357: Chapter 357 Ah Yin: Filial Piety Produced Through Spare the Hand

"Little San, greet your father, speak properly, and don't make me lose my Life Qi."

Ah Yin looked at Tang San very seriously.

The tips of Tang San's ears turned red, and the blood rushed to his head.

Calling his enemy 'father'—he couldn't do it, he just couldn't.

Beside him, Tang Hao was also trembling all over.

Watching Ah Yin make Tang San acknowledge his father.

The humiliation in Tang Hao's mind reached its peak.

At this moment.

How he wanted to rush up and question Ah Yin.

Who was more important, Tang San or Su Wen?!

"Little San, Ah Yin is talking to you."

Xiao Wu crossed her arms and looked at Tang San with some dissatisfaction: "Little San, if you won't even listen to your mother, I won't talk to you in the future. How can you be so unfilial?"

"Xiao Wu... I..."

The grievance in Tang San's heart was about to overflow.

"Aunt Ah Yin, you have no idea how the Holy Son of Spirit Hall treats Little San."

Dai Mubai really couldn't watch anymore and finally couldn't help but speak up.

"This is my family matter; I hope you will not interfere lightly."

Ah Yin looked at him with some slight anger.

Dai Mubai opened his mouth, somewhat speechless.

"Little San, have you grown up and no longer recognize me?"

Ah Yin's voice sounded somewhat angry.

The surrounding audience and members of the various academies all looked over.

Countless gazes fell densely upon Tang San, carrying curiosity, a desire to watch the show, playfulness, and even more, a sense of gossip.

"Ah Yin!"

Xiao Rou stood out, trembling all over, unable to watch any longer. How could Ah Yin be like this?

Her voice was full of questioning: "Ah Yin, how could you become like this? How can you force Little San? Do you know how this Su Wen treated me?"

Silence.

Everyone's gaze fell on Xiao Rou.

Their eyes filled with surprise and shock.

"Slap!"

Ah Yin went up and slapped Xiao Rou heavily on the face: "What nonsense are you spouting? My husband wouldn't take a fancy to some cheap goods like you. Spreading rumors here, be careful or I'll make you pay."

The gossiping hearts of the surrounding people were instantly suppressed.

That's right.

Although Xiao Rou had some beauty, the gap between her and the woman beside the Holy Son of Spirit Hall was still very large.

Some people had even recognized Xiao Rou's identity.

It was just that she had an extra piece of clothing today.

Making them fail to recognize her for a moment.

Now that they thought about it, it made sense; the Holy Son of Spirit Hall would not take a fancy to this kind of merchandise.

"Ah Yin, it's not that, I..."

A Rou was stunned by the slap, and for a moment, she didn't know how to explain.

The words 'I am Tang Hao' reached her lips, but Xiao Rou swallowed them back.

She subconsciously touched her lower abdomen.

Admitting she was Tang Hao in front of everyone.

Everyone on the entire continent would know.

Then even if she recovered her identity later.

Tang Hao would have no face to live in this world.

Xiao Rou felt aggrieved in her heart.

She could only helplessly retreat silently.

Ah Yin ignored her and looked at Tang San with oppressive eyes: "Little San."

"I, I..."

Tang San lowered his head slightly, his voice pressed extremely low, and with a grievance that almost made him grind his teeth, he squeezed two words from his throat: "Father!"

"Hey, good child."

Su Wen smiled, stepped forward, and patted Tang San on the shoulder, his voice a bit loud: "From now on, you are a person of Spirit Hall. After the Spirit Master Competition, enter Spirit Hall to Cultivate. In the future, you will definitely be able to become a Titled Douluo Elder of Spirit Hall. Since you are my good eldest son, I cannot open the back door for you. After the competition ends, go to Spirit Hall and start by Awakening Spirits for others. I believe in you; step by step, you can reach my position."

"Crack!"

Tang San's fists were almost crushed.

This time was even more humiliating than at the hotel, with tens of thousands of people around.

And local forces participating from various regions had all come.

I'm afraid that after this matter, the entire Spirit Master's world would know that he, Tang San, had gained another father.

"Su Wen!!"

Even without looking up, Tang San could feel the strange gazes around him.

His patience reached its limit, and Su Wen's words pierced through the emotions in his heart.

Tang San quietly touched the jade buckle of the Twenty Four Moonlit Bridges, touching the three pitch-black thin needles lying quietly inside.

Soul-Chasing and Life-Taking Yama Invitation.

Ranked third among the Tang Sect's Hidden Weapons, an unsolvable killing weapon recorded in the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record.

Made from forty-nine types of highly toxic medicinal herbs, refined over several months of painstaking effort.

"If Yama wants you to die at the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth?"

"Su Wen, die!"

At such a close distance.

He, Tang San, would also be injured.

But he no longer cared.

As long as Su Wen died.

Ah Yin might return to the gentle appearance in his memories.

Tang Hao would also return to his original state.

Everything would return to the right track.

Returning to the era that belonged only to him, Tang San.

The moment the Yama Invitation exploded.

The people around all exclaimed, not expecting such a change.

Tang San actually made a move.

How did he dare?

Killing the Holy Son of Spirit Hall in front of everyone, he couldn't possibly survive.

The watching Ning Fengzhi also didn't expect this turn of events, his heart tense and sweating: Did he die? Did he die? If one died, swapping Tang San for a Su Wen would be worth it.

Xue Qinghe also raised her eyebrows slightly, feeling that Su Wen was playing with fire.

But she didn't feel that Tang San could kill Su Wen. Although she roughly understood that Tang San's Hidden Weapons were somewhat powerful, she didn't think it was possible to insta-kill a Spirit Saint.

Only Shrek's Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai were full of anticipation.

They truly knew how powerful Tang San's Hidden Weapons were; an ordinary person couldn't withstand that power.

The next second disappointed them; Su Wen pulled out the three silver needles from his chest in front of everyone.

Three thin needles, as fine as cow hair, about a finger long, refined from highly toxic medicinal liquid.

They felt cold and slippery to the touch.

This was the first time Su Wen had seen a Yama Invitation, and the difference from what he had imagined was a bit different.

"How is it possible, how is it possible?"

Tang San's eyes widened. The Yama Invitation was colorless and formless, and even a Titled Douluo could not defend against it.

Such powerful poison would instantly devour the body.

Even just the surface of the Yama Invitation, ordinary people wouldn't dare to touch it.

He, Tang San, was the same; without the Mysterious Jade Hand, touching it casually would inevitably lead to poisoning.

Let alone like Su Wen now, pulling it out of his body and holding it in his hand.

"Sorry, I am immune to all poisons!"

Su Wen's mouth curled slightly. Tang San's eyes widened. Just as he wanted to speak, a slap kept enlarging before his eyes, and finally, it slapped directly onto his face.

Ah Yin slapped heavily, leaving no room for restraint.

Tang San fell to the ground, his face immediately red and swollen.

"Little San, you, are you trying to rebel?"

Ah Yin was furious.

She bent down, grabbed his collar, and lifted him up.

Tang San didn't react in time and was slapped to the ground by Ah Yin again.

"Hey, Ah Yin, you can't hit the child like this."

"It's understandable for a child to be naughty."

Su Wen reached out to stop Ah Yin. Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai had just breathed a sigh of relief, thinking Tang San would escape, but then they saw Su Wen pull out his belt.

"But he can't go unpunished either. If he isn't disciplined, he will surely do things that harm the Spirit Master's world in the future."

"Spare the rod and spoil the child."

"Today, in the name of a father, I will properly teach this unfilial son a lesson."