Chapter 48: Tang Yuehua's Choice and Return
After returning to Heaven Dou City, Tang Yuehua went back to Moon Pavilion and announced that it would be closed for one month.
"Tang Yuehua, where's the money? I tell you, don't play any tricks."
Facing the relentless pressure from the two Clear Sky Sect disciples, Tang Yuehua's eyes appeared dull. She slowly took out two gold cards representing one million gold soul coins from the treasury.
"This is for this month. You can leave."
"You're smart."
The two Clear Sky Sect disciples took the gold cards and looked at each other. A trace of greed flashed in their eyes, but it was fleeting and hidden quickly.
"Well, we will come again next month."
After warning Tang Yuehua, the two disciples of the Clear Sky Sect proudly kicked open the door and left.
Tang Yuehua silently walked up, thought about the door, returned to her room, and lay weakly on the bed.
With a sad cry, tears slid from the corners of her eyes, soaking the light blue sheets.
"Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't expect to find something incredible as soon as I arrived."
Qian Xunfeng had long been aware of what Tang Yuehua experienced in the Clear Sky Sect through the Will of Douluo Star.
Then his mind turned, and a good idea about Tang Yuehua's future was born.
"Who are you?!"
Hearing the sudden voice, Tang Yuehua's heart tightened. She stood up abruptly, vigilantly looking at Qian Xunfeng, who suddenly appeared before her.
"Qian Xunfeng, Pope of the Spirit Hall."
After a brief introduction, Qian Xunfeng looked at Tang Yuehua with interest.
The corners of her eyes were slightly reddened from crying. Her melancholy temperament made her appear feminine and pitiful. Her voluptuous legs were revealed through the slit of her cheongsam, which were elastic and alluring. Her delicate hands, due to the rush, had nowhere to rest, making her look like a big girl.
"Pope of the Spirit Hall? What are you doing here?"
Tang Yuehua looked at Qian Xunfeng, who was advancing step by step, feeling uneasy. She was gradually forced into a corner. Finally, she saw Qian Xunfeng stop just a fist's distance from her.
"Don't be so nervous. Don't you want revenge?"
Qian Xunfeng lifted Tang Yuehua's chin with his hand, brought his face close to her ear, and said in a very seductive tone.
"Revenge?"
Tang Yuehua was somewhat moved but still refused sternly.
"That's our Clear Sky Sect's business. There's no need for the Spirit Hall to intervene."
After saying this, Tang Yuehua immediately regretted it. She realized that it seemed only the Spirit Hall could punish the Clear Sky Sect with its two Title Douluos.
"Haha, are you talking about those elders who forget their loyalty for profit?"
Qian Xunfeng's expression changed slightly, but he remained calm in his heart. He said lightly: "It seems you still remember what it was like in the Clear Sky Sect."
With a crisp snap of his fingers, Tang Yuehua only felt a flash before her eyes. The surrounding scene changed, and she was transported back to a time when she was bullied in the Clear Sky Sect.
"You useless person, isn't it your job to contribute to the sect?"
Tang Lie's scolding echoed in her ears. Tang Yuehua looked over and saw another version of herself standing there in a daze, eyes full of anger, fists clenched tightly, blood dripping continuously.
Scenes kept interweaving before her, her emotions collapsing as she fell to the ground, muttering:
"I'm not useless. I've done so much for the Clear Sky Sect. Why? Why?"
"Yeah? Why?"
Qian Xunfeng's figure suddenly appeared, hands groping over Tang Yuehua's body, which was gradually numb, as he asked in a guiding manner.
"I don't understand. I don't understand."
Tang Yuehua, who had lived a life of luxury since childhood and never suffered hardship, suddenly faced such a disaster. Her fragile heart shattered instantly.
"Because you are a waste."
Qian Xunfeng didn't comfort her as she collapsed in front of him but continued to attack her emotionally.
"I am not. I provided hundreds of millions of gold soul coins to the Clear Sky Sect. I am not a waste."
The word "waste" spoken by Qian Xunfeng deeply wounded Tang Yuehua's fragile heart. Since awakening her martial soul, she had been very sensitive to this. To prove she wasn't a waste, she traveled to Heaven Dou City and founded Moon Pavilion.
"But the gold soul coins you created do not belong to you. You are still a waste. You cannot keep everything you've gained."
Qian Xunfeng lifted Tang Yuehua's chin, one hand groping her elastic, soft face, while the other continued exploring the universe.
"I am a waste."
The light in Tang Yuehua's eyes gradually dimmed after enduring one blow after another. She lay weakly in Qian Xunfeng's arms as if she had lost all her strength.
'I can't protect everything. Now I can't even protect the Moon Pavilion, which I founded. Am I a waste?'
"Tsk tsk tsk, don't you want revenge? Are you going to be a waste for the rest of your life?"
Seeing that the time was almost right, Qian Xunfeng waved his hand, shattering the illusion around him. The two returned to Tang Yuehua's bedroom.
Tang Yuehua was thrown onto the blue bed by Qian Xunfeng.
After hearing his words, she looked at Qian Xunfeng with pleading eyes and said in a somewhat weak tone: "Your Majesty, please teach me."
"Hehe, everything has a price."
Qian Xunfeng placed his hand suggestively on Tang Yuehua's hair.
"I am willing. Please help me, Your Majesty."
After saying this, Tang Yuehua knelt on the bed, her eyes filled with anticipation—she longed for revenge.
At this moment, Tang Yuehua was nearly going crazy with her desire for vengeance. She must avenge the humiliation her sect had inflicted on her twice over.
Looking at her kneeling before him, Qian Xunfeng had a strange expression in his eyes. Why did this déjà vu feel so familiar?
But he didn't dwell on it. He lifted Tang Yuehua's chin and smiled faintly.
He was a person who cherished food and often ate every grain of rice in the bowl.
Seeing the beauty in front of him, Tang Yuehua's face was already flushed. The fruit was ripe; the next step was to harvest.
I don't know how long it took. Because Tang Yuehua's body was too weak, Qian Xunfeng continued to use divine power to treat her and improve her strength.
As soon as Tang Yuehua's voice fell, Qian Xunfeng said affirmatively: "Don't ask; asking is affirmative."
One night passed until noon.
"It increased my soul power by one level."
Tang Yuehua was pleasantly surprised to find that after consuming it, her soul power successfully broke through, her injuries healed, and her soul power reached level 10. As long as she absorbed a soul ring, she would be a true soul master.
"I've already told you. How could I lie to you?"
After Qian Xunfeng and Tang Yuehua washed off the scent on their bodies, they dressed and exchanged amused looks.
He took advantage of her eating and secretly inserted a third-level godhead into her. How could it not be an improvement? Tang Yuehua now had the qualifications to become a god.
In the future, Tang Yuehua, Tang Hao, and Tang Xiao will turn against each other—the tragic sibling rivalry plot is truly compelling!
(End of this chapter)