Tie Li's face was livid, looking ugly to the extreme. He knew that he probably couldn't count on these two Elders either. Facing such a formation, running away was indeed the only way to survive.
He sighed inwardly, regret surging like a tide: If he had known this would happen, why did he do it in the first place? If not for coveting that little foundation of the Tang Sect, how would he have ended up in this state today?
He looked at Tang Ya's eyes, filled with hatred and anger, and clearly realized that blood debts must be paid in blood. The cause planted that day was the fruit of today.
Tie Li's eyes hardened, and he suddenly released his cultivation and Martial Soul at the level of Spirit Emperor. While everyone thought he was going to fight to the death or flee with his son, he grabbed the still-bewildered Young Sect Master of Iron Blood Sect beside him.
"Ahhh!"
The Young Sect Master of Iron Blood Sect let out a heart-wrenching scream.
Xiao Xiao and Wang Dong widened their eyes, looking at the scene before them in disbelief: Tie Li had actually personally crippled his own son's cultivation and Martial Soul.
The screams of the Young Sect Master of Iron Blood Sect grew weaker, and he collapsed to the ground, having already become an ordinary person, or even... a cripple.
Tie Li pressed him to the ground, and he himself knelt down with a "thud," desperately kowtowing toward Tang Ya. His forehead hit the floor tiles with a resounding thud, blood splattering everywhere: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I was wrong!"
His voice was hoarse and hurried: "Back then, it was I who planned the night raid on the Tang Sect to seize the foundation, and it was I who personally killed your parents! One person acts, one person bears the consequences! I, Tie Li, am willing to accept death! I only beg Young Miss Tang Ya to show mercy and spare my son, the Young Sect Master of Iron Blood Sect! He is already a cripple and will never pose a threat to anyone in this lifetime!"
The Young Sect Master of Iron Blood Sect finally reacted and cried out in pain: "No—Father!"
"Shut up!" Tie Li roared, Soul Power surging out, directly sealing the voice of the Young Sect Master of Iron Blood Sect. Now that the Young Sect Master of Iron Blood Sect was just a cripple, how could he resist a Spirit Emperor?
Tie Li lifted his head, blood from his forehead streaming down his cheeks, but he unknowingly placed a storage spirit tool in front of him: "My son, the Young Sect Master of Iron Blood Sect, he has already been crippled by me, and he can only be an ordinary person, or even a cripple, for the rest of his life. All the wealth and family assets accumulated by the Iron Blood Sect over these years are all here—they are all yours!"
Tang Ya was stunned.
She subconsciously turned her head to look at Furina, her eyes filled with confusion and seeking advice.
Furina's expression was calm, her tone gentle but firm: "It's your own business, just decide for yourself."
Tang Ya took a deep breath, turned back, looked at Tie Li, who was kneeling on the ground and kowtowing incessantly, and then glanced at the Young Sect Master of Iron Blood Sect, who had his cultivation crippled and was covered in tears.
After a long time, she finally spoke: "Fine. I agree."
Her voice carried a trace of trembling, but every word was distinct: "Let your son get lost. From now on, don't let me see him again. Otherwise—don't blame me for being impolite."
Tie Li felt as if he had been granted amnesty, and he kowtowed even harder: "Thank you! Thank you, Young Miss Tang Ya! Thank you!"
Blood streamed down his temple, dripping onto the floor tiles, a shocking sight.
Looking at his father's appearance, the Young Sect Master of Iron Blood Sect was covered in tears, but he couldn't make a sound, so he could only kowtow incessantly, praying that Tang Ya would lighten the punishment for his father.
Tie Li turned to look at the two Elders who had not yet left: "Two Elders... take the Young Sect Master of Iron Blood Sect away. I, Tie Li, have failed you; it was me... it was my greed that harmed you all."
The two Elders exchanged a glance, said nothing more, stepped forward to support the limp Young Sect Master of Iron Blood Sect, and quickly disappeared from view.
The remaining Disciples saw this and knew the situation was lost, fleeing faster than one another.
Tie Li looked in the direction where the Young Sect Master of Iron Blood Sect had left, complex thoughts flashing in his eyes—there was guilt, relief, and a trace of feeling unburdened.
He slowly turned back to look at Tang Ya, his tone so calm it was almost numb: "Come. Do it. I won't resist... you can torture me however you like."
Tang Ya glared at him, the hatred in her eyes not yet faded: "Hmph! Don't worry, I won't let you die too easily. But before that—come back to the Tang Sect with me, and kowtow in apology before my parents' portraits!"
Tie Li nodded: "Fine. I agree."
Furina gave a look to Long Ziyun, City Lord of Ice Wolf City. Long Ziyun, City Lord of Ice Wolf City understood and quietly followed Tang Ya and Tie Li, just in case. Bei Bei also followed without hesitation.
After the three entered the Iron Blood Sect, Furina turned to Huo Yuhao and the others, her tone relaxing a bit: "Alright, the upcoming scene might not be suitable for us. Let's just wait outside."
Huo Yuhao nodded, indicating he understood. After all, this was the private business of Senior Tang Ya, and it was inconvenient for them to interfere. Moreover, Tang Ya was going to torture Tie Li before dealing with him, and the scene would inevitably be bloody; Xiao Xiao and Wang Dong probably wouldn't want to see it, to avoid leaving any psychological trauma.
Xiao Xiao and Wang Dong also nodded one after another, clearly having no objections.
However, just as everyone relaxed their vigilance slightly.
A cold and powerful wave of Soul Power pressure suddenly descended!
"Hahaha!"
A hoarse laugh came from a dark corner, and an old man in a black robe walked out slowly. His whole body radiated a disgusting, evil aura, and nine spirit rings—two yellow, two purple, and five black—circled around him.
A Titled Douluo! And he was also... an Evil Soul Master!
The old man's gaze swept over the crowd and finally landed on Huo Yuhao, his eyes flashing with greedy light: "I didn't expect this, really didn't expect this, to actually find a Saint here... and so many Geniuses, they all look like students of Shrek Academy, right? Their mental force is not weak either..."
He licked his lips, his smile becoming increasingly ferocious: "Today's trip, the harvest is truly not small!"
Furina remained calm on the surface, but in her heart, she was cursing like crazy: Damn! Tang Ya hasn't even turned evil yet! The Shrek Youth Tournament hasn't even started! This plot—how the hell is this still triggering?!"]}```
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