Inside the dungeon.
Tang San's furious roars filled the air, like a wild beast unleashing its primal instincts.
Zhou Sidong's words had deeply wounded him.
The Tang Sect
held a special place in Tang San's heart. After crossing from the Tang Sect's world to the Douluo Continent, his first thought was to rebuild the Tang Sect's glory, bringing the complete Tang Sect from his memories here to carry it forward!
But Zhou Sidong's words not only belittled the Tang Sect but also rendered Tang San utterly worthless.
In Zhou Sidong's words, Tang San was portrayed as a thief who stole inner sect techniques: "Zhou Sidong! Shut up! Shut up!"
Tang San had gone mad. Bound to the cross, he had struggled countless times, each struggle more intense than the previous whippings.
"You've hit a nerve? What Xuan Tian Gong, Xuan Tian Bao Lu? I'm telling you, Tang San, you don't look like a Tang Clan disciple at all now. Feeling like a prisoner is quite nice, isn't it?"
Zhou Sidong smiled at him.
Having lost everything, Tang San only wanted to die, but Zhou Sidong had sealed his fate, forbidding him from dying.
But it must be said, Tang San's endurance was truly remarkable.
Even after suffering inhuman torture and humiliation, he hadn't gone mad yet; a calm mind allowed him to retain a sliver of clarity. Perhaps this was his obsession—the obsession to destroy the Spirit Empire.
"Enough nonsense! Kill me or torture me, it's up to you!"
Tang San glared at Zhou Sidong, his eyes gradually reddening.
"You, I will definitely kill you. But before that, I want to show you something."
Zhou Sidong waved his hand, and the screen unfolded like a scroll. Under Tang San's bewildered gaze, what was revealed before him was a considerable shock.
Inside the screen…
The Yin-Yang Well of a parallel world appeared before him, and the three figures displayed before Tang San, a prisoner, caught his attention.
"Dad? Xiao Wu, and...that's me?"
Tang San was puzzled. Why was Zhou Sidong showing him these things?
Looking at Zhou Sidong with a questioning gaze, although seeing the long-lost Xiao Wu and his father filled him with immense joy and shock, the image of himself wielding a golden trident and dressed in luxurious robes made the imprisoned Tang San very unhappy!
Yes, very unhappy!
One was disheveled, the other glamorous.
Watching the happy family of three on the screen, Tang San felt both jealous and excited.
"Do you know Douluo Continent?"
The sudden question left Tang San bewildered. He remained silent, staring at Zhou Sidong as if he were a fool.
But soon, a whip soaked in salt water left a deep mark on Tang San's chest, and a searing pain swept through his body.
"Zhou Sidong! You've gone too far!"
Tang San gritted his teeth, expressing his dissatisfaction with Zhou Sidong's sudden attack.
"Too far?"
Zhou Sidong sneered. Compared to Tang San's future actions, his "too far" was nothing.
"The you, Xiao Wu, and your father presented before you are all real."
Zhou Sidong's words startled Tang San slightly: "What do you mean?"
"The characters in it are real. On the other side of our Douluo Continent, there is another world parallel to it, which I can call a parallel world. In this parallel world, there are people you know, like you, Xiao Wu, Tang Hao, and Dai Mubai. They are real."
Zhou Sidong's words greatly shocked Tang San, leaving him speechless for a long time.
"Are you lying to me?"
Tang San obviously didn't believe such a fantastical story.
He would rather believe that what he was seeing was an illusion created by Zhou Sidong to deceive him than believe that what he was seeing was real.
Reality is cruel; there's no such thing as the beautiful scene before one's eyes.
However, soon, what happened on the screen made him widen his eyes, staring intently at it.
Under the watchful eyes of Tang Hao and the enormous, blue-silver-grass-like plant behind him, Tang San on the screen knelt on one knee facing Xiao Wu, a ring woven from blue silver emperor silk appearing in his hand, his eyes filled with love as he looked at Xiao Wu.
"Xiao Wu, will you marry me?"
Tang San's gentle voice rang out, simultaneously entering the ears of the prisoner Tang San, striking him like a thunderbolt, his head spinning, his body trembling involuntarily.
This scene filled Tang San with an indescribable, strange feeling.
"I do."
Xiao Wu couldn't hide the excitement in her eyes, reaching out her hand, watching her beloved place the ring on his finger.
From this moment on, Xiao Wu's status underwent a tremendous change.
Watching this scene, Zhou Sidong felt like he'd been force-fed a mouthful of dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing a public display of affection), even though he was already married and had grown children.
But watching what was happening on the screen, a smile still crept onto his lips: "Beautiful things always stir the heart."
Zhou Sidong glanced at Tang San, bound to a cross, and noticed he was staring intently at the screen, his eyes filled with longing and envy.
Compared to Tang San's current situation in the main world, Tang San in the parallel world was truly happy.
He had grown into a Title Douluo, and Xiao Wu had accepted his marriage proposal. What
Tang San in the parallel world needed to do now was resurrect his mother.
...
"What?"
Tang Hao listened intently, his only remaining hand gripping Tang San's shoulder tightly, asking impatiently, "Little San, is what you said true? You really have a way to resurrect your mother?"
Tears streamed from the stubborn man's eyes as he looked at his wife, who had grown strong and healthy. He felt he had no more expectations.
The three years he spent in the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, witnessing his wife's growth, were the happiest time of Tang Hao's life.
"I am confident that I can revive Mother and restore Father to his former self, so that he can once again become the fearsome Haotian Douluo of the continent. Father, you also know that the two great empires have declared war on the Spirit Empire, right?"
Tang Hao nodded after speaking, "Although I have been secluded in the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well for the past three years, your aunt came by recently and asked about Emperor Xue Beng of the Heaven Dou Empire. She said it would be great if I could help."
The name of Haotian Douluo is renowned throughout the Soul Master world. His feat of beating the Pope back then truly cemented Tang Hao's fame, making him a figure of awe even today.
As he spoke, Tang Hao sighed deeply. How could he not understand the meaning behind his son's words?
"Back then, I implicated the sect. Those two soul bones were meant to atone for my sins. Regardless of whether the sect will forgive me..."
Tang Hao looked at Tang San again, his words filled with helplessness: "You haven't yet gained the sect's approval. Even if you have the ability to restore my severed limbs, they won't give the soul bones to a sinner like me!"
Sensing his father's helpless expression, Tang San felt genuine anger towards those stubborn old fogies of the Haotian Sect.
"Father, what wrong did you do to injure Mother when you protected her from the Spirit Hall's covetousness? A husband's duty is to protect his wife, and Qian Xunji deserved to die. Not only did the Clear Sky Sect not stand up for you, but they also forced you to leave. Faced with the Spirit Hall's coercion, they even closed their gates, leading to the original four clans being ostracized and suppressed by the Spirit Hall. To this day, the prejudice of our Tang Clan's four clans against the Clear Sky Sect still exists. Running away won't solve the problem, Father. Since those elders of the sect don't accept you, I'll fight until they do!"
Tang San gripped the Sea God Trident tightly, his eyes filled with confidence.
Although the four Clear Sky Sect elders he was about to face were all Title Douluo, and their Clear Sky Hammers were the number one weapon spirit in the world
(the Second Elder had already been killed)
, before the divine weapon Sea God Trident, all weapon spirits had to bow down.
Tang Hao remained silent for a long time after hearing this. His eyes were filled with pride as he looked at his son. His son had grown up and was much stronger than his father.
...
"First time, he was meek and submissive; second time, he struck with full force."
Inside the dungeon.
Zhou Sidong watched the scene before him speechlessly, then looked at Tang San: "This fits your character perfectly."
"Ahhh!"
Tang San roared helplessly. Actually, he also agreed with his actions on screen.
After all, the Clear Sky Sect had indeed gone too far back then.
In Tang San's mind, as long as the Clear Sky Sect united with the three upper sects, they could withstand the immense pressure from the Spirit Hall. Closing the mountain gate was nothing compared to such a shocking act as closing the mountain gate.
Closing the mountain gate was equivalent to severing all ties with the outside world, sealing oneself in one's own little world, living a life of isolation—a life worse than death.
"Isn't this how the Spirit Hall operates?"
Tang San demanded angrily. "What did my father do wrong back then? Qian Xunji deserved to die! He deserved to die!"
Zhou Sidong didn't speak, but picked up the whip soaked in salt water and launched another fierce attack on Tang San.
"Eighty... eighty... eighty..."
After a barrage of blows, Tang San's head slumped, his eyes lifeless, blood dripping from his body to the ground. His mind and body had suffered another blow; this living hell was too agonizing for him.
When would it end?
"My father deserved to die?"
Zhou Sidong sneered, he strongly disagreed with that statement.
Qian Xunji was his father, and the things he did made Zhou Sidong, as his son, unable to help but complain, but in the end, he was still his father, and Zhou Sidong, as his son, hadn't said anything?
Tang San, this prisoner, was stubborn, his face grim, until he was beaten until Tang San was exhausted before he stopped.
"Do you really think the Clear Sky Sect can protect itself by uniting with the three upper sects?"
Zhou Sidong narrowed his eyes, looking at the item in Tang Hao's hand on the screen.
It was a small hammer, and its appearance made Tang Hao unable to remain calm any longer. He gripped it with trembling hands, as if the small hammer weighed a thousand pounds.
"Sure enough, Tang San took out the thing given to him by Tang Chen and erased the last trace of fear in Tang Hao's heart. With this, even if Tang San beat up those four elders, they won't say anything."
Zhou Sidong watched all this, feeling that time was passing very slowly.
He was somewhat impatient to reap the rewards; a 100,000-year-old soul beast, the Blue Silver Emperor, who was about to be resurrected, had high expectations for him.
"The three upper sects are of one mind. Seeing the Spirit Hall pressuring the Spirit Hall like this, they will definitely not let it go. If the Clear Sky Sect had done the same back then, how could it have fallen to such a state?"
Tang San said weakly.
"Same blood, same fate?"
Zhou Sidong laughed. "Let me give you an example. Take Ning Fengzhi, the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. He's not one to suffer losses; everything he does is based on his own and his sect's interests. Your Clear Sky Sect is in trouble, and now you're seeking protection from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School? That's tantamount to shifting the blame eastward. Even if Ning Fengzhi agrees, the Clear Sky Sect will undoubtedly have to pay a huge price. Besides, those old fogies in the Clear Sky Sect, relying only on their so-called reputation as the number one sect in the world, do you think it's possible for them to lower their heads and beg for help from someone else, especially the second-ranked Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?"
Tang San gritted his teeth, saying nothing more.
He had dealt with Ning Fengzhi before and knew his habits.
"Then there's the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. The people of this clan are too arrogant, and their clan power is weak. How could the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, with only one Title Douluo, possibly be an enemy of the Spirit Hall, which has over a dozen Title Douluos? Think about it carefully. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is a neutral clan, not involved in the conflict between the two great empires. Especially at the Bone-Connecting Point back then... to be honest, my mother had a past relationship with your useless teacher. But nothing came of it. Tell me, back then, that useless Yu Xiaogang was a member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and the son of the clan leader—with that special status, would the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan dare to support the Clear Sky Sect?"
After Zhou Sidong finished speaking, Tang San's anger was completely ignited: "I won't allow you to insult my teacher!"
His eyes reddened, and tears rolled down his cheeks.
"Insult him? That's giving him credit."
"Do you know Yu Xiaogang's last words? 'I don't want to be infamous for eternity.'"
Zhou Sidong shook his head: "Unfortunately, not only will he be infamous for eternity, but as long as Douluo Continent exists and the profession of Soul Master still exists, Yu Xiaogang's infamy won't be just for eternity, but for ten thousand years, forever! Because since we founded the Spirit Empire, Yu Xiaogang's deeds have been written into the curriculum; it's a must-test point in Soul Master education! A freebie, understand?"
Tang San's face turned red with anger upon hearing this!
Just as Zhou Sidong said, Yu Xiaogang was destined to be infamous for eternity, and for ten thousand years. As long as Douluo Continent existed, his disgusting deeds would be mentioned forever.
This was a kind of indirect fame.
After listing so much, Tang San was too tired to continue.
But then, the situation on the screen changed drastically again, causing him to suddenly look up.
He saw nine Soul Rings lighting up beneath Tang San's feet; his Blue Silver Domain, along with his growth, had reached its peak.
Like twinkling stars, countless points of light streaked across the dark night sky, all converging at the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.
Seeing this, Zhou Sidong smiled slightly: "It's time."
"What are you going to do now?"
Tang San, sensing something was wrong, quickly asked.
"To intercept them, of course. Don't you know that?"
"I have another nickname: Soul Beast Hunter!"
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