novelhk Chapter 613 Tang 3's Pain, Unhappy Joy
Chapter 613 Tang 3's Pain, Unhappy Joy
Chapter 613 Tang San's Pain, Unhappy Joy
"Oh, by the way, Dai Mubai's background must be quite something, right?"
"I remember that the White Tiger Martial Soul seems to be the inherited Martial Soul of the Dai family of the Star Luo royal family. So, his true identity should be a direct descendant prince of the Star Luo royal family."
"Who would have thought that a prince of the Star Luo Empire would actually go to the territory of an enemy force to participate in the Continental Elite Tournament of Advanced Soul Master Academies? Hah, how ironic!"
"I've long heard of the fierce competition within the Star Luo Empire's royal family, and now it seems it's true. If I'm not mistaken, Dai Mubai must have fled to the Heaven Dou Empire to avoid trouble."
The chilling voice continued to echo, but Tang San's brows furrowed deeply.
"Knowing he's a prince of the Star Luo Empire, you still dared to attack him? Aren't you afraid the Star Luo royal family will come after you?"
Upon hearing this, Shi Nian burst out laughing.
"The Star Luo Royal Family? You think I'm afraid of them?"
"This is the Heaven Dou Empire, not the Star Luo Empire. Not to mention the vast distance between the two empires, it's uncertain whether the news of Dai Mubai's death can even reach the Star Luo Empire smoothly."
"Moreover, the two sides are enemies, like fire and water. Even if the Star Luo royal family learns of the news, it is uncertain whether they would dare to send someone to the Heaven Dou Empire to investigate."
"They might be wiped out by the Heavenly Dou royal family as soon as they enter the territory of the Heavenly Dou Empire. What chance will they have then?"
At this point, Shi Nian looked at Tang San with a half-smile:
"Dai Mubai, a prince of the Star Luo Empire, is infiltrating the territory of the Heaven Dou Empire. Do you think the Heaven Dou royal family doesn't know? They probably already know perfectly well, but they're just too embarrassed to take action because of some damn political considerations."
"If I can resolve Dai Mubai's problem, the Heaven Dou royal family might even award me a medal to express their gratitude."
After hearing Shi Nian's words, Tang San was speechless for a moment, because he actually agreed with him in his heart.
Although he came from the martial arts world and had never been involved in the politics of the imperial court, he had witnessed the open and covert struggles between sects, which is also applicable to the political struggles between empires.
He knew in his heart that Shi Nian's words were mostly correct.
"Alright, instead of worrying about others, you should worry about yourself."
Shi Nian didn't care what Tang San was thinking. After speaking, he stopped talking about Dai Mubai and turned his attention back to Tang San. He didn't want to drag things out any longer, lest things get complicated.
"Tang San, are you ready to go?"
Tang San's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this. He quickly glanced around at the unfamiliar surroundings, searching for a chance to escape. At the same time, he made a last-ditch effort, trying to persuade Tang San in a tone that was half-pleading and half-threatening:
"Are you absolutely determined to kill me? Is there absolutely no way to back down?"
"Don't forget, I'm a participant in this Continental Elite Tournament of Advanced Soul Master Academies. Do you think the tournament's organizing committee will let you off the hook for harming fellow students during the competition?"
"If you kill me, you can forget about having a place in the world of Soul Masters."
"It should be noted that the organizing committee overseeing the progress of this continent-wide elite competition of advanced soul master academies is composed of three forces: the Spirit Hall, the Heaven Dou Royal Family, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."
"Let me tell you, the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Ning Fengzhi, has a very close relationship with me. If he finds out that something happened to me, he will definitely investigate to the end, and you will not be able to escape."
"Why don't you just stop here and let me go? I won't pursue the matter or hold it against you for trying to kill me. Then we can go our separate ways and not interfere with each other, how about that?"
As Tang San spoke, a glimmer of hope occasionally appeared on his wary face. However, after hearing his words, Shi Nian burst into laughter with disdain.
"Tang San, do you think you can scare me by mentioning the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?"
"Since I've decided to take action, it means I've already made thorough preparations. It's impossible to expect the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, which has close ties with you, to avenge you. I won't leave any evidence for them."
"Ah, right, you might not know this, but before you, I had already killed more than one genius student participating in the Elite Soul Master Competition. And what was the result?"
"I'm still alive and well to this day."
"And your so-called official organizing committee for the competition is running around like a headless fly, completely unaware that I killed all those missing students."
"Now, it's your turn. Hehe—"
Hearing Shi Nian's words, Tang San looked extremely displeased, realizing that the other party was probably determined to kill him.
With a thought in mind, Tang San decided to stop wasting words with Shi Nian. Taking advantage of the other party's sinister smile, he suddenly raised the Zhuge Crossbow in his left hand, which was already loaded with a spring.
In an instant, the sound of the springs snapping rang out loudly, and sharp iron crossbow bolts emerged from the sixteen deep holes at the front of the iron box, carrying a powerful penetrating force, and in the blink of an eye, they had reached Shi Nian's chest.
With a flash of light and shadow, sixteen crossbow bolts disappeared in an instant.
However, Tang San's expression turned even more grim at this moment.
No blood. Yes, all sixteen crossbow bolts pierced Shi Nian's chest, but not a drop of blood flowed out. The bolts seemed to have vanished into thin air, without uttering a sound.
Shi Nian's figure shattered like a phantom, then reappeared out of thin air in another place in Tang San's sight.
The wrinkles on his face were still deep, his smile looked sinister and terrifying, and his eyes, like those of a vulture, gleamed with a cold light. He appeared completely unharmed, showing no signs of being pierced through the chest by a crossbow bolt, let alone being injured.
Shi Nian glanced indifferently at the Zhuge Crossbow in Tang San's hand:
"A very good weapon, it looks very powerful."
"But do you think I'm blind? I was already on guard the moment you took it out."
"What kind of weapon is that? A soul tool? But why didn't I sense any fluctuations of soul power when you used it?"
Tang San did not answer, but stared coldly at Shi Nian, his expression growing increasingly grim.
Seeing this, Shi Nian didn't seem to care, and murmured to himself as if talking to himself:
"Don't want to answer? Whatever. As long as I kill you, it'll be mine. I'll have plenty of time to study it later."
Tang San's heart sank deeper and deeper. With a click, he pulled back the spring of the Zhuge Crossbow and aimed it at the newly appeared Shi Nian's chest, pulling the trigger once more.
Sixteen sharp iron crossbow bolts flashed by.
As expected, it was ineffective. Sixteen crossbow bolts easily pierced through Shi Nian's chest, but again, they did not cause any damage.
Shi Nian's figure shattered like a phantom, then reappeared out of thin air in another place in Tang San's sight.
The wrinkles on his face were still deep, his smile looked sinister and terrifying, and his eyes, like those of a vulture, gleamed with a cold light. He appeared completely unharmed, showing no signs of being pierced through the chest by a crossbow bolt.
His figure reappeared out of thin air more than ten meters in front of Tang San. Shi Nian smiled, this time his smile seemed particularly relaxed:
"It's no use."
"The weapon in your hand is quite good, but unfortunately, you exist only in my fading dreams."
"Whether it was the scene you saw before, or the scene you think is real now, it was all an illusion I created for you."
"And I am everywhere."
"In my broken dream, I am the master of everything, and you cannot hurt me."
Seeing that the Zhuge Divine Crossbow was ineffective, Tang San's face turned extremely ugly. He waved his hand and retrieved it from the Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moonlit Night.
He then activated the surrounding Blue Silver Grass, which swirled and condensed around his body, forming a defensive layer. His purple eyes stared intently at Shi Nian, while he extended his senses, alert to the impending danger.
"Kid, enough talk, I'll send you on your way."
At this moment, Shi Nian's cold and sinister voice suddenly became light and airy, and everything around him began to change, becoming hazy and distorted.
The scene shifts, and Tang San is surprised to find himself on a cliff, a cliff that is both incredibly familiar and unforgettable for him.
"Is this... the Demon's Bane?"
Tang San's wary eyes suddenly widened, and his pupils contracted sharply.
He knew this place all too well; the memories it left on him were so vivid that it was a nightmare that would haunt him for all eternity.
Nineteen sounds of stones falling into a deep ravine, still one level above hell; if not the desolate, ghost-scarce peak of Tangmen, where else could it be?
A few meters ahead lay a deep abyss shrouded in mist, while behind them, more than a dozen white figures were eagerly gathering, exuding murderous intent.
Seeing this, Tang San's face paled, and he subconsciously lowered his head. Sure enough, he could clearly see that the outer disciple's robes of the Tang Clan that he had taken off were now properly worn on his body.
The large "Tang" character above seemed to mock him, reminding him that he was currently being hunted down by the inner elders of the Tang Clan and had been driven to the brink of despair.
Just as Tang San was stunned, more than ten white-bearded old men with angry and murderous expressions leaped over and landed in front of him, blocking all his possible escape routes.
"Tang San, how dare you steal the Xuan Tian Treasure Record, the inner sect's supreme martial art! Your crime is heinous!"
"Tang San, the Tang Sect raised you and taught you skills, yet you harbored wolfish ambitions and committed such an outrageous act, unforgivable!"
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The angry and authoritative voice of the Tang Sect's inner elder suddenly exploded in his mind, instantly clearing Tang San's mind. He then shouted loudly, attempting to argue his point:
"Elders, that's not how it is. Please listen to me."
However, the inner sect elders didn't give him a chance to explain; their angry and icy voices interrupted him directly:
"There's nothing more to say. The evidence is irrefutable, Tang San. Your crimes are heinous, and you will face the highest punishment imposed by our sect."
Then, Tang San watched helplessly as the Tang Clan's most brutal tortures were inflicted on him—
Faced with the elders' powerful internal energy, his left arm broke off inch by inch first, then his right arm, then both legs, and finally his torso and head, until there was not a single intact bone left in his body.
But he didn't die.
No matter how intense the pain was, his spirit remained high.
The heightened state of mind meant that he had to endure every bit of pain from the shattering of his bones, amplified tenfold.
As the unbearable pain swept over him and spread deep into his brain, Tang San's entire body began to convulse uncontrollably.
Before he knew it, his eyes had become blurry.
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"What exactly did this kid see? It's only just begun, and he's already in so much pain? Looks like he's hiding something."
Thirty meters away from Tang, Shi Nian leaned against a large tree, watching with great interest as the former howled in pain on the ground, rolled around, and convulsed violently.
Although he couldn't see the scenes appearing in Tang San's consciousness, it didn't stop him from experiencing the excitement and pleasure of torment from Tang San's pain and howls.
"But that's not enough, let me add some more ingredients."
As he murmured softly, Shi Nian's face was filled with a cruel and morbid smile. His seventh spirit ring, which was constantly releasing dazzling black light, suddenly turned, and a dreamlike colorful light was released from the spirit ring. In the blink of an eye, it crossed ten meters and landed silently on Tang San.
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The screen suddenly rotated.
This time, Tang San appeared in Soto City.
On the dimly lit street, a little girl in pink skipped and hopped ahead. She had long, slender legs, a graceful figure, a long scorpion braid, and a delicate face. It was Xiao Wu.
If Tang San's deepest fear was the Ghostly Sorrow, the most formidable place in the Tang Sect, and the people he hated most were the inner sect elders of the Tang Sect who had driven him to his death, then Xiao Wu was the person he cherished most.
The people he feared most and hated most brought Tang San extreme pain. Next, it was the turn of the people he cherished most.
Upon seeing Xiao Wu, Tang San, who was convulsing in pain, was momentarily stunned, forgetting for a moment that he was still in the midst of extreme torment.
Xiao Wu's sudden appearance brought Tang San a sliver of comfort, but before he could even feel happy, the image of another person suddenly appeared in his eyes—
A man in his forties, with dark skin and a little over 1.6 meters tall, had a lewd smile on his face. He was wearing a pair of ripped shorts and flip-flops.
It was the same lewd old man who had his bones shattered in several places under Xiao Wu's bent back, and whose little chicken had been roasted by Ma Hongjun, that was Bu Le.
At this moment, the sinful hands of Bu Le are reaching out towards Xiao Wu.
"Little, Little Wu."
Tang San tried to call out to remind Xiao Wu to be careful, but he couldn't make a sound.
Tang San wanted to stand up, rush over and slap away Bu Le's hands that were reaching for Xiao Wu, then take out all the hidden weapons he was carrying and shoot them all over Bu Le's face.
Having just endured the most brutal torture inflicted by the Tang Clan, his bones were shattered, leaving him powerless to do anything but watch helplessly as the sinful hands reached for Xiao Wu.
This is nothing.
What surprised and shocked Tang San even more was yet to come.
Xiao Wu didn't dodge, nor did she use her waist to bend over as he expected. Instead, she was like an obedient rabbit, easily grabbed by Bu Le's rabbit ears and manipulated without any effort.
And so, Xiao Wu easily fell into Bu Le's grasp, and the joy she felt was self-evident.
Xiao Wu's face, however, was filled with grief, indignation, and resentment.
(End of this chapter)