Douluo Continent: Tonight, a Fairy Tale Descends

Tang Hao gripped the hammer with both hands, his eyes bloodshot, and charged towards the overwhelming vines.

The surging torrent of demonic vines was blasted open by this devastating hammer blow, creating a huge gap and even causing subtle distortions in space itself.

Using the terrifying recoil from the three soul ring explosions, Tang Hao was struck as if by an invisible giant hand. He spat out a mouthful of blood and his body, like a kite with a broken string, was thrown backward at an even faster speed than when he arrived. He instantly rushed out of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well and disappeared into the Sunset Forest outside.

He didn't even dare to look back. He pushed his speed to the limit, even at the cost of aggravating his injuries, just wanting to get away from this terrifying woman and that eerie spring as quickly as possible.

……

Within the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire, the earth-shattering energy fluctuations gradually subsided.

The eerie green flames gradually died down, and the raging demonic vines, having lost their support, drooped limply, many turning to ashes.

At this moment, the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye was in complete disarray.

The once meticulously maintained valley is now riddled with potholes, charred marks, and deep pits corroded by venom. Many of the poisonous flowers and plants that Geduo later transplanted were reduced to ashes in the collision and Tang Hao's final explosion.

Ge Duo stood in front of the hut, her chest heaving slightly, her face pale from the immense depletion of her soul power and her anger.

Looking at the devastated scene before her, especially sensing the destroyed poisonous plants she had painstakingly cultivated, her anger surged like magma.

"Tang! Hao!"

Ge Duo practically spat out those two words through gritted teeth, her eerie green eyes gleaming with a chilling light.

"You're really something, Tang Hao! That's excellent!"

She originally thought that by using the allure of elixirs and immortal herbs, she could slowly win over this desperate tiger and make him a pawn in her game. However, she never expected that his personality would be so fierce and irritable.

Just a few words of provocation were enough to make him completely lose his mind. He not only dared to lay a hand on her, but also dared to set his sights on her magic herb!

Thinking of this, Ge Duo couldn't help but feel a pang of regret.

She was provoked by Tang Hao's arrogant attitude and couldn't help but make a few sarcastic remarks, forgetting that Tang Hao was different from politicians and princes like Dai Mubai and Zhu Tianlin who were used to weighing the pros and cons.

He was a man who had fought his way out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood; he was proud to the core and extremely stubborn.

His dignity and pride must not be desecrated, especially now that he is at the lowest point in his life.

Her own sarcastic remarks were like rubbing salt into his bleeding wounds, completely igniting the long-suppressed volcano within him.

"A miscalculation."

Ge Duo took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing her surging anger, and began to examine the condition of the immortal herb.

Fortunately, those precious medicinal herbs were protected by the powerful energy barrier she had set up.

Although Tang Hao broke one section, he did not damage the immortal herb itself, and the barrier was rapidly repairing itself. The other immortal herbs remained completely intact.

Most of the damaged items were the poisonous flowers and plants she used for defense and offense. Although it pained her, they were not irreplaceable.

"Hmph, you're lucky you ran fast!" Ge Duo sneered, her eyes still filled with murderous intent as she looked in the direction Tang Hao had disappeared.

She made a note of this debt.

However, after this incident, she completely gave up the idea of ​​recruiting Tang Hao.

This is a mad tiger that can't be tamed and will turn on you. Instead of trying to control it, it's better to find an opportunity to get rid of it completely, or wait until the Spirit Hall forces it into a desperate situation before watching the show.

She adjusted her breathing, began to channel her soul power, and guided the energy of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well to repair the damaged valley.

……

Deep in the Sunset Forest, a disheveled figure staggered through the dense woods at great speed, yet with a sense of panicked desperation.

It was Tang Hao.

His face was as pale as paper, with traces of blood still clinging to the corners of his mouth. His chest heaved violently, each breath aggravating his internal injuries and bringing waves of tearing pain.

He paid a heavy price for destroying three ten-thousand-year soul rings in succession, enduring Ge Duo's "World-Destroying Calamity" and finally escaping by using the backlash from the explosion.

But at this moment, he couldn't care less about his injuries; his heart was filled with humiliation, anger, and regret that were even stronger than his physical wounds.

They tried to steal a chicken but ended up losing the rice instead!

They didn't even get a single herb, and were severely injured in the process.

This was undoubtedly adding insult to injury for him, who was already in a difficult situation.

"Ge Duo... you bitch! I, Tang Hao, will never let you get away with this!" Tang Hao roared, slamming his fist into the ancient tree beside him. The trunk instantly shattered, sending splinters flying everywhere.

After venting, however, comes an even deeper sense of powerlessness.

Unable to defeat them in battle, and unable to seize them by force, the path to obtaining elixirs seemed to have been completely cut off.

Is that really the only path left?

That place he least wanted to face, the place he was most ashamed to set foot in.

Tang Hao subconsciously raised his head, his gaze seemingly piercing through the dense forest, looking towards the center of Tiandou City.

Yuexuan.

His sister, Tang Yuehua, was there.

Is he going?

Once this thought arose, it grew wildly like vines, entwining itself in Tang Hao's heart.

Longing, guilt, shame, and a sliver of hope in desperation—a complex mix of emotions churned and surged within him, making his already disordered breathing even more unstable.

Go see Yuehua?

The younger sister who followed him since childhood, whose voice was as melodious as a clear spring, and who always looked at him with adoration?

How could Tang Hao possibly face her now?

Back then, he was full of vigor and ambition, an unparalleled genius of the Haotian Sect, and Yuehua's proud elder brother.

But what about now? He's a good-for-nothing who's been expelled from his sect, hunted by the Spirit Hall, hiding like a rat in a gutter, and even has to steal pills but fails and gets seriously injured.

A loser who couldn't even protect his wife.

Intense pain swept over him again. Tang Hao groaned and grabbed the ancient tree beside him, his knuckles turning white from the effort.

The image of Ah Yin offering her sacrifice intertwined with the disappointed look in her father's eyes before his death, almost tearing his reason apart.

Not going?

What about Ah Yin's revenge?

Xiao San and Cindy have no way to quickly improve their strength. With only his broken body and increasingly depressed will, when will he be able to swing the hammer of revenge against the Spirit Hall?

Are we just going to stand by and watch our enemies go free, and watch our children grow up in an environment without protection?

No! He can't give up!

For revenge, for his child, what do his crippled body and his pride matter?

Chapter 129 Second Brother!

Tang Hao struggled internally for a long time, but in the end, his deep-seated hatred overwhelmed all his shame and confusion.

He suddenly raised his head, a hint of almost obsessive determination flashing in his cloudy eyes.

Then, dragging his heavy and injured body, he turned around and stealthily headed towards Tiandou City once again.

……

As night deepened and the lights of Tiandou City began to illuminate the city, Yuexuan, the most elegant etiquette academy in Tiandou City, remained brightly lit even at night.

Tang Hao stood in the shadowy corner outside the Moon Pavilion, gazing up at the magnificent and imposing architectural complex.

The pavilions, towers, bridges, and flowing water are exquisitely laid out and the environment is serene, a far cry from the image of the little sister he remembered who needed his protection.

Yuehua has really grown up.

She was no longer a fledgling bird that needed to hide under his wing, but a lone bird in the power-hungry Tiandou City, holding up her own sky and preserving a spy and foothold for the sect that was in turmoil.

A bittersweet feeling welled up in Tang Hao's heart—a mixture of relief and overwhelming shame.

This elder brother not only failed to protect her, but instead became a burden to her.

Taking a deep breath, Tang Hao suppressed his turbulent emotions.

He carefully sensed the defenses around Yuexuan. There were many sentries, both visible and hidden, and the patrolling guards were quite capable. However, for a Title Douluo, especially when deliberately concealed, these defenses were practically useless.

He found a corner where the defenses were relatively weak, and with a swift movement, he silently crossed the high wall and entered the Moon Pavilion.

With his powerful senses at the Title Douluo level, Tang Hao easily located Tang Yuehua's position, which was a secluded pavilion surrounded by gardens.

Warm light shone through the attic windows, and a faint scent of incense wafted out.

Tang Hao's heart began to pound uncontrollably. Hidden in the shadows behind the artificial hill, he suddenly felt a sense of trepidation, like someone returning home with a heavy heart.

He could sense the familiar yet strange aura within it; it was Yuehua.

Go, Tang Hao.

"You have nowhere to retreat!" he roared to himself.

Finally, he gritted his teeth, his figure once again merging into the darkness, drifting towards the attic like a wisp of smoke, and silently landing outside the second-floor terrace.

Through the gap in the carved wooden window that wasn't completely closed, he saw the woman sitting in front of the dressing table.

She wore an elegant moon-white palace dress, her figure slender and her demeanor noble and graceful.

Her cloud-like hair was styled into an elegant updo, and her profile was soft and perfect.

At this moment, she was looking at herself in the mirror, her fingertips gently brushing her temples, her eyes calm and serene, as if all the disturbances of the outside world had nothing to do with her.

It was his younger sister, Tang Yuehua.

Time seems to have been exceptionally kind to her, leaving few traces on her face, but instead adding a touch of mature charm and the radiance of wisdom that has settled within her.

Compared to her, his own disheveled and wretched appearance was like heaven and earth.

Tang Hao felt as if his heart was being tightly gripped by an invisible hand, making it hard for him to breathe.

Although the breathing was faint, it was exceptionally clear into the attic in the quiet night.

In the attic, Tang Yuehua, who was looking at herself in the mirror, paused slightly, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes.

Logically speaking, at this time, none of the servants or students in Yuexuan would come here.

"Who's outside?" she asked.