"From your mother?"
Hearing this, Tang Hao's pupils constricted slightly, his gaze fixed on the handsome young man with long blue hair not far away.
A moment later, his heart stirred, and an extremely familiar youthful face gradually began to merge with the appearance of the person before him.
"You… are you… Xiao Chuan?"
"This… impossible! How… how do you know your mother is…?"
His body trembled violently, the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang Hao's hand nearly slipped, and the Slaughter God Domain fluctuated at that instant. He tremblingly stretched out a hand, pointing at Tang Chuan, his voice hoarse as he said, "When did you secretly awaken the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul into the Blue Silver Emperor?"
"You… how do you know all this?"
At this moment, Tang Hao, though his mind was in turmoil, still couldn't understand how this adopted son of his knew all this. Could it be that people from Spirit Hall told him…?
Tang Chuan remained silent, looking at Tang Hao.
His eyes were cold, as if refusing to show any emotion.
It was as if an insurmountable barrier lay between the two of them.
"There's someone else? A Titled Douluo!?"
Taking a deep breath, Tang Hao's Slaughter God Domain slowly receded, disappearing like a tide. Immediately after, as he was about to walk towards Tang Chuan, his expression suddenly changed.
Through his mental force, he clearly sensed two unfamiliar auras rapidly approaching from not far away, one of which was on par with his own.
"There's actually a powerful expert in Heaven Dou City whose strength is comparable to mine?"
Frowning deeply, a hint of ruthlessness and apprehension flashed in Tang Hao's eyes. His gaze swept coldly towards the horizon, and he muttered to himself, "Could it be… people from Spirit Hall?"
"Unfilial son!"
"You just wait for me!"
The next second, his gaze fell on Tang Chuan again, an indescribably complex expression on his face.
Then, his figure flickered, disappearing into the vast night.
...
The poisonous mist in the alley gradually dispersed, and moonlight once again shone through.
"I didn't expect that old fellow Tang Hao to just leave like that?"
Dugu Bo stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the direction Tang Hao had left with a face full of doubt, his eyes showing a few hints of confusion and surprise, and he couldn't help but mutter.
"By the way, kid, your surname is Tang, and you know Tang Hao."
"You wouldn't also be from the Clear Sky Sect, would you?"
As he spoke, his gaze shifted, falling on Tang Chuan, and he narrowed his eyes.
"My Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass, do you think it's possible for me to be from the Clear Sky Sect?" Tang Chuan shook his head, also looking at Dugu Bo, and laughed, somewhat speechless.
Hearing this, Dugu Bo was startled. He nodded thoughtfully and slowly said,
"That's true. The Clear Sky Sect has always valued Martial Souls extremely highly. Even the descendants of direct Disciples, as long as they don't inherit the Clear Sky Hammer, are simply not acknowledged, unless you are the Sect Master's children. Your Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass, so people from the Clear Sky Sect would not acknowledge your identity."
At this point, a hint of deep meaning flashed in his eyes, as if he was pondering something. Then, his tone paused, and he lowered his voice, saying,
"Tang Hao just mentioned your mother. Do they know each other?"
After a moment of silence, Tang Chuan slowly exhaled a turbid breath. He was just about to explain.
Not far away, however, a sudden whooshing sound came, followed by a golden light rapidly approaching like a jumping star.
Looking up, a golden-haired girl with a long spear landed steadily not far away.
"Rui'er, why are you here?" Seeing the newcomer, Tang Chuan was slightly startled and asked.
Xiao Ruier's figure flickered, and she arrived beside Tang Chuan, a hint of worry in her eyes. She softly said, "What happened here just now? Are you alright?"
Hearing this, Tang Chuan shook his head and replied in a low voice, "Just now, a guy, relying on being a Titled Douluo, suddenly attacked me. Fortunately, Senior Dugu Bo was here, so I'm fine."
At this point, Tang Chuan even smiled and turned to look at Dugu Bo beside him.
Looking at Tang Chuan's somewhat strange gaze directed at him, Dugu Bo didn't show any proud expression. Instead, he snorted coldly and said indifferently, "I don't have that much ability. The reason Tang Hao left so quickly was probably largely due to his appearance, right?"
As his words fell, Dugu Bo slowly raised his head, his gaze cast towards the rooftop not far away.
A Red King stood with his hands behind his back, radiating a heart-palpitating pressure.
His gaze lingered on him for a moment, and Dugu Bo's expression became slightly solemn. He only now realized that this Red King was Xiao Ruier's bodyguard, not Tang Chuan's.
Hearing Dugu Bo's words, Xiao Ruier's expression also changed slightly, her brows furrowing, but she quickly recovered her smile. She turned her gaze to Tang Chuan and said with a soft smile,
"It seems you have quite a few enemies. From now on, let's stay together."
Hearing this, Tang Chuan was startled, then smiled somewhat awkwardly, his expression a little embarrassed.
Just then, Dugu Bo's voice came again. He stared intently at Tang Chuan and said indifferently, "Kid, what are your plans next?"
"Plans? Senior Dugu Bo, didn't you say before that as long as I help you and your granddaughter detoxify, you would grant any request I have?"
After pondering for a moment, Tang Chuan then revealed a slight smile and said seriously.
Dugu Bo's eyes flashed, and he nodded, his voice deep as he said, "Yes, tell me whatever you need. As long as this old man can do it, I will not refuse."
Tang Chuan's expression gradually became serious, and he said, "It's simple. As you just saw, I have quite a few enemies on this continent. I hope that for the next three years, you can stay by my side and, when necessary, act for me to resolve some troubles."
"What did you say?" Dugu Bo blinked. After a while, he looked at Tang Chuan with a strange expression, rolling his eyes as he said,
"You're quite the schemer, kid. You want me to be your long-term thug?"
"You want me to help you deal with Tang Hao just for detoxifying me? I can't beat him! That's too unprofitable for me. That guy is someone who even dares to fight the Supreme Pontiff."
Tang Chuan, however, looked at him with a smile, his tone carrying a hint of teasing, and said,
"Senior, you're not scared of Tang Hao, are you?"
Hearing this, a sharp light flashed in Dugu Bo's eyes, and he snorted fiercely, saying,
"Scared? How could I be scared of him? Humph, if he really provokes me, I… I'll just secretly sneak into their Clear Sky Sect at night and take a stroll. I guarantee that for the next hundred years, their Sect will have no talented Disciples left, creating a massive power vacuum for them!"
As he spoke, green light surged in his eyes, and he even wore a somewhat sinister smile.
"It's just that I don't want to be used as a pawn by you for no reason. Even if you're helpful to me and Yan Yan, you can't keep me bound and make me do this and that, can you? You know, what this old man fears most in his life is being ordered around by others."
Hearing this, Tang Chuan pondered for a while, his gaze sweeping over Dugu Bo, and he said with a smile, "Senior Dugu Bo, how many levels of Soul Power do you have now?"
"Ninety-two levels. You helped me detoxify, and I believe it won't be long before my Soul Power can Breakthrough to ninety-three levels. By the way, why do you ask?"
When asked this question, Dugu Bo's expression stiffened, and he said begrudgingly.
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