This night, for many people, is very short.

In "Tian Dou City", Viscount Curry, the commander of the city guard, felt that he had just fallen asleep when he was woken up by the beauty next to him, saying that it would be time for the handover of the city gate guard soon.

If he doesn't arrive soon, the Viscount may not be able to get off work on time.

The helpless Viscount Curry stood up with great perseverance and walked out of the splendid building. He was going to show his face at the city gate, and then hurried back to his house to catch up on his sleep.

But here in "Notting City", many people felt that the night that just passed was so long that they thought they would never see the sunrise.

In Holy Soul Village, Tang San, with a slightly tired expression from not sleeping all night, cooked some watery rice porridge, then walked out of the village with heavy steps and full of worries.

On the top of a hill outside the village, Tang San stared intently at the gradually brightening fish belly white in the east, but it wasn't until the faint purple aura in the fish belly white disappeared that he was shocked to realize the passage of time.

"well--!"

Tang San let out a long sigh, with a melancholy expression on his face that was completely inappropriate for his age.

He raised his right hand and touched the wrist of his left hand, and Tang San just felt relieved.

There is the work he just completed two days ago - "Sleeve Arrow"!

What he used was the knowledge he learned from the Tang Sect in that world in his previous life.

Even if this is only the most common type of mechanical hidden weapon, for Tang San, who is only six years old and lives in the most ordinary village in Douluo Continent, without access to the wider world, it is already exhausting.

Tried his best.

After nearly a hundred days of hammering, the pig iron from the village blacksmith shop where business was bleak was forcibly hammered into a piece of "iron mother".

With this material, we now have this hidden weapon that only has a simple launching device and three short arrows.

But the good mood brought about by this "Sleeve Arrow" completely disappeared last night.

Anyone who is sleeping and suddenly hears that his father is the direct descendant of the number one sect in the world in the past, and is also one of the few people who stand at the top of the world, will be inexplicably excited.

And if we find out that on this basis, our father, who is so awesome, retired a few years ago because he killed the leader of the most powerful force in the world, it will definitely weigh a huge stone on his heart, it will be really stressful.

!

In the end, as if God was joking with Tang San, the plot took another twist and turn.

My father's current situation was most likely the result of a secret plan by his grandfather, whom he had never met!

Although, his old man has passed away and seems to have lost his temper...

That night, Tang San seemed to have returned to the time when he first came to this world, and once again heard the heart-rending cry that he had vaguely heard.

The same sadness, the same disbelief, and the same... despair!

If his uncle hadn't used his soul power to block the sound in time, the entire village of Holy Soul Village would have been awakened in the middle of the night.

To be honest, Tang San, who has memories of past lives, is more accepting of his late grandfather and his mother, who has also never met him, than his father, Tang Hao.

Even the news that he had half soul beast blood was digested and understood faster.

After all, in the world of martial arts in his previous life, even though he had lived in the Tang Sect since childhood, Tang San had still heard about some things in the world.

Why marry off your daughter for the secret book of magic skills, just so that one day in the future, you can pry into the secrets of your son-in-law's family's skills? Why do you frame your relatives and close friends for a magic weapon? Why do you kill your wife and children in order to further your martial arts?

Desperate...

Therefore, if his grandfather would sacrifice his mother, a spirit beast, and his grandson, whom he had never met, in order to push his father to the top of the world in one fell swoop, in Tang San's opinion, it might be

Sex is huge!

that is……

"well--!"

Looking back at the village not far from the hill below, which had been awakened by a ray of sunlight, his eyes wandered over the three adobe houses on the outermost edge of the village, and Tang San sighed deeply again.

He gave up the plan of continuing to practice, turned around, and walked lightly down the mountain.

After a while, Tang San walked into the house and smelled the aroma of porridge. He calmed down and called towards the inner room in the same tone as in the past few years: "Dad, it's time to eat."

Just when Tang San took a few steps towards the stove, thinking that his father Tang Hao would come out like before, he didn't hear a single sound.

‘You can’t think about it, can you?!’ Tang San’s heart tightened, and he didn’t care about the rice porridge still cooking on the stove, and quickly ran into his father Tang Hao’s room in three steps at a time.

To Tang San's surprise, he didn't see his father Tang Hao in the room.

You know, last night, when my uncle and aunt were leaving, I clearly heard the sound of my father returning to the room and sleeping soundly.

When it was still dark in the morning, I went out to practice. Because I had something on my mind, I didn’t pay much attention to it, fearing that I would be gone by then.

Tang San looked at the bed that had no trace of warmth left, thinking this in his heart.

'Is this the strength of a titled Douluo?' Tang San's eyes flickered, he suppressed the worries in his heart and turned to focus on his father's strength.

'There is only a wall between us, but with my ears and spiritual sense, I can't even detect the slightest movement...'

At the same time, in a mountain valley about five hundred miles away from Saint Soul Village.

The deafening sound of the waterfall water broke this fairyland-like beauty.

What also ruined the scenery was an unkempt figure with a slovenly appearance.

Standing on the edge of the pool under the waterfall, looking up at a certain node in the middle of the waterfall, Tang Hao seemed as stiff as a sculpture.

He had kept his eldest brother Tang Xiao and his younger sister Yuehua away from the house since night. After the two left, Tang Hao came here.

One stop, one night!

But even though the sky was full of hopeful sunshine, Tang Hao's heart was still extremely gloomy.

The cave above the waterfall was once the most beautiful harbor in Tang Hao's heart, but now it has become the place that this tough guy fears the most.

The sect is Tang Hao's inner pride.

The name 'Haotian' is the pride of Tang Hao himself and even the entire sect!

But this pride needs to be exchanged for his true love, and Tang Hao would rather not have it!

But! Even though he expressed disbelief at the first moment last night, deep down in his heart, Tang Hao hesitated for the first time about the thoughts of his father and the elders of the sect.

That night, Tang Hao tried hard to recall everything that happened when he and his eldest brother traveled to the mainland, became famous as the "Haotian Double Star", and met Ah Yin, and whether there was any trace of the sect in it.

'Is it the disciple of the sect who happened to pass by after the three of us became brothers and sisters?'

‘After my eldest brother left, Ah Yin and I traveled across the mainland and stayed and ate several times in hotels affiliated with the [Haotian Sect]?’

'Or...'

The more he thought about it, the more desperate Tang Hao became.

Why, when he recalled it, Tang Hao discovered many, many 'details' that he had not paid attention to before.

After the three of them became sworn sworn brothers, the smiles of those sect disciples who casually chatted with each other seemed to have hidden meanings~

While staying with Ah Yin and having meals, the glances thrown at me from time to time were once thought to be reverence and friendliness, but now it seems that they have a sense of surveillance...

Tang Hao once thought that those were coincidences, but now, he no longer believes in coincidences.

Just because all of this is really in line with the expectations of his father and the sect.

As for the [Haotian Sect], which was the most powerful sect in the world back then, it definitely had the ability to control this series of 'coincidences'.

"Haha~" Tang Hao's eyes were full of tears, and he looked at the water in the distance that was carrying a huge force and fell suddenly. When it reached his feet, he calmed down and said in a hoarse voice: "Father, everyone says that my grandfather has unparalleled fighting power."

The greatest genius in the world..."

"But I don't know that as the son of the first generation of 'Haotian Douluo', how can you do nothing?"

"Except for the strength of the titled Douluo, his unparalleled intelligence and scheming are probably the key to your success in developing our [Haotian Sect], right?"

In Tang Hao's heart, his father was always so calm and unhurried, and all the affairs of the sect, large and small, were handled easily and properly in his hands.

This can be seen from the fact that my younger sister Tang Yuehua showed great talent and intelligence at an early age and followed her father's footsteps to learn from her.

"It's a pity~" Tang Hao looked up at the waterfall, closed his eyes in pain, and murmured: "Your son, I am a waste. Not only could I not protect my beloved, but I also could not use A Yin's sacrifice to break through to the realm of my grandfather in one fell swoop.

, and even self-exiled to this day..."

"Ah Yin, I'm sorry for you..."

On the other hand, there is the love of his life, even if he has to sacrifice his life for it, Tang Hao will be happy to do so.

On one side is the sect that has been nurtured and cultivated to this day. The word "Hao" has placed the expectations of his father and even the entire sect.

The first ten-thousand-year-old soul bone that would not be passed down to anyone but the sect leader was obtained at the age of twenty!

The pain, the pain in Tang Hao's heart at this moment, is stronger than the old injuries on his body over the years!

…

On the other side, as the sun rises, "Notting City" begins to glow with life.

At the entrance of the largest hotel in the city, a luxurious carriage was driven by Tang Xiao, who was even more silent, and slowly headed towards the other end of the city.

Looking at Tang Yuehua, Ah Lan, Xue Fei and Liu Erlong who were sitting in a corner of the carriage with tired expressions on their faces, they felt worried and helpless.

With Tang Yuehua's current soul sect-level strength, his physical body is even comparable to that of the Beast Martial Soul Soul King, and he won't be so exhausted even after a mere night's sleep.

Obviously, this is due to the mental exhaustion caused by worry, which is a bit nerve-wracking.
To be continued...