SL—Chapter 178: The Rat A-San
From Tang San's perspective looking up, Tang Hao in his eyes was illuminated by the green light, so green that he felt a little panicked, as if he was poisoned.
"What happened to you? Why does the fluctuation of your aura seem different from before?"
Tang Hao furrowed his brow and temporarily lifted the seal on Tang San's Soul Power.
With the Mysterious Heaven Skill circulating, Tang Hao and Tang San frantically checked their internal organs and meridians, attempting to find a trace of abnormality.
However, to their disappointment, there wasn't the slightest trace of abnormality. Tang San was still that Tang San, just lacking some of his original vigorous vitality.
Tang Hao withdrew his hand from Tang San's shoulder and frowned, "There isn't anything unusual. It's fine, it should be due to your Soul Power being sealed by me recently, and then immediately starting training.
With your state of mind being a bit unstable, it's reasonable for your aura to fluctuate somewhat. Rest for a moment, adjust your condition. Today's training ends here. You should recover well."
"Yes, Father."
Tang San nodded in agreement, but that panic still lingered in his heart, like a shadow.
In the middle of the night, Tang San fell into a deep sleep. During the day, he had to constantly concentrate and expend energy. At night, he needed to recover his mental strength through sleep and couldn't fully replace sleep with meditation.
However, that night, he slept very restlessly.
Under Tang Hao's "caring" policy, he used the sky as a blanket and the ground as a bed. The somewhat uncomfortable environment made his brows furrow, and his whole body trembled, as if he had seen something that distressed him.
Tang San's dream was enveloped by a thick layer of gloom.
In the dream, he was still swinging the hammer repeatedly under the waterfall, silently counting the number of swings in his mouth.
"33, 34, 35…!"
"Boom—"
He finally achieved what his Father had said, swinging ninety-nine eighty-one hammers in just a few seconds. Such terrifying power accumulation erupted on that stubborn rock, and then Tang San's body shot up into the sky along with the recoil.
The water from the ten-meter waterfall all surged upwards, emitting a deafening roar.
"Hahaha—" Tang San fell from the air into the pool. The cold pool water instantly enveloped him, but it couldn't extinguish the surging pride in his heart at that moment.
He swam to the shore with all his might, his body trembling with excitement.
"Without using Soul Power, without any enhancements, just with an iron hammer, my attack power at this moment has already surpassed any previous point."
"Ling Qianyao, you are no longer my opponent!!!"
Tang San looked up at the sky, his eyes burning with fervor.
However, this excitement didn't last long. He looked left and right, a look of doubt on his face.
"Dad?"
"Dad!"
Shouldn't his Father, who was secretly observing, show himself and praise him after he accomplished what he was told? He needed that fatherly love.
From the distant mountain forest, a roar and a woman-like shriek suddenly came.
"Father!"
For no reason, Tang San's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and a bad premonition spread wildly in his mind.
His eyes instantly turned crimson. He threw away the hammer, and the Soul Power sealed by Tang Hao on his body was immediately unlocked. He summoned the Clear Sky Hammer and the Eight Spider Lances.
Panting like an ox, he ran in the direction from which the sound came.
"Bang—"
The large area of bushes in front of him was scattered by the impact of his violent Soul Power. Amidst the flying dust, he finally saw the scene before him.
On the huge clearing, in the center, there was a single, incredibly wide boulder platform.
Below the platform was Tang Hao's figure.
At this moment, his body was ravaged and covered in blood. All four of his limbs had been severed, and the four Soul Bones taken from his limbs were quietly stuck in the ground, as if to bear witness to something.
Blood continuously seeped from Tang Hao's mouth and severed limbs. His eyes were about to split as he looked at the two figures above the boulder. His lips parted, veins bulging on his neck, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't utter a word.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out his tongue had long been cut off, and his entire cultivation had been crippled. Only a trace of vitality remained, maintaining his life force and controlling his eyelids so they couldn't close, forcing him to watch what was happening before him without being able to speak.
"Dad!"
Tang San cried out in alarm. As soon as he moved half a step, he instantly appeared below the platform, not far from Tang Hao.
"Father ah—"
Tang San was horrified to find that he couldn't say anything anymore. Extreme pressure came from all around, sealing him tightly and making him unable to move.
His head turned with a clicking sound, and his gaze uncontrollably shifted to the platform above.
The scene that entered his eyes instantly made his eyes split. A mouthful of fresh blood spurted out, and his brain exploded with a "buzz," as if the entire World had collapsed at that moment.
On the platform were Ling Qianyao and a gentle, virtuous, and beautiful woman.
Memories surged. He had vaguely seen her face when he transmigrated to this World. This was his Mother!
"No... don't..."
Ah Yin was held in Ling Qianyao's embrace, unable to move. Her exquisite face was full of terror and despair. Tears rolled down like broken strings of pearls, wetting her disheveled hair.
"A-San," Ling Qianyao grinned sinisterly, slowly stroking Ah Yin's fair cheek with one hand, his fingertips tracing her trembling lips.
He then gradually reached downwards, and under Tang San's despairing gaze, he put his hand between her clothes.
Wandering, kneading...
"Mm..."
Ah Yin pursed her lips, a charming blush appearing on her cheeks. Her whole body trembled, but she couldn't resist at all. She could only silently shed clear tears and look towards Tang San.
"Your Mother is very moist~"
Ling Qianyao licked Ah Yin's cheek with a smile, then released the control over Tang San's speech.
"Beast... Let her go quickly! Mm..."
Tang San's speech system was suddenly sealed again. He could only watch the scene before him with crimson eyes.
"Tsk tsk tsk, I don't like your words, A-San. Didn't you say you were going to defeat me? Didn't you say I was no longer your opponent?"
Ling Qianyao slowly unbuttoned his upper garment and placed Ah Yin onto the platform.
"Woo woo woo—" Tang San trembled all over, his teeth grinding with a clacking sound. "Pfft—" A tooth flew out directly, and blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
Ling Qianyao sat down on the edge of the platform, looking at Tang San with a wicked smile, "Hehehe, look now, your Father is dead, your Mother, hehehe..."
"Slap—"
A palm condensed from Soul Power slapped Tang San's mouth. Half of his cheek instantly swelled up high.
"Now, kneel, say you are a dog, say you are a faithless, extremely hypocritical villain, and I will let you go. Otherwise, you know..."
"Hoo— Hoo—"
"You wouldn't want your Mom..."
Tang San was released from the restraint. His eyes were completely crimson, blood and tears flowing. He stared fixedly at Ling Qianyao, gritting his teeth and saying, "I am a dog, a faithless, extremely hypocritical villain."
"Hahaha—"
"Haha~"
Two voices came from the platform at the same time. Tang San's whole body trembled. He slowly turned his head mechanically, his gaze falling on Ah Yin, his eyes filled with disbelief and despair.
He saw Ah Yin slowly stand up, lean against Ling Qianyao's back, her fair hands stroking Ling Qianyao's chest, and licking Ling Qianyao's earlobe.
"Qianyao, he looks like a dog."
"Mm, he does."
"Pfft—" A mouthful of fresh blood spurted out. Tang San's vision went black. "Mother, you..."
"Who is your Mother?" Ah Yin instantly appeared beside Tang San, grabbing his throat, her fingertips digging deep into his flesh, lifting Tang San entirely off the ground.
"Hoo— Hoo— I am Xiao San..."
"Shut up!" Ah Yin's expression was cold. "You demon who killed the soul of my biological son, you should have died long ago! You and Tang Hao, who betrayed me, you all deserve to die, deserve to die, deserve to die..."
"Crack—"
Outside, Tang San suddenly opened his eyes. Cold sweat drenched his clothes like rain, and his body trembled violently, uncontrollably.
He touched his still-present neck with one hand, letting out a sigh of relief.
"Hoo— Hoo—"
"A nightmare, good, good. I didn't kill the soul, I am your son..."
"Ling Qianyao! To make me have such a dream, you have paved your path to death!"
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