On the official road, Tang Hao's arrogant and smug laughter pierced the eardrums of everyone in the Chat Group through the live broadcast.
Ah Yin was curled up in a corner overgrown with Blue Silver Grass, her entire body seeming to have lost its bones, collapsing limply.
Her world had completely shattered at this moment.
Watching the comfort from the sisters in the group, and then looking at the man in the live broadcast who was still babbling on about his conspiracy, her heart felt like it was being twisted by a knife.
It turned out that her deep affection was nothing more than a chess piece on his board.
It turned out that the earth-shattering chase, the sacrifice that caused her Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, was a meticulously planned scam from beginning to end!
She gave everything, only to receive evaluations like 'too stupid' and 'amusing' in return.
How ironic!
How tragic!
Ah Yin trembled uncontrollably in the corner, tears having long soaked her clothes.
She hated!
She hated him so much!
Hating herself for misjudging a person, hating herself for misplaced devotion, and most of all, hating the man before her who had ruined everything she had!
[Wind Blows and Rain Beats: Tang Hao, you deserve to die!!!]
Ah Yin used all her strength to type these words into the group, every character filled with hatred.
Li Yifei looked at Tang Hao, whose spirit was completely under his control and who had fallen into a state of frenzied confession.
Li Yifei's voice was calm, yet it was like a surgical knife, precisely dissecting the filthiest parts of his Soul.
"I heard Little Rabbit mention Tang San; he has many issues."
"A six-year-old child shouldn't know so much."
"For example, he can forge extremely precise hidden weapons with considerable power. That is very abnormal."
Hearing this, Tang Hao laughed even harder, his hoarse laughter filled with undisguised mockery and smugness.
"Of course I know!"
"I am clearer than anyone when Little San became that way. It was not long after that foolish woman sacrificed herself!"
The words 'foolish woman' were like three red-hot branding irons, searing Ah Yin's heart.
Tang Hao's voice continued, every word an ongoing torture to her past.
"Originally that crying infant suddenly changed. It was as if... yes, as if an adult had possessed him."
"I tested him and quickly confirmed that he was no longer the original Tang San."
"A six-year-old child who can do all sorts of housework, and even cook dishes I never taught him. Most importantly, he hadn't even had his Spirit Awakening, yet he already possessed his own Cultivation Technique."
"From that moment, I was completely certain: my original son was gone; only this monster remained."
In the Chat Group, there was a deathly silence.
If Tang Hao's previous confession had overturned their worldview, then these words were now simply a horror story!
[Worlds Number One Princess: Poss... Possession? Tang San was haunted?!]
Ning Rongrong felt a chill shoot from the soles of her feet straight to the crown of her head.
[Little Fox Demon: Too terrifying... What about the original Tang San? The real child?]
Hu Liena covered her mouth, unable to imagine that scene.
[Is Jade Not Jade: Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering? Or was he devoured by the possessing Soul?]
Liu Erlong's voice carried unconcealed rage.
Ah Yin's body trembled violently, and her vision intermittently went black.
Her child...
Her Little San...
He had died long ago?
And the murderer not only occupied her child's shell but was also treated as a treasure by that beast Tang Hao!
Li Yifei's voice rang out again, devoid of emotion, yet it made everyone's heart leap into their throats.
"So, you didn't do anything?"
This question voiced the thoughts of everyone present.
When facing the Possession of one's own biological son by an unknown entity, shouldn't a father fight desperately for revenge and seek the truth?
The smug smile on Tang Hao's face intensified to its extreme at this moment.
"Do? Why would I do something superfluous?"
"No, I am clearly doing something; I am being his best guide!"
"Only he can help me return to the Clear Sky Sect! Only he can let me stand at the pinnacle of the continent again!"
"As for whether he is the original Little San or not? Heh, as long as he can help me return to the Sect, that little problem is not a problem at all."
Tang Hao said it so naturally, so nonchalantly.
As if he were talking about some insignificant triviality.
Ah Yin completely broke down.
She could no longer utter any questioning sounds; only suppressed, beast-like whimpers remained in her throat.
[Wind Blows and Rain Beats: Tang Hao...]
[Wind Blows and Rain Beats: How could you...]
[Wind Blows and Rain Beats: That was our child... My child...]
The infant who used to babble in her arms, the son who used to grab her hair with his soft little hands, was long gone.
In his place was a lone wandering spirit from who knows where, occupying her child's body, and this so-called husband not only knew but was pleased with the situation!
Desperate text flashed on the screen.
The girls in the group felt their hearts clench into a ball.
They wanted to comfort her, but found that any language seemed pale and powerless in the face of such a cruel truth.
[Worlds Number One Princess: Sister Ah Yin... Don't cry...]
[Little Fox Demon: Someone like that isn't worth it...]
[A Little Wild Goose: Beast! He isn't human at all!]
[Is Jade Not Jade: Tang Hao! Yu Xiaogang! Few men in this world are any good!]
Liu Erlong's rage was completely ignited. She slammed a fist onto the table, and the hard redwood surface instantly showed a crack.
Inside the Spirit Hall's carriage.
The atmosphere was so oppressive it was almost suffocating.
Bibi Dong leaned quietly against the back of the seat. Her peerlessly beautiful purple Phoenix eyes were currently as still as an ancient well, just calmly watching the man in the live broadcast who was still talking to himself.
She felt no anger, no surprise.
There wasn't even a single superfluous expression on her stunningly beautiful face.
But Hu Liena felt the temperature inside the carriage dropping at a terrifying speed.
She looked at her Teacher; beneath that calm exterior was a silent abyss she had never seen before.
Bibi Dong thought of herself.
She thought of the night that ruined her entire life.
She thought of the man who only knew how to cowardly flee when she needed him most—Yu Xiaogang.
She, too, once loved as purely and wholeheartedly as Ah Yin.
She, too, once believed she had found a good man she could entrust her life to.
And the result?
One who only pretended to be formidable but was actually a cowardly piece of trash.
The other, even more ruthless and absolute.
Directly treating his wife and son as stepping stones and tools for his return to the Sect.
Bibi Dong suddenly felt that she and Ah Yin were very similar.
No, perhaps she was slightly luckier than Ah Yin.
At least, Yu Xiaogang was merely weak, selfish, and trashy, whereas Tang Hao's Soul was already rotten to the core.