Douluo: I am a peerless demigod, and I accept Qian Renxue as my disciple!

Chapter 57: Crushing bones and ashes
Holy Soul Village.

Standing outside the Holy Soul Village, Su Bai had a clear view of the scene inside the village.

Seeing the young figure behind the mountain, Su Bai rubbed his chin.

"According to the information provided by the Spirit Hall, the little punk seems to be only one year old?"

"One and a half years old at most!"

After observing for a long time, Su Bai finally came to a conclusion.

"Tang Hao is truly born! He is comparable to Qianxunji!"

Letting a one and a half year old child go out to work, this world-famous Haotian Douluo is really awesome!
If Tang San had not been reincarnated, he would have had the memories of his previous life, and had not practiced Xuantian Gong since birth.

I'm afraid he would have been tortured to death by Tang Hao, who is like his stepfather.

Even if he is not tortured to death, the little punk, who has been squeezed dry since childhood and has not received any nutritional supplements, will be ruined.

Any normal person would not treat his own flesh and blood like this, only... Grass Douluo would do that.

I really don’t know how much Tang San lacked love in his previous life to be like a fool and “acknowledge a thief as his father”.

In this situation, if it were Xiao Yan.

Not burning Tang Hao's ashes was considered a kindness on his part.

I thought of the amiable scene in the original book where their family was very harmonious.

Su Bai finally sighed.

"As expected of a little punk..."

I really don't know whether the little punk's tolerance is big or small?

If you keep saying this every day, you are doomed to die.

He was so tolerant towards Tang Hao, who had abused him since childhood.

Moreover, for the sake of his "kind father", our comrade Xiao Biesan truly demonstrated his double standards.

Before my strength weakened, I apologized to all the elders of the sect on behalf of my father.

When he grows up strong enough, what crime has my father committed? !
Damn! A man who walks around the continent with a 100,000-year-old soul beast every day, afraid that others don't know.

A man who sacrificed his wife, whether intentionally or accidentally!
A man who abused his children after his wife died!
A man who single-handedly killed the Pope and two elders of the Spirit Hall, and then let the sect and the family take the blame!
What crime is this?!
This guy is almost not a human being!

Let the sect and family bear the consequences for the mistakes you made.

Damn it! The Haotian Sect was almost destroyed!

You have become famous all over the world, and you have taken revenge with pleasure!
But you left behind a powerful enemy like the Spirit Hall for the family that gave birth to you and raised you!
So fucking awesome!
Thinking back to the days when the Haotian Sect was the leader of the top three sects, it was so prestigious!
But now...

Just a stray dog ​​who can only hide in the mountains.

If Qian Daoliu had not been concerned about Tang Chen's existence, the Haotian Sect would probably have been completely removed from the mainland a year ago.

"Grandpa Jack."

The thin and small Tang San carried the tree branches he had picked up on his back and shouted to Old Jack.

"Hey, it's little Tang San!"

Old Jack greeted him with a smile, but when he saw the small bundle of firewood behind Tang San.

His expression immediately fell, and he said angrily:
"Didn't I tell you to let your dad do all this work? How old are you this year? Tang Hao was really born!"

"Grandpa Jack!"

Tang San stared at Old Jack angrily, he would not allow anyone to insult his father, even though he was really a born.

Old Jack picked up the firewood that Tang Xiaosan was carrying on his back and slapped him on the head.

"Come on! Take me to see your father! Seriously! I've told him several times!"

"You're less than two years old. Other two-year-olds have just learned to walk, and he lets you fetch firewood!"

"I don't know how he can be such a father!"

Pulling Tang Xiaosan, Old Jack walked towards Tang Hao's house angrily.

Su Bai, floating high in the sky, squinted his eyes as he watched the scene below and followed quietly.

He had been exploring here for a long time, but did not find the divinity in Dugu Bo.

This made him a little suspicious. Could it be that he had to wait until he took action before that thing would appear?

"Tang Hao!"

Old Jack pushed open the dilapidated door with force and roared towards the inside of the house.

Tang Hao, who was sleeping in the inner room, rubbed his sleepy face and said incoherently:

"Xiao San, are you back?"

"Old Jack, what are you doing in my house?" Old Jack looked at Tang Hao's slovenly appearance and became even angrier.

"Tang Hao, do you know how old Xiao San is? You let a one and a half year old child pick firewood for you, are you still a human being?"

When Tang San saw Old Jack scolding his father in front of him, he couldn't stand it anymore.

"Grandpa Jack, my dad..."

"Old Jack! It's none of your business to interfere in my family affairs. Get out! Get out!"

Before Tang San could persuade him, Tang Hao arrogantly "invited" Old Jack to leave.

"Tang Hao! You are not worthy of being a father!"

Old Jack walked outside, cursing.

Hearing Old Jack's words, Tang Hao's heart ached.

"dad……"

Looking at his and Ah Yin's son, Tang Hao felt a little reluctant.

But soon, this trace of reluctance disappeared.

"Put the pot on the fire! I want to have porridge today!"

"Yes! Dad!"

Su Bai, who was standing in the sky, cursed inwardly, "Born!"

Then, he attacked without mercy.

Since his spiritual sense cannot detect it, he will kill Tang San first!
He just didn't believe that after he killed Tang San, that thing wouldn't appear.

However, just as he was about to take action, an idea suddenly popped into his mind.

"Killing like this is too straightforward. Do you want to try another method?"

"Ah!"

Su Bai sneered and looked up at the sky.

"Who influenced Dugu Bo? He is indeed your biological father!"

This kind of influence is simply impossible for the gods in the divine world to achieve.

It's nothing more than strength and ability.

This mysterious ability.

There is only one thing in the entire Douluo Continent that can do this.

That is.

Heaven!

"A mere Douluo Tiandao can actually develop such a method. I really underestimated you!"

"But, that's all!"

"not good!"

Tang Hao's heart was filled with warning signs, although he didn't see anything or detect anything.

But he felt extremely dangerous now, and there was a voice in his head urging him to leave quickly.
However, as soon as his hand touched Tang San who was cooking, it was too late.

A huge dragon roar was heard from the sky above the Holy Soul Village.

Su Bai slowly stretched out a hand and slapped it downwards.

"boom!"

The huge smoke and dust dissipated, and a huge dragon claw handprint was imprinted on the ground.

Looking at the father and son who were beaten to death by him, Su Bai waved his hand.

Their dead bodies came before him.

"boom!"

After being completely reduced to dust, he disappeared from the spot in a flash.

……

Walking halfway.

Su Bai was just breathing a sigh of relief at having dealt with Tang Hao and his son so easily.

Suddenly I realized something was wrong.

"It seems...too simple?"

(End of this chapter)