Chương 119: Chapter 119: Different Fates
Xue Ke retreated to Mu Chen's side, casting a wary glance at the disciples of the Clear Sky Clan surrounding them. She whispered, "Young Master, these people are not to be trifled with. For safety's sake, I should return to the capital and seek my brother's help. He can bring reinforcements here."
"Alright."
Seeing Mu Chen nod, Xue Ke turned to leave, but was quickly blocked by a direct descendant of the Clear Sky Clan.
"Are you trying to stop me?" Xue Ke said displeased.
Tang Xiao shook his head slightly, and the disciple stepped aside, allowing Xue Ke to leave.
Tang Xiao, too, was tempted by Xiao Wu—a hundred-thousand-year spirit beast. Such a beast could provide a clan member with a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring and grant the clan a superior spirit bone.
"Tang San, come here," Tang Xiao ordered.
As Tang San's uncle, Tang Xiao certainly did not want any harm to come to him. Moreover, Tang San was the child of Ah Yin, whom Tang Xiao had loved dearly.
Tang San stepped forward, his expression resolute, and stood beside Mu Chen. "If you still consider yourself my uncle, let us leave."
"Impossible!"
Before Tang Xiao could respond, Tang Yan interrupted.
Tang San's mind was made up. With Blue Silver Grass in his right hand and the Clear Sky Hammer in his left, six spirit rings emerged around him. He spoke resolutely, "In that case, forgive my rudeness."
Six spirit rings?
Indeed, after entering the Slaughter City and passing the Hell Road, Tang San's spirit power had surpassed level sixty. He was now a sixty-plus-level Soul Emperor!
And it wasn't just Tang San; due to the unique nature of the Killing Fields, the victors could absorb the spirit power of the defeated, which had led to a substantial increase in the spirit power of the other Shrek Seven Devils as well.
"Hmph, the son of a bastard, just like his cowardly father! Disgracing the clan!" Tang Yan scoffed.
"You..." Tang San glared at Tang Yan.
A dragon's reverse scale, touch it and you die.
In Tang San's heart, Tang Hao was his reverse scale.
"Tang San, Uncle is giving you one more chance. Come to me," Tang Xiao urged, protective of his kin.
"Uncle, my mind is made up. I am a member of Shrek Academy. Without Mu Boss, I wouldn't be who I am today. Today, whether we live or die, I choose to stand with them," Tang San declared defiantly.
"That's right, live together, die together!"
"Live together, die together!"
"Live together, die together!"
Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, Oscar, Ma Hongjun, and Dugu Yan all stepped forward. Putting aside friendship, they owed much to Mu Chen's guidance, especially their survival in the Slaughter City and gaining the Killing God Domain. Without Mu Chen, they all wondered if they could have survived and emerged from the city.
The Shrek Seven Devils revealed their martial souls, and all were over level sixty.
"In ten years, they will be exceptional talents!"
Tang Xiao couldn't help but marvel at the thought.
"What a group of little monsters!"
Even the well-experienced Second Elder of the Clear Sky Clan was impressed by the raw talent of these young people.
"Hmph!"
Tang Yan remained disdainful, sneering, "If you wish to die, I'll oblige!"
"How long are you going to hide, Tang Hao?"
Just as Tang Yan was about to strike, Mu Chen shouted.
"Tang Hao?"
"Tang Hao?"
"Hao Brother?"
The soul masters of the Clear Sky Clan were stunned, looking around as a breeze passed by, but there was no sign of anyone.
"Father?"
Tang San's heart skipped a beat. Activating his Purple Demon Eyes, he scanned the area. His eyes, trained to the micro level, focused on a direction where someone was clearly hiding in the shadows.
Seeing that Tang Hao still did not appear, Mu Chen coldly said, "Tang Hao, if you don't come out now, don't blame me for not holding back later!"
Silence! As Mu Chen's words fell, the surroundings were deathly silent.
A second passed!
Five seconds passed!
Ten seconds passed!
Just as Tang Yan was growing impatient, a figure slowly emerged from the direction Tang San had been watching.
The figure was a middle-aged man, appearing nearly fifty, yet he was tall and burly. His attire, however, was far from commendable—a tattered robe, unpatched, revealing bronzed skin. His once decent features were waxy, and he had a sleepy demeanor. His hair was a tangled mess, like a bird's nest, and his beard was unkempt, with a strong smell of alcohol about him.
"Father?"
"Tang Hao?"
"Hao Brother?"
Tang San, Tang Xiao, and the upper echelons of the Clear Sky Clan looked at the middle-aged man in shock.
"Father, why are you here?" Tang San asked curiously, his mind filled with countless questions needing answers from Tang Hao. Was his mother really not human? Did he truly have the blood of the Clear Sky Clan?
"Hao Brother, how did you end up like this?" Tang Xiao asked with concern, frowning.
"Tang Hao, you ignored the clan, and now you dare to return?" the seventh elder of the Clear Sky Clan scolded coldly.
Ignoring the three, Tang Hao walked straight to Mu Chen. Glancing at Xiao Wu, he asked, "Do you want me to help you?"
Mu Chen shook his head, "I was clear; I don't need your help, nor do I want it. If you don't step in and control these fools, and I accidentally kill them all, don't blame me!"
Fools?
Was Mu Chen calling all the Clear Sky Clan fools?
Hearing this, Tang Yan, as the seventh elder of the Clear Sky Clan, was enraged. "Boy, what did you call us?"
Mu Chen replied, "Fools!"
"Outrageous!"
Tang Yan was furious. Just as he stepped towards Mu Chen, Tang Hao blocked his path. Holding the Clear Sky Hammer, Tang Yan said, "Tang Hao, are you stopping me?"
"No."
Tang Hao's voice was hoarse and indifferent, "I'm not stopping you. I'm just reminding you, are you ready to be beaten by him?"
"Hmph, by him? Step aside." Tang Yan coldly ordered.
"Fine, I'll step aside," Tang Hao said obediently, stepping away.
Tang Yan was taken aback, not expecting Tang Hao to be so cooperative. He then turned his sharp gaze to Mu Chen, "Boy, show your martial soul! Soon, you won't have the chance!"
"Alright." Mu Chen stomped his foot, revealing eight spirit rings around him.
"Eight spirit rings?"
"Soul Douluo?"
"He's so young, yet he's already a Level 83 Soul Douluo. Look, a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring!"
Not only was Mu Chen a Level 83 Soul Douluo, but he also had three red spirit rings beneath him.
Tang Hao was also surprised at Mu Chen. Just days ago, while fighting the Poison Douluo, he was a Spirit Sage, and now he had acquired an eighth spirit ring, a hundred-thousand-year one at that.
Tang Hao had been observing Tang San and Mu Chen from the shadows. He clearly remembered that Mu Chen hadn't killed any spirit beasts. Yet, Mu Chen had an eighth spirit ring.
What does this mean?
"Could he be... not human?"
Tang Hao couldn't help but wonder. He then glanced at Xiao Wu, also a spirit beast, and thought: The same scenario, but a different fate this time.
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