Tang San's Twin Sister-Chapter 217

Tang San was running with a mostly naked Hu Liena in his arms, dragging an injured equally little clothed Ning Feng that was hosed more or less in her own blood on the other side, returning a last look at the abyss of hell Road before tackling the exit.

"Slaughter King, Slaughter King." He said, smiling as his lips were blood red, more blood dripping from a scar on his face and running down his cheek. "I hope you like the gift I left behind for you.”

He kept on going, carrying the two women with him, his mind constantly assaulted by the killing intent running rampant inside it as he clung to his task at hand and held the image of a smiling Xiao Wu and a grinning Tang Yin in mind. Whenever it became too much and threatened to overwhelm him, he conjured the thought until he finally spotted the exit. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

He was sweating, his pants painted on his skin, but not more because of the oppressive heat, but because of the slaughter intent and the sheer exhaustion taking its toll. Slowly but certainly, he left the terrifying world of the Hell Road behind him.

He glanced back at the bubbling red sea he had to cross and raised his head. heading into the blinding light of the exit.

Perish.

That was the only wish he had left for Slaughter City.

Then the temperature switched from boiling hot to freezing. It was cold, so damn cold; the feeling was not from even from around him, but from the immensurable chill produced by killing intent, entering his body and tempering him. Next to him on his shoulder, Ning Feng stirred alive, her eyes cracking open. "San." She said her voice was a whisper.

"Still walking, we almost made it." He told her, and she hummed as she tried to move her limbs.

"c-cold." She grumbled and shivered as she stirred further, the weight shifting off his shoulder. "I-I can walk. H-How is H-Hu Liena?"

"Still Unconscious, if you can walk, then walk." He said, and she nodded, stumbling next to him as she kept herself moving with almost sheer willpower, only some of her injuries breaking open as she walked next to him, leaving behind drops of blood.

Then they were outside.

Suddenly, Tang San saw that Ning Feng held her Pagoda in her hand, casting an enchantment on him. The feeling was coursing through his body like a soak in warm water.

The Pagoda, though it was now pattered with white lines drawing itself on them, was paler than before, the palest he had ever seen. Slowly, it was forming two more stories to the seven-towered pagoda, stopping at the second story. Nine treasures, he realized, Feng had broken through her clan's limitation, like Rong Rong.

Ning Feng looked at him, shocked as he saw something move near his feet. Blue silver grass swayed, the same lines appearing on it as it swayed around his feet, growing up his leg. He touched it and gently stroked it. Lying Hu Liena down on the ground, all dread and killing intent had vanished as he held a Hammer in his hand

More white lines, drawing over his Clear Sky Hammer. When he tried to sense that pattern, a quiet white light filled the air. The light coming from his hammer was becoming colorless in seconds. Everything was suddenly different. The river grass was closest to him and trembling like an incorporeal current. Ning Feng was a faint presence, as was Hu Liena, whose energies were like a silent beat in the silence.

An impossible killing intent almost overwhelmed him; like an object, it struck him, and Tang San released the Deathgod domain for the first time.

Then he looked straight at Hu Liena, who was now looking straight at him, standing, when had she risen from unconsciousness? How long had he been kneeling here? Having seen everything his river grass, his hammer, his face, and knowing she was astute, she certainly had realized it. Ning Feng, aware as ever, silently moved in front of him, more blood from her injuries dropping on the ground.

She opened her mouth and closed it. "How do you feel? We now possess the same innate domain." She said her voice was heavy. "All three of us."

Tang San did not answer her, astonished that his ability to use spirit abilities had returned. "I put my life in your hands, you protected it, and now I am doing the same." He said. Shaking his head at Ning Feng, he moved his hand on her back. “We are doing the same.”

A trace of helplessness in her face. "Why am I from Spirit Hall and you from Clear Sky and Seven Treasures?" She sounded sad, more than he expected. Hu Liena approached Tang San, then pulled him closer and hugged him. Tang San almost felt his body collapse into it; he had carried more exhaustion than she had, but Ning Feng's arm kept him stable.

"Is your heart made of stone?" She asked him, and he stepped back as he shook his head. “I wish.” Hu Liena was beautiful, gut-wrenchingly so, but in his heart, there was only one woman he loved as a lover should be loved, who held his heart in the palm of her hands.

"Next time we meet, we are likely to be enemies. Hu Liena." He then continued. "My heart had also long been spoken for." He owed her that sincerity, after she had almost sacrificed her life for him, and he looked into her tear-filled eyes and then looked at Ning Feng.

"To her?" Hu Liena asked to understand. Having grown to know the tall, determined woman for a short time. If that was the kind of woman he liked, she never stood a chance to begin with. Tang San shook his head.

"No."

"I see." She closed her eyes. "A heart I cannot control."

"N-No one can," Feng said and then smiled. Limping to Hu Liena. "I-I hope I-I will n-never fight y-you." She said, putting her hand on her shoulder. "B-Both of u-us do. H-He is not m-made of s-stone."

Tang San had already turned away, leaving them behind. Ning Feng looked at her and then smiled, with dried blood on her face. "I-I like y-you. H-Hu Liena. G-Give Xie Y-Yue my greetings."

"What do you mean?" She asked with her eyes wide. Ning Feng waved at her before hurrying after Tang San, grumbling for him to wait. Which he did. Stopping and casting a last look at Hu Liena.

"S-say they c-come from Feng. H-He will know." Then she left and ran after Tang San. She joined in next to him and then gently punched his shoulder.

"I know I could have been nicer. But we will be enemies, it is unavoidable," he told her, and she gazed at him.

"I-I know. S-still." She walked on. "I-I am going t-to be p-picked up." She looked into the sky.

"Gu Rong?" He asked, and she nodded. "H-he was the o-one who proposed I-I go t-to s-Slaughter City."

He put his hand on her shoulder. "Good way home, Feng." She smiled and nodded, then walked off in another direction, vanishing into the green, leaving Tang San behind. He stared at her straight in the face, and the imposing feeling that now oozed off her, more than before. The leaves around her were freezing over, as if touched by frost.

A side effect of the domain?

"Little San," A deep voice echoed through the forest, and Tang San turned, seeing Tang Hao standing beneath a tree, half hidden on the road in front of him. In the two years they had not seen each other, he had grown older.

"Father." He greeted his father with his gaze ice cold. "You possess it too, right? deathgod Domain?"

Tang Hao nodded.

"You have done well, son. These two years, you have not let me down. Let us go.”

Tang San followed his father's lead, then he stopped. "Do you know what the side effects of this Domain are?"

"Imposing manner." He said, and Tang San's eyes flashed. Feng was going to have major issues with that; she was not as cool-headed as she appeared to many.

"Imposing manner formed from killing intent, leaving my opponent unable to display their full power." Tang San muttered, concluding the rest.

"Right." Tang Hao agreed. "In the future, this domain will help you weaken your opponents significantly and strengthen you. As your spirit grows, it will grow as well, unaffected by the restrictions of twin spirits."

"How do you know?" Even he who possessed twin spirits wasn't sure.

Tang Hao looked at him. "You are not the first person with those circumstances."

Tang San felt something inside him quiver. Bibi Dong, Hu Lienas' Teacher, had it too...did that mean? No? He shook his head; he had other things to think about.

"Father, should you not tell me about what happened now, about the past?" So he knew, so he could answer his own questions and also Yin's. His sister would never ask them, the scasm between her and his Father too wide, the hurt too severe. He sometimes wondered if that was because she knew what a real father was from her former life, while he had only this one, had never known any different. So he could not hold anything against him, instead just accepted.

"No, it is not the time yet; you have not met my requirements yet." Tang Hao said, and for a moment, Tang San wondered if that would ever be enough to fulfill his father's requirements.

"In that case, how will I have to be for you to consider them?" He asked, wanting to know what his father wanted from him. He was powerful; he now possessed two inner domains, and his spirit power was at a level where he doubted there were many who could match him.

Well, except for his sister, he sure had not caught up to her yet. He smiled, the prospect of still needing to catch up calming something inside him somehow.