Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Black Dragon, I am the Lord of the Gods

Chapter 173 As it should be
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Qian Renxue took a deep breath and looked up. "Do you have a relationship with Tang Hao?"

“Yes,” Xuanming said.

Qian Renxue's eyes narrowed. "What relationship? When?"

“I’m his brother-in-law, wasn’t it you who set up this connection?” Xuanming said.

"You're the one who sent me to Yuexuan, and you're the one who started all the rumors."

Qian Renxue's expression froze. "That's snow..."

“Now that we’ve come this far, there’s no need for pretense anymore, is there?” Xuanming said.

"His Royal Highness."

"..."

Qian Renxue was silent for a moment, then asked, "When...did you find out?"

“You two have such a good relationship, yet you never appear in front of me together, and many of your unintentional habits are exactly the same as his,” Xuanming said.

"Eight years. I'm not blind, nor am I stupid."

"Then why don't you expose me?" Qian Renxue asked.

"I may lack manners, but I'm not brainless," Xuanming said calmly.

"So you were exposed, and then you killed me to silence me?"

Qian Renxue was speechless for a moment, "Then where did you get your 100,000-year-old soul bone and the Blue Silver Emperor?"

"I found it," Xuanming said.

"Do you think I believe that?" Qian Renxue narrowed her eyes slightly.

"This is a 100,000-year-old soul bone, the Blue Silver Emperor! Not some roadside stone or weed!"

"Do as you please," Xuanming said calmly.

"..."

"When did you pick it up?" Qian Renxue asked.

"Six years ago, didn't you see me carrying such a huge pot of Blue Silver Emperor?" Xuanming asked in confusion.

Qian Renxue was taken aback and began to think back carefully.

When Xuanming returned to Tiandou City after disappearing for several months, she was indeed carrying a pot of Blue Silver Grass, but she didn't pay attention to it at the time. Now that she thinks about it, that pot of Blue Silver Grass was indeed somewhat different from others.

"Then who taught you how to use the ring-breaking technique?" Qian Renxue asked.

"Is destroying the spirit ring the same as exploding it?" Xuanming asked rhetorically.

"So, wouldn't anyone with a few hairs stuck in their back be an angel, and anyone wielding a hammer and smashing people be from the Haotian Sect?"

"baffling."

Qian Renxue's eyes twitched slightly. "Then who taught you this?"

“I did it myself,” Xuanming said.

"Do you think I believe that?" Qian Renxue said.

"That kind of move could kill you in an instant!"

"Do as you please," Xuanming said.

"..."

"Do you...hate me?" Qian Renxue asked.

"Hate?" Xuanming was slightly taken aback.

"Why would you ask such a pointless question?"

"The law of the jungle, that's what you say. I'm weak, so I deserve whatever I suffer. You're strong, so whatever you do is right."

“I didn’t accept this rule at first, but you have shown me time and time again that I have to accept it.”

"As you wish, I accept it. I have accepted all that I should suffer as a weak person."

"Since everything is as it should be, where does the hatred come from?"

Hearing Xuanming's words, Qian Renxue felt as if she had been struck by a heavy hammer, her heart rippled with complex emotions. Her lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she was speechless for a moment. She just stared at Xuanming quietly, her eyes filled with guilt and self-reproach.

After a long silence, Qian Renxue finally spoke slowly: "Xuanming, I was wrong in the past. I used any means necessary to achieve my goals and never considered your feelings. I'm sorry, I..."

“You’re not wrong,” Xuanming interrupted.

"Strong is right, weak is wrong, that's what you say."

"You are still better than me now, and it's not time for you to be wrong yet."

Qian Renxue's face turned deathly pale instantly, and her hands clenched involuntarily, her nails digging deep into her palms.

“Xuanming…I…” Qian Renxue’s voice trembled slightly, and tears welled up in her eyes. She tried to reach out and grab Xuanming’s sleeve, but stopped in mid-air, as if afraid that her touch would provoke even deeper disgust.

"You didn't come in here to talk nonsense with me, did you?" Xuanming asked.

Qian Renxue took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. She bit her lip and said, "Xuanming, I know it's too late to say anything now, but I really want to make it up to you. I... I don't want to lose you."

"I know you might think that with the Pope around, she can protect you, but I can tell you very clearly, she can't protect you!"

“Three days ago, Grandpa sent orders back to Wuhun City. The other six elders of the Hall of Worship have all been mobilized, and the Angel Legion is on standby, ready to forcibly seize power from the Pope at any time!”

"If we really fight, you will all die!"

During the search for Sunset Forest, her grandfather told her that he originally did not intend to completely break ties with the Pope. Even if he kidnapped Xuanming, it was only to see if she really cared about Xuanming that much, and he also wanted to use this opportunity to help her restore this strained relationship.

However, the Blue Silver Emperor on Xuanming's body, the 100,000-year-old soul bone, and the move that was exactly the same as the exploding ring made her grandfather want to kill her!
Moreover, in order to save Xuanming, the Pope directly threatened her grandfather with her life, and afterwards did not return to the Martial Soul Temple.

They're now just one step away from a complete falling out and resorting to violence!

The six elders are currently outside Sunset Forest. Once a conflict breaks out here, they will rush in immediately to ensure that all those in the know are dealt with without fail, so as to prevent any unrest in the Spirit Hall and minimize the impact on the Heaven Dou Empire's plans.

As for the deaths of the Pope and Xuanming, they will all be attributed to Tang Hao!

Tang Hao, this is a foolproof excuse that no one can refute!

Because that madman once killed the Pope!
No matter how crazy he does, everyone can accept it!
……

"Tang Hao is hiding in here?"

On the outskirts of Sunset Forest, the other six worshippers, led by Golden Crocodile, had already arrived.

“It should be,” said Golden Crocodile Douluo.

"That kid learned how to use the 'ring explosion' technique. No one but Tang Hao could teach him that move."

"Breaking the rings...can he really learn that?" Guangling Douluo asked doubtfully.

"I can't figure it out either," said Golden Crocodile Douluo, his brows furrowed.

He had never seen a ring-exploding device before, but he had heard of it decades ago. Back when Tang Chen had just reached the title of Douluo, the Spirit Hall had actually secretly dispatched a titled Douluo to try to eliminate him, but the outcome was even more tragic than that of Qian Xunji.

Total destruction!

Even when Qian Daoliu, the judge elder, personally took action, he was unable to kill Tang Chen.

Qian Daoliu had been trying to kill Tang Chen for decades. Ever since that guy reached the Title Douluo level, Qian Daoliu had never given up on this matter, but he had never succeeded.

The root of all this is the Ring Explosion, which is also Tang Chen's signature technique. It is the ultimate secret technique that guy developed by combining the Great Sumeru Hammer, which has been passed down for thousands of years by the Haotian Sect.

It was also thanks to the exploding ring that Tang Chen was able to survive to level 99 under Qian Daoliu's command.

The power of the exploding ring is indeed terrifying, but it is also extremely dangerous. According to the information Qian Daoliu learned from Tang Chen, before reaching the level 70 Soul Saint and mastering the unity of weapon and soul, one is not even qualified to touch the Great Sumeru Hammer, let alone the exploding ring!
This kid is only at the Soul Master level, how could he possibly have learned something like that?

"Second Brother, isn't the Great Sumeru Hammer a closely guarded secret of the Clear Sky Sect, one that only the sect leader of each generation is qualified to learn?" said Light Feather Douluo.

"Tang Hao would teach that kid something like this?"

“There are still 100,000-year-old soul bones left,” said Demon-Slaying Douluo.

"Has Tang Hao lost his mind? Giving that kind of treasure to that kid?"

"Could that kid be Tang Hao's illegitimate son?"

"Alright, stop asking. You're talking like you know everything," Golden Crocodile Douluo interrupted.

"Besides, no matter what happened, they are all going to die today."

"These things are no longer important."

(End of this chapter)