Chapter 122: Tang Hao is Deceived
Hu Liena didn't like being touched by men.
Even Yan, her partner who had been pursuing her for several years, was not a match for Hu Liena. She had never even let him hold her hand.
But Qi Tian, whom she had only known for less than half an hour, took her hand.
If it weren't for Qi Tian's good looks and the fact that he was someone the Pope valued, she would have exploded long ago.
As someone who was attracted to good-looking men, Hu Liena found Qi Tian to be exactly her type.
So Hu Liena just became indifferent, but she wasn't really angry inside.
She broke free from Qi Tian's grasp and stepped into the cell, but the next moment she blushed and retreated.
Although she didn't see the whole picture, she did see the backs of those people, and it was truly an eyesore.
If she saw the full frontal view, she felt she would have to find some special Soul Master to erase her memories.
She was already sixteen or seventeen years old, which was considered an adult in this world, and she wasn't completely ignorant.
"I'm sorry—I misunderstood you!" Hu Liena said to Qi Tian, blushing.
She only realised now that Qi Tian had sensed what was happening inside, which was why he had pulled her back.
"It's alright!" Qi Tian said calmly.
He didn't go in, but planned to wait until the people inside finished torturing Tang Hao before going in.
He had no interest in memorising such an offensive scene.
Hu Liena was secretly annoyed by Qi Tian's sudden change in attitude. Why was he so petty?
She didn't scold or hit him, so why was he so cold to her?
Hu Liena looked up at Qi Tian's face—it was unclear whether she was washing her eyes or thinking about something.
After a long while, the damp cell fell silent, with several burly men inside saying, "That was awesome!"
The jailer came over and took the burly men to another cell. Considering that Hu Liena was outside the cell, the jailer made them all put on their clothes.
Qi Tian then entered the cell, while Hu Liena waited outside without going in.
The cell reeked of a foul stench. Tang Hao, his face ashen, was suspended in a wooden tube, his eyes lifeless.
He heard the noise but didn't look up at Qi Tian, assuming that Qi Tian had also come to torment him.
"Kill me!" Tang Hao's voice was hoarse.
After a few days, Tang Hao was no longer recognisable as a human being, and Qi Tian couldn't bear to look at him anymore.
"Your Majesty Clear Sky, it's me. How did you become like this?" Qi Tian asked.
Tang Hao heard a familiar voice, looked up, and saw that the person in front of him was actually the master.
"Master, what are you doing here?" Tang Hao felt no joy at meeting an old friend in a foreign land—only extreme shame.
He was shocked to be seen in this state by an acquaintance who was also his son's teacher.
For a moment Tang Hao was already determined to die, but unfortunately his soul power was imprisoned, so he couldn't use spirit skills or even spirit bone skills.
"Master, were you also captured by Spirit Hall? What happened to Xiao San?" Tang Hao asked, barely suppressing his shame.
This master was, of course, Qi Tian in disguise.
He had absorbed the head's intelligence spirit bone, and his disguise was so convincing that even a Titled Douluo couldn't see through it—let alone Tang Hao, whose soul power had dropped to level 50.
"Your Majesty, I was not arrested—I came in on my own!" Qi Tian said.
"You're one of their people?" Tang Hao asked incredulously.
Qi Tian shook his head. "Your Majesty, you misunderstand. I only have a past grudge with Spirit Hall."
He told Tang Hao a story about Yu Xiaogang's original fate, and the truth became part of the story, so Tang Hao believed it to some extent.
"I never imagined you had this kind of relationship with that woman!"
What Tang Hao found most unbelievable in this story was that Yu Xiaogang had actually dated the Pope.
"Yes—that's why I'm hiding and afraid to see Bibi Dong. I'm afraid she'll blame me, and I'm also afraid she'll kill me!"
"Alas—it's all Qian Xunji's fault. He stole my theories, broke me up with Bibi Dong, and expelled me from Spirit Hall!"
"If it weren't for him, I… I'm afraid I could have saved you!"
"Unlike now—even coming here to see you requires squandering the friendship I once had with Bibi Dong," Qi Tian said bitterly.
Tang Hao was in a daze and gave Qi Tian a deep look.
"Master, you've risked coming here to find me—is there something you need?" Tang Hao asked.
Qi Tian nodded. "That's right—it's about Xiao San!"
"For some reason, Bibi Dong learned the true identity of the Moon Pavilion's owner and has already destroyed Moon Pavilion!"
"Xiao San finally found a small village outside the Clear Sky Sect, but was driven out by the disciples of the Clear Sky Sect."
"Your Majesty, I'm afraid I cannot complete the task you entrusted to me."
Tang Hao was stunned. He suddenly remembered that his sister Tang Yuehua had once told him that Bibi Dong had used her domain to treat psychological issues at Moon Pavilion when she was young.
Could it be that was when she was exposed, which led to Spirit Hall targeting his sister's Moon Pavilion?
"Yuehua! It's all my fault!" Tang Hao was heartbroken, believing that he was responsible for the deaths of his father and sister.
Tang Yuehua had always been on his side. If she were to mediate, Tang San's return to the sect would be much smoother.
Now that his sister was in trouble, he knew that it would be difficult for the sect to accept his son back into the clan.
However, if Tang San could not learn the secret techniques of the Clear Sky Hammer, much of his potential would be wasted.
"No—we must make sure Xiao San learns the secret techniques of the Clear Sky Sect!"
"Father, grandfather—I'm sorry. I didn't mean to spread the secret technique. I just wanted to avenge our sect!"
"I will bear the blame for spreading the secret techniques!" Tang Hao thought to himself.
"Master, this is not your fault—it's my fault. I didn't know the sect held such a strong grudge against me!"
"Master, if Xiao San cannot be recognised as a member of the clan, he will not be able to learn how to use the Clear Sky Hammer."
"I have some secret techniques for cultivating the Clear Sky Hammer. Please be sure to give them to Xiao San and have him hide them and cultivate them!"
"When he has achieved mastery in his cultivation, I will have him avenge me, Yuehua, and the sect!" Tang Hao said.
Qi Tian frowned, feigning difficulty. "But this is a secret technique of the Clear Sky Sect. Wouldn't it be inappropriate for an outsider like me to teach it?"
"Besides, I don't understand the Clear Sky Hammer—so how can I properly teach Xiao San?"
Tang Hao said, "It's alright, Master. In a life-or-death situation, what's a little secret technique?"
"As for passing on the skills to Xiao San, I believe you can do it, Master—and I also believe in Xiao San's talent!"
Upon hearing this, Qi Tian immediately pretended to swear an oath.
"Your Majesty, rest assured—I swear I will teach Xiao San cultivation properly. If the secret techniques are leaked, I will make sure Yu Xiaogang suffers a terrible death!"
Tang Hao felt even more at ease with the "master" and handed over all the secret techniques he had learned to Qi Tian.
This included the Nine Absolutes of Clear Sky, methods for sealing soul power to break through limits, the Great Sumeru Hammer, and even the method for using the God of Slaughter Domain.
The Great Sumeru Hammer technique was originally only taught to sect leaders, but Tang Hao didn't care about that anymore.
As if giving his last words, he passed all these things on to Qi Tian in one go.
Finally he spoke. "Master, please see me off on my final journey!"
"I still have two spirit bones in my head and chest cavity. Take them to Xiao San as well, so he can cultivate properly!"
Qi Tian simply looked at him, smiled mysteriously, and then left the cell.
Tang Hao's heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad feeling.
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