Chapter 177: Nine Heart Begonia Sect Master

Black clouds pressed down, wind howled like a roar, and the otherworld beneath the night sky seemed especially eerie.

Tang Hao resembled a battle‑scarred veteran, his body covered in wounds, stepping with difficulty into this mysterious realm.

His destination was the place of the inheritor of the Nine Heart Begonia martial soul; he came there according to his memory, his body riddled with wounds, having fought through thorns and brambles along the way, arduous and painful, yet his will was strong.

This place lies on the outskirts of Heavenly Fight City; the Nine Heart Begonia Sect, being too powerful, provoked heaven's jealousy, so it could only pass down a single line, and with the death of the previous sect master it has gradually weakened.

If not for the single‑line inheritance, the top auxiliary martial soul sect in the world would not be the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect but the Nine Heart Begonia Sect.

What a pity, truly a pity.

But Tang Hao knew that although the Nine Heart Begonia Sect had weakened, the current sect master had not died and was still alive.

That is Ye Lingling's mother.

The person he came to find is him.

After crossing the barren land, Tang Hao finally reached the shore of a tranquil lake.

The lake surface was like a mirror, reflecting the dark night sky; occasional ripples swept by a swift wind seemed like the heartbeat of another world.

By the lake stood an ancient, simple courtyard, seeming like a secluded hermitage from old legend, isolated from the world and filled with an inviolable dignity.

Tang Hao dragged his heavy steps slowly toward the courtyard.

Each step seemed to exhaust his last strength, for his rapid flight had nearly drained his power, yet his eyes were firm, burning with a craving for power and an obsession with victory.

Before the courtyard gate, two stone beasts bared their teeth and claws, as if guarding the inner secrets; the stone gate was carved with intricate patterns that flickered with a faint light.

Tang Hao raised his hand and lightly touched the stone gate; in an instant his wounds seemed to go numb, and a supernatural power flowed from the gate, as if resonating with his bloodline.

The stone gate slowly opened, emitting a heavy sound, like breaking through the dust of time.

A column of light seeped from the gate's crack, illuminating Tang Hao's blood‑stained face.

Tang Hao stepped over the threshold and entered the Nine Heart Begonia Sect.

Here lay a secret garden brimming with spiritual energy, nine giant begonia trees forming a circle, beneath which stood ancient stone tables and stools.

The air was suffused with a faint floral fragrance, and at the center of the begonia trees an ethereal figure waited for Tang Hao's arrival.

"You've come." A gentle voice sounded.

"You knew I would come?" Tang Hao's voice held some doubt, feeling utterly puzzled.

The Nine Heart Begonia Sect is very mysterious.

He knows little about it, and so do ordinary people.

Only the Nine Heart Begonia can heal the injuries of someone who hasn't died; even if only a breath remains, it can restore them to their original state.

Of course, its own combat power is zero.

As for other matters, I don't know.

Thus Tang Hao was puzzled: why did the other party know he would come?

"Our sect possesses a hereditary divination art; we divined that today someone would come to me for aid, but we do not know exactly who."

The beautiful woman before him slowly rose to her feet and spoke.

Her name is Ye Shasha, the sect master of this generation's Nine Heart Begonia Sect.

She possessed a head of golden hair flowing like a waterfall, which shimmered softly in the moonlight.

Her eyes were deep emerald green, seeming able to see into people's hearts, like the clear lake of an ancient forest, full of wisdom and tranquility.

Her skin was snow‑white, and even at night it seemed to emit a faint glow.

Ye Shasha wore a robe made of the softest silk, its main color deep purple, embroidered with exquisite silver begonia patterns that seemed to sway gently in the night, giving off a faint fluorescence; the robe's edges were inlaid with tiny pearls that emitted a delicate, pleasant sound with each of her movements.

Around her waist she wore a gold belt studded with sparkling gems that glittered mysteriously in the night.

Her fingers were long and elegant, her nails trimmed neatly and precisely, coated with a light purple polish that complemented her robe.

On her wrist she wore a bracelet made of silver begonia‑shaped petals, which looked especially vivid in the moonlight, as if they might scatter at any breeze.

Ye Shasha's bearing was full of grace and composure; her steps were light and steady, each seeming to move in rhythm with the earth.

Her voice was soft yet magnetic; whenever she spoke, it sounded like she was chanting an ancient ballad, drawing listeners in involuntarily.

She is not only the sect master of the Nine Heart Begonia Sect but also a great healer; her martial soul can cure the most severe injuries and even snatch life from the brink of death.

Beside her stood a powerful man, her husband and her guardian, an 89th‑rank peak Soul Douluo.

The man looked sternly at the feeble Tang Hao, a hint of wariness in his eyes, and in his hand appeared a white longsword flashing with cold light.

If Tang Hao dared to lay a hand on his wife, he would without hesitation cut that fellow down!

"Divination art? The Nine Heart Begonia Sect is indeed a mysterious sect."

Upon hearing this, Tang Hao felt greatly surprised.

"I am Tang Hao; I am the Haotian Douluo."

"I need your Nine Heart Begonia's help; in return I can owe you a great favor!"

"My soul power is now rank ninety‑five; even if I met a Super Douluo I could handle it!"

Tang Hao spoke up voluntarily.

"What!? You're actually the Haotian Douluo Tang Hao!?"

"If so, then who exactly injured you like this?"

Ye Shasha and her husband were both startled.

They never expected that the person coming to see them would be the renowned Haotian Douluo Tang Hao!

Tang Hao sighed: "It's a long story; I encountered a super‑giant monster, and these wounds on my body are its doing."

Recalling Li Fei's appearance, fear flashed in his pupils.

"Alright, I agree!"

"To obtain a favor from the Haotian Douluo is something countless people yearn for."

Ye Shasha did not press further, but simply nodded and agreed.

She summoned the Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul.

The Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul, dreamlike and illusory, blossomed deep within the soul.

Each of its petals glowed with a faint luster, as if gathering the natural world's spirit, radiating a soft and holy light.

Nine petals formed a circle, with a crystal-clear glazed ball at its center, seemingly containing endless healing power.

When the martial soul was released, the surrounding air seemed to become fresh and pleasant, with a faint floral fragrance.

Sunlight filtered through the layers of petals, casting dappled shadows, cloaking the combatant in a warm halo.

This was not merely a martial soul, but a divine power that soothed the spirit, bringing tranquility and peace.

(End of chapter)