesn't even deserve to make me use the Clear Sky Hammer.
Wouldn't crushing this fool be even easier than crushing an ant?
Seeing Tang Hao's furious, flustered state, Lin Chuan felt no fear whatsoever.
He cleared his throat.
He decided to unleash his ultimate life-saving move.
"Sister Lexuan!"
He shouted those words with absolute confidence.
The moment his voice fell.
A cool, clear voice drifted into Lin Chuan's ear.
"I'm here... I've been here all along."
The next second.
A stunningly beautiful figure flashed into existence.
She placed herself directly in front of Lin Chuan.
Zhang Lexuan looked at the charging Tang Hao and gave a cold, contemptuous snort.
She made no unnecessary movements, merely taking one step forward.
Just that one step.
Boom!
The presence of a Peerless Douluo poured out like a tsunami.
Tang Hao was already seriously injured.
This punch had been purely to vent his anger; he hadn't even had time to manifest his Martial Soul.
And now look what happened.
He collided head-on with that terrifying pressure.
His face instantly went white.
Thud, thud, thud-
He was forcibly driven back several steps.
Tang Hao forcibly brought his feet to a halt.
Only with great difficulty did he steady himself.
When he raised his head, his eyes were filled with terror.
He practically blurted it out.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"There are clearly only three Peerless Douluos in this world!"
"Where did a fourth one come from?"
He hadn't mistaken it.
The presence emanating from Zhang Lexuan.
It pressed down on his chest until it felt tight.
That was the genuine pressure of a Peerless Douluo.
He was all too familiar with that pressure.
After all, his grandfather was a Peerless Douluo.
That sort of pressure was etched into his bones.
How could he possibly mistake it?
Tang Hao's scalp was tingling now.
Inside, he cursed up a storm.
Weren't Peerless Douluos supposed to be a rare species?
Why are they like cabbages today?
One just pops up out of nowhere?
Worst of all.
This newly appeared Peerless Douluo.
Was clearly on Lin Chuan's side.
Tang Hao felt so stifled.
It was even worse than swallowing a fly alive.
He had indeed considered it before.
This boy Lin Chuan most likely came from a great hidden family.
But never in his wildest dreams had he expected.
That family's foundations could be so terrifying that they could casually bring out a nuclear-weapon-level fighting force like a Peerless Douluo to serve as a bodyguard?
This isn't how the script is supposed to go!
I'm finished.
This time, I've really kicked an iron plate.
And a superalloy plate covered in barbs at that.
Zhang Lexuan couldn't even be bothered to spare Tang Hao a glance.
A mad dog barking wildly-why bother with him?
She turned to Lin Chuan and said calmly:
"Kill him, or keep him alive?"
In the eyes of outsiders, she was merely a Dao protector.
But Zhang Lexuan knew very well.
Lin Chuan had urged her to live for herself.
But she didn't want to...
What's so great about living for myself?
I insist on living this boy's share as well.
Dare to touch Lin Chuan?
In Zhang Lexuan's death note.
Tang Hao's name already had a red cross drawn over it.
Lin Chuan didn't rush to reply. He rubbed his chin.
He began to seriously ponder it.
At the sight of this, fear and frustration instantly welled up in Tang Hao's heart.
When had he, the mighty Clear Sky Douluo, ever faced a situation like this?
No... I have to leave...
I can't stay here...
"I'm level 95, damn it!"
"If I want to leave, who can stop me?"
Tang Hao frantically reassured himself inwardly.
But he had very little confidence.
After all, he had never fought a Peerless Douluo.
Whether he could escape was genuinely hard to say.
As for what would happen to Tang San after he left?
I can't even save my own life. Why bother with this fake son of mine?
With that thought,
Tang Hao shifted half a step backward without betraying anything.
The moment Tang Hao moved his feet,
Zhang Lexuan noticed.
She sneered, not even bothering to waste another word.
She stomped down hard.
Nine Soul Rings abruptly burst forth.
Four black, five red.
Their light was blinding, their oppressive might pouring down like a tsunami.
Tang Hao's pupils quaked.
His eyes nearly popped right out of their sockets.
What kind of hellish setup is this?
His brain frantically flooded with thoughts.
The first through fourth Soul Rings are already ten-thousand-year rings.
And the fifth Soul Ring jumps straight to a hundred thousand years.
Does that make any sense?
Tang Hao went completely numb.
Is this really something a fucking human can possess?