manynovel Chapter 119 Tang 3's Lineage Ends
Chapter 119 Tang 3's Lineage Ends
Chapter 119 Tang San's Lineage Ends
The cold blade pressed against Tang San's neck, the chill instantly spreading throughout his body. He could clearly feel the sharpness of the blade, as if the slightest movement could sever his carotid artery.
His heart pounded, and his breathing became rapid. Fear surged through him like a tidal wave, engulfing him completely.
His mind raced, searching for a solution. Yet, in this life-or-death moment, he found himself utterly powerless.
He was already like a fish on a chopping board. His father was the mighty Haotian Douluo, but he was utterly powerless in front of that woman.
Looking at the sunny and handsome face in front of him, Tang San knew that resistance would only lead to death.
A flicker of struggle crossed his eyes, but it was ultimately replaced by despair.
Under Lin Ye's tyranny, he finally chose to submit.
He slowly reached out and took the pig's head, his body trembling involuntarily, his heart filled with humiliation and helplessness.
Tang San began to fuse the skull.
Tang Hao, standing to the side, had a contorted expression, bloodshot eyes, and was panting heavily.
However, with Xue Di in charge, he could only—hold back.
In less than fifteen minutes, Tang San successfully fused with this rare head soul bone.
"Can you let us go now?" Tang San looked at Lin Ye and spoke for the first time since being captured.
"I haven't had enough fun yet, why are you leaving?" Lin Ye said.
"Lin thief, you've gone back on your word!" Tang San roared, his eyes bloodshot and his breath coming in ragged gasps.
Lin Ye revealed a bright smile, "You little punk, I said before that I wouldn't take your and your son's lives if you fused with the soul bone, but I didn't say I would let you leave."
"Why...why did you hurt me like this? Ah, why? What did you do wrong?" Tang San's eyes were red, and he was panting heavily.
His impotent rage resembled that of a mad dog.
Lin Ye laughed and said, "You little punk, if you have something to complain about, blame your cheap father. Who told him to provoke me in the first place? I hold grudges very much, you know."
You are his child, isn't it only right that the son should pay for the father's debts?
What did you do wrong? Let me tell you, your birth was a mistake, and every breath you take is a sin.
Upon hearing this, Tang San's eyes turned red, he began to pant heavily, and his teeth clenched so tightly they made a grinding sound.
Lin Ye's smile widened upon seeing this, and he seemed to hear Tang San's resentment increase by 999999.
He patted Tang San's dark face and said jokingly, "You little punk, I love how frustrated you are, hating me but unable to do anything about it. It's so damn satisfying."
These words were spoken.
Tang San was so angry he almost exploded on the spot.
Lin Ye picked up the large knife again.
Tang San thought he was about to kill him, and his eyes were instantly filled with fear—a deep fear of impending death. His body trembled uncontrollably, his hands clenched tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force. His breathing became rapid and heavy, and he made labored gasps in his throat.
"Tsk tsk, you little punk, looks like you're afraid of dying. But don't worry, I only need one part of your body."
As he spoke, Lin Ye patted Tang San's left arm with his knife and said, "Arm."
Tang San turned his head to the side, determined to sacrifice an arm. He knew that even if he begged for mercy, Lin Ye would not let him go.
Lin Ye then moved the broadsword downwards and said, "The thigh, or..."
Tang San trembled even more violently, but still remained silent.
As I said before, even if he begs for mercy, the other party will not let him go.
Tang San closed his eyes, but suddenly felt something pressing against his lower body. His expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly looked down.
"You little punk, I don't want anything else from you, I just want you to be a rootless person, what do you say?" Lin Ye said with a mocking expression.
"Lin thief, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated! What kind of skill is it to humiliate me like this?" Tang San shouted in a panic.
He was scared, really scared. Even without arms and legs, he was still a man, but without that thing, he would truly become a eunuch. It was a matter of male dignity, and how could he accept that?
"Let go of the mistress!" Tang Hao shouted in panic.
Lin Ye looked at Tang Hao with ill intent, his broadsword still pressed against Tang San's crotch. "Tang Hao, you old dog, it seems you care a lot about your son. Since that's the case, why don't you take your son's place?"
"If you turn yourself into a eunuch, I'll spare your son, how about it?"
Tang Hao closed his eyes in anguish, his mind in turmoil.
Tang Hao is a true man, how could he willingly become a eunuch? That would be too humiliating.
But then, images of his son being persecuted and Lin Ye and Bingdi fighting against the Haotian Sect flashed through Tang Hao's mind...
He possessed great cultivation, yet he couldn't protect his sect, nor could he protect his son...
Tang Hao opened his eyes, slowly looked down at himself, and couldn't help but ask himself, "What use do I have for this iron rod?"
Tang San was also looking at Tang Hao. Although he was unwilling to admit it, shamefully, at this moment he really wished that Tang Hao could take his place and become a eunuch!
Lin Ye was an impatient man and didn't give the two of them a chance to stall for time. "Tang Hao, you old dog, stop dawdling. I'll count to 10, and if you still don't make a move, I'll cut off your son."
1, 2, 3, 10.
While Tang Hao was still hesitating, he heard Lin Ye jump from 3 to 10 in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, with a soft "plop," two ounces of Tang San's flesh were cut off.
"Aaaaaahhhhh..." Tang San screamed in pain, collapsing to the ground, clutching his wound, curling up like a beaten wild dog.
"The mistress is my son." Tang Hao was overcome with tears.
Lin Ye kicked Tang San, who was in the way, aside, and then his gaze fell on the two ounces of rotten flesh.
He slowly extended his right hand, his five fingers slightly spread, palm facing upward.
In an instant, powerful bolts of lightning flashed and leaped, crackling sounds emanating from them, gradually coalescing into a dazzling ball of lightning energy.
Lightning attribute is one of the abilities Lin Ye gained after fusing with the soul ring of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger.
A slight smile played on his lips. Then, he thrust his palm forward with a sudden burst of lightning energy, which shot straight toward the mangled flesh on the ground.
With a deafening roar, lightning struck the mangled flesh. In that instant, the light was dazzling, blinding to the eye.
The powerful energy surge caused the surrounding land to tremble and dust to fly everywhere.
As the light gradually faded, the lump of rotten flesh had already disappeared, leaving only ashes scattered in the wind.
"Lin thief, you will die a horrible death." Watching his son's descendants being hacked to pieces, Tang Hao's eyes turned red once again, and he was panting heavily.
"Hahaha... Tang Hao, don't forget that all of this is your fault. Your son's current predicament is all thanks to you!" Lin Ye soared into the air and left hand in hand with Xue Di, their unrestrained laughter echoing throughout the venue.
Curled up on the ground, howling like a banshee, Tang San felt even more resentful towards Tang Hao upon hearing these words. Indeed, his current predicament was all because of Tang Hao.
For Tang Hao's sake, he fused with that piece of trashy head bone, sacrificing his own talent.
But when the tables turned, Tang Hao was unwilling to sacrifice for him...
"Ahhh... If I don't kill you all, I, Tang Hao, swear I'm not human."
Tang Hao held Tang San in his arms, looked up to the sky and roared fiercely. The scene was quite desolate, making people feel sad and tearful.
The father and son were bullied so badly, so badly.
(End of this chapter)