Chapter 39: Grandmaster — I Will Destroy Spirit Hall at Any Cost
At this moment—
Tang Hao dragged his body forward, his internal organs displaced and his entire body poisoned, heading toward where Tang San was located.
He had to take Xiao San away from this dragon's lair as soon as possible. Otherwise, with Spirit Hall's intelligence network, they would soon discover Xiao San's true identity.
Tang Hao spread his spiritual power outward, continuously searching for traces of his son.
"Found him."
Tang Hao looked in a certain direction. His figure vanished like lightning as he rushed toward Tang San's location.
"Teacher, it looks like the battle has ended."
Tang San used the Purple Demon Eye, looking toward the sky above Nuoding Academy, where there was almost no movement left.
But in the next moment—
Tang San felt a terrifying fluctuation of soul power approaching him. The oppressive pressure made it difficult for him to breathe.
'Not good. How did the powerful experts fighting above notice me?'
'Could it be that after being reborn, I, Tang San, am going to die here?'
'I'm not willing to accept this!'
Tang San roared wildly in his heart. He had not yet pursued Xiao Wu, nor had he properly shown filial respect to his father.
How could the heavens let me die like this? Thieving heavens, you are unfair to me, Tang San!
One day, I, Tang San, would make the heavens pay with death!
At the same time—
After sensing this soul power pressure, Yu Xiaogang's legs went weak, and he dropped heavily to his knees.
His lower body, which had not yet recovered, lost control again, and he once more became incontinent.
Seeing this, Tang San's expression grew even more disgusted. His teacher had actually been frightened into incontinence again.
Moreover, the strong smell of urine irritated Tang San's nose and mouth, making him extremely uncomfortable.
As the soul power fluctuations drew closer, Tang Hao's figure gradually appeared in Tang San's sight.
"Father? Why is it you?"
Looking at Tang Hao, who was radiating a powerful aura, Tang San's mind filled with confusion.
"And Father, why are you so severely injured? Who did this to you?!"
After the shock, Tang San stared at the blood-covered Tang Hao. His eyes turned red, his breathing heavy like a bull, his face filled with fury.
Who dared to injure Tang San's father like this? They already had a death wish!
But at this moment, Tang Hao had no time to explain anything to Tang San. The most urgent matter was taking him away.
"Xiao San, don't ask so many questions. Come with me first."
Tang Hao arrived in front of Tang San, lifted him with one arm, and, with a flash of movement, flew off toward an unknown destination, leaving Yu Xiaogang standing there in confusion.
After a while, Yu Xiaogang finally recovered his senses. He trembled as he stood up, though his legs were still shaking uncontrollably.
At that moment—
Two more figures descended at that location. The terrifying soul power fluctuations caused Yu Xiaogang's already weakened legs to collapse again as he fell to his knees.
What now? Again?
Yu Xiaogang nearly lost his composure. It was as if everyone had come to step on him. Did they really think Yu Xiaogang had no temper?
Fortunately, this time his lower body did not lose control.
But it wasn't because his endurance had improved after two incidents of incontinence in a row; there was simply nothing left in his body.
"Your Excellencies, my name is Yu Xiaogang, the continent's famous theoretical master."
"May I ask what brings the two of you here?"
When the Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo first descended, they had intended to roughly seize Yu Xiaogang and interrogate him about Tang Hao and Tang San's whereabouts.
But upon hearing the name Yu Xiaogang, the two of them abandoned that idea.
Yu Xiaogang — that name left a deep impression on them.
The current Pope, Bibi Dong, had once had a major conflict with the previous Pope, Qian Xunji, in her youth because of Yu Xiaogang.
As veterans who had served under two generations, Yue Guan and Gui Mei naturally knew some of the inside story.
Moreover, Bibi Dong was still behind them. When dealing with Yu Xiaogang, it was better not to act too arrogantly, lest Bibi Dong hold a grudge against them later.
"I'll ask you, did you see a Soul Master wearing a black robe, covered in blood, pass by?"
"Oh, and there's also a Soul Master named Tang San. Do you know him?"
"These two people are Spirit Hall's number-one enemies. If we discover that you've hidden anything, then don't blame us…"
Yue Guan's enchanting face looked toward Yu Xiaogang. A bone-piercing killing intent enveloped him, causing Yu Xiaogang's body to tremble instantly.
As Yue Guan's gaze drifted downward, he noticed a puddle of yellow liquid on the ground, emitting a foul odor.
This immediately deepened his contempt for Yu Xiaogang.
He really doesn't understand how Her Holiness ever took a liking to this useless waste.
Yue Guan silently complained to himself, feeling extremely puzzled.
Just as Yu Xiaogang hesitated over whether to tell the truth, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in his line of sight.
His hunched back straightened instantly, and he suddenly became confident and fearless.
Yu Xiaogang's expression turned calm, as if he were the composed Grandmaster who had seen through worldly matters.
Of course, it would have been more convincing if his lower body were not soaked, and if there were no pale-yellow puddle beside him.
"Your Holiness, the Pope — you've arrived."
The moment Bibi Dong appeared, Yue Guan and Gui Mei sensed her presence and immediately bowed in greeting.
"Mm. You two continue pursuing Tang Hao and see if there's a chance to keep him from escaping."
"And Tang San was probably taken away by Tang Hao. If you encounter the father and son, kill Tang San at all costs. Understood?"
Bibi Dong gave her instructions to Yue Guan and Gui Mei.
Following Tang Hao's trail to this location, Bibi Dong already knew Tang Hao had taken Tang San away the moment she saw Yu Xiaogang.
"Understood, Your Holiness."
Yue Guan and Gui Mei cupped their fists in acknowledgment and continued chasing Tang Hao's trail.
After the two left, Bibi Dong carefully looked Yu Xiaogang over and quickly noticed his current condition.
His soaked lower body and the pale-yellow puddle beside him — even if Bibi Dong were foolish, she would still understand what had just happened. A trace of disappointment appeared in her eyes as she looked at Yu Xiaogang.
"Xiaogang… long time no see."
Seeing Yu Xiaogang's proud posture, Bibi Dong took the initiative to greet him.
After so many years, meeting him again did not make her as excited as she had imagined. Instead, her heart was calm and without ripples.
She didn't know why. The person she once loved most stood before her, yet she could not muster any emotion.
"Bibi Dong, why are you trying to kill my disciple? Do you know that Tang San is my student?"
Yu Xiaogang, having heard the earlier conversation between Bibi Dong and the Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, questioned her angrily.
Hearing this, Bibi Dong shook her head and let out a cold laugh before replying:
"Heh, Xiaogang, do you know that Tang Hao and Tang San, father and son, are Spirit Hall's greatest enemies?"
"When Spirit Hall hunts its enemies, it's not your place to interfere."
Seeing that Bibi Dong showed him no respect at all, Yu Xiaogang immediately threatened her.
"Bibi Dong, listen carefully."
"Tang San is my disciple. If anything happens to Tang San—"
"I will destroy Spirit Hall at any cost!"
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End of Chapter