Transmigrating into Douluo Continent: I Am a Master

Tang Ya took out the short knife again and slowly, unsteadily, walked towards Bian Tong.

With each step Tang Ya took closer, Bian Tong's pleas for mercy grew louder and louder.

Qiu Bufan found a rag somewhere and stuffed it into his mouth.

He could only make "uh-uh" sounds now.

Tang Ya gripped the short knife with both hands in reverse, blade pointing downwards, and half-squatted on the ground, raising the knife high above her head.

Whether it was because recounting her past was too painful, or because the moment of revenge felt unreal, her hands trembled slightly.

"Don't be nervous. He can't go anywhere. Aim for his back. After that, we'll go have a meal, take a shower, and forget about today and the past."

"Starting tomorrow, I will live a carefree life under the sun."

Zhang Mo's voice sounded behind her.

Tang Ya closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened her eyes again, her eyes were filled with determination, and her hands were no longer trembling.

She thrust downwards with all her might.

The human body is far more resilient than one might imagine, and coupled with Bian Tong's Soul Master physical prowess, the knife didn't penetrate completely.

Bian Tong coughed up blood and then removed the rag from his mouth. His body trembled violently, but under Jiang Peng's suppression, he was still unable to move an inch.

Tang Ya raised the dagger and stabbed downwards again.

One cut, two cuts, three cuts...

But in the end, no one knows how many times Tang Ya stabbed someone. All that is known is that Tang Ya became more and more agitated as she stabbed, and tears once again flowed uncontrollably.

With tears and snot mingling in his mouth, he mumbled, "Daddy, Mommy..."

Then the movements of his hands became faster and faster.

Clang.

As her emotions grew increasingly agitated, she slipped and dropped the dagger to the ground.

She quickly picked it up and then repeated the same actions.

About the time it takes for an incense stick to burn has passed.

Zhang Mo gently tapped the ash from his cigar on the side of the wooden stool beneath him.

Bian Tong's body finally stopped struggling.

With a thud, Tang Ya knelt on the ground, covering her face with her hands and sobbing uncontrollably.

"Mom and Dad, your Xiaoya... has finally avenged you..."

"Mom and Dad, did you see that... Waaah..."

At this moment, Di Xiaoyu, the female Soul Master of the Di'ao team, couldn't help but rub her eyes and say, "This girl is so pitiful."

Perhaps it was the exhaustion of the journey, the relief of finally avenging her great grudge, or simply the exhaustion from crying. Tang Ya's voice gradually faded, and finally she slowly leaned back and fainted.

This scene terrified Jiang Peng and his group.

Zhang Mo waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, I cried myself to sleep."

Jiang Peng nodded, then turned and instructed, "Uncle Sun, book two rooms at the best hotel in Tiandou City, and then tidy this place up again."

"I still need your help with the paperwork for the reconstruction of the Tang Clan."

"Okay." Sun Wuwei nodded.

The matter was resolved. Jiang Peng walked over, put his arm around Zhang Mo's shoulder, and said with a smile, "We've become friends through this misunderstanding, haven't we? Come on? Let's grab something to eat."

In Tiandou City, how could Zhang Mo refuse the invitation from the captain of the strongest team of the strongest academy in the Tianhun Empire? The fact that things were resolved so smoothly tonight was beyond Zhang Mo's expectations.

But how could Zhang Mo not understand that the other party was giving face to Shrek Academy behind him? Shrek Academy was no thug or bully. Since the other party had given him face, he should now return the favor to the Heavenly Soul Empire behind him.

Zhang Mo smiled and stood up, saying, "Brother Jiang, then I'll trouble you to make the arrangements."

"Haha, you've already called me Brother Jiang, what else can I say? Let's go, let's go."

"Oh right, I haven't asked you yet, how come you came with Captain Sun of the Royal Guard?"

"Hey, this is a welcome banquet for those who just returned from the Star Luo Empire. The royal family was just being polite and left early, leaving only the head of the guard to show their attitude."

"You've been playing ping-pong here for quite a while now, and Chief Guard Sun, being dutiful, wanted to come and take a look, so we thought we'd join in the fun too."

"I see."

"By the way, Master Zhang, tell us about the tactics you devised against us in the competition."

"Back then, back then we were..."

……

The night passed.

When Tang Ya regained consciousness, she felt that the world had a kind of illusory quality.

five years.

The hatred that had been buried deep in my heart for five years.

She was a somewhat eccentric girl in her adolescence, and while she inevitably enjoyed her youth, she didn't fully embrace it.

Every time I laugh, I think to myself, "Can I laugh? I still have a great grudge to avenge, and I still have the legacy of my ancestors to restore."

But today, as sunlight streamed into the Tiandou City hotel through the window, Tang Ya repeatedly checked whether her memories of last night were real.

Finally, she looked out the window and felt incredibly relaxed. The sunshine today was exceptionally bright and warm.

Just like the sun she basked in with her parents five years ago.

For the next three weeks, thanks to the endorsement of the royal guard chief, the reconstruction procedures for the Tang Clan proceeded smoothly.

This even attracted the attention of the royal family of the Heavenly Soul Empire.

The Iron Blood Sect—no, it should now be called the Tang Sect again.

The Heavenly Soul Empire mobilized its forces to help clean up the traces of the battle left from that day and to help repair the Tang Sect.

Finally, the Heavenly Soul Empire also presented a red plaque with gold lettering bearing the characters "Tang Clan," and it was stamped with the imperial seal.

But Tang Ya knew very well that the attitude of the Heavenly Soul Empire was entirely due to Zhang Mo, or rather, the attitude of Shrek Academy behind Zhang Mo.

She had initially been quite critical of the academy, but now that her hatred had dissipated and she had calmed down, she realized that she had truly lost her mind back then.

However, Tang Ya ultimately decided to withdraw from Shrek Academy.

"What? You're still going to drop out of school?"

Inside the Tang Clan.

Zhang Mo held the withdrawal application form that Tang Ya had handed to him.

Tang Ya was sitting in the newly renovated pavilion inside the Tang Clan. She stretched her arms lazily, showing off her youthful and proud figure.

"Yes, Master, weren't you preparing to return to the academy? Please take this withdrawal application back with you."

"But Tang Ya, I don't understand why you still want to drop out of school. The Tang Clan matter has been handled properly." Zhang Mo frowned slightly; this matter was completely outside his plans.

Tang Ya flashed a sweet smile revealing her canine teeth and explained, "I know my own talent best. Staying in the academy wouldn't allow me to graduate smoothly."

"The Tang Clan has been rebuilt and is in dire need of manpower. How can I, as the sect leader, abandon the Tang Clan once again?"

Zhang Mo lowered his head and pondered briefly.

Tang Ya's wish has been fulfilled, so she shouldn't need to use the devouring power within her bloodline again. Furthermore, Bei Bei will travel between the two locations to help her. There shouldn't be any further problems.