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Chapter 164 The Conspiracy Exposed, Six Sons Punished, Bloodline Secrets Revealed in Dreams [Part Two]

"Father!"

Tang Hao's eyes flickered slightly, and he bowed respectfully, saying, "Your son has returned."

"Good! Good! Hao'er has returned after completing his studies. I am very pleased with you!" Tang Ling patted his shoulder vigorously, looking very pleased with himself.

Then he looked at the crowd behind him and said, "What are you all standing there for? Call for help!"

"We pay our respects to the Prince and welcome him back to his residence!"

"Get up, everyone!" Tang Hao nodded slightly and raised his hand to signal to the crowd.

"Thank you, Prince!"

Tang Ling waved for them to move aside, then took his arm and led him up the steps.

"Let's go, hurry back to the manor. Your father has already ordered a banquet to be prepared to welcome my son back and wash away the dust of his journey!"

"Thank you for your trouble, Father!" Tang Hao smiled and nodded at him.

As he stepped into the Duke's mansion, his divine sense had already quietly spread out, quickly scanning the entire residence.

'Nothing was found? That makes sense. If it were so easy to notice something amiss, Feng Mingyang would have already uncovered the truth.'

Thinking of Feng Mingyang, Tang Hao glanced at a certain spot without making a sound.

An arm suddenly flashed by, making a gesture towards him from afar.

Seeing that Feng Mingyang was already in place, a barely perceptible smile appeared on his lips.

The Rongguo Duke's mansion is no longer a den of dragons and tigers for him.

But better safe than sorry, and given his cautious nature, he certainly wouldn't come alone.

Following Tang Ling, the group arrived at the banquet hall inside the mansion.

'I had heard before that the Tang family had fallen to its lowest point and was barely managing to keep the family running, but now it seems that the facts are not so clear.' Tang Hao's gaze swept casually over the decorations in the hall.

Throughout the journey, the mansion remained vibrant and showed no signs of decay.

The hall was extremely luxurious and showed signs of recent renovations; it hardly resembled a fallen immortal cultivation family.

"That's true. Even if there's a shortage of skilled cultivators and no new geniuses emerge, they are still the pillars of the nation, the nobles and aristocrats."

As his thoughts raced, he sat down to the right of the main seat, while to the left of the main seat sat one of Tang Ling's favorite concubines.

The banquet began, and Tang Ling raised his glass, saying, "Welcome home, Hao'er! Let's raise a glass and drink together!"

"Welcome home, Your Highness!"

"Welcome, Your Highness!"

Tang Hao showed no sign of anything amiss and drank the wine in his glass without any suspicion.

Next, the conversation revolved around his experiences at the Qinghua Sect. His half-truths and half-lies drew gasps of admiration.

The atmosphere was lively, with toasts and laughter filling the air, just like a typical family dinner.

'But are these people really my family?' Tang Hao's gaze swept across the table without revealing his thoughts.

Since they met, he has seen no trace of kinship or warmth in the eyes of the Tang family.

Only one or two half-siblings could be felt as a faint warmth; the majority of the relationship was one of indifference, jealousy, resentment, and covetousness.

'Then let me verify it!' He secretly made hand seals with his hands hidden in his sleeves.

Quietly, Tang Hao, targeting his own bloodline, held back the [Blood Curse Technique].

The slight fluctuation of magical power was well concealed by the [Mystic Turtle Concealment Technique].

Under the spell's vision, everyone at the table was enveloped in a dim gray light, and there was not a single person who could be the target of the curse.

Tang Hao casually dispelled the hand seal, a hint of coldness creeping into his eyes: 'This result is quite unexpected!'

After discovering that there was something wrong with his origins, he considered many possibilities.

The information shared by Feng Mingyang last night basically confirms that the birth mother and her sister suffered similar fates, both being used as tools for bloodline continuation.

However, the truth is that he was not even a descendant of the Tang family.

'What exactly is going on?' Tang Hao outwardly dealt with the banquet, but inwardly he was deep in thought.

He returned to Shengjing to investigate his origins, so naturally he would make preparations.

I obtained two spells from the Flower Demon.

One of them is the [Bloodline Retrospection] technique, which can be described as a cultivation version of paternity testing, except that it requires blood as evidence. It is used by him to verify each other's identities after finding his birth mother.

The other one is the [Blood Curse], which, as the name suggests, is a spell that uses blood as a medium to curse the owner of the blood or a blood relative.

Originally, he planned to investigate the truth and then take revenge as appropriate, but Tang Hao took a different approach to verify whether he was related to the Tang family by blood.

By this time, everyone at the banquet was already slightly tipsy.

Tang Ling gestured to the maids attending him to pour more wine: "I am very pleased that Lin'er has returned home, but I am not a strong drinker. Please drink this cup and then go and rest."

Once the drinks were filled, everyone raised their glasses.

"To the Duke! To the Crown Prince!"

"Respect to Father! Respect to the Crown Prince!"

'This meal went surprisingly smoothly without any mishaps, which is really... um?' Just as Tang Hao's lips touched the wine, a notification popped up.

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With his current mastery of Daoist alchemy and knowledge of pharmacology, he doesn't need to watch videos or check records.

With just a light touch of the tongue, one could tell that the drink was laced with an aphrodisiac called "Love Elixir".

'So this is where they were waiting for me!' Tang Hao sneered inwardly.

With the auxiliary cultivation technique "Danxiang Huayuan Jue" in his body, this level of aphrodisiac had no effect on him whatsoever.

He could have simply pretended not to know and drunk it, then waited to see how things developed.

However, this did not help Tang Hao's goal at all!
"Am I bored? Why would I play these palace intrigue games with you guys?" She couldn't help but roll her eyes.

[Nightmare Butterfly] was activated, and a black dragon butterfly silently burrowed into the brow of the maid behind him.

The maidservant froze, and in a daze, she saw the prince drink the spiked wine.

After returning to her room, the seventh young lady, who had also contracted the virus, was sent over.

Just as they were getting intimate, the Sixth Young Master arrived with the Tang family and caught them in bed together.

As a result, the prince burned everyone to ashes with a wave of his hand.

She herself was tortured to death, her flesh sliced ​​off piece by piece with a blunt knife.

"No!"

The maid woke up in terror from a vivid nightmare, only to realize that nothing had happened yet.

Seeing Tang Hao bring the wine glass to his lips, she instinctively stepped forward and said, "Don't drink!"

The wine glass was knocked away, spilling wine all over the face of the person next to him.

Tang Hui stood up abruptly, wiped the wine off his face, glared at the maid, and was about to reprimand her.

However, the maid had already knelt down with a "plop" and kept kowtowing.

"The wine was drugged with an aphrodisiac. It was all on the orders of the Sixth Young Master. It has nothing to do with me. Please, Your Highness, spare my life!"

The maid's pleading words instantly drained the color from his face, and the words of rebuke were stuck in his throat.

Tang Ling suddenly looked at Liu Zi, and without saying a word, threw the wine cup in his hand at Tang Hui's forehead, causing blood to gush out instantly.

"Sixth Brother!" he roared, his face frosty. "How did I raise you? How dare you drug your Fifth Brother?"

"I do not have."

Tang Hui panicked and pointed at the maid, saying, "This damned maid has gone mad! She's talking nonsense! There's clearly nothing in the wine!"

"How dare you slander me! I'll beat you to death!" He strode forward, kicked the maid to the ground, and then kicked her twice more.

Seeing that blood was already trickling from the maid's mouth, he was kicked away by Tang Ling.

Getting up from the ground and kneeling down, Tang Hui protested, "Father, believe me, I didn't..."

"Xiao Qi, what's wrong? Xiao Qi!" A sudden exclamation came from the table.

"It's so hot, I feel so hot and uncomfortable!"

Everyone turned their attention to her, only to see that the Seventh Miss's face was flushed an unnatural red, and she was tearing at her collar.

A girl of similar age next to her was holding her tightly, preventing her from making any further moves.

"Seventh Miss's wine was also drugged." The maid on the ground struggled to speak, "Sixth Young Master wants her to have relations with the Prince, and then take people to catch them in the act."

"Pfft!"

The maidservant serving the seventh young lady turned pale and knelt down, her legs going weak.

She kowtowed repeatedly, begging for mercy: "It was all ordered by the Sixth Young Master, this servant dared not disobey! Please, Your Highness, Young Master, spare my life!" "It's over!" Tang Hui's face turned ashen, and his body went limp as he slumped to the side.

He never imagined that his scheme would be exposed before it even truly began.

"Shouldn't it have been Tang Hao and Seventh Sister having an affair, which I caught them in bed with my men, and Fu'an rejecting the marriage proposal and choosing me instead? Why did it turn out like this?" he murmured unconsciously.

Watching the black dragon butterflies fluttering gracefully within the opponent's radiant glow, Tang Hao curled his lip: 'Are you trying to fool me with a domestic power struggle drama?'

"Go and fetch the royal physician!"

Tang Ling gave an order and looked coldly at Liu Zi.

"Ah Yin, our Hui'er is such a disappointment, he almost ruined my plans. But don't worry, as long as he behaves himself from now on, for your sake, this guild will let him live a good life."

He naturally heard Tang Hui's murmurs and barely managed to suppress his murderous intent. He turned to the fifth son and asked, "Hao'er, what do you want to do with the sixth son?"

"It's all up to Father to decide!" Tang Hao didn't care at all, pretending to be drunk. "I'm a little drunk, I'll go back and rest first."

"Go ahead!" Tang Ling was very satisfied with Tang Hao's understanding and tact.

He summoned the maids and servants and instructed them, "Send the young master back to his residence and take good care of him."

Tang Hao's Prince's Residence was actually just a separate courtyard within the Duke's Mansion.

He only became the so-called heir apparent after Helian Chengyu completed his foundation building, with the latter's support.

Before that, the position of the heir apparent of the Duke of Rongguo had remained vacant after Tang Hong's death.

"You may all leave!" Tang Hao, lying on the bed, waved his hand groggily.

The maid and servant left after receiving their orders.

He immediately opened his eyes, sat up abruptly, and softly called out, "Senior Feng."

Feng Mingyang's figure appeared in response, smiling as he looked at him.

"You did that just now, didn't you? Tsk tsk, you defused your brother's scheme without making a sound. Not bad."

Tang Hao smiled dismissively: "These are nothing but child's play in the eyes of a senior like you?"

"Hehe, what do you mean by calling me?"

After asking a question, Feng Mingyang was about to sit down when he heard Tang Hao say, "I plan to use some means to investigate. I'll trouble you to guard me outside, senior."

"Uh..." His buttocks, which were halfway down, suddenly stopped in mid-air. "Fine!"

Feng Mingyang straightened up again and asked curiously, "What are you planning to do?"

"Dream!"

He knew that Tang Hao had the means to control dreams, and the incident at Tanjiabao was not long ago.

But... he glanced at the bright daylight outside.

It was only shortly after 1-3 PM, not the time to sleep, so he couldn't help but ask in confusion, "Now?"

“Now is the time. I have my own methods.” Tang Hao smiled at him. “However, I still need to borrow your [Thousand Butterfly Soul-Guiding Pillow].

Seeing that the other party was about to say something, he quickly took out the [Dream Entry Jade Talisman] and gestured to it.

"It is only used in conjunction with this talisman to make the constructed dream more stable and to ensure that it will not suffer any damage. Please rest assured, senior!"

After glancing at the jade talisman, Feng Mingyang nodded slightly and took out a porcelain pillow, handing it over.

After the other person left, Tang Hao weighed the porcelain pillow in his hand, a joyful smile spreading across his face.

The Dream-Entering Jade Talisman is enough to weave dreams; he wanted this item, naturally, for the purpose of substituting the prince for the raccoon dog.

'After a long time, the genuine item has finally been obtained. Besides the [Cultivation Boost Technique], the [Nightmare Butterfly] now has another avenue for improvement.'

Carefully set up a magic array in the room to block divine sense from probing.

After watching the video, Tang Hao put the genuine item into his ring and casually placed the replica on the table.

'Since Feng Mingyang hasn't objected, starting with dreams should yield some results.'

It's only because the other party doesn't understand dream control techniques, and the [Thousand Butterfly Soul-Guiding Pillow] can only enter and fix dreams; otherwise, they probably would have done so long ago.

Tang Hao activated [Nightmare Butterfly], and many more rays of light appeared in his magical vision.

Among them were three clusters of light that subtly resonated with his mind. After a brief examination, he quickly identified the cluster that belonged to Tang Ling.

The next moment, a wisp of energy was drawn to him through that faint connection.

"Having the [Nightmare Butterfly] makes things much more convenient; I no longer have to do such a disgusting thing as picking up chopsticks."

As soon as the wisp of energy was channeled into the [Dream Entry Jade Talisman], the operation interface immediately popped up.

"Alien presence detected. Establish connection?"

"[Confirm][Cancel]"

With his experience from the Tanjiabao incident, Tang Hao was very adept at the operation.

Without hesitation, I selected "Confirm".

"Identifying..."

"Target of the scent has been locked."

"Dream access..."

"Note: The target is not in sleep mode, so a connection cannot be established at this time."

"[Dream Jade Talisman] will continue to monitor the target's status."

At this moment, Tang Ling's radiance was similar to Tang Hui's, and they were not far from him.

'Judging from the location, this should be where the other offspring live. Tsk, is this a lesson for that sixth son, Tang Hui?' Tang Hao couldn't see what was happening, but that didn't stop him from gloating.

After waiting for a while, the two finally separated, and Tang Ling went to see Miss Seven again.

A moment later, it moved swiftly and returned to its own palace.

Tang Hao's spirits lifted, and he kept his magical vision active: "Now it's time to take a break, isn't it?"

But even after Tang Ling returned to his palace, he didn't stop. Although the radiant light wasn't wandering around, it was gently swaying back and forth, clearly pacing.

"Damn it, is this old man having too much to digest?" He couldn't help but curse, but he dared not make any rash moves lest he alert the enemy.

The Black Dragon Butterfly can put its target to sleep at any time, but if a person falls asleep while walking and then has memories from their dream, even a ghost would know something is wrong.

"Why don't you sit down and rest for a bit?" Tang Hao muttered.

As if it had heard his complaint, Tang Ling's radiance finally stopped moving after swaying for half an hour.

After observing for a while, it was determined that there was no sign of it moving, and it was probably sitting somewhere or lying on the bed resting.

'Go to sleep!'

Tang Hao's mind stirred, and the black dragon butterfly lurking in the radiance fluttered its wings, creating ripples.

In the study, Tang Ling, who was sitting behind his desk writing something, suddenly felt his eyelids drooping.

An irresistible drowsiness washed over him, and he gradually supported his cheek with his arm, slowly drifting off to sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Tang Ling awoke from his sleep with a jolt, finding the study dimly lit.

"How could I dream about that while I was asleep?" He frowned. "Could it be a sudden whim? It seems things can't be delayed any longer!"

Having made up his mind, Tang Ling called out to the door, "Someone come here!"

After a long time, in the Crown Prince's residence.

Tang Hao suddenly opened his eyes and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"As expected of someone blessed by the fortune of a nation, he didn't stop me from drawing him into my dream, but he did prevent me from escaping from it. Luckily, I had the Nightmare Butterfly and the Dream-Entering Jade Talisman to protect me, otherwise..."

He couldn't help but shudder, a wave of fear washing over him.

After examining the body, he finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, the soul was only shaken and not truly injured."

He waved his hand to dispel the magic array, and before he could even call out, Feng Mingyang had already slipped inside.

Looking at the bloodstains on the ground, Feng Mingyang frowned: "Is Tang Ling being so cautious? Could it be that he has a treasure to protect his soul? Surely he didn't have someone place a restriction on his soul?"

"Wasn't it a backlash from the nation's fortune?" Tang Hao asked, looking stunned.

Feng Mingyang rolled his eyes: "Dream exploration is different from soul searching. As long as you don't pry into the affairs of the Dongling Kingdom's court, you generally won't be affected."

"I see!"

"How is the situation?" Feng Mingyang pressed for details of the investigation.

Tang Hao nodded slightly and said, "It's been investigated. It was indeed Tang Ling who did it, he..."

Just as they were about to share the information, they heard footsteps and then a knock on the door.

"Your Highness, the Duke requests your presence now!"

(End of this chapter)