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Yu Tian stared at Tang San with his cold, blood-red eyes, brimming with murderous intent. He had no intention of leaving this place while Tang San still lived—eliminating him now was the best option.
Tang San was the protagonist, the only existence capable of threatening Yu Tian. Though Tang San was pathetically weak at this moment, there was no guarantee he wouldn't surpass Yu Tian in the future. Thus, it was better to dispose of him now while the opportunity existed.
Step*
As Yu Tian and Tang San locked eyes without blinking, a figure stepped between them, shielding Tang San.
"I won't let you harm Brother San!"
A beautiful girl with brown hair and pink eyes glared defiantly at Yu Tian, poised to attack at any moment.
She was stunning—long legs, a modest chest, delicate features, and a vibrant aura, topped with a pair of rabbit ears on her head and a small white tail at her lower back. This was none other than Xiao Wu, the Soft-Boned Rabbit.
"Step aside. My target is only Tang San," Yu Tian said, casting a fleeting glance at the brave yet frightened little rabbit standing in his way for love. "This is my first and final warning. I won't hesitate to eliminate a nuisance if it misbehaves."
His words were icy, devoid of warmth. Though Tang San was his sole objective, he wouldn't spare anyone who obstructed him.
"This applies to all of you. I have no qualms about erasing Shrek Academy and everyone in it."
Yu Tian's cold voice echoed, sending chills down everyone's spines.
A heavy silence followed. The air grew thick, suffocating. The faces of Shrek Academy's students paled; some trembled involuntarily, while others instinctively stepped back. Even the strongest among them felt a blade pressed against their necks.
"Did he say… erase the Academy?" Ning Rongrong whispered in shock, her eyes quivering with fear. There was no jest or empty threat in Yu Tian's tone—only the finality of a death sentence.
Ma Hongjun, who usually pretended bravery, gulped hard and stood before Rongrong with shaking hands, as if his stance could avert disaster.
Dai Mubai clenched his fists until veins bulged, but he didn't step forward. He knew recklessness now meant death—no, annihilation.
Even Flender, the old eagle, narrowed his eyes at Yu Tian, though his heart boiled with fury and dread. Is this a real threat? Can this boy… actually deliver on his words?
"All this… just for Tang San?" Oscar muttered, unable to comprehend how an ordinary day had teetered on the brink of massacre.
"I wonder if you have the strength to back that claim."
An arrogant, aged voice rang out as the silhouette of a cloaked man materialized before them.
He was a muscular middle-aged man in his fifties, his appearance weathered. His towering frame remained imposing, his yellow eyes drowsy and unfocused. Messy, bird's-nest hair and a scruffy beard completed his rugged look.
"So you've finally shown yourself, Clear Sky Douluo," Yu Tian said, staring at the old man without a flicker of emotion. He'd known Tang Hao was lurking nearby all along. "Do you plan to save your precious son? How… uncharacteristic of you."
Though Yu Tian's voice was calm, everyone detected the mockery and disdain lacing his words, leaving them bewildered.
With Tang Hao's appearance—one of the world's greatest legends—a sliver of hope flickered among the crowd. At the very least, the power balance seemed temporarily restored.
But Yu Tian's next words shattered that illusion.
"If I recall, you're a ruthless man. You deceived the inexperienced Blue Silver Empress by acting the hero 'saving the beauty,' making her fall in love and bear your child. But you didn't stop there. You informed Spirit Hall of a 100,000-year-old Spirit Beast's existence, leading Qian Xunji to attack during her weakest moment—childbirth. Unable to survive, she sacrificed herself, granting you her Spirit Ring. That power propelled you to Titled Douluo status, allowing you to defeat Qian Xunji and his followers, cementing your legacy as the fearsome Clear Sky Douluo."
Yu Tian delivered this in one breath, his sarcasm deepening with each word.
Though the original tale romanticized Tang Hao and Ah Yin's relationship, anyone with sense would see Ah Yin had been exploited. Tang Hao even hid the Blue Silver Grass seed containing her soul in a dark, damp cave—hardly conducive to regrowth—under the guise of "protecting" her.
Yu Tian had seen countless fanfics where protagonists exposed Tang Hao's deeds and punished him. But unlike them, Yu Tian had known Ah Yin personally when she incarnated in the Soul Land World millennia ago.
He had no intention of letting Tang Hao escape with mere death.
The students' eyes widened with each accusation. Their faces cycled through shock, suspicion… then disgust. No screams or protests came—only a silence heavy with turmoil.
Even Xiao Wu, standing firm before Yu Tian, faltered. Her heart pounded as Ah Yin's story was laid bare. She'd known the pretty version. Now, she saw behind the curtain.
Tang San didn't speak, but he bit his lip until blood dripped. His hands trembled—with rage or devastation, it wasn't clear. His eyes, once resolute, now looked hollow.
"You're… lying…" he whispered, a desperate denial.
Yu Tian didn't respond. He merely stared with dead eyes—no pity, no anger. Only contempt.
"This isn't a lie. It's the truth your father buried. And you…" Yu Tian raised a hand slowly, as if heralding an end, "are the heir to that blood. Its only outcome."
"But sadly, even if Ah Yin's blood runs in your veins, so does the filth of the Tang Clan. Worse—you're not her true son." Yu Tian's voice remained eerily calm as he unveiled another shocking truth. "You're just a bastard who devoured her real child's soul and stole its body at birth."