Chapter 32: then translation of chapter title

"If I say I'm deceiving you, what can you do about it?" Qian Renxue looked curious.

Tang Hao glared, eyes wide, "If it's false, I'll spare nothing to kill you!"

"Kill me? Just you? What is it that supports you saying this? Could it be A Yin's plea before her sacrifice that I not kill you?" Qian Renxue laughed, continuing.

"This is truly interesting, Tang Hao—you actually place your life in the enemy's pity."

"But I do have a confusion in my heart; if you answer my doubt, I might let you go, Tang Hao. Earlier you didn't bring A Yin back to the Clear Sky Sect, but instead fled with her everywhere—could it really not be that you, like me, are eyeing her soul rings and soul bones?"

"After all, look—hundred-thousand-year soul rings and soul bones—how tempting! Even you, the future Heavenly Douluo, would be reluctant to let them go."

Qian Renxue spoke gently, like a lovely girl-next-door, but every word she uttered cut into Tang Hao's heart, making him tremble with rage, unable to contain his anger.

"I, Tang Hao, stand tall and upright! How could I act like a petty villain! You people! How could you understand the love between me and A Yin!"

"The Clear Sky Sect is no longer safe! If it weren't for Qian Xunji leading the Martial Soul Hall's soul masters to attack the Clear Sky Sect, I wouldn't have lost contact with the sect, nor would I have fled with A Yin hiding everywhere!"

Qian Renxue chuckled, "No way—if it weren't for the Clear Sky Sect's arrangements, could you alone have evaded the Martial Soul Hall this long?"

Tang Hao suddenly fell silent.

Qian Renxue curiously continued, "Your Excellency Heavenly Douluo, what's wrong with you? Why aren't you speaking? Do you dislike speaking?"

After a while, seeing Tang Hao had no reaction, Qian Renxue kept teasing.

"Oh! It seems your sect also covets A Yin's soul rings and soul bones, except they chose you to take this soul ring—you, the future Heavenly Douluo of the Clear Sky Sect!"

"Then your sect is no less despicable than our Martial Soul Hall, except we rely on open and aboveboard strength!" Qian Renxue slightly raised her arms, appearing natural and graceful.

Qian Renxue glanced sideways, her beautiful gold‑purple eyes holding a gentle smile, "And your sect relies on the love you speak of, Heavenly Douluo."

Tang Hao remained silent.

"Between the two, who is truly more despicable?" Qian Renxue wore a troubled expression, as if faced with an astonishingly difficult problem.

Qian Renxue suddenly clapped her hands, enlightened.

"So this plan must have been arranged by your father, Tang Zhen, right? I mean, who would get angry to death just because their son bonded with a spirit beast—do those in high positions really care about such status?"

Qian Renxue narrowed her beautiful eyes and spoke softly, "No, they value interests, Heavenly Douluo."

"If that's the case, you're truly favored! Though the Clear Sky Sect's interior isn't harmonious, your father still arranged this great opportunity for you—if I hadn't brought several Offering Hall officials here with me, you really could have gained worldwide fame and a chance to become the strongest!"

Qian Renxue is really getting more and more fond of bullying people—how interesting!

Moreover, to truly defeat someone, you must first make them feel fear, then they will defeat themselves! Actually, all those remarks above were just Qian Renxue spouting nonsense to tease Tang Hao—she doesn't even know the specifics, since she wasn't even born then! In her previous life reading the original work, it wasn't written either, but bragging isn't illegal.

Tang Hao supported his slightly trembling body and spoke coldly, "And what about your Martial Soul Hall? You constantly claim to protect civilians, mouthing justice and peace! In reality—""Most of these conflicts between the sect and the empire are caused by your Martial Soul Hall! You spout benevolence and morality—hypocrisy!"

Qian Renxue looked puzzled, "The Martial Soul Hall protects civilians and guards peace—how does that conflict with our oppression of sect disciples and nobles?"

"You! Are sect disciples not commoners?" Tang Hao was left dumbfounded by Qian Renxue's logic.

Qian Renxue wasn't in a hurry, just a brainless brute, "Sect disciples all enjoy the sect's resources—Heavenly Douluo, do you know where these resources come from?"

"These resources are what the sect plundered from the empire by strength."

"The empire then bleeds the common folk! Tang Hao! You, a top‑tier aristocratic sect disciple, still call yourself a commoner—I never expected that."

Qian Renxue gave Tang Hao a cold stare, "Heavenly Douluo, tell me now—do you still consider yourself a commoner?"

Tang Hao refused to back down, "You yourself said it—these were taken from the empire by strength; the strong are honored! What's wrong with the sect?"

Qian Renxue nodded in agreement, "Well said! The strong are honored! Tang Hao! Today is no different—the Martial Soul Hall is strong, you are weak; the strong overcoming the weak is natural law! And I merely do not wish to go against heaven—what wrong is there for the Martial Soul Hall to oppress you?"

"What? How… how could that be? Then… who is at fault?" Tang Hao's pupils trembled.

"You aren't wrong, nor are we; we're just stronger, so we set the rules of the game."

Qian Renxue stepped in her heels, turned and walked back two steps; her pure white stockings clung tightly to her skin, faintly outlining the perfect lines of her legs.

She placed her hands behind her back, faced away from Tang Hao, and slowly said, "No one will complain about having too much food, nor about living in a house that's too big; when you have commoners build you a small house, you'll want a big house; when you have them build you a big house, you'll want a vast estate!"

"You will resort to any means, including brutal tyranny and hypocritical righteousness, to plunder all resources!"

Qian Renxue turned her face slightly, a wolfish gaze in her gold‑purple eyes as she glanced at Tang Hao, giving an unparalleled sense of oppression.

"Human desire is like a rolling stone on a mountain—once it starts, it never stops."

"Unless these stones were already at the mountain's base! Therefore, I will adopt the posture of an absolute powerhouse!"

"Lock your desires at the mountain's base!"

The many soul masters of the Martial Soul Hall were instantly convinced, their eyes blazing as they stared at Qian Renxue; most were commoners who had awakened a good martial soul in the Martial Soul Hall and reached the peak of their lives, and a group of commoner soul masters wished nothing more than to immediately bestow upon Qian Renxue the yellow robe of imperial authority.

Ju Dou Luo and Gui Dou Luo exchanged a glance, seeing surprise in each other's eyes—such bearing, this is a wise lord capable of utterly crushing the current Martial Soul Hall Pope! Qian Xunji? Who is that? From now on, better not contact him; we're not close, I fear Qian Renxue might misunderstand, so stay away!

Several Offering Hall officials, blown away by Qian Renxue's words, exclaimed, "Quick, quick, quick—write this down! Future Angel God's sayings!"

Start CPU Tang Hao—this person, aside from A Yin, holds the sect above all in his heart; we will crush his inner self from the sect!

(End of chapter)