Chapter 303: It Was Tang San Who Poisoned the Slaughter City
"That might be Bibi Dong, right? One of her spirits is the Devour Soul Spider Emperor, and in the current spirit master realm, perhaps no spirit's toxins surpass that of the Devour Soul Spider Emperor."
"With Senior Tang Chen's strength – to wound you so grievously – that poison is likely the Devour Soul Spider Emperor's venom."
Qian Xunji stroked his chin, feigning contemplation as he pushed the blame onto Bibi Dong without hesitation.
Hearing his words, Tang San grew inwardly anxious, pondering how to keep his reborn identity hidden while implying that Qian Renchuan was the true culprit behind poisoning the Slaughter City. Right now, the great ancestor's body was riddled with poison; his blood was constantly evaporating, his body nearing collapse. Whether he could kill Qian Xunji was uncertain. If Tang San recklessly disclosed his reborn identity, Qian Xunji would also learn the truth. Even if Tang Chen did manage to kill Qian Renchuan, he wouldn't be able to kill Qian Xunji as well. Then Qian Xunji would certainly cut Tang San down. Tang San lacked the Killing God Domain – even if he was a candidate for the Shura God's inheritance and also the next Grand Priest for Sea God, no god would necessarily step in to save him.
It was tough. The great ancestor's life had only a few days left, yet Tang San had to guide him toward suspecting that Qian Renchuan was the one who poisoned and destroyed the Slaughter City. He also needed him to recognize that given his physical condition, it was best to avoid confronting Spirit Hall.
Just then, Tang Chen spoke with a domineering tone: "Bibi Dong? Impossible. That trash knows nothing of how the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King is controlling this old man's body, and she wanted to steal my divine inheritance. She's no match for me."
"Little Jier, that Bibi Dong is the Rakshasa God's inheritor, enemy of your Angel lineage. I still don't know whether I killed her. Be careful."
Qian Xunji's expression twitched at Tang Chen's casual address of him as "Little Jier." Tang Yuehua at the side wanted to laugh but didn't dare.
Tang San acted troubled: "So it's not Bibi Dong. Then who else could it be? The Clear Sky Clan is destroyed, only a few survivors remain, and Great-Grandfather is heavily poisoned. Father is already dead, so I'm sure he's not the one who did it!"
At these words, the atmosphere grew strange. They had previously deduced there were only three who possessed the Killing God Domain: Bibi Dong, Tang Hao, and Qian Renchuan. They had eliminated Bibi Dong, and it definitely wasn't Tang Hao, so by process of elimination only one possibility remained.
Everyone's gazes subtly shifted to Qian Renchuan. Tang Chen's face also changed slightly, a towering murder in his heart that he forcibly suppressed. Not because he noticed Qian Renchuan was a Shura God inheritor, but because the old man saw that his condition was terminal, and Tang San's words strongly hinted that – if the poisoner turned out to be Qian Renchuan – the enmity was massive, the shame unspeakable. This "child" had caused him to slaughter his own offspring, very nearly extinguishing his bloodline and destroying the Clear Sky Clan. A grievance so intense – a humiliation so deep – he would have chosen to stake it all. Even if the foe was a god, he'd blow up his nine rings in a final showdown.
But Tang Chen forcibly endured. Mostly because, as Tang San implied, he was dying of poison. He was not just a lone old man, he still had living descendants: Tang San, Tang Tian, Tang Hu, each gifted with the potential to reach Title Douluo. They needed to survive, rebuild the clan, and bury the dead. In his current state, he lacked the power to annihilate Spirit Hall, even if he rushed in and self-destructed, he couldn't finish them off or remove future threats. Right before him stood Qian Xunji alone – not to mention the possibility of Qian Daoliu. If that man learned the clan died and Tang Chen himself was also gone, he might target the last of his kin.
For the sake of his grandchildren, for the sake of reconstructing the Clear Sky Clan, Tang Chen had to endure.
"I'm sure my son would never do such a thing!"
Qian Xunji stepped forward, shielding Qian Renchuan, tall and imposing, full of trust. Qian Renchuan's eyes turned misty with emotion and a pang of guilt, because in truth, he had indeed poisoned the Slaughter City. But for the sake of the Angel lineage, for the sake of the Divine Ancestor's faith, he had no regrets – the continent had brought this upon itself!
"Setting aside Bibi Dong, Tang Hao, or my son, there's still another suspect," Qian Xunji said.
"Who?" Tang Yuehua quickly asked, hoping to clear Qian Renchuan of suspicion. If he was indeed the one who made Grandfather this way, thereby causing the clan's destruction and killing their own family, she wouldn't know how to remain in Spirit Hall afterward. She would be in so much agony she might eventually go off to die in some secluded spot.
"Tang San."
All eyes turned to Tang San. He froze, bristling with anger as he shouted, "Your Holiness, don't slander me so viciously!"
"This seat would never make a false accusation." Qian Xunji clasped his hands behind his back, voice exuding confidence. "The Slaughter City has worked with my Spirit Hall for centuries: we supplied them with food and accepted criminals from all over. In that time, Senior Tang Chen, Tang Hao, and Bibi Dong each gained the Killing God Domain.
"Even after my son left the Slaughter City, obtaining the Killing God Domain, we still maintained friendly ties. Then recently something went wrong.
"You, Tang San, do possess twin spirits. You were repeatedly bested by my son, realized you could never surpass him, and failed to obtain the Killing God Domain in the city – so you decided to poison it to kill him, right?"
At once, the place went silent. Tang Tian and Tang Hu asked in doubt, "Tang San, did you really poison Great-Grandfather in the Slaughter City?!"
They had at least vaguely heard how deep the grudge between Tang San and Qian Renchuan ran. Several times Tang San had been defeated. The sixth ring on Qian Renchuan's second spirit was a hundred-thousand-year ring from Tang San's wife Xiao Wu.
Seeing even Great-Grandfather's doubtful look, Tang San trembled all over, pointing at Qian Xunji and Qian Renchuan. "This is utter slander! How could I ever do such a thing?!"
At that moment, Qian Renchuan raised a hand and declared aloud, "I, Qian Renchuan, swear in the name of the Angel God that I did not place any toxic substance in the Slaughter City. If that is false, let my spirit be destroyed and me die wretchedly!"
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