The next day, Lin Ya went to Tang Hao's house. With her head down and a disappointed expression on her face, she said to Tang Hao, who was tidying the house, "Uncle Tang Hao, perhaps I'll have to leave."
Tang Hao stopped moving and replied with a simple "Hmm." His heart was extremely divided; he wanted Lin Ya to leave soon, but at the same time he didn't want her to go. Every time he saw her, he remembered his Ah Yin.
After a moment of silence, Lin Ya had no choice but to retreat. Seeing Tang Hao's silence, she was also somewhat unsure what to do, so she opted to retreat before advancing.
As soon as Lin Ya left the courtyard, Tang Hao's voice came from behind, saying, "When are you leaving?"
Stopping abruptly, Lin Ya turned around and flashed a smile, saying, "Tomorrow."
She had no idea how much that smile would hurt Tang Hao.
Staring intently at Lin Ya as she smiled radiantly in the sunlight, Tang Hao suppressed the urge to embrace her. He repeated to himself that she wasn't his Ah Yin, she wasn't... No one could ever replace his Ah Yin!
Being stared at so intensely by Tang Hao, Lin Ya felt a wave of revulsion. She resisted the urge to summon the secret celestial ruler of a hundred transformations and beat him to death, quickly moving her short legs to escape that troublesome place.
Staring intently at Lin Ya's back as she walked away, a fierce look flashed across Tang Hao's eyes as he thought to himself, "It's all your fault for looking too much like her. Ah Yin can only belong to me forever!..."
Upon returning to the wooden cabin, Lin Ya had no idea that Tang Hao already harbored ill intentions towards her. She patted her chest, a persistent expression of fear on her face.
"Very scary. I swear, this is the first and last time I participate in any kind of RPG!"
Time flew by, and the next morning, Lin Ya boarded a carriage bound for Nuoding City, leaving the Holy Spirit Village behind.
In the bumpy carriage, Lin Ya used the shared vision of the Blue Silver Grass to monitor Tang Hao's every move. Seeing that he hadn't moved, she couldn't help but feel relieved.
Although the journey to the city of Nuoding was not long, the carriage was loaded with a pile of wood and three people, so the speed was quite slow. Soon afternoon arrived.
At sunset, the carriage owner planned to camp overnight.
The carriage stopped and, after finding a clearing in the nearby woods, the group pitched their tents.
As soon as the tents were ready, one of the women pointed to the tent next door and said, "Girl, why don't you just share the tent with me tonight?"
"I don't mind at all. When you're transporting goods, it's normal to sleep outdoors. I didn't even have to deal with that when I lived alone." Lin Ya shook her head with a light laugh.
The woman nodded with a smile and praised Lin Ya for being sensible.
Midnight soon arrived. Lin Ya, who had been fast asleep in the tent, suddenly opened her eyes. A cold glint passed through them as she murmured, "So you came after all, Tang Hao!"
With those words, she quickly activated her ability with the spirit ring. Threads of mist spread, enveloping the two tents and causing the couple to sleep even more deeply.
Then Lin Ya stood up, tore a piece of cloth from her clothes, and picked up a piece of charred wood from the bonfire outside. On the cloth, she wrote: "Uncle and Aunt, I have been taken in by my relatives. You don't need to worry about me. My brother Lin Nuo will come to thank you in the future. Don't worry, Lin Ya."
After finishing, Lin Ya didn't immediately abandon the cloth. Instead of leaving, she crawled back into the tent and continued pretending to sleep.
After waiting a while, Lin Ya finally got up, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and put the prepared cloth away on her bed before leaving the tent.
As soon as she left, Lin Ya felt overwhelmed by a surge of mental strength. She acted as if she hadn't noticed, pretending to have woken up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom. Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she moved away from the camp and found a bush for privacy.
As soon as she crouched down, a dark shadow appeared before her. Before she could even look up, a sharp pain shot through the back of her neck. Her head fell back and she lost consciousness.
Tang Hao picked Lin Ya up in his arms and disappeared without a trace in a few leaps.
Squinting through a small crack, Lin Ya watched the landscape below rapidly recede. She discovered that Tang Hao was flying with her under his arm.
She quickly closed her eyes, knowing that this was a bad angle to attack. To deal with Tang Hao, she needed to deliver a fatal blow, so all she could do was wait for the right moment.
After flying for half an hour, the sound of running water reached Lin Ya's ears. Immediately afterward, she felt herself entering a damp cave.
*Thump...*
Tang Hao threw Lin Ya to the ground and walked to the center of the cave. Standing before a stalk of Silver-Blue Golden Grass on a mound of earth, he said, "Ah Yin, look at this little girl. She looks a lot like you."
"Ah Yin, I miss you. I miss you so much. Especially every day, when I see you, I think of you and the days we spent together. You know? My father died, the Clear Sky Sect sealed its gates and abandoned me... It all started because of me. I sacrificed so much for our love. I won't let you fall into the arms of another, even if he only looks like you. So, let me be selfish for once and destroy you with my own hands!"
The more Tang Hao spoke, the more distorted his expression became. At the same time, he unleashed his murderous intent without any disguise.
The temperature around them dropped several degrees in an instant. The horrific murderous intent even made Lin Ya, who was "unconscious," tremble all over.
The silvery-blue grass with golden patterns swayed gently, attempting to comfort the distraught Tang Hao. However, she had barely recovered and was completely unable to muster the mental strength to awaken him.
As he turned around, spiritual power emanated from Tang Hao's body. Two yellow rings, two purple ones, four black ones, and one red one—nine spiritual rings—appeared in sequence. Especially that blood-red, 100,000-year-old spiritual ring, reflecting his distorted face, made him look as terrifying as an evil ghost.
Wielding the Clear Sky Hammer, Tang Hao approached Lin Ya, who was unconscious, step by step.
Sensing Tang Hao's approach, the terrifying pressure of the Titled Douluo didn't cause Lin Ya to panic. Instead, it cleared her mind, granting her absolute calm and discernment.
Lying on the ground and using her body as cover, the secret celestial ruler of a hundred transformations, curled up, silently appeared in Lin Ya's palm.
With a slight gleam, the secret celestial ruler of a hundred transformations rapidly changed form. If Tang San or the elders of the Tang Sect were to see the appearance of the secret celestial ruler of a hundred transformations now, they would surely exclaim, "Torrential Pear Blossom Needle!"
What Lin Ya had transformed was, in fact, the Torrential Pear Blossom Needle, one of the Three Great Hidden Weapons of the Tang Sect. The reason she was able to transform it was thanks to Tang San's "personal guidance."
Sometimes, Lin Ya had to admit that Tang San was truly a genius.
As Tang Hao drew closer, the pressure on Lin Ya intensified. If she hadn't protected herself with a layer of illusion, she would have already exposed a flaw.
"To die at the hands of the great Douluo of the Clear Sky can be considered an honor..." With a contorted face, Tang Hao slowly raised the Hammer of the Clear Sky in his hand...