Chapter 331: If There Is a Next Life
"Tang Chen is still so naïve."
Qian Daoliu thought silently.
He had died, and with Bo Saixi's personality, how could she possibly go on living alone?
Love truly is unreasonable.
He, Qian Daoliu, understood Bo Saixi far better than Tang Chen ever did. Yet in the end, Bo Saixi still chose that somewhat foolish Tang Chen.
Suddenly, as if something had occurred to him, Tang Chen turned to Qian Daoliu and said, "By the way, Old Qian, let me ask you something."
Qian Daoliu: "…"
After a moment of silence, Qian Daoliu responded, "Speak!"
What was with "Old Qian"? That made him sound like some third-rate street punk.
"How is the Clear Sky Sect doing now?"
Tang Chen blinked as he asked.
After leaving the Slaughter City, he had followed the Shura God's guidance to find the so-called "inheritor."
After handing over the Asura Demon Sword, the other party extended his life by one year. Without a second thought, Tang Chen had gone straight to Sea God Island.
As for the Clear Sky Sect, he hadn't returned there at all.
"At the moment, the Clear Sky Sect should be doing fine. They've returned to that mountain range you and I agreed upon back then,"
Qian Daoliu said without concealment.
"???"
This left Tang Chen completely confused.
What was going on?
"Sigh—"
Qian Daoliu sighed and said, "This is a disgrace to both your family and mine. Do you really want to know?"
"Don't be like that. Just tell me what happened!"
Tang Chen asked, puzzled.
"Back then, your grandsons Tang Xiao and Tang Hao encountered Ah Yin, the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Empress in human form, during a training expedition…"
"Tang Hao, in order to obtain Ah Yin's spirit ring and bone, deliberately dragged the already pregnant Ah Yin all over the place. In the end, the news reached Ji'er…"
"…"
Qian Daoliu recounted everything that had happened back then, and Tang Chen's expression turned extremely grim.
His fists clenched tightly, and a red light flickered in his eyes.
At this moment, Bo Saixi held onto his arm, finally calming his furious rage.
It wasn't that he wanted to lash out at Qian Daoliu—Tang Chen had never suspected him of lying.
Tang Chen had never doubted Qian Daoliu's character.
What angered him was his disappointing grandson, Tang Hao!
If he wanted a 100,000-year spirit ring, why not go hunt for one himself?
With the Great Xumi Hammer in hand, dealing with an ordinary 100,000-year spirit beast wouldn't be a problem.
Why use such despicable methods?
The reason the Clear Sky Sect became the number one sect in the world wasn't because the Clear Sky Hammer was so strong—it was because Tang Chen had built it up, step by step!
Anyone who challenged them—he'd beat them down!
Until one day, he met Qian Daoliu, who thought the same way…
The gears of fate began to turn.
"Sigh—"
Tang Chen didn't know what else to say and could only let out a sigh.
"He's brought shame to the face of the number one sect under heaven."
After saying that, Tang Chen shook his head.
Suddenly, Qian Daoliu seemed to recall something, a smile forming on his face as a sharp light flickered in his eyes.
Showing off your love, are you?
You think I came at the wrong time?
"Tang Chen, no need to be so angry. Back then, I didn't strike to kill that brat Tang Hao."
"This whole thing—Ji'er had his share of mistakes too."
"But still, your grandson really has a death wish!"
"Of all the people to assassinate, he went after Kong…"
"That guy is the inheritor of a god, and beside him is a terrifying existence that even I can't comprehend."
"What was he even thinking?"
Qian Daoliu spoke with an innocent expression.
Hearing this, Tang Chen froze. Kong?
Could it be the Thunder God King—the same person who inherited the Shura God's legacy?
If he remembered correctly, the Thunder God King was the one to whom he had handed over the asura divine sword… that god was Kong!
Tang Chen: "0.o"
Tang Hao was such a clever person—why would he try to assassinate a god's inheritor?
He was completely stunned, truly numb!
For a moment, the atmosphere turned heavy.
"He's dead?"
"He's dead,"
Qian Daoliu nodded, his expression unchanged.
"Kong… I know him. I owe him a great debt."
"I didn't expect that even though he knew I was Tang Hao's grandfather, he was still willing to extend my life."
"This god… Tang Hao… damn it…"
"I originally thought Tang Hao would be the best successor to carry the Haotian name. Seems I was wrong."
"He didn't give the Clear Sky Sect trouble, did he?"
That "he" clearly referred to Kong.
"No. He's been a god for over a year now. He hasn't made things difficult for the Clear Sky Sect."
"Sigh…"
Tang Chen sighed again, lost in thought.
Time passed, second by second.
No one knew how long it had been before Tang Chen finally took out several items from his storage soul tool and handed them to Qian Daoliu.
"Good brother, before I die, I have one last favor to ask of you!"
In Tang Chen's hand were a small golden hammer and several books.
They were the Haotian Order and the Great Xumi Hammer (including the Ring Detonation technique).
"Help me deliver the Haotian Order and my ultimate techniques to the Clear Sky Sect."
Upon hearing this and seeing the hopeful look in Tang Chen's eyes, Qian Daoliu eventually nodded and took the items, storing them in his own soul tool.
"You're not afraid that I'll…"
"Not afraid!"
Before Qian Daoliu could finish, Tang Chen waved his hand and said, "To be honest, you're the person I've spent the most time with in my life."
"I know exactly what kind of person you are, Qian Daoliu."
That's exactly why, when Qian Daoliu "criticized" Tang Hao, he believed him—without any rebuttal, without saying, 'That's impossible, Hao'er isn't that kind of person…'
He knew Qian Daoliu too well.
Though they had been rivals, they were also the best of brothers—just standing on different sides.
"Tang Chen, I have two regrets in my life."
"The first: our battle never had a true conclusion."
"The second: Xi Xi chose you."
"But you're still the person I respect most."
"I suppose I lost to you. But my descendants will defeat yours. Haha, in the end, I'll still be the one laughing last!"
Qian Daoliu let out a hearty laugh and prepared to leave.
Since Tang Chen was here, this clearly wasn't his time.
"You… waited too?"
Bo Saixi, who had remained silent, spoke softly.
"Yes, I waited too."
"I'm leaving now. If there's a next life, Tang Chen… I won't lose to you again!"
With those words, Qian Daoliu instantly entered his martial soul state and flew off in the direction he came from.
"That guy…"
Tang Chen murmured, glancing at Qian Daoliu's fading figure, then turning to look at Bo Saixi.
"Xi Xi, I won, didn't I?"
"You…"
Bo Saixi giggled softly and gently tapped Tang Chen on the forehead with her finger.
"Yes, you won."
"Hmph! I didn't lose to him in this life—so what if our descendants do? If they're useless, then losing is only natural."
"Xi Xi, if I really meet that guy in the next life, I'll act for once… and let him win!"
(End of Chapter)
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