Chapter 123. He could only hold it in.
But despite the raging fury within him, what could he do?
Tang Hao didn't dare randomly pick any Spirit Hall on the continent to vent his anger on.
He'd only previously destroyed a few Spirit Halls, killing a few peasants, and yet the Thousand Thieves had made a fuss, wiping out over half of his Haotian Sect. His father and sister had even been held hostage by the shameless Thousand Thieves.
If he destroyed a few more Spirit Halls, they would bring trouble upon the Haotian Sect. If the Haotian Sect were destroyed, Tang Hao would be ashamed of his ancestors, guilty of sin against heaven and earth, wishing he could understand himself.
Therefore, the raging fury within Tang Hao could only be—held in!
Tang Hao's eyes blazed red, and he panted heavily, "Qian Zei, don't be complacent. As long as, as long as Xiao San develops his twin spirits to their full potential, then it will be the end of your Spirit Hall. I will repay you for every humiliation you've inflicted upon us."
With these harsh words, Tang Hao's restless heart eased slightly when he thought of Xiao San's twin spirits.
Unable to serve the sect, and having caused such a huge incident for it, Tang Hao couldn't face returning to the Haotian Sect. He knew the Haotian Sect hated the Spirit Hall the most, but they also hated him with a vengeance.
With this in mind, Tang Hao turned and left, intent on finding the person who had taken Ah Yin.
However, Tang Hao refused to return to the Haotian Sect, and someone from the Haotian Sect approached him.
The Haotian Sect and Tang Hao had always had a secret connection, and that connection remained intact.
Tang Hao looked at the rat before him. The rat stared at Tang Hao, its eyes gleaming with hatred, yet it suppressed its anger.
"Tang Hao, I've risked my life to come to you this time to convey the sect's will."
Tang Hao knelt on the spot, knocking his head against the ground. "Tang Hao, accept the order."
Seeing Tang Hao's actions, the rat breathed a sigh of relief. He had feared Tang Hao would become enraged and swing his hammer at him. Seeing that Tang Hao still maintained respect for the Haotian Sect, he read out the Haotian Sect's will.
"This is the will of Haotian Sect Master Tang Xuan. Tang Hao, you have caused trouble on the continent, causing our Haotian Sect to offend the Spirit Hall and leading to today's bloody disaster. The Haotian Sect once again declares that you are permanently expelled from the Haotian Sect and are forbidden to join."
Tang Hao's heart trembled at these words. The Haotian Sect was his home. Although he had left the Haotian Sect in the past, he could always return whenever he wanted. Now, the door to his home was closed, leaving him, Tang Hao, a homeless man.
Of course, the Haotian Sect dared not utter a single complaint against the sect, their fury directed solely at the Spirit Hall. Tang Hao's resentment intensified.
But thinking of the Haotian Sect, of his father and sister in the Spirit Hall's hands, even if Tang Hao felt a rage that could burn the heavens, he could only—hold it in!
"Haotian Douluo is an honorary title bestowed upon the Haotian Sect. Those who have received this title throughout the ages have all made outstanding contributions to the Haotian Sect. Tang Hao, you have achieved the Titled Douluo title, but you have never spent a single day in the Haotian Sect. Nothing you have done has ever benefited the Haotian Sect. Your contributions to the sect have only fueled trouble on the continent, causing the Spirit Hall to vent their wrath upon our Haotian Sect, bringing upon it a bloody disaster. Tang Hao, you have made no contribution to the Haotian Sect, but instead brought disaster upon it. What qualifications do you have to hold such a glorious title?" The rat was both reading the Haotian Sect's imperial edict and questioning Tang Hao.
Upon hearing this, Tang Hao's face flushed red!
Thinking carefully, he realized that since becoming a Titled Douluo, he hadn't spent a single day in the Haotian Sect, nor had he done anything for the Haotian Sect, yet he had taken away the Haotian Sect's glory, the title of Haotian Douluo. Now that it was mentioned, he felt ashamed.
"In this regard, following the decision of the Sect Master, the elders, and the disciples of the Haotian Sect, your title has been stripped. From now on, you may no longer call yourself Haotian Douluo."
Tang Hao remained silent, his head lowered.
For a Titled Douluo, stripping his title was a truly humiliating thing.
Clear Sky Douluo—what a glorious title! He'd always been proud of it. His fame rang loudly throughout the continent. Upon receiving the title, he'd struck the Spirit Hall's Pope to pieces with a single blow, killed a Spirit Hall elder with a single blow, and crippled a Spirit Hall elder with a single blow. Though he'd spent the past six years consumed by the grief of Ah Yin's death, a faint tinge of pride in his past achievements remained.
Yet, the Clear Sky Sect was about to strip him of his pride. The Clear Sky Title?
Tang Hao had no complaints. He felt guilty towards the Clear Sky Sect, so he naturally didn't dare to accept the title, nor did he dare to complain about it. What could he do with the humiliation? "
Thousand Thief, this is all your fault. Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor. I, Tang Hao, committed this. If you dare to trouble me, Tang Hao, why are you harassing my sect?"
Tang Hao's hatred for Qian Xunji reached a new height. He wished he could kill the Haotian Sect and destroy it, cut Qian Xunji into pieces and eat him alive, cut his flesh to feed dogs, and use his skull as a urinal.
But thinking of his sister, his father, and the Haotian Sect he felt so guilty about, Tang Hao could only hold back the rage of the Burning Silence Universe in his heart!
"Finally, Tang Hao, since you have been expelled from the Haotian Sect, the two soul bones in your body are the inherited soul bones of the Haotian Sect and should be returned to the Haotian Sect. Do you have any objections to the three sentences issued by the Haotian Sect against you?"
Tang Hao heard this final sentence and his body couldn't help but resist. Originally, he felt guilty about the Haotian Sect and was mentally prepared to accept any punishment from the Haotian Sect.
But upon hearing that the Haotian Sect intended to deprive him of his soul bones, Tang Hao refused. It wasn't out of selfishness; in the original novel, the Haotian Sect hadn't demanded the return of soul bones, yet Tang Hao had returned them anyway. Naturally, Tang Hao had considered returning these two soul bones, but not now. He had to maintain his strength, protect Xiao San, and look forward to her growth.
Returning these two soul bones to the Haotian Sect would be like cutting off an arm and a leg, leaving him crippled. Xiao San was still weak, and without an arm and a leg, what would he do when faced with an unsolvable problem?
Tang Hao, with a troubled expression, said, "I voluntarily accept the Haotian Sect's punishment, but I can't return these soul bones to the sect for the time being."
"Tang Hao—are you trying to disobey the sect's orders?" Haozi asked, his voice threatening.
Tang Hao replied, "Not really. I, Tang Hao, promise to return these two soul bones, but please give me some time."
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