RNP Page 133
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Putting aside the chest injury, just the fact that Lin Chuan pierced her abdomen and blew it apart with his soul power is a testament to her strength. That area is where vital energy is concentrated, and unless a Nine Heart Begonia Soul Master comes to her rescue on the spot, death is the only option.
"Cough cough, Lin boy, are you alright?"
Dugu Bo coughed a few times, and blood slowly trickled from the corner of his mouth.
"I'm fine, just a minor injury. How are you, Senior Dugu?" Lin Chuan shook his head gently. With his physical condition and the blessing from the Goddess of Life, he would be fully recovered in a little while.
"I'm fine, I just need a few days of rest," Dugu Bo shook his head, took a deep breath, and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes. "Truly worthy of the Haotian Hammer. If it were before, I'm afraid I would have been seriously injured by Tang Xiao's hammer."
Lin Chuan nodded in agreement, "It is indeed very powerful. There is a reason why the Clear Sky Hammer is called the number one weapon spirit in the world. It's a pity that the reinforcements came too quickly and we couldn't take the spoils of war. Tang Hao still has several spirit bones on him!"
"What?!"
Dugu Bo, who was already in a bad mood, suddenly had tears in his eyes after hearing Lin Chuan's words.
Isn't this a huge loss?!
"Young man Lin, how about we turn back now? I'll hold off Tang Xiao, and you go grab Tang Hao's body. We'll take it and leave!"
Lin Chuan's lips twitched.
Good grief, you'd rather die than have a soul bone, huh?
However, upon closer reflection, it makes sense. Soul bones are extremely rare for the vast majority of soul masters; in fact, 99% of them have never even seen one.
Even as a titled Douluo, Dugu Bo only possessed one soul bone.
"Senior Dugu, don't even think about Tang Hao's soul bone. It's not just Tang Xiao who's coming to help; other Title Douluos from the Clear Sky Sect are following behind. Going back now would be like walking into a trap."
"What a pity, damn Haotian Sect!"
Dugu Bo cursed, his face pale, feeling a pang of pain in his heart.
Such incredible wealth has slipped right through my fingers; I probably won't be able to sleep for the next few days.
Seeing Dugu Bo's heartbroken expression, Lin Chuan smiled helplessly, "Alright, Senior Dugu, it's my fortune to have it and my fate to lose it. There's nothing to be resentful about. Being able to kill Tang Hao and bite off a soul bone at the same time is already quite good. Besides, didn't we still have the three soul bones given by the Spirit Hall?"
"That's right, I hadn't even thought of it until you mentioned it. You're incredibly rich now!"
Dugu Bo's eyes flickered slightly, and he clicked his tongue in amazement.
Four soul bones! And all of them were over ten thousand years old. Even as a titled Douluo, he had never been so wealthy. Young people these days are truly remarkable.
Suddenly, Dugu Bo's mind started working again.
"Ahem, well, Lin, have you decided how to distribute the soul bones?"
Hearing this, Lin Chuan knew exactly what Dugu Bo was thinking and chuckled softly, "Senior Dugu, don't worry, I won't forget Yanzi."
"Well, how could I not believe you when you say that?"
Dugu Bo didn't feel embarrassed at all and nodded with satisfaction.
"Alright, this place should be safe. Senior, you should heal your wounds first!"
Lin Chuan took out three healing pills from his storage soul tool and handed them to Dugu Bo. These pills had been refined three times, and their effects were much better than those on the market.
Dugu Bo didn't stand on ceremony and immediately took it and swallowed it, then sat down cross-legged to begin healing his injuries.
Half an hour later.
Having recovered from his injuries, Dugu Bo slowly stood up. "Young Lin, let's hurry back to Tianshui Academy, lest Yan Yan and the others worry, or the Haotian Sect retaliate later!"
However, Lin Chuan shook his head, "Senior Dugu, you should go back first. I'm going out for a bit."
"Where are you going? Do you need my help?"
Lin Chuan shook his head again, "It's nothing serious, and we won't encounter any battles. Senior, don't worry, I'll be back in half a month at most."
Upon hearing this, Dugu Bo finally nodded.
"Alright, anyway, you're very clever, and with your strength, most Title Douluos are no match for you. But you should still keep a low profile. Super Douluos aren't that many, but they're not few either."
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing!"
"Then I shall take my leave!"
Dugu Bo didn't hesitate. After leaving a message, he headed towards Tianshui City alone, hoping to catch up with the Tianshui Academy group who had left earlier.
In the blink of an eye, they disappeared from sight.
"I'll go there myself!"
Although Tang San lost a leg and an arm, it wasn't impossible for them to grow back. So, to avoid this situation, Lin Chuan planned to cut off his other opportunity.
Whether you can find it or not depends entirely on luck!
Chapter 134 You already have a way to die
Three hundred miles east of Tiandou City.
An unnamed mountain stands tall, surrounded by mountains, with wisps of clouds and mist, resembling a fairyland on earth.
……
"Mistress, leave quickly!"
Tang Hao's face was contorted with rage, and he was covered in blood.
A sharp blade flashed, and Tang Hao's head flew high into the air, his eyes still filled with resentment and an eerily chilling light.
"You mistress, avenge me and your mother!"
……
"No, Dad!"
Tang San roared and suddenly woke up from his dream, his whole body soaked in sweat.
Looking around, everything was so unfamiliar, which immediately made him wary. He pulled off the blanket and was about to get out of bed when he realized that his right arm and right leg were empty.
"My hands and legs..."
After a brief period of confusion, fragments of memories from before falling into a coma returned one by one.
He seemed to have been rescued, and the person using that spirit also appeared to be the Clear Sky Hammer.
"Where's Dad? How is Dad?"
Just as Tang San was about to drag his weak body out of bed, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a man who looked seven parts like Tang Hao walked in.
The newcomer was six feet tall, broad-shouldered and burly, with a very imposing figure. His face was chiseled like a knife and axe, and his short, graying hair made him look quite old, but his eyes were still piercing and bright.
"You've finally woken up after being in a coma for seven days!"
Seeing Tang San sit up from the bed, a look of joy flashed across Tang Xiao's face.
"Did you save me?" Tang San looked at the face in front of him that was very similar to his father's, and his eyes were momentarily dazed, but he already had some guesses in his heart.
Tang Xiao nodded gently, "I heard Hao call you Xiao San, right? I am your uncle. You have suffered, child. Your uncle is late!"
Tang Xiao's face was full of guilt as he said this.
After receiving Tang Yuehua's letter and learning about the Spirit Hall's actions, Tang Xiao persuaded the elders to come out of seclusion to support his younger brother, but they were too late.
Tang San quickly shook his head, "Uncle, it's not your fault. If you hadn't arrived in time, I might be dead!"
At this point, Tang San suddenly remembered something and quickly asked, "By the way, where's my dad?"
Tang Xiao's expression instantly darkened, a hint of sadness appearing in his eyes. He gently shook his head, "I'm sorry, Xiao San, it's my fault for being useless and failing to save Hao Di."
"how come?!"
Tang San's eyes widened, his already pale face turned even paler, his lips trembled slightly, and two lines of clear tears slid down his cheeks as he felt deep sorrow.
Although Tang Hao was not kind to him, as an orphan in his previous life, he rarely experienced the taste of family affection, which made Tang San cherish it all the more. However, he had just reunited with his father when they were separated by death in the blink of an eye.
Tang Xiao remained silent as well.
Tang Xiao cherished his younger brother, who was fifteen years younger than him, so much so that he was now dying right before his eyes, and he was powerless to do anything about it. This made Tang Xiao feel both grief-stricken and extremely guilty.
The atmosphere in the room was unusually somber.
After a while.
Tang San's somewhat hoarse voice rang out, "Uncle, where is my father's body? I... I want to see him one last time."
Tang Xiao wiped his eyes, forcing back his grief as he nodded, "That's what I was thinking too, so we haven't buried Hao-di yet. At least we want you, Xiao-san, to see him one last time. But your health..."
"I am fine."
Tang San slowly shook his head and then stood up.
Seeing this, Tang Xiao quickly stepped forward and reached out to help Tang San up, but the latter stubbornly shook his head, "Uncle, I can do it myself. I'm just missing an arm and a leg. I'm not a cripple."
Hearing this, Tang Xiao also breathed a sigh of relief for some reason.
"It's best if you can think that way. Come with me!"
She didn't insist any further, but simply handed the pre-prepared cane to Tang San.
At first, he was a little unaccustomed to it, but he quickly got the hang of it, which made Tang San laugh at himself for his strong adaptability!