Douluo Dalu: The Legend of The Spider Emperor

Tang San's murderous intent toward Ye Hao had never changed—not even once.

Hatred blinds people, and at that moment, it blinded not only Tang San but also Xiao Wu.

"Brother."

Just then, the door creaked open.

Xiao Wu entered, her face dark and her mood clearly foul.

"Xiao Wu, you heard my conversation with Father just now, didn't you?" Tang San spoke slowly, without blaming her.

After all, besides him, she was the only one in Shrek Academy who knew his secret. She was the closest person to him—much closer than Dai Mubai.

"Yes."

Xiao Wu nodded grimly. "Brother, do you know…?"

Tang San looked puzzled.

"My mother was killed by Ye Hao's mother—the Spirit Hall's Supreme Pontiff, Bibi Dong. I have a blood feud with Ye Hao!" Xiao Wu choked up as she finally revealed the deep hatred she had carried for so long.

Tang San's eyes widened in shock, his pupils trembling violently. A thick bloodlust surged within him.

"Ye Hao… Spirit Hall! I, Tang San, will destroy you!" Tang San growled.

Taking a deep breath, Tang San looked at Xiao Wu with deep affection. Seeing her crying like a pear blossom in the rain, his heart ached.

"Xiao Wu, don't worry. One day, Spirit Hall will pay the price for what they've done."

Xiao Wu wiped her tears away, her voice trembling with rage. "Back at Nuoding Primary Soul Master Academy, the first time I met Ye Hao, I noticed he looked a lot like Bibi Dong."

"I can't believe I fell for his lies! I should have killed him back then and avenged my mother!"

Regret filled Xiao Wu's heart. If she could turn back time, she would have ended Ye Hao the moment she met him.

"Xiao Wu, tomorrow, I have to leave with my father for a while. Make sure you all do your best in the next match," Tang San said, ruffling Xiao Wu's rabbit ears.

Xiao Wu, despite her grief, enjoyed the gesture. "Brother, don't worry! This time, we will definitely win."

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"Is the intel reliable?"

At Qian Renxue's residence, the family was enjoying a fine dinner.

Upon hearing the report from their informant within Shrek Academy, Ye Hao couldn't help but laugh at Tang San's grand proclamations.

"So that rabbit actually said those words?" Qian Renxue's eyes narrowed, and a cold killing intent flashed across her face.

The black-cloaked informant nodded. "Everything I reported is true, Your Highness."

Qian Renxue waved her hand, dismissing the informant, who swiftly disappeared into the darkness.

"Hunting soul beasts is a soul master's right by nature. That damned rabbit—just a beast that gained intelligence—dares to threaten my little brother?" Qian Renxue's voice carried a chilling edge.

She was an absolute brother-con—there was no denying it.

Ye Hao chuckled at Xiao Wu's declarations.

"The rabbit must die," he stated flatly.

At that moment, Zhu Er stood up and walked toward the door.

"Master, I'll go capture that rabbit now." Zhu Er could sense Ye Hao's anger. Ever since the three of them had fused in their Martial Soul Fusion Technique, their emotions had become intertwined.

If any of them felt something strongly, the others would feel it too.

"Not yet. It's too soon," Ye Hao waved her back.

Zhu Er frowned. "I can't wait to kill that rabbit. If not for her interference back then, I wouldn't have lost."

For Zhu Er, Xiao Wu had always been an obstacle—a lingering shadow over her past failures.

Now that the Titan Giant Ape had been captured and was doomed, it was only a matter of time before Xiao Wu and the Azure Bull Python followed. The whole family was about to be "reunited" in the afterlife.

Ye Hao smiled and stretched lazily. Looking in the direction of Shrek Academy, he muttered, "The match can be lost, but the rabbit must die."

With that decision made, Ye Hao's eyes gleamed.

"Zhu Zhu, you're coming with me," he suddenly announced.

"Go…?" Qian Renxue blinked. "You're sneaking out in the middle of the night to catch a rabbit?"

Ye Hao laughed. "Of course not. I'm going to cut Tang San off. His Blue Silver Grass is about to evolve, right? Well, I'll ruin that plan first. Trash martial souls will always be trash. Rotten oranges will always be rotten oranges."

"If he wants me dead, then I won't let him have it easy either."

When someone wants to kill you, you don't just sit there waiting—you strike first.

Qian Renxue nodded in agreement. "Little brother, be careful on this trip."

She trusted that with Zhu Zhu by Ye Hao's side, everything would go smoothly.

"But do you even know where Tang Hao is taking him?" she asked.

Ye Hao smirked and patted his right leg.

"Funny you should ask. My right leg has a hundred-thousand-year soul bone—the one from the Blue Silver Emperor I gave you before. With this, I can track exactly where he's going."

Hearing that, Qian Renxue nodded in approval and gave him a few more words of caution.

Then, after exchanging a glance, Ye Hao and Zhu Zhu left the residence, using the Blue Silver Emperor's leg bone as their guide.

Though Blue Silver Grass was considered a trash martial soul, its vitality was unparalleled. It covered the entire continent, but a true "Blue Silver Emperor" was one in a million.

With the guidance of the Blue Silver Emperor's leg bone, Ye Hao and Zhu Zhu traveled swiftly under the cover of night.

High in the dark sky, Ye Hao stored Zhu Zhu inside the Death God's Heart, then unfurled six pairs of transparent wings from his back. His right leg pulsed with a vibrant green glow as it guided him toward their destination.

His objective was simple: reach the Blue Silver King before Tang San and Tang Hao did.

If he destroyed the Blue Silver King first, then Tang San's Blue Silver Grass would remain a useless trash martial soul forever.

With that thought, Ye Hao's flight speed increased exponentially. In the blink of an eye, he vanished into the distance.

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At dawn, Tang Hao and Tang San departed under the morning mist.

Dressed in black robes to conceal their identities, they moved discreetly. Given their sensitive statuses, Tang Hao had no choice but to be extremely cautious.

"Father, what will my Blue Silver Grass evolve into?"

Tang San was in high spirits. The idea that his martial soul could evolve filled him with excitement.

With this transformation, he would finally have the power to defeat Ye Hao.

When he returned, he would crush everyone who had humiliated him in this tournament.

Tang Hao, growing impatient, snapped, "Stop talking and keep moving."

"Oh," Tang San mumbled, lowering his head.

As he pulled his hood lower to hide his face, he followed Tang Hao, their silhouettes soon vanishing into the darkness.

Two groups, both heading toward the same destination.

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As the first light of dawn illuminated the forest, a fresh, earthy scent filled the air. Dewdrops clung to the leaves, shimmering in vibrant colors under the sun's golden glow.

"Faster!"

Ye Hao and Zhu Zhu sped through the dense foliage, their figures darting between the towering trees.

"We're close," Ye Hao murmured.

"Master, are you certain this is the place? The density of Blue Silver Grass here is abnormally high," Zhu Zhu observed.

Ye Hao chuckled, his right leg glowing with a rich, verdant light.

He could hear something calling to him…

"Almost there. Zhu Zhu, once we arrive, the 85,000-year-old Blue Silver King is yours."

Zhu Zhu grinned, thumping his chest. "Don't worry, Master! With our Death Domain combined, this place will be a wasteland in less than half a minute!"

With two overlapping Death Domains, even a Title Douluo would perish here.

Moments later, they arrived at a vast expanse of Blue Silver Grass.

The sheer life force emanating from this place was staggering.

"Blue Silver Emperor…" Ye Hao whispered, narrowing his eyes.

"Blue Silver King, today, your species goes extinct."

With a smirk, Ye Hao activated his Blue Silver Emperor leg bone, flooding the area with its radiant green light.

Instantly, the entire forest responded—every blade of Blue Silver Grass bowed toward him in reverence.