Chapter 224: Prolonging the Suspense

Chapter 224: Prolonging the Suspense

"I choose to go my own way!"

Just like that, he was supposed to leave? There was no way he could just walk away!

Setting aside his personal biases against Tang Hao and his son, let's focus on what Tang Hao had already done.

Abusing his position, he forced a six-year-old orphan to work and support his son. Who in their right mind would come up with such a despicable scheme?

And then, for reasons unknown, this guy started targeting him. Not only did he refuse to teach him genuine forging techniques, but he also instructed him in the messy Cloak of Chaos, which damages the user more than the enemy.

And don't even mention that Tang San was also learning it. Tang San had a bloodline connection to a beast soul, so it wasn't the same!

At such a young age, he had been saddled with hidden injuries by Tang Hao.

If only Tang Hao had the guts to smash him with a hammer and get it over with. He could at least respect that.

But no, Tang Hao, a so-called Title Douluo, chose to play mind games with him.

It truly disgusted him!

Since you want to mess with my mindset, I'll mess with yours!

I don't want a second spirit!

I don't want the divine-level cultivation method!

I don't want divine-level martial skills!

I don't refuse the legacy of the Spirit King!

I'll only do one thing – mess with your mindset!

Ding, the Spirit Column has been unlocked.

Ding, the Spirit Ring Column has been unlocked.

Ding, the Equipment Column has been unlocked.

Ding, the divine-level equipment has been sent to your backpack.

Four consecutive system notification sounds rang out, and Wang Bo had never found the system's notifications so pleasing.

"Let me see what divine-level equipment looks like!"

The system responded to his request.

In the next moment, a red light appeared in Wang Bo's hand. Before he could examine what it was, the red light in his palm suddenly erupted with a surge of blood-like energy that soared towards the sky.

In an instant, the cave was filled with a dense aura that began to cause it to collapse.

The Bluesilver Emperor, who had been resting and not yet fully awakened, was torn to shreds by the powerful surge.

The small cave couldn't withstand such a dense aura, and it instantly filled the entire space.

The cave exploded, causing the waterfall above to be flung a hundred meters into the air.

Such a huge commotion naturally attracted Tang Hao's attention.

Upon realizing that the disturbance was coming from that direction, he was the first to rush out of the house.

Staring at the now shortened waterfall, Tang Hao stood there, his eyes vacant for a couple of seconds.

Then, with a despairing howl, he raised his head to the sky and let out a heart-wrenching cry. After that, he no longer bothered to conceal his powerful aura as a Title Douluo.

He charged directly toward the waterfall.

In the room, Wang Bo's face was contorted in pain, his entire body feeling as if it were being torn to pieces. It was truly an uncomfortable sensation!

Fortunately, he had gotten used to letting his clones take on dangerous tasks.

To be honest, although the divine-level clone technique had a death-substitution function, he didn't want to test out that feature so soon.

While he had experienced a simulated death, his mission was accomplished—he had obtained the 100,000-year-old spirit bone.

In addition, he had also gained a spirit and a ten-year spirit ring.

This was an unexpected bonus, and as for Tang Hao's breakdown, it was truly fantastic.

Even if Tang Hao went crazy and killed everyone in Sacred Spirit Village, including himself, Wang Bo wouldn't have any complaints.

His small caramel worth 5 points in exchange for their number one player worth 100 points. No matter how you looked at it, it was a profitable trade!

At this moment, the smile on Wang Bo's lips was harder to suppress than AK's, and this was why he had wanted to pretend to be injured and lie in bed, avoiding Tang Hao during this time.

Because seeing Tang Hao made him want to laugh uncontrollably!

Now, with no one to bother him, he could laugh as long as he wanted.

…………

The surging aura naturally caught Tang San's attention, and the loud roar from the direction of Sacred Spirit Village caused him to pause for a moment.

That voice sounded vaguely familiar.

Then, Tang San saw a black figure soar into the sky, heading directly toward the area where the aura had erupted.

Upon arriving, Tang San was left stunned by the scene before him.

His father, the disheveled man, now held a hammer in his hand, identical to the black hammer in Tang San's left hand. With a mighty swing, he smashed the hammer into the center of the river channel.

The rushing waters parted at the force of his blow.

Kneeling in the midst of the blood-red, muddy puddle, Tang San's father frantically scraped at something with his free hand, his other hand still clutching the hammer.

Sensing the presence of others, Tang Hao abruptly lifted his head, his bloodshot eyes fixing on Tang San.

Even the former assassin, Tang San, was startled by the madness and ferocity reflected in his father's expression.

"Come and help me dig! Your mother is buried beneath!"

Tang Hao's mouth moved, his voice harsh and grating, like two stones rubbing together.

Tang San had never seen his father in such a state, and the mention of "mother" was something he had never heard before.

Although he didn't understand why his mother would be here, Tang San trusted his father's words.

However, Tang San's speed couldn't match his father's, and the separated water flow quickly converged, rushing towards them.

Instinctively, Tang San prepared to dodge, but Tang Hao merely lifted his hammer slightly and brought it down with force.

The earth trembled from the impact, and so did Tang San's worldview.

Was it truly possible for someone in this world to part rivers with their bare hands? His father was incredibly powerful!

"Don't be distracted, hurry up and find your mother!"

Tang Hao scolded harshly.

Only then did Tang San snap out of his daze and continue digging with his Xuan Jade Hands.

After digging for an hour by hand, Tang San was soaked from head to toe.

He wasn't sure if it was from sweat or river water, but when he looked up and saw their current location, he furrowed his brows.

There should have been a cliff here, but now, the two of them had dug through it.

His Xuan Jade Hands were cracked and bleeding, while his father, still covered in mud, gave no indication of his hand's condition.

As Tang Hao, caked in mud from head to toe, noticed Tang San's dazed expression again, he turned his head.

"Are you slacking off because you don't want to see your mother?"

Tang San's eyes widened as he looked at his father's mud-covered face, with only a pair of scarlet eyes visible.

He should have realized it sooner—his father was in a state of mania.

"Father, Mother isn't here. Let's go home together," Tang San attempted to persuade him.

But Tang Hao was beyond listening to reason. He grabbed the massive hammer he had been using to block the river flow and swung it towards Tang San.

"You ungrateful wretch! Your mother, Ah Yin, endured so much hardship to give birth to you. If she hadn't become pregnant with you, she wouldn't have been exposed and hunted down!

It was you who killed her, and now you don't even want to acknowledge your own mother. I understand now. You were born to kill her. You, a heartless wretch, shouldn't even exist!"

The hammer descended, missing Tang San, but the resulting gust of wind sent him flying.

Tang San landed in the lake below the waterfall and lost consciousness.

(End of Chapter)

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