As dawn broke and the sun rose in the east, Ye Qiu, whose internal clock had been trained over a long time, opened his eyes early. Looking at Xiao Wu still in his arms, a hint of moisture lingered at the corners of his mouth. Due to his age, his cheeks still carried a bit of baby fat. He pinched her small face gently.
Carefully getting out of bed, he, as usual, went to a secluded corner, climbed a tree branch, and watched the purple qi dispersing and drifting from the east.
...
"Phew," today's cultivation of the Purple Extreme Magic Eyes has come to an end. It's time to make preparations!
Back in Dorm 7, he wrote down his whereabouts and left it by Xiao Wu's pillow. A simple message with just four words: 'Hunting spirits, don't worry!'
Not everyone could enter the Spirit Hunting Forest; it housed captive soul beasts. To enter, one needed the corresponding token, which was the command token from the Martial Soul Hall, obtained by spending gold soul coins at the Nuoding branch.
Arriving at the Martial Soul Hall branch, he was stopped as soon as he entered. "The Martial Soul Hall is a restricted area, not everyone can enter! Show me your soul master certificate!"
"I just reached Level 10. I want to buy a token for the Spirit Hunting Forest. Can you guide me, big brother?"
The guard frowned, looking at Ye Qiu. "Hunting spirits? Just a kid like you? I advise you to hire some people instead."
"Thanks for the advice, big brother."
"Alright, follow me." The guard didn't say much. He had seen many commoner kids like this, many of whom ended up buried in the Spirit Hunting Forest.
The efficiency of the Martial Soul Hall was pretty good. Soon, Ye Qiu completed the relevant procedures, albeit at a considerable cost, most of his savings from recent years gone.
Securing the token, he spent some time, and then went to the street. He had to go to his workplace and fetch the prepared explosives.
In the distance, in a place Ye Qiu hadn't noticed, a pair of eyes, filled with experience, were closely watching his every move.
Passing through a small alley, the surrounding pedestrians became scarce.
Swish! A black figure drifted down, standing in front of Ye Qiu.
"What—" Ye Qiu's voice was cut off before it could be uttered. A powerful pressure made his movements difficult.
Under the black silk, his eyes stared fixedly at the figure before him. The black hat, burly figure, and stubble-covered face, though not fully visible, Ye Qiu knew who he was. Tang San's deceased father, the Douluo of the Clear Sky Sect, Tang Hao!
Sweat dripped from his forehead, a hint of panic in his heart. 'Damn, does this mean he's going to act now?'
A hoarse voice echoed in his ears. Tang Hao's lips moved slightly, but the voice resounded throughout Ye Qiu's mind.
Compelling Tone! "Outside the city, east side, the forest!"
Standing still, Ye Qiu, after scanning Tang Hao, was left in shock. Tang Hao disappeared!
Splash! "Hoo... hoo..." Ye Qiu collapsed to the ground, breathing heavily. In front of Tang Hao, he even forgot to breathe, feeling like he was drowning, soaked from head to toe, sweat dripping from his chin onto the ground.
"Hehe. The Clear Sky Sect really goes to great lengths to protect its own.to personally deal with his son's love rival!" Bitterly complaining, Ye Qiu got up shakily. After hesitating for a moment, he headed towards the eastern forest.
Since Tang Hao didn't directly attack him, the likelihood of danger was much smaller. In the face of a Title Douluo, he was now nothing more than an ant.
Even if he wanted to escape, he had neither the strength nor the means.
He also wanted to see why Tang Hao was taking such action—was it for his daughter-in-law or the hundred-thousand-year soul ring?
Nuoding City might not be very large, but it wasn't small either. After leaving the city gates, it took half an hour for Ye Qiu to reach the location where Tang Hao was.
Tang Hao had been waiting for a long time, standing there straight with the black hat floating in the wind, displaying a certain degree of elegance.
"I wonder what business the senior has with me?" Ye Qiu greeted him respectfully.
Tang Hao didn't even look back, as if he couldn't be bothered to glance at Ye Qiu. He directly commanded with a voice devoid of any fluctuations, "Kid, leave that girl. She's not someone you're worthy of!"
Ye Qiu also played dumb, "Is the girl you're talking about Xiao Wu? Is the senior a relative of Xiao Wu?"
To prevent Tang Hao from having murderous intentions, Ye Qiu tried not to link Tang Hao and Tang San in his words.
"You don't need to know!" Tang Hao turned around, his voice turning colder, "Leave this place! Never appear in front of that girl again!"
"Why?" Ye Qiu frowned. Whether it was an act or not, he was curious about the reasons Tang Hao was going to give.
"You're just a coward." Tang Hao responded indifferently, "You've been at Level 10 for several months but still dare not venture into soul hunting. You're just a waste!"
"..." Ye Qiu didn't expect that his conversation with Xiao Wu would be heard by others. Xiao Wu had known that Ye Qiu had reached Level 10, and she had offered to help him hunt for soul rings multiple times, but he had rejected her assistance for various reasons.
Unexpectedly, this behavior was seen by Tang Hao, and he drew the conclusion of Ye Qiu being a coward.
"Just because of this? Senior, I think I can."
Of course, it was not just because of this, but Tang Hao was not obliged to explain. "Enough! I've already said, you're not worthy of her!"
The pressure from Tang Hao once again covered Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu, resisting the pressure, stood straight, internally sneering. 'Heh, what exactly does he mean in his words, 'her' or 'it'?'
The rough man under the hat frowned, intensifying the pressure. Seeing Ye Qiu still struggling, a wicked thought arose in Tang Hao's heart. He changed his mind.
"Hehe. Consider this the price for hurting my son Tang San!" Tang Hao laughed coldly, his tone casual, as if crushing an ant.
"What!" Hearing Tang Hao revealing the father-son relationship, Ye Qiu was shocked!
Tang Hao intended to kill him to keep it a secret!
In Ye Qiu's vision, Tang Hao seemed to be shrouded in a bit of blood. A terrifying killing intent surged toward him.
'No! This is a mental attack! And the Killing God's Domain!'
He thought Tang Hao wouldn't resort to killing him directly, but he didn't expect it to be so malicious.
Powerful mental attacks could cause death or turn someone into a living corpse, depending on the intensity.
In Ye Qiu's consciousness, a torrent of blood and corpses surged, creating waves that crashed towards him.
The Sharingan under the black silk had reached its limit, desperately resisting, tears of blood flowing from the corners of his eyes.
Unfortunately, the gap was too large. Without lasting long, Ye Qiu's mind went blank in an instant.
In his final consciousness, he seemed to see Xiao Wu sacrificing herself to Tang San according to the original destiny, stirring up overwhelming resentment in his heart.
His body stiffened, falling straight to the ground. Lifeless.
Tang Hao approached and kicked Ye Qiu's head with his foot. No response. A mere ant, not even able to withstand his gaze.
Having personally taken action as a Title Douluo, Tang Hao left satisfied without even bothering to check.
(End of this chapter)
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