492: Chapter 492 The Power of Slaughter and Kindness

Tang San felt as if the sky was falling.

His chest felt like it was pressed down by a large boulder.

He could barely breathe.

Needless to say, it was Su Wen's doing.

Tang San trembled all over.

What tormented him even more was...

Xiao Wu was hugging Su Wen's arm, eating a dessert with her other hand.

While eating a few bites herself, she would also feed some to Su Wen to taste from time to time.

Tang San's breathing was rapid, his brain in disarray, and even Tang Yuehua was sitting on Su Wen's left; that intimate attitude made Tang San's blood boil.

He felt a dull ache in his chest, and in the end, he couldn't hold it back, spitting a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

His body went limp.

Tang San collapsed directly onto the ground and passed out.

"Ah, completely devoid of public morality, how can you just spit blood at random."

Xiao Wu showed continuous disgust; this person had zero manners.

Su Wen was also stunned for a moment.

Fainted?

"Cough, wake him up."

Bo Saixi paused for a moment before taking action, to express her dissatisfaction.

Although she had accepted Su Wen's situation, Ah Yin, Yuehua, and Xiao Wu were way too close to him, weren't they?

Dissatisfied as she was, Bo Saixi's hands weren't idle; she picked up the teapot on the table and poured it directly onto Tang San's face: "What is this guy getting so worked up about? Could he be envious?"

Tang San opened his eyes and saw that Bo Saixi dared to splash water on him.

His anger flared up instantly.

She had already brought upon herself a path to death.

Tang San sat up.

Doubting whether just now was a dream.

When he looked over again.

That scene rushed straight into his brain.

Tang San instantly felt a heartache so intense he couldn't breathe.

"You… It's not a dream… It's actually not a dream, Su Wen, how cruel of you…"

"Yo, you know me?"

Su Wen wore a strange expression.

Ah Yin glanced at Tang San.

Without Su Wen needing to explain.

She had already figured out the other person's identity.

Ah Yin couldn't help but lightly pucker her lips.

Husband.

Wanting to play mini-games again.

She gave Su Wen a helpless yet pampering look.

She chimed in cooperatively.

"You know my husband? And your tone is still so arrogant?"

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

"Besides, you just killed someone downstairs and made a move in our Moon Pavilion. Shouldn't you give us an explanation?"

Tang San was stunned for a moment, only then realizing his identity hadn't been seen through.

He couldn't die yet.

He had managed to obtain the God Trial with great difficulty.

Only by becoming a god himself.

Could he take back everything he had lost.

"They provoked me first, and I acted to resolve it. As a Spirit Douluo, can't I even maintain my dignity?"

Tang San gritted his teeth, watching Su Wen's enjoying appearance.

His fists were clenched tightly.

On what basis?

Why could this bastard get this kind of treatment?

Watching them smile at Su Wen.

Tang San's heart was bleeding.

"They were indeed in the wrong, and this is Moon Pavilion."

Tang Yuehua revealed a sneer: "Don't say you're a Spirit Douluo; even if you are a Titled Douluo, Moon Pavilion is not a place for you to run wild."

"Aun… What do you want? Compensation, is it? Fine, I will produce the appropriate compensation."

Tang San clutched his chest, gritting his teeth: "Will this do?"

"You really lack sincerity."

Su Wen toyed with Ah Yin's fingers: "Ah Yin, you tell us how to handle this?"

Ah Yin thought for a moment and said: "Killing someone naturally requires paying with one's life, but he is a student of Moon Pavilion and also a Spirit Douluo, and cultivation is not easy. How about making him apologize to those noble youths and receive a flogging, and this matter can be put to rest."

Tang San's eyes were bloodshot, breathing heavily like an ox. He was a Spirit Douluo and the future Asura God King, yet they were telling him to apologize to trash who hadn't even reached the Spirit Emperor level, and to be punished in front of them—this was an insult to him.

"Xiao Wu, what do you think?" Ah Yin glanced at Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu thought about it seriously, her eyes lighting up: "Can I be the one to do the whipping?"

Ah Yin covered her mouth and chuckled, looking at Tang Yuehua beside her: "Yuehua, what do you think?"

Tang Yuehua's red lips moved slightly: "Cripple his Spirit and send him to the palace. I think Emperor Qinghe wouldn't mind having one more eunuch in the imperial palace."

"That works…" Ah Yin couldn't help but let out a silvery, tinkling laugh.

Bo Saixi looked at this scene strangely; why would they waste so much time on this Spirit Douluo?

Could they know each other?

Just as Bo Saixi was wondering, Tang San suddenly stood up, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

"You… are humiliating me?"

"Su Wen~"

Tang San couldn't bear it anymore, the Clear Sky Hammer appearing in his palm.

The eight spirit rings beneath his feet rose in sequence.

"Su Wen, I want you to die."

Tang San let out a loud shout, Soul Power scattering everywhere, and leaped up holding the Clear Sky Hammer.

Bo Saixi took a step forward. The moment her eight black and one red spirit rings appeared, the Soul Power of a Limit Douluo covered the entire room, instantly scattering Tang San's Soul Power, and a wave of pressure suddenly descended.

Tang San fell to the ground, an extremely strong gravity forcing him to kneel on the ground, his face slamming into the floor, and his spirit rings were also forced back into his body.

"Bo—Sa—ixi, you actually help this evildoer…"

"Why… You are the Sea God's spokesperson…"

Hearing this, Bo Saixi was somewhat surprised that he actually knew her.

As the High Priest of Sea God Island, she rarely left Sea God Island year-round.

Aside from those on Sea God Island, those who knew of her existence hardly exceeded five digits.

"This Clear Sky Hammer, could you be San?"

Su Wen suddenly spoke with some surprise, then shook his head again: "Impossible, Little San couldn't possibly look that good-looking. I know how ugly Little San is. With this face of his, he can't possibly be San."

"That's right, Husband, San is very ugly. Sigh, it's all because Tang Hao didn't give him food or drink when he was six years old, making him rely entirely on himself to survive, raising himself to be dark and thin. Word has it he even entered Slaughter City, that bloody place. How could San possibly turn out looking good?"

Ah Yin's words pierced into Tang San's heart like a sharp blade.

With a pfft sound, he spat blood onto the floor, and passed out completely.

"Hmm?"

"Fainted again?"

"Wake him up."

Su Wen was speechless. They hadn't even gotten to the main business yet, why did this guy faint at every turn?

Just as Bo Saixi made a move, a burst of blood-red light suddenly erupted from Tang San's body, accompanied by a terrifying intent of slaughter.

"We've gone too far."

"Bo Saixi, hurry over here."

Su Wen knew that the god behind Tang San couldn't hold back anymore.

That fellow Asura was coming.

He wasn't afraid, but Bo Saixi wouldn't do. If she were suddenly slashed by him, truly no one could block it.

Bo Saixi also felt a powerful force, one that completely surpassed a Limit Douluo.

Standing by Su Wen's side, her voice was astonished: "Su Wen, this is Divine Power. He is actually a god's Legacy."

"I know."

"You knew and still did this? No wonder the other party wants to come out."

Hearing Su Wen's words, Bo Saixi's mouth twitched.

Anyone in this position wouldn't be able to bear it.

Although she didn't know the specific relationship.

But being able to anger someone to the point of fainting twice shows just how intense the hatred in Tang San's heart was!

"Su Wen…"

An aged, overbearing, and majestic voice emanated from Tang San's body.

Just the voice alone carried an extremely strong Soul impact, shocking the expressions of the few people in the room pale.

A small heart-shaped mark appeared on Su Wen's forehead, and immediately a pure white light emerged from his body.