Douluo Continent: Five Thunders Shake the Drums, I am the Thunder Emperor!

Chapter 86 Tang Xiao infiltrates Wuhun City, Tang San: My father is dead?
Three days later.

West Gate of Wuhun City.

A middle-aged merchant dressed in brown cloth slowly entered the city with the flow of people.

He wore a wide-brimmed hat and carried a bundle full of herbs on his shoulder, looking no different from the other merchants passing by.

The Spirit Hall guards stationed in the city checked his pass: "From Star Luo? What brings you into the city?"

"Yes, my lord."

The merchant bowed and scraped, his voice hoarse, "I'm in the medicinal herb business. I heard that Wuhun City is holding a Soul Master Competition recently, so I thought I'd like to see if I can do some business with them."

The guard glanced at the herbs in his bundle and waved his hand impatiently.

"Go in. Remember, martial law is in effect in the city; no one is allowed to wander the streets after dark!"

"Yes, yes, thank you, sir."

The merchant thanked him repeatedly and quickly walked into the city.

After turning a few street corners and confirming that no one was following him, the businessman, who was actually Tang Xiao in disguise, finally relaxed a little.

He pulled his hat brim low and observed the magnificent city.

The city of Wuhun was even more prosperous than he remembered.

The streets are wide and clean, with tall and magnificent buildings on both sides. In the distance, the golden dome of the Papal Palace shines brightly in the sunlight.

"We must find the mistress first."

Tang Xiao thought to himself, and walked towards the Soul Master Competition venue without making a sound.

Along the way, he frequently saw patrolling Spirit Hall guards, each of whom possessed a powerful aura, at least at the Soul Master level.

What alarmed Tang Xiao even more was...

A sense of tension seemed to permeate the air, as if the entire city was on edge.

"Have you heard? The finals are starting tomorrow." Tang Xiao overheard the conversation between two pedestrians on the roadside.

"Yes, it's said that Shrek Academy, the dark horse this time, is very powerful. They even defeated the Spirit Hall Academy!"

"Yes, tomorrow's final match will be between the Heavenly Dou Royal Team and the Shrek Team!"

Because of the Spirit Hall's underhanded dealings.

The Spirit Hall team never faced the Heaven Dou Royal team; instead, they clashed with the Shrek Academy team first and were defeated by Tang San's 'Bat Wing Reincarnation'.

but,

Tang San wasn't much better off; his Eight Spider Lances Soul Bones were shattered.

now,

Upon hearing their conversation, Tang Xiao's eyes narrowed.

"It seems there are no matches today, but Xiao San's Shrek team actually defeated the Spirit Hall team and will participate in the finals tomorrow."

Tang Xiao learned a lot of information from Tang Yuehua's letters.

such as,

Sikong Zhen, this exceptional prodigy, has a grandfather named Sikong Mingde, who was one of the powerful figures who surrounded and killed Tang Hao. He himself was also at odds with Tang San.

"Sikong Zhen, I will surely kill you!"

A cold glint flashed in Tang Xiao's eyes, and he blamed Sikong Zhen for Tang Hao's death as well.

……

It's getting dark.

Tang Xiao had already located the hotel where the Shrek team was staying.

Several trainees in green uniforms stood at the hotel entrance; they were Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar.

Tang Xiao hesitated for a moment before stepping forward.

He went around to the back of the hotel, released his mental energy slightly, and sensed the atmosphere inside.

suddenly,

Tang Xiao's eyes lit up as he discovered a unique fluctuation of soul power, carrying the vitality of Blue Silver Grass and the weight of the Clear Sky Hammer.

"It's the mistress!"

Tang Xiao was overjoyed. Finding the person made things easier; the next step was to find a way to make contact.

……

As night fell completely, Tang Xiao sat down in a small teahouse across from the hotel, ordered a cup of tea, and patiently waited for his opportunity.

Until midnight.

Tang Xiao only took action after most of the hotel lights had been turned off.

With the strength of a peak Douluo, they arrived silently below the hotel.

Tang Xiao lightly leaped onto the windowsill and cautiously knocked on the window, making a sound just loud enough for the person inside to hear without disturbing others.

"Who?" a wary voice immediately rang out.

Tang Xiao used his soul power to seal the room to prevent any sound from coming out, and then said in a deep voice, "Tang San, I am your uncle Tang Xiao."

There was silence for a few seconds inside the window.

Then the window slowly opened a crack.

A young face, bearing a striking resemblance to Tang Hao, appeared behind the gap, its dark eyes filled with wariness.

"Prove your identity," Tang San said coldly, a faint glint of cold light flashing in his hand.

Tang Xiao understood his caution and slowly released the Clear Sky Hammer martial spirit.

"Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul"

Tang San's eyes flickered slightly. "So, you really are my uncle? Why have my father and brother never mentioned you?"

Currently, Tang San only knows that his father is Haotian Douluo.

I don't know much about other things.

Tang San remained wary: "Uncle? What do you want with me?"

Tang Xiao felt a pang of pain in his heart and whispered, "Xiao San, your father... he's gone."

"what?"

Tang San's body trembled violently, and countless emotions flashed in his eyes in an instant. "Impossible! Father, he's the Haotian Douluo, how could this be?"

The news of Tang Hao's death has spread, but it has only spread among the major powers.

Ordinary people are not qualified to know.

As for the extermination of the Power Clan, Tang San didn't know the real reason either, only assuming that it was because they had once again provoked Marquis Weiyuan and Sikong Zhen.

"It was Yu Yuanzhen, Sikong Mingde, Dugu Bo, and the Spirit Hall's Serpent Spear Douluo and Porcupine Douluo who did it."

Tang Xiao's voice was heavy, "I risked coming into the city this time just to get in touch with you."

Tang San's face was deathly pale in the moonlight. He bit his lip so hard that blood seeped from it: "Evidence."

"Without evidence, I don't believe it!"

Tang Xiao took out a tattered piece of clothing from his pocket, which was stained with blood.

"This was sent by your aunt, Tang Yuehua. It has your father's blood and his lingering scent on it."

Tang San took the piece of cloth, his fingers trembling.

When he sensed that familiar presence, his last shred of hope was shattered.

"My father is dead?"

Tang San's tears fell silently.

Back in Heaven Dou City, he had actually made some guesses, since there were only two or three known Title Douluos who possessed the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul.

But before receiving the definitive news, Tang San still held onto some hope.

Now all hope is lost.

Tang San's resentment and killing intent surged wildly.

"Ahhh, I want to avenge my father!" Tang San's eyes were bloodshot, and he was panting heavily.

See this.

Tang Xiao quickly reassured Tang San, "Little San, your uncle will avenge your father! And we already have a plan."

Tang San took a deep breath: "Uncle, what do I need to do?"

"You just need to participate in tomorrow's final as usual."

Tang Xiao said in a deep voice, "Don't show any abnormality. Especially towards that Sikong Zhen, you must not let him notice anything unusual."

The name Sikong Zhen was mentioned.

A cold glint flashed in Tang San's eyes, but he quickly concealed it: "I understand."

"Good boy."

Tang Xiao sighed softly, "If Brother Hao were alive, he would be proud of you."

Outside the window, the moonlight was obscured by a dark cloud, and the room suddenly became dark.

Tang Xiao knew time was running out, and gave one last instruction: "I have to go. Remember, stay calm, and wait until the competition is over!"

Tang San nodded solemnly, watching Tang Xiao leave silently.

The room fell silent again.

Tang San slowly walked to the bedside and sat down, pressing the cloth against his chest as if he could feel his father's last breath.

"Father."

"I will make those people pay the price!" Tang San's voice was so soft it was almost inaudible, yet it contained a deep-seated hatred.

(End of this chapter)