Chapter 287: Buddha's Wrath, Tang Lotus

"Hmph!"

Xiao Cao let out a cold snort, her icy gaze fixed on Tang San, and said:

"Dead Wang San, do you think I don't know you're a transmigrator, and that my biological son was possessed by you, his soul devoured and he died?"

"Boom!"

Upon hearing this, Tang San felt a world-destroying thunderclap explode in his mind.

Having come from another world, since he became Xiao Cao's son, Tang San decided to discard his past and start anew.

And he also regarded Tang Hao and Xiao Cao as his biological parents.

When he was in swaddling clothes, he saw Mother Xiao Cao choose to sacrifice herself to protect Father Tang Hao.

But even though Mother sacrificed herself for Father Tang Hao, Father Tang Hao had no power to resist before Qianxunji.

Finally, Mother Xiao Cao was also taken away by Qianxunji.

And he was also gravely injured by Qianxunji, on the brink of death.

If it weren't for Father Tang Hao taking him everywhere for treatment, he would have died long ago.

Although Father is always clumsy and hurts him, he knows Father loves Tang San.

Therefore, from then on, Tang San regarded Tang Hao and Xiao Cao as his biological parents, and made up his mind to become a powerful Divine Abode, even a God King, then go to the Spirit Hall to rescue Mother Xiao Cao.

Even though Father Tang Hao often beat and scolded him when he was young, Tang San didn't get angry, because he knew it was Father's strict demand, and Father felt too pained inside.

He turned pain into power, trained hard, and reached the level of a Soul Ancestor in his early teens.

But what he didn't expect was that, before he could become a god, he was struck down by the two powerful Title Douluo, Ju Dou Luo and Ghost Douluo, breaking his leg—no, they broke his leg and took him back to the Spirit Hall.

However, Tang San wasn't afraid, because he had been beaten by Tang Hao since childhood and was already used to it.

What pained him was that Mother Xiao Cao before him already knew he was a transmigrator, and knew he had possessed the soul of her original child.

At this moment, Tang San felt utterly devastated.

He had thought he finally had a mother and was very happy, but now Mother hated him to the bone and wished he would die soon.

After all, he had effectively killed Mother's original child; it would be strange if she didn't hate him.

Now Mother Xiao Cao knows this; isn't her original son already become an enemy?

In his previous life he was an orphan; he thought he finally had a family, but heaven gave him such a big joke.

He had a family, yet lost it again.

Heaven knows how much he longs to have a family, to have a warm home.

Thinking of this, Tang San felt excruciating pain in his chest, he pounded the ground with both hands and screamed to the sky.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

"Thieving Heaven, why do you treat me like this?"

"Why?"

"Ah… Thieving Heaven, I will pierce a hole in you… ah… Thieving Heaven…"

Due to the extreme pain, Tang San roared angrily in the hall.

"Slap!"

"Ho, Ni second grandpa!"

Suddenly, a loud slap rang out—it was Qianxunji slapping Tang San's face.

It knocked out his last tooth, and his cheek swelled up high.

Tang San's roaring voice stopped abruptly; he touched his face, glared angrily at Qianxunji, and roared:

"You have the guts to hit me again?"

Qianxunji looked at Tang San as if he were an idiot and said lightly:

"Since you asked for it, I'll oblige."

As soon as his words fell, Qianxunji raised his big hand and swung a slap at Tang San.

Tang San watched Qianxunji's big hand swing toward him, fear flashing in his eyes, and he hurriedly shouted:

"Don't... don't... don't ah..."

"When a woman says no, it means yes." Qianxunji muttered, not only not stopping but instead slapping left and right, giving Tang San several dozen loud slaps.

"Slap slap… slap slap… slap slap…"

"Ah… ah… ah…"

With each slap, Tang San felt excruciating pain in his cheek, pain deep into his marrow, and he emitted one miserable cry after another.

"Whimper… whimper… whimper…"

Tang San knelt on one knee, hands covering his swollen red cheek, both in pain and hate, he asked:

"I'm not a woman; I said stop hitting me, why are you still hitting me?"

Qianxunji glanced at Tang San, his gaze slowly moving downward.

Feeling Qianxunji's gaze, Tang San ignored the painful cheek and quickly lowered his hands from his face to his thighs.

"Haha… haha…"

Qianxunji suddenly laughed a few times and said:

"You're a eunuch, aren't you just like a woman?"

Upon hearing this, Tang San looked toward Xiao Cao, Ju Dou Luo, Ghost Douluo, and A Yin, seeing everyone staring at him.

Although, he couldn't see any mockery on everyone's faces.

But, he instinctively felt that everyone in the hall was mocking him, mocking him for being a eunuch.

"Ah…… ah…… I am not a eunuch……! I am not a eunuch…… I am a normal man…… I am not a woman…… I am not a eunuch…… ah……"

Tang San roared, violently pounding his own thighs with both hands, as if hating himself for being a eunuch.

Suddenly, Tang San's hands turned a shade of mysterious jade, like two pieces of mysterious ice.

Immediately after, eight silver needles coated with excruciating pain suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Die!"

Tang San quickly raised his head, his gaze toward Qianxunji filled with killing intent, he shouted loudly, holding the eight silver needles coated with deadly poison in both hands, shooting them at Qianxunji's heart, eyes, throat, and lungs.

"Trivial tricks!"

"Indeed, it's a thief who likes to use hidden weapons for sneak attacks."

As the silver needles drew nearer, a black divine power suddenly appeared around Qianxunji's body.

With a shake of that divine power, the eight silver needles were instantly shattered into dust, vanishing in the air.

Seeing this, Tang San's face showed no expression, as if everything was going according to plan.

He knew that Qianxunji was a Divine Abode, and fourteen years ago he had even defeated a powerful first-rank Divine Abode known as the Sea God.

So he knew that these eight silver needles coated with deadly poison could absolutely not kill Qianxunji.

His greatest killing move still lay ahead.

"Furious Buddha Tang Lotus!"

With a roar from Tang San, three lotus flowers forged from special metal flew into the air.

One shot toward Qianxunji, one toward Ju Dou Luo, and one toward Tang Hao.

Qianxunji looked at the incoming Furious Buddha Tang Lotus, and a black divine power again appeared around his body, instantly shattering the Furious Buddha Tang Lotus into dust.

Ju Dou Luo looked at the metal lotus flower closing in, and instinctively felt a huge threat coming from above.

He felt that he might not be able to block it.

"Marvelous Sky-Piercing Chrysanthemum!"

Ju Dou Luo shouted loudly, and a huge golden chrysanthemum appeared, shielding him within.

"Die, chrysanthemum!"

Ghost Douluo looked at the perilous Ju Dou Luo; although Ju Dou Luo had brought him disaster over the past decade or so, though they usually bickered, he could still give his life for Ju Dou Luo.

In the next moment, Ghost Douluo turned into a ghostly shadow, arriving before Ju Dou Luo, ready to block this terrifying hidden weapon for him.

(End of chapter)