Chapter 11: You and I
"Actually, your father still has a glimmer of hope, but the hope is very slim." Unable to bear seeing Tang Ya so sad, Lin Qinghan decided to tell a white lie.
Little did he know that his various expressions were full of flaws in Tang Ya's eyes. Brain death—in this Douluo Continent, where medical conditions are only at the level of the Middle Ages (except for soul masters)—is almost impossible to treat. Unless one is a god, brain death is irreversible.
"I see. Are you willing to stay with me?" Seeing Lin Qinghan trying so hard to comfort her, Tang Ya pretended to cheer up.
"Okay."
Lin Qinghan and Tang Ya silently stood guard in front of the window of the Tang Sect Master, and this vigil lasted for more than 20 days.
As time passed, no miracle occurred. The breathing and heartbeat of the Tang Sect Master grew slower and slower until, finally, today, they stopped completely.
They had no one now, so the funeral was very simple.
Tang Ya and Lin Qinghan buried the leader of the Tang Sect in a hidden cemetery in the backyard of the Tang Sect.
Looking at her father's tombstone, Tang Ya wore a blank expression.
She just stroked the tombstone silently, lost in thought.
"Want revenge?" After the funeral, Lin Qinghan suddenly grabbed Tang Ya's hand and asked abruptly.
"I am very grateful that you can accompany me these days. You don't have to accompany me to take risks."
Tang Ya shook her head.
"Although you have lost your father, you still have me. So—"
"Go for revenge!"
Lin Qinghan's words were no longer a question, but a declaration.
Without waiting for Tang Ya to reply, Lin Qinghan released his spiritual stance, enveloping both himself and Tang Ya. Then he flew into the sky, heading straight for the Iron Blood Sect.
During these days, Lin Qinghan hadn't just been accompanying Tang Ya. He had also discovered the location of the Iron Blood Sect.
Seeing Tang Ya in such despair every day made Lin Qinghan's heart ache—especially since he was with her.
In the original novel, Tang Ya's father died tragically, and soon after, the Iron Blood Sect came to seize the Tang family's property.
She had been alone back then. Just how desperate must she have felt?
So today, Lin Qinghan had decided—it was time for a killing spree.
His thoughts raced, but his speed did not slow. He soon arrived on the outskirts of Tiandou City, near the Iron Blood Sect.
The Iron Blood Sect was located in a remote, desolate wilderness. Lin Qinghan had spent a lot of effort locating it.
"Tang Ya, just watch."
Lin Qinghan held Tang Ya and hovered above the Iron Blood Sect. Sensing that the strongest person below was only a Soul Emperor, he no longer concealed his presence.
"Who are you, and why have you come to the Iron Blood Sect's territory without reason?"
After Lin Qinghan and Tang Ya revealed themselves, the Iron Blood Sect Soul Emperor below immediately noticed them.
Lin Qinghan ignored the Soul Emperor and simultaneously released his bioelectric martial soul and brainwave martial soul. His spiritual stance enveloped the entire Iron Blood Sect.
Everyone below suddenly felt an invisible hand clench around their throats—they couldn't make a sound or move. Though everything was silent, panic spread like wildfire.
With everyone in the Iron Blood Sect under control, Lin Qinghan's third soul ring from the bioelectric martial soul—a ten-thousand-year soul ring—began to glow.
Seeing this, the Iron Blood Sect leader (and the only Soul Emperor present) knew they were in serious danger. But his body was paralyzed. Even with group control, it was nearly impossible for him to move.
"Third soul skill: Bioelectric Deprivation."
The Iron Blood Sect leader just barely turned his head, and Lin Qinghan's soul skill activated.
In an instant, a strange wave spread outward, and Lin Qinghan released his mental control.
The people of the Iron Blood Sect regained movement and tried to flee, but none of them could outrun the strange wave.
They collapsed one by one. Their heartbeats and breathing stopped entirely.
In just one minute, no one in the Iron Blood Sect remained alive.
Lin Qinghan was breathing heavily, his body unstable, and he nearly fell from the sky.
This soul skill—earned when Lin Qinghan absorbed the ten-thousand-year soul ring—was devastating. It had one brutal effect: to deprive living beings of their bioelectricity.
Every living thing contains electricity. Without it, survival is impossible.
This soul skill was essentially an instant-death move, and its energy consumption was enormous. Lin Qinghan rarely used it. The Iron Blood Sect had become its first victims.
"Let's go. They're all dead." Lin Qinghan took a moment to recover before speaking to Tang Ya.
Tang Ya stared at him blankly. Over the past days, she had lost track of what was true and what was not. She had been shocked when Lin Qinghan flew—and even carried her. She had been even more stunned by his soul ring configuration.
And now, he had killed an entire sect with one skill. Her mind was blank from the shock.
When she heard Lin Qinghan's voice, she slowly came back to her senses.
"Thank you."
Tang Ya didn't ask why Lin Qinghan was so powerful at such a young age. She simply hugged him silently.
Seeing Tang Ya like this, Lin Qinghan activated his spiritual projection to conceal them as they flew back to the Tang Sect.
As soon as they entered the house, Lin Qinghan sat cross-legged to recover his soul power.
He had used nearly all of it.
Tang Ya sat beside him and quietly practiced Xuantian Gong.
In the blink of an eye, a new day arrived.
"Do you want to come back with me?" Lin Qinghan asked Tang Ya the next morning.
"No. Shrek Academy will start recruiting students in a few days. The Tang Sect gets one exemption spot each year. I plan to go to Shrek Academy."
"Here, take this. It's a copy of the Tang Sect's Xuantian Baolu, the most precious item of the Tang Sect.
I don't want to restore the Tang Sect anymore. Consider this a small reward for you."
Tang Ya's eyes showed a flicker of struggle, but after some hesitation, she declined. Instead, she took out a scroll decorated with fine iron.
Seeing her firm attitude, Lin Qinghan accepted the Xuantian Baolu.
"Alright, but there's still time. Come with me to Tiandou City for a few days."
Over the next five days, Lin Qinghan and Tang Ya explored all around Tiandou City.
In the end, they parted ways, as Shrek Academy was about to begin.
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God Realm – Sea God Temple
Tang San felt uneasy. Although he had recently lost touch with the fate of the Douluo Continent, he could still feel something: the fate of the Tang Sect—so deeply tied to him—seemed to be vanishing entirely.
"Did my plan go wrong? No, that's impossible."
He doubted for a moment, but quickly dismissed the thought.
With his so-called perfect wisdom, how could there be any mistakes?
He had "amazing wisdom."
"It must be that my fate line became disordered recently, which is making me uneasy. It will return to normal soon."
Clouds swirled around the Sea God Temple for a moment, then calmed once more.
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