Chapter 101 Tang San: Tang Hao, you're not a human being!
The moment the red light truly merged into Tang Hao's body.
The sky screen showed a close-up of Tang Hao's face.
On the surface, he wept bitterly, appearing heartbroken.
But deep within those eyes, washed clean by the rain, in that unnoticed moment, a flicker of triumphant elation and ferocity flashed across their surface.
That look in his eyes—it wasn't like looking at a dead lover at all.
It was clearly like watching a freshly cooked, top-notch gourmet feast!
Dead silence.
It was even more utterly deathly silent than when Tang San had possessed the body before.
Shrek Academy.
Everyone here felt a chill run through their body.
"This…this family…"
"What the hell are these things?"
"I eat my wife?"
"This is what they call... a prestigious and righteous sect?"
Dai Mubai felt a churning in his stomach, more nauseous than if he had swallowed a fly.
He actually thought Tang Hao was a man just now?
This is absolutely inhuman!
For the sake of a spirit ring and a title, he meticulously planned such a grand scheme, scheming against his beloved wife, his newborn son, and even the Spirit Hall!
Even in death, Ah Yin believed that Tang Hao had risked his life to protect her.
She never knew until her death that the man she loved most had been waiting for her to die!
On the high platform of Tianshui City.
Funina's handkerchief fell to the ground.
She stared blankly at the sky, the image of that "tragic hero" collapsing in her heart and shattering into pieces.
"That's...that's terrifying."
Funina's voice trembled, and she subconsciously shrank closer to Navelette.
"How could humans...be so evil?"
"That's his wife!"
Villette remained calm, but her purple eyes held a new air of judgmental authority.
He gently adjusted his cuffs, his tone calm yet full of strength:
"This is the greed of human nature."
"In the face of absolute interests, so-called feelings are often too fragile to withstand a single blow."
"Tang Hao not only deceived Ah Yin and the world, but he may even have deceived himself."
"He was immersed in his own 'sentimental' script, enjoying the identity of the victim to cover up the fact that he was the perpetrator."
Navelette turned her head, looked at the completely stunned crowd below, and slowly said:
"Justice may be delayed, but it will never be denied."
"The judgment of the heavens has only just begun."
Right now.
In the scene, Tang Hao, who had just obtained a 100,000-year soul ring and smashed Qian Xunji away with a hammer, was holding the baby, which was the body that Tang San had possessed, standing in the rain.
He looked at the child in his arms.
A voice echoed in my heart once again.
Gin is dead.
This child... possesses half the bloodline of the Blue Silver Emperor.
If we raise them to adulthood...
Is this yet another 100,000-year spirit ring?
Although the thought only flashed through his mind, Tang Hao quickly suppressed it.
But even this fleeting thought was enough to send a chill down the spines of everyone on the continent.
Even his own son was considered as a backup food source?
This is the Tang family father and son.
It's simply the biggest cancer in the history of Douluo Continent!
"vomit--"
I don't know who started it.
Throughout the entire Douluo Continent, whether commoners or Soul Masters, everyone experienced a strong sense of physical discomfort at this moment.
It's too dirty.
The hearts of this father and son are utterly black!
Silence had long since spread across the open grounds of Shrek Academy.
The previous rain still seemed to wash over everyone, bringing a chill to their bones.
Tang San slumped onto the muddy ground.
Those eyes, which should have been filled with the divine light of the Purple Demon Eyes, were now bloodshot, staring intently at the face of the man on the sky.
That was his father.
That was his father, whom he had always regarded as an idol, an insurmountable mountain, and a victim.
Just now, he was filled with resentment.
He felt that the Heavenly Curtain was targeting him, and that the exposure of his possession was the greatest injustice.
But when he saw the scheming in Tang Hao's heart and heard his inner thoughts about being "stuck at level 89" and "being forced to sacrifice for the sake of a soul ring", he was shocked.
Tang San was stunned.
His expression froze on his face, like a poorly made mask, even somewhat comical.
I see.
So that's how it is.
Is this his father, Haotian Douluo?
There is no such thing as deep affection, no such thing as being forced; everything is for maximizing interests, everything is for becoming stronger.
For that red 100,000-year soul ring, for breaking through the bottleneck, for the reputation of the Clear Sky Sect.
Even the life or death of his wife, and the future of his newborn son, could be weighed on a scale.
He even wondered if raising himself, a "hybrid" with the bloodline of the Blue Silver Emperor, would result in another 100,000-year soul ring.
Tang San's shoulder suddenly twitched.
Immediately afterwards.
"Oh..."
A very soft laugh escaped from his throat.
"hehe..."
The laughter grew louder and more manic, sounding particularly jarring in the deathly silent academy compound.
Hahahaha!
Tang San suddenly raised his head, his messy hair plastered to his forehead, his handsome face now twisted like a demon.
He was smiling.
I laughed so hard that tears streamed down my face.
Dai Mubai, Oscar, and the others around him looked at him in horror and subconsciously took a few steps back.
Crazy?
Has Tang San been driven mad by this?
Only Tang San himself knew that he wasn't crazy.
He just found it too ridiculous, and also too...intimate.
He thought his adoptive father was a stubborn, sentimental fool.
After all that effort...
We're all cut from the same cloth!
The third principle of the Tang Sect's Xuan Tian Bao Lu: Once an opponent is identified as an enemy, if they have a way to die, there is no need to show mercy; eliminate them by any means necessary.
When it comes to interests, everyone except oneself can be a bargaining chip.
Father?
What a father!
Tang San reached out and wiped the mud off his face, the madness in his eyes gradually settling into a chilling depth.
He didn't think Tang Hao had done anything wrong.
If a person doesn't look out for themselves, they'll be punished by heaven and earth.
In this dog-eat-dog world, only power is eternal.
What's a soul beast wife compared to power?
What does it matter if you use your possessed son as a reserve of food for the sake of power?
This is the logic of the strong that Tang San approves of!
This is what a real family is like!
"Good tactic."
Tang San looked at the sky and muttered to himself, his tone carrying a strange hint of admiration.
"What a brilliant move, my...good father."
By portraying themselves as victims and exploiting public sympathy, they gained both benefits and fame.
This is infinitely better than the situation Tang San was in just now, where he was passively being attacked!
He not only didn't hate Tang Hao for wanting to eat him.
He even wanted to applaud Tang Hao.
(End of chapter)