Douluo Continent: Tonight, a Fairy Tale Descends

He suppressed his excitement, put on a serious and solemn expression, and assured Tang San, "Little San, don't worry! Since your father has entrusted you to me, I, Yu Xiaogang, will do my utmost to impart all my knowledge to you! I will never betray his trust, nor will I let down your talents!"

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang seemed to see Tang San and Cinderella becoming famous throughout the continent under his brilliant guidance, and he himself would finally be able to wash away the name of a good-for-nothing and become a respected theoretical master!

Tang San keenly noticed the undisguised excitement and agitation in Yu Xiaogang's eyes. His sneer in his heart intensified, but he remained outwardly calm. At the same time, a sense of relief flashed through his mind.

Fortunately, it was me who came to tell this news today, not my sister.

If my sister were left to face this lewd-eyed, scheming theoretical guru alone, who knows what despicable things this seemingly righteous but secretly plotting person might do to her, or what disgusting things he might say.

Tang San's disgust and wariness towards Yu Xiaogang instantly reached their peak.

He took a half step back without making a sound, lowered his eyelids slightly to hide the fleeting cold glint in his eyes, and maintained his calm tone.

"In that case, I'll have to trouble you again, Master. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave now; I need to go cultivate."

Yu Xiaogang was completely absorbed in his pleasant fantasy, oblivious to Tang San's subtle emotional changes. He nodded repeatedly, "Good, good, good! Go and cultivate! Remember, a strong foundation is the most important thing; never be reckless! If you have any questions, come find me anytime!"

Tang San said no more, bowed, and turned to leave.

Only after leaving Yu Xiaogang's office and getting away from the nauseating smell did he slowly raise his head and look in the direction of the Third Dormitory. A trace of worry flashed in his eyes, but more than that, there was a firm sense of protection.

Sister, don't worry.

With me here, I will never let anyone hurt you or covet you.

If Yu Xiaogang behaves himself, that's fine, but if he dares to overstep the bounds in the slightest...

Tang San quietly clenched his right hand in his sleeve, and the internal energy of the Xuan Tian Gong flowed slightly.

Although he is still young, his past life in the Tang Clan and the obsessive personality he developed under Cinderella's guidance in this life have made him ruthless and decisive towards anyone or anything that threatens him and his sister.

The phrase "the way to death" had already drawn a vague red line in Tang San's mind for Yu Xiaogang.

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Tian Dou City.

The prosperity and hustle and bustle of this imperial capital city hit me like a sweltering heatwave.

The area was bustling with traffic and people, lined with shops, and filled with Soul Masters and nobles. The air was thick with a complex atmosphere of power, wealth, and desire.

However, all of this only made Tang Hao, who had just entered the city, feel a sense of alienation and bewilderment.

Tang Hao was dressed in a faded, even slightly stained and torn coarse cloth outfit. He had a stubble beard, messy hair, and a faint smell of alcohol emanating from him.

He blended into the bustling crowd, like a drop of oil that couldn't dissolve in water, standing out so conspicuously from everything around him.

Tang Hao stood at the corner of a bustling street, the shadows covering most of his face.

Those eyes, once as sharp as a hawk's, now held a cloudiness and an unfocused emptiness as they scanned the world before him, a world that was now completely unfamiliar to him.

He had been living in seclusion in Holy Soul Village for too long, and had not contacted the outside world for many years. He had also severed all ties with the Clear Sky Sect. He knew almost nothing about the current situation on the continent, the movements of various forces, or the undercurrents within Heavenly Dou City.

Like a lone wolf whose fangs have been pulled out and who has been trapped at the bottom of a well for too long, suddenly thrown into a completely unfamiliar forest, surrounded by unfamiliar smells and potential dangers, he can't even tell which way to go.

Elixir...

This information swirled in Tang Hao's mind like fragments, but he couldn't piece together a clear clue.

Where should he go to inquire? Who should he ask?

The Spirit Hall has eyes and ears all over the city, so he must be extremely careful. If he is exposed, not only will he be in grave danger, but he will also implicate Xiao San and Cindy, who are far away in Notting City.

A long-lost sense of anxiety spread through Tang Hao's heart.

He subconsciously looked up, gazing in a certain direction from the city center.

He knew that there was a renowned academy on the continent, called Yuexuan, located there.

His sister, Tang Yuehua, was there.

A strong urge surged within Tang Hao, making him want to see her immediately.

Yuehua has been intelligent and sociable since childhood. Having managed Yuexuan for many years, she must be well-informed. She must know about the elixir!

But the next second, this impulse was fiercely suppressed by the overwhelming shame and self-blame in Tang Hao's heart.

How could he possibly face her?

Back then, if he hadn't insisted on being with Ah Yin, and if he hadn't seriously injured Qian Xunji, causing her death, the Haotian Sect wouldn't have been forced to close its doors and destroy its thousand-year foundation by the Spirit Hall.

The father died of depression as a result, and the elders and disciples of the sect were forced to retreat to a corner and suffer endless ridicule from the outside world.

But he, the culprit, fled to the ends of the earth with Ah Yin, and in the end, he couldn't even save her.

It was him who implicated the entire sect!

It was he who forced Yuehua to leave the sect and run Yuexuan alone in Tiandou City, preserving a sliver of eyes and hope for the sect in the outside world.

He, Tang Hao, is a sinner of the sect!

He was a coward who had no face to face his ancestors, and even less face to face the sister who had always cared for him!

"Ugh..." A sharp pain shot through his heart, and Tang Hao groaned, his face instantly turning pale, and a fine layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

He leaned against the cold wall beside him, panting heavily. The resolute yet tender look in Ah Yin's eyes during her sacrifice seemed to reappear before his eyes, causing him immense pain in his heart.

But if you were to ask Tang Hao if he regrets injuring Qian Xunji back then...

His answer was only one: No regrets!

I will never regret it!

If Qian Xunji hadn't led the Spirit Hall experts to besiege and kill Ah Yin, coveting Ah Yin's spirit ring and spirit bone, how could Ah Yin have died?

How could he and Ah Yin end up with their family destroyed?

The root of all this lies in the greed and tyranny of the Spirit Hall!

His hatred for the Spirit Hall is the only motivation that has kept him alive until now.

To avenge Ah Yin, and also for the future of Xiao San and Cindy.

If I were truly like a headless fly, gaining nothing in this vast Tiandou City.

So, no matter how ashamed or embarrassed he was, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go to Yuexuan.

For the hope of avenging Ah Yin, he was willing to give up all his pride and dignity.

Chapter 123 Playing the Villain Again

Thinking of this, a hint of almost insane stubbornness and determination flashed in Tang Hao's eyes.

He suppressed his surging blood and straightened up, a terrifying glint rekindling in his cloudy eyes.

We can't stay lost any longer!

He took a deep breath and forced himself to analyze the situation calmly. Yuexuan was his last resort, and he had no face to set foot there unless absolutely necessary.

So, what's the fastest way to get accurate information right now...?

Tang Hao's gaze, sharp as a hawk's, swept across the passersby on the street, finally settling on several young soul masters dressed in fine clothes and wearing the seven-layered pagoda mark on their chests.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

A glint of light flashed in Tang Hao's cloudy eyes.

As the son of the former sect leader of the three upper sects, Tang Hao was very familiar with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

The number one support sect in the world, with wealth comparable to a country, extensive connections, and excellent information dissemination.

Moreover, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul has its inherent flaws, limiting it to the Soul Saint level. Therefore, they will inevitably flock to any method that can improve their strength and break through the bottleneck!

The matter of this elixir caused a sensation in the Heavenly Dou Realm, and there was absolutely no way the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was unaware of it.

They must possess the most detailed and crucial information!

They're the ones!

Tang Hao's figure quietly blended into the shadows of the crowd, like the most patient hunter, beginning to track his target.

For revenge, for his child, he wouldn't mind being the villain again.

Without any hesitation, Tang Hao silently appeared behind the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School disciples.

The group of Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School disciples were clearly unaware that they had been targeted by a terrifying beast. They chatted and laughed all the way as they turned into a small alley leading to the back alley of a noble mansion.

It's now!

Tang Hao made a move!

There was no burst of soul power, no earth-shattering aura, only a pure killing instinct honed from countless life-and-death battles.

His figure flashed by like a ghost, so fast that it stirred up a barely perceptible gust of cold wind.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School disciple at the very back of the group felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck, his vision went black, and he lost consciousness completely.

He didn't even have time to make a sound, while his companions in front of him were still chatting and laughing, completely unaware that one person was missing from the group.

Tang Hao carried the unconscious disciple like a chick, and in a few leaps, disappeared into the depths of the intricate alleyways.

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A dark corner of an abandoned warehouse.

The sound of cold sewage dripping was exceptionally clear in the deathly silence.

The disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was awakened by a basin of cold water. He was horrified to find that his soul power was sealed and he could not move. A figure as tall as a demon god, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression, was standing with his back to him in the dim light.

"Who...who are you?! What do you want? I am a member of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!" the disciple shouted, his voice trembling with fear.

Tang Hao slowly turned around and looked coldly at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School disciple on the ground.

"I ask, you answer." His voice was hoarse and low, devoid of any emotion.

"To say the wrong thing, or to conceal the truth, is death."

A terrifying killing intent enveloped the disciple as if it were a tangible force, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He had no doubt that the man in front of him would really kill him!

"Yes...yes...you asked...I...I will answer everything I know..." The disciple was so frightened that his soul almost left his body, and tears streamed down his face.

"What's the story behind the pills that's been circulating in Heaven Dou City lately, the pills that can help people absorb spirit rings beyond their level?" Tang Hao went straight to the point.

Upon hearing this, the disciple seemed to have grasped at a straw and hurriedly told everything he knew, like spilling beans.

"It's...it's true! It's a miraculous pill! It comes in several forms: Bone Tempering Pill, Spirit Guardian Pill, and the even more precious Unity Pill! Its effects are astonishing; our sect has verified it! It was...refined by a mysterious noblewoman named Ge Duo! She is a Title Douluo!"