For His Father's Safety!

He had cultivated for six years, and in the final year, he had refined his body every single day. By the standards of the Blood Refinement World, he was now barely qualified to begin body refinement.

He possessed the strength to lift several thousand jin, moved like a startled hare, and was as agile as an ape. Even his blood had a very faint golden sheen.

During the Life Nourishing Realm, the body's external defenses did not improve much, but its internal protections were very strong. Combined with powerful vitality and recovery, they allowed him to all but ignore things like internal force and internal injuries.

This was also a major reason Tang San couldn't even beat Chen Mo's underling, Lin Yaodong. Tang San could only scrape away at Lin Yaodong, while Lin Yaodong could all but ignore true damage such as internal force.

In game terms, the damage you dealt was less than the other person could recover.

Although Lin Yaodong's techniques couldn't match Tang San's, he utterly overwhelmed him in both strength and speed.

In a sense, Tang San had met his nemesis.

In the past, even when he encountered opponents whose defenses he couldn't break, he could still use the Tang Sect's unique internal force techniques to send his own internal force into their bodies and grievously injure them. But now he had stumbled, having run into an opponent who wasn't afraid of internal force attacks.

At first, Tang San could use his ingenious movement techniques to trade blows with Lin Yaodong, but Lin Yaodong soon grew familiar with Tang San's various techniques. On top of that, Lin Yaodong was growing increasingly irritated, and the force behind his hands gradually increased without him realizing it.

Earlier, when facing the little girl Xiao Wu, Lin Yaodong had used at most one-tenth of his strength to play with her. But now, against Tang San, he had long since exceeded two-tenths. Lin Yaodong was getting anxious too.

Where had all these monsters come from?

If this were a first-year student from Haier Junior Soul Master Academy, or even a fourth-year, not a single one could have lasted this long against him.

Seeing that they had fought for several minutes and he still hadn't taken down this slippery loach, Lin Yaodong gradually increased his strength and moved faster and faster.

As one gained and the other lost ground, Tang San could only defend passively.

But a prolonged defense was bound to fail. With Lin Yaodong growing stronger and faster, Tang San found it increasingly difficult to resist.

At last, Tang San could no longer hold out. Lin Yaodong caught an opening and moved in with a kick. Tang San cried inwardly, This is bad.

Just as Lin Yaodong was about to land the kick, he suddenly reduced its force by a great deal, and even slowed it considerably.

Even so, Tang San was still sent flying more than ten meters, then spat out several mouthfuls of blood.

If Lin Yaodong hadn't held back most of his strength and speed at the last moment, he might have kicked Tang San to death outright.

The maximum speed of Lin Yaodong's kick had long surpassed a hundred meters per second. Coupled with several tons of force, he could kick even a piece of steel apart, let alone a person.

Looking at Tang San, Chen Mo shook his head, though he still felt pretty pleased. That's what you get for being so damn arrogant. Kicked an iron plate this time, didn't you?

It was time to leave. Xiao Wu was the purpose of this trip anyway, not Tang San.

Chen Mo looked at Xiao Wu and asked, "Little rabbit, are you staying here, or are you coming with us?"

Xiao Wu was visibly startled by Chen Mo's question. Leave or stay?

If what this "bad guy" said was true and Tang San's father was a Titled Douluo, then she would die sooner or later if she stayed here. She would practically become Tang San's Soul Ring in the future, so she might as well leave with the "bad guys." Even if she really had to die, at least they weren't as disgusting as Tang San's family.

But what if there was no Titled Douluo?

Wouldn't following them be courting death? She could be made into a Soul Ring at any time.

In the end, though, Xiao Wu decided it was better to follow the "bad guys." They were the knife and chopping board, and she was the fish on it. If they really wanted to kill her, they could do it right now.

As for the future?

Even if they didn't want to kill her now, what about the future? If they really wanted to kill Xiao Wu someday, she wouldn't be able to escape even if she stayed here. Xiao Wu knew very well how great the lure of a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring was to humans.

Now that they had set their sights on her, the best thing to do was to placate the "bad guys" first, then find a chance to escape back to the Star Dou Great Forest.

As for an opportunity, wasn't there one right in front of her?

If Tang San's father was a Titled Douluo, he surely wouldn't want someone else snatching away the Soul Ring reserved for his son. While the two sides fought, Xiao Wu might be able to escape, and she could also find out whether what the "bad guy" had said was true.

With that thought, Xiao Wu's gaze grew resolute.

Xiao Wu's eyes shone. "I'm willing to go with you. Besides, Xiao Wu doesn't have a choice, does she?"

Chen Mo nodded, then took his younger sister Chen Mo's hand and prepared to leave.

"Wait, cough, cough. Senior, please tell me about my origins. I would be immensely grateful."

Tang San spoke while coughing up blood. Of course, his hands weren't idle either. He had aimed the Sleeve Arrow in his hand at Chen Mo and the others again, looking ready to kill them if Chen Mo didn't tell him.

Chen Mo looked at Tang San seriously and said, "You've drawn a weapon and formed killing intent. That changes the nature of things entirely."

Tang San was just as resolute. "Even if I die, I have to find out what's going on."

Chen Mo looked at Tang San with disdain. "Am I being threatened?"

Chen Mo was growing increasingly impatient with Tang San's attitude.

Chen Mo continued, "The Tang Sect may not be a top-tier sect, but it's still a distinguished and respected clan. Could it be that all you learned there was low-class stuff like bullying the kind, fearing the wicked, poisoning people, and launching sneak attacks? Or do you think I won't kill you, and that's why you're acting so fearless?"

"Besides, do you really think I won't kill you? The only reason I gave your father, Clear Sky Douluo, some face wasn't because I was afraid of him. I simply didn't want to waste a trump card on him. If you really don't know what's good for you, I'll have no choice but to send your whole family off together."

Tang San said, "You!"

Tang San's face flushed red. It wasn't clear whether it was from anger or a recurrence of his internal injuries.

Having said that, Chen Mo paid him no further attention. He took his younger sister Chen Mo's little hand and walked outside, with Xiao Wu and Lin Yaodong following behind in that order.

As for Tang San, he only dared keep the Sleeve Arrow in his hand raised, unable to bring himself to fire it.

Ever since Chen Mo had spoken those words, Tang San had truly sensed killing intent. Tang San was certain that if he made a move, the other party would definitely kill him on the spot.

If I weren't worried about Father's safety, even if I died, I would get an answer, Tang San thought to himself.

But... Clear Sky Douluo?

Is Father a Soul Douluo or a Titled Douluo?

Having been in this world for so long, and under Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang's guidance, Tang San naturally understood what Douluo meant.

Yet the fellow in front of him actually had a trump card capable of killing his father. If anyone else who wasn't even a Soul Master claimed to be certain of killing a Douluo-level expert, Tang San wouldn't have believed it.

But Tang San hesitated when it came to the mysterious person before him. He could not only see Tang San's origins clearly, but also knew about the Tang Sect. What this guy said is very likely all true. For Father's safety, I absolutely must not act rashly.