Chapter 185: The Power of the Misfortune Card, Tang Hao's Inner Conflict
Tang San glanced up at the sky outside the window and realized it was already quite late, so he simply gave up on going back to sleep.
He got out of bed gloomily, washed up, and prepared to begin today's cultivation.
Arriving at a relatively elevated spot within the academy, Tang San sat cross-legged, trying hard to calm the irritation caused by the earlier blow.
The eastern sky gradually turned pale, and a faint trace of purple qi appeared at the horizon.
Tang San immediately began circulating the Mysterious Heaven Skill, his eyes fixed firmly on that streak of purple qi, preparing to absorb it and cultivate the Purple Demon Eye.
At first, absorbing the purple qi went fairly smoothly, strands of cool energy flowing into his eyes.
But right after that, something extremely bizarre happened!
The gentle purple qi that should have lasted for a short while suddenly vanished without any warning.
In its place, a dazzling, blazing sun leaped above the horizon, radiating intense light!
This overwhelmingly strong glare shot forth like tangible blades, extremely abrupt and piercing!
It directly shone into Tang San's eyes, which were in the middle of absorbing and completely unguarded.
"Ah!"
Tang San let out a miserable scream as the intense light inflicted terrifying damage on his eyes.
He felt as if countless red-hot steel needles had stabbed into them. The pain forced him to shut his eyes tightly at once.
Two streams of tears mixed with blood burst uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes.
Clutching his agonized eyes, Tang San rolled on the ground, his heart filled with shock and confusion.
After practicing the Purple Demon Eye for so many years, this was the first time he had encountered such an abnormal situation where the purple qi disappeared suddenly and was replaced by blazing sunlight!
After a long while, the stinging pain in his eyes finally eased slightly.
Tang San was extremely frustrated and could only attribute this bizarre incident to his unbelievably bad luck today.
But what happened next truly made him begin to doubt his life.
Dragging his exhausted and unlucky body, Tang San walked back along a path inside the academy.
Just as he was walking on an extremely flat stone-paved road—
His left foot suddenly and inexplicably tripped over his own right foot.
Bang!
Tang San performed a perfectly standard "flat-ground fall" right there on the road!
His entire body slammed down hard in a face-first position onto the solid stone slabs, his chin striking painfully.
There were others on the road, and seeing Tang San fall flat like that, they couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Some who recognized him wanted to laugh but held it in, knowing Tang San was quite strong. If they laughed and were remembered for it, it could cause problems.
Before Tang San could even get up from the ground in humiliation—
A window on the second floor of a nearby dormitory suddenly opened.
Someone had casually intended to dump a basin of dirty water onto the empty ground below.
But the basin of dirty water seemed to have eyes. It traced a perfect parabola through the air.
Then, without the slightest deviation, it poured directly over Tang San, who was just getting up, drenching him from head to toe!
Splash!
Tang San was instantly soaked through, a nauseating stench rushing straight to his head.
It could be said that from the moment he opened his eyes today, he had been in an unbelievably unlucky state.
Meanwhile, in a hidden corner—
Tang Hao, who had been silently protecting Tang San from the shadows, frowned, noticing something off about him today.
At this moment, Tang Hao had just returned to Nuoding City after secretly making his way back from the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
His right shoulder was empty, the sleeve fluttering in the wind, giving him a desolate appearance.
However, perhaps because he had lost his right arm and suffered severe injuries from Zhao Yun—
Although his overall soul power had now dropped by a full ten levels—
Misfortune had brought a blessing.
Taking advantage of the severed arm, he had managed to expel the long-accumulated internal injuries within his body, like parasites clinging to his bones.
Along with black blood, they had all been forced out through the massive wound of his severed arm.
From this point onward, Tang Hao no longer needed to constantly divert his attention to suppress his injuries. He could now unleash his full strength without restraint.
But the bad news was that, with his current strength of a mere rank eighty-plus Soul Douluo—
Even if he went all out, at most, he could contend with a lower-ranked Titled Douluo.
If he encountered a stronger Titled Douluo, he might not even be able to win!
After all, he had lost an inherited eighty-thousand-year right arm soul bone, severely damaging his foundation.
He could no longer easily use the world-shaking ring-exploding secret technique or the Great Sumeru Hammer as he did at his peak.
With his current physique, if he forcibly used the Great Sumeru Hammer—
Even if he only exploded the first four low-year soul rings, his body might not be able to withstand that terrifying backlash.
Watching Tang San from the shadows, Tang Hao sighed inwardly.
After thinking for so many days, he was still deeply conflicted.
Should he let Tang San continue staying at Nuoding Academy to study under Yu Xiaogang, or should he simply take him back to the Clear Sky Sect to acknowledge his ancestry?
After weighing it repeatedly, Tang Hao ultimately decided to observe and think a bit longer.
After all, although Tang San possessed twin martial souls and innate full soul power, his current strength was still too low.
To have a mere Soul Master return to the Clear Sky Sect in his stead to bear the burden of his sins—
It seemed too early, and the sect might not even accept it.
On the other hand, following Yu Xiaogang might offer a chance to resolve the conflict of twin martial souls in the future.
After all, he knew that Yu Xiaogang had that kind of relationship with Bibi Dong.
Even if Yu Xiaogang didn't understand, he could shamelessly go ask Bibi Dong for help.
As for Tang San—
Enduring the foul smell on his body, he ran back to the dormitory, changed into a clean set of clothes, and then went to see Yu Xiaogang with a bitter expression.
At this time, it was the daily martial soul theory lesson.
Yu Xiaogang was sitting at his desk. When he saw Tang San walk in with a bruised and swollen face, he was momentarily stunned.
However, due to some strange misfortune-contagion effect—
While teaching Tang San, Yu Xiaogang also began to suffer bad luck!
He had just stood up to fetch teaching materials when the sturdy chair beneath him suddenly let out a "crack," and one of its legs snapped in a bizarre manner.
Yu Xiaogang instantly lost balance and fell heavily onto the ground, nearly wrenching his lower back.
Rubbing his aching waist, Yu Xiaogang looked at his equally bruised disciple and couldn't help but frown deeply.
He said in confusion, "Strange… we both seem a bit unlucky today. What's going on?"
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