Former God King Tang San
"If... if I were better than him..." Tang San felt an indescribable pain in his chest. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face turning extremely pale. Ning Fengzhi said calmly, " Tang San, you must understand, there are no 'ifs' in this world. Even if you are incredibly talented, so what? I will always find a way to kill you."
"Aren't you the God King now? Yet you're still lying on the bed like a dead dog." Tang San was stunned. He never expected that he was such a despicable person in Ning Fengzhi's eyes.
Ning Fengzhi continued, "Of course, you shouldn't underestimate yourself. In some ways, you're even better than Jun Yi. For example, you're a bit like your deceased teacher—you're clever but also a bit self-righteous."
"That's exactly why. With just a little planning, I can gain your trust. Jun Yi, on the other hand, is easily trusting. Although he's a sincere person, it's difficult for him to truly trust someone. And of course, I prefer a ruthless and effective tool like you."
"You... cough cough" Tang San's eyes turned bloodshot, and he kept spitting out blood.
Ning Fengzhi felt a little tired from standing, so he slowly sat down in a chair and said, "Therefore, I have never worried that you might turn against me. When I killed your father and the others, I had already foreseen this day. Even if you say that you have become the God King, the so-called strongest god in the Divine Realm, I am not afraid, because I believe that Xiao Yi will be stronger than you."
"Oh, by the way, I borrowed something from Xiao Yi. It was originally a gift Xiao Yi was going to give you, but I think it would be best if I gave it to you myself."
Ning Fengzhi took out a square block of ice from his Soul Tool Ring. Sealed inside the ice was a head, and the head's expression...
His face was frozen, his eyes filled with fear and resentment. "This is... my father's head..." Tang San felt a sharp pain in his chest, his body trembled violently, and his eyes filled with tears.
"That's right, this is your father's head. After I killed him, Xiao Yi Ice Seal his body. This head is the gift we prepared for you."
Tang San roared, "Why? Why are you doing this to me? I considered you my father, I respected you so much, why did you betray me?" Ning Fengzhi said calmly, "I told you, if you want to know the reason, go down and ask your adoptive father."
Tang San felt his heart instantly filled with immense sorrow and anger, his body trembled violently, and he spat out another mouthful of blood.
Ning Fengzhi said calmly, "Don't rush, I have one more message for you before I send you on your way." As he spoke, he raised his hands and clapped at Tang San.
" Xiao San, do you know why the Spirit Hall hunted down your mother back then?" Ning Fengzhi said calmly.
"You did this too?" Tang San
His eyes suddenly sharpened, coldly staring at Ning Fengzhi. Ning Fengzhi softly, a bitter smile appearing on his face, "That's right, your mother, as a Soul Beast, actually fell in love with a human, it's utterly laughable. In my eyes, Soul Beast are nothing but animals." He paused here, his eyes fixed on Tang San, a gleam of amusement in them.
" Tang San, in other words, you are the son born from the union of a human and an animal."
A look of astonishment flashed in Tang San's eyes. Ning Fengzhi would actually use such vicious language to attack him. His body trembled even more violently.
"Cough cough cough, cough cough cough."
Ning Fengzhi suddenly coughed violently. He picked up a handkerchief and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
He said calmly, "I'm sorry, some memories just came flooding back, and I lost my composure a bit."
"What did you just say?" Tang San stared intently at Ning Fengzhi. The intense pain from the poison gave Tang San strength, and he gripped the bedsheets with both hands, tearing them apart.
Ning Fengzhi didn't speak again. He just stared at Tang San with a cold, disdainful, and endless pity look in his eyes.
" Ning Fengzhi, you're a bastard!" Tang San roared, his body trembling as he spat out mouthfuls of blood.
"Go ahead and curse me. I'll just sit here quietly and watch you die. Afterward, I'll expose everything you've done. Then, your Clear Sky Sect will be infamous for eternity, and your corpse will be hung on the city wall for the people to atone for their sins," Ning Fengzhi said coldly.
"You..." Tang San felt an indescribable pain in his chest. He gripped his clothes tightly with both hands, and his body trembled even more violently.
Tang San was too weak to speak anymore. He lay on the bed, his eyes fixed on Ning Fengzhi, his hands clenching unconsciously, as if he wanted to vent all the resentment in his heart.
Ning Fengzhi sat in the chair, quietly watching Tang San, his eyes filled with coldness. "You... cough cough..." A red light flashed in Tang San's eyes, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. With a soft "thud," Tang San's body collapsed onto the bed.
The resentment in his eyes was palpable, and the blood flowing from the corners of his eyes had already congealed.
Then, as his life force faded, Tang San, the God King, the young master of the Clear Sky Sect, Asura God, died from the Nezumi poison bought by Ning Fengzhi.
He ended his life there. "Perhaps in different times and spaces, we will become friends."
Ning Fengzhi stared silently at Tang San's corpse on the bed, murmuring, "It's a pity we're not."
As he spoke, he stood up, walked to Tang San's corpse, and gazed at Tang San's lifeless face, revealing an expression of relief.
He slowly picked up the Communication Soul Tool and said slowly, " Xiao Yi, Tang San is dead. Shouldn't our deal end?"
Ning Fengzhi waited quietly. Suddenly, a calm voice rang in his ears. " Uncle Ning, you have fulfilled your lifelong wish. Even if you die now, you can die without regrets." Ning Fengzhi was stunned for a moment, then his face showed a blank expression. He simply stared at Tang San's corpse and said softly, "No, I still have one regret."
"What regrets do you have? Uncle Ning, just tell me, and I will fulfill your request." Jun Yi's figure appeared in front of Ning Fengzhi.
"I want to see Rongrong." Ning Fengzhi slowly made his request. Although he was prepared to die, he still wanted to see his daughter.
Jun Yi also wanted to grant Ning Fengzhi's request, but he had already promised Bibi Dong to keep her secret, " Rongrong... she's already dead at Sister Dong'er's hands."
(End of this chapter)