This Is What I Owe Him

On the other side.

The Supreme Chairman of the Martial Arts Guild stared furiously at Tang Geng and roared:

“Tang Geng!”

“What is the meaning of this!”

Tang Geng shook his head and smiled bitterly.

“It’s obvious, exactly what you’re thinking.”

The Supreme Chairman of the Martial Arts Guild found it hard to believe.

“Why would you betray Great Xia!”

“Why would you do such a thing!”

He simply couldn’t understand.

At their current level of cultivation,

it was nearly impossible to be bribed by anything.

He had worked alongside Tang Geng for decades.

Both of them had been gradually promoted from the Dark Division by Feng Tengyun.

He truly couldn’t fathom

what reason

would make Tang Geng betray Great Xia and the Martial Arts Guild.

Tang Geng smiled faintly.

“This is a debt I owe to the Su family.”

He recalled the day he left Donghai City.

His parents were still out at sea, fishing to earn money.

They had scraped together every penny to give him more resources for cultivation.

Unfortunately, his natural talent was mediocre,

and he had never amounted to much.

Then one day, the two orphaned neighbor boys, Dashan and Dahai, ran barefoot to the county,

found the martial arts school where he trained.

Dashan, looking dazed, told him bluntly:

“I buried your parents.”

He immediately grabbed the boy and beat him up.

He still remembered kicking Su Yuanshan to the ground at that moment.

But Su Yuanshan stubbornly stood up, rubbed his butt, and said:

“Since your parents once gave me some dried fish,”

“I won’t hold this kick against you.”

Thinking back on this,

Tang Geng couldn’t help but shake his head and chuckle.

It was only after he kicked Su Yuanshan that he learned the truth:

While his parents were fishing at sea,

they encountered a yacht belonging to some aristocratic young masters.

Their little fishing boat became a plaything for those spoiled brats,

who bet on whether they could ram it in one go.

They sank the boat right at the harbor.

The result was obvious.

It was ruled an accident.

The other villagers dared not get involved.

Su Yuanshan, an orphan, with his younger brother,

used a broken fishing net to drag his parents’ bodies out of the water.

He heard it took a whole day—Su Yuanshan dove dozens of times to find the bodies.

But no one knew how to contact him.

They only knew he was training at some martial arts school in the county.

With the bodies starting to rot,

these two orphans lifted his parents’ corpses,

placed them into their own broken wardrobe,

and buried them in their family’s vegetable patch.

Then the two brothers, barefoot, went from martial arts school to martial arts school in the county,

asking around until they found him.

Tang Geng sighed softly.

He was truly useless.

By the time Su Yuanshan made his name in Donghai City,

Tang Geng had just joined the Martial Arts Guild, working as a gatekeeper at the entrance.

Even avenging his parents—that was done by Su Canghai and Su Yan after they founded the Devouring Heaven Club,

which conveniently took care of the revenge.

Later, he secretly joined the Devouring Heaven Club,

learned the Heaven Absorbing Art,

and gradually gained a foothold, entering the Dark Division of the Martial Arts Guild.

…

The Supreme Chairman of the Martial Arts Guild roared, interrupting Tang Geng’s final reminiscence.

“I don’t care what you owe Su Yuanshan! Do you realize the consequences of what you’ve done?”

“This is betrayal of Great Xia!”

“On the day we entered the Dark Division, we swore together to die for Great Xia!”

“Have you forgotten all of that?”

Tang Geng’s figure grew more and more translucent.

He could feel it—

he was about to vanish forever.

He looked at the Supreme Chairman, his old friend of many years, and said:

“I would die a thousand times for Su Yuanshan, but I wouldn’t die once for this Great Xia!”

As he finished speaking,

Tang Geng’s figure completely disappeared.

The lid of the Ghost Tomb Stone Coffin automatically closed.

The next moment, it sank into the rocks and soil.

The surrounding dirt and rubble swirled on their own, forming a grave mound.

The Supreme Chairman stared blankly at the spot where Tang Geng had vanished.

They had worked together for years.

In his eyes, Tang Geng had always been honest and dependable,

kind-hearted, without guile.

When working for the Martial Arts Guild, he had been diligent and conscientious.

Yet Tang Geng’s last words

let him hear the deep hatred the man held for Great Xia.

It was the same hatred he had seen in the captured top leaders of the Devouring Heaven Club—

all of them loathed Great Xia.

…

Aiden, unwilling to accept it, punched the grave mound into pieces.

But the ground beneath was nothing but dirt.

There was no trace of the Ghost Tomb Stone Coffin.

Still, he was well aware that in seven days,

Su Yuanshan would break out of the coffin right there, just as he had done.

Just as everyone was at a loss,

the intelligence department of the Martial Arts Guild relayed new information.

“The Devouring Heaven Club has issued its latest directive.”

“All personnel are to withdraw.”

“Wait for seven days, until Su Yuanshan returns to the world.”

After reading the intelligence, the Supreme Chairman’s expression turned extremely grim.

This offensive and defensive battle—

they had lost it completely.

The midnight hour had passed.

Everyone had no choice but to leave in gloom.

Aiden returned to his residence in the Southern Continent.

Looking at himself in the mirror,

he slapped his own face hard.

He felt that in both his past life and this one,

he had never managed to do a single thing right.

Not only had he failed to hold the Southern Continent,

but now he couldn’t even guard a single coffin.

…

At the Martial Arts Guild headquarters,

all the top brass held a late-night meeting,

discussing how to handle the situation seven days later.

But this meeting was doomed to yield no results.

No one knew what Su Yuanshan would do after his resurrection.

Of the original nine great families, only the Wang family remained.

And now, all their hopes rested on Yin Hu.

At the Tiandu Grand Hotel,

Yin Hu was still eating ravenously.

Wang Hao woke up in the middle of the night, startled.

When he heard that the Martial Arts Guild’s operation had failed and that many Martial Gods would resurrect in seven days,

he rushed straight to the hotel to report in person.

“Ancestor, in seven days, a batch of Martial Gods will be resurrected.”

“Should we find somewhere to lay low?”

Yin Hu swallowed a whole roasted lamb in one bite.

He looked at Wang Hao with disdain. “Kid, you’re even less ambitious than Chen Feng.”

“Once the Martial Gods go to war, where in the world would you have a hiding place?”

Hearing this, Wang Hao immediately began pacing in panic.

After circling a few times, he asked anxiously, “Then what are your chances of victory?”

Yin Hu downed an entire liter bottle of cola in one gulp,

let out a few satisfied burps, and said,

“We’ll know once we fight.”

Wang Hao was speechless.

He felt that was no different from saying nothing.

Meanwhile,

Chen Feng had returned home not long ago.

His injuries had fully healed,

but his expression remained grim.

He had no idea how to face Shuangshuang next.

He couldn’t keep this from his daughter forever.

And besides, it couldn’t be hidden—

after all, the death of the Devouring Heaven Club’s leader was a major event.

In the end, Chen Feng personally tidied up Su Yan’s appearance

and changed her into a new set of clothes.

He decided to let his daughter see her mother one last time.

The next morning, he hired an undertaker to touch up Su Yan’s makeup.

Then, he held a low-key funeral for her.

Shuangshuang found it impossible to bear this blow.

Before she fell asleep,

she was still lying in her mother’s arms.

And the next morning, she woke up to her mother’s funeral.

She simply couldn’t believe it was real.

She just stared blankly at her mother lying in the crystal coffin,

her heart filled with indescribable fear and confusion.

It was only after a long time, as if belatedly realizing the truth,

that she cried for days on end.