Chapter 98 - Yueguan, Let's Fight!

"Ahhhhhhh——"

"Yueguan, I'm going to kill you!!!"

Tang Hao, who was half-paralyzed, went mad when he suddenly saw Ah Yin's leaf.

Tang Xiao, who came over to check, was shocked to see his eyes bloodshot and his hair standing on end.

"Brother Hao, what happened?"

Tang Hao held Ah Yin's leaf with trembling hands, tears streaming down his face.

"Brother, this is Ah Yin, Ah Yin!"

"She was kidnapped by the people of Spirit Hall!"

Tang Xiao was stunned, then asked urgently.

"Brother Hao, is this really Ah Yin?"

"Are you sure?"

"Wasn't Ah Yin already dead? What… what is going on!"

When Tang Hao was in trouble, Tang Xiao was the first to hear the news and knew about Ah Yin's sacrifice.

But after a 100,000-year soul beast sacrifices itself, isn't that the same as death? What's with this leaf? Why is Tang Hao saying this is Ah Yin?

Tang Hao looked heartbroken, sobbing as he recalled.

"Ah Yin was a 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor. Unlike soul beasts that only leave behind soul bones after death, Ah Yin left not only her soul bone, but also a seed."

"I planted that seed in a very hidden place in the Great Star Dou Forest."

"When Xiao San was six, the seed Ah Yin left behind finally sprouted."

Tang Hao looked sadly at the leaf in his hand, tears falling like broken beads from a string.

"Brother, this is Ah Yin's leaf."

"People from Spirit Hall kidnapped my Ah Yin. They're forcing me to hand over her 100,000-year-old soul bone!"

"Despicable! Absolutely despicable!"

"Now my cultivation is ruined. Even though I know my wife has been taken by those evil people, I'm powerless to get her back! What's the point of living?"

Seeing the once-mighty Tang Hao now sitting like a broken old man, weeping, Tang Xiao felt a deep, indescribable pain in his heart.

The two brothers had been close since childhood.

Their bond was so strong that when they both fell in love with Ah Yin, Tang Xiao willingly backed away without hesitation and chose to return home to inherit the family's legacy.

But now, the relationship between the Clear Sky Sect and Spirit Hall was extremely fragile.

Tang Hao had killed Qian Xunji, directly causing Spirit Hall to come to question the sect. With Tang Chen gone, the sect had no choice but to close its doors.

They had once tried to marry into the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan to form a strategic alliance.

But Tang Lieyang, who went to pick up the bride, was severely injured by Spirit Hall on the way.

This proved that Spirit Hall was constantly monitoring the Clear Sky Sect.

And now they used Ah Yin as leverage to force Tang Hao to surrender the 100,000-year-old soul bone.

Veins bulged on Tang Xiao's forehead. He clenched his fists and ground out a few words through gritted teeth.

"Spirit Hall—your hearts deserve death!"

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Spirit City, Spirit Hall, Hall of Punishment.

A place filled with death and wailing.

Yan, covered in bruises, was hung on a large rack shaped like a capital letter.

He hadn't eaten or drunk anything in days and now stared lifelessly at the elegant Yueguan before him.

"Elder Ju, I truly know nothing."

Yan's voice was weak.

He had slaughtered countless enemies of Spirit Hall and took pleasure in the carnage.

But now, suffering this kind of torment, he realized how excruciating pain could be.

Yueguan glanced at him, chuckled, and continued filing his nails with a delicate nail file.

Seeing this, Yan fell into despair.   

He didn't understand what he had done to make Elder Ju—who once cared so much for him—treat him so cruelly.

Thinking back to that dark day six months ago, he had been training with Hu Liena and Xie Yue when Yueguan, looking grim, called him away.

Then, without explanation, he was thrown into Spirit Hall's prison and tortured daily.

The questions during the torture were simple, but completely absurd to him.

"When did you betray Spirit Hall?"

"What information did you leak?"

Yan was an orphan adopted by Spirit Hall. He had sworn allegiance to them since childhood.

He couldn't understand why Yueguan was so sure he was a traitor.

But the more he denied it, the more Yueguan tortured him.

In this way, Yan endured Yueguan's torture for six whole months.

Had he not advanced to the rank of Spirit King, he would've already been tortured to death.

Yueguan raised his hand to the light, rotated it back and forth, and after admiring it for a while, nodded in satisfaction.

He then walked over to Yan, patted his face lightly, and said coldly:

"Still not talking?"

"Seems like your boss behind the scenes brainwashed you completely."

"Tsk tsk, what a pity. You were such a genius. I had high hopes for you."

"A pity... how could someone like you be a traitor?"

Yan lifted his head with difficulty and said firmly:

"Elder Ju, I didn't betray Spirit Hall."

"I've contributed to Spirit Hall. I've bled for Spirit Hall."

"You can't falsely accuse me like this."

Yueguan was about to speak again when a voice came from outside the door.

"Elder Ju, there's a letter for you. It's signed by Dugu Bo."

"Hmph, what does that old man want with me?"

Yueguan muttered, then walked out.

After taking the letter from the guard, he carefully examined the signature to confirm it was from Dugu Bo and tore open the envelope.

Just as he expected, the message inside hadn't changed for decades.

"The day after tomorrow, Sunset Forest, same place—come and duel. This time, I'll torture you to death."

After reading, Yueguan crumpled the letter in disgust.

He didn't understand where that poisonous old freak Dugu Bo got his confidence.

Clearly, he was outclassed in every way, yet he challenged Yueguan to a duel every year. Wasn't he tired of being beaten?

Still, the old man's poison was indeed formidable.

Unfortunately, Yueguan's Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum had very high poison resistance.

They had fought for years, and there were several times Yueguan had tried to kill him.

But the old man had a soul bone that matched his attributes so well that he could always escape using it.

Oh, right.

He'd heard from that woman that Dugu Bo had rejuvenated and that his martial spirit had changed.

Maybe that was what gave him confidence?

But could a Titled Douluo stuck at level 91 last year, unable to advance, really compare to a level 95 Super Douluo after rejuvenation?

Yueguan didn't believe it.

That old man had even killed two elders of the Elder Hall. This grudge had to be repaid.

Thinking of this, a killing intent flashed across Yueguan's face.

He couldn't kill him alone, so he would have to bring Gui Mei along.

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