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"Human? A human with both bloodlines? Why have I not heard of such a thing?" Pretty Girl narrowed her eyes slightly, a cold light flickering at the bottom of her eyes.

Of course, she could tell that Tang San had used two types of abilities earlier, one was Wind Protective Energy, the same as that of the Winged Tiger. The other was the ability to control plants. Double Bloodlines!

Double Bloodlines were not nonexistent among the Monster Clan and the Spirit Clan, but they were extremely rare. They were only possible when both parents came from different bloodlines and were not from the same clan. However, usually, these individuals with Double Bloodlines are weaker and not as powerful as those with pure blood. They are often referred to as the Mixed Blood Monster Clan or the Mixed Blood Spirit Monster Clan and are not highly regarded. It is difficult for such members of the Monster Clan and the Spirit Clan to break through the Sixth Stage, let alone reach the divine-ranked level.

Tang San\'s mouth twitched slightly. A moment ago, in order to save his life, he had no choice but to reveal his powers. He had not used Leopard Flash because he was afraid of revealing his identity as Asura.

"Yes, I have two bloodlines." While saying this, he lifted his right hand, and orange light patterns surged on his palm, revealing the Orange Level Mark of the Redemption Organization.

When Pretty Girl was willing to talk to him, Tang San knew that he would no longer be attacked by her and did not need to expose too much of his abilities.

The identity within the Redemption Organization was the best means to save his life.

"Orange Level?" Sure enough, after seeing the Orange Level Mark, Pretty Girl visibly relaxed a bit, and the Peacock feather in her hand slowly lowered as well.

"Was this attack arranged by you all? What\'s the purpose?" Pretty Girl asked indifferently.

Tang San said, "The purpose is to set a tiger to fight a wolf and to sit back and reap the benefits of the fisherman." He deliberately made his attitude a bit more respectful.

"Do you know my identity?" Pretty Girl said faintly.

And at that moment, Tang San\'s pupils suddenly constricted, without any hesitation, his hands suddenly struck out in front of him, and the Wind Protective Energy exploded, propelling his body backward like a cannonball.

He knew he was in trouble.

Clearly, Pretty Girl\'s identity as Green-grade redemption within the organization was a huge secret, not something he, with his Orange Redemption status, should be privy to. He had intended to explain quickly, but Pretty Girl didn\'t give him a chance to explain at all and directly attacked.

As the Wind Protective Energy shattered, Tang San thought he saw a huge Peacock unfurling its tail feathers in front of him, causing everything around him to become stagnant, and all space seemed to fold upon itself in that instant, blurring the line between reality and illusion. That densely packed space, filled with incomparable sharpness, sliced towards him.

Tang San opened his mouth, the bitterness in his mouth indescribable.

Without a doubt, Pretty Girl had the intent to kill him. With his current power, he could not possibly block this strike.

He really wanted to tell Pretty Girl, "My dear, do you know that you\'re trying to murder your own husband?"

He hadn\'t expected that the divine consciousness that he had been cherishing, intending to use only when Pretty Girl needed rescue in the future, would have to be used now to save his own life.

If he didn\'t use it, dying at the hands of his own wife would be quite a tale to tell.

At such a life-threatening moment, there was no time for hesitation. Tang San\'s eyes instantly brightened, an unusual brilliance blossoming in their depths.

It was a soft golden light, a peculiar gold flickering with a faint halo. The memories of his past life surrounded him at this moment, and his gaze became void yet filled with a warm sensation.

Staring at the lethal overlapping space, he slowly raised his right hand and made a gesture as if grasping at the void.

And just then, as if sensing something, the overlapping spaces momentarily paused. It was also at this moment that an explosive sound suddenly erupted, "Spare me!"

Tang San\'s void grasping motion and the compressing overlapping space both paused almost simultaneously.

Immediately afterward, a ball of fierce flames had already forcibly pressed in, with intense fire rising, enveloping Tang San\'s body and protecting him within.

The cascading pale blue halos faded away like the ebbing tide, revealing Pretty Girl\'s figure. At this moment, her eyes carried a hint of confusion along with an otherworldly brilliance.

Zhang Haoxuan stood in front of Tang San, gasping heavily. It was so close, just so close!

If he had been even a moment later, his precious disciple, the child he held great hopes for in his heart, would have been torn to shreds by one of their own.

Pretty Girl\'s eyes focused, gazing at Zhang Haoxuan.

"Don\'t misunderstand. He\'s one of us. He is my disciple," Zhang Haoxuan urgently explained.

Pretty Girl\'s brow furrowed slightly, and the confusion in her eyes dissipated as she said in a detached tone, "Is he cleared for my level of confidentiality? Even though he is your disciple."

Zhang Haoxuan\'s mind raced, immediately realizing that Tang San must have exposed his Orange Redemption identity in front of Pretty Girl. Showing the Redemption Identity to Pretty Girl undoubtedly meant that he knew she was also of the Redemption.

"It was my fault. He is my only disciple, and I have placed great hopes upon him, so I shared some secrets with him. I told him before when he encountered you at the academy because I was worried that there would be a clash between you two. For this matter, I will accept the organization\'s punishment," he said.

"Academy? He is also at Jiali Academy?" Brightness flickered in Pretty Girl\'s eyes, but this time without any rising killing intent.

Zhang Haoxuan quickly nodded and, stepping aside, pulled Tang San out from behind him.

The golden glow in Tang San\'s eyes had already faded, and his back felt icy cold, drenched in a cold sweat. So close! Just then, in that instant, his divine consciousness was about to burst forth.

The moment he heard Zhang Haoxuan\'s voice, he had already started to reel in his divine consciousness, else it would have been too late. With Zhang Haoxuan\'s interference, even if he had truly been hit by Pretty Girl\'s space power, as long as he didn\'t die instantly, she could retract the space power. With his teacher present, there was no doubt his life was safe.

What he found odd, though, was that Pretty Girl seemed to have started withdrawing her space power even before Zhang Haoxuan spoke. Although she completely dispersed it after his teacher spoke, the initial retraction was still beforehand.

"Take off your mask so Pretty Girl can have a look," Zhang Haoxuan slapped Tang San on the back of the head.

Such a troublemaker, this boy—if I had been a second late, the consequences would\'ve been unimaginable.

With no choice, Tang San thought to himself, I am the Godking, and you dare to smack the head of a Godking!

He removed the mask from his face, revealing his true appearance.

When Pretty Girl saw him, she was momentarily stunned, blinking her eyes. In that moment, she seemed to lose some of her coldness.

"Is it you?"

"Cough, yes, it\'s me," Tang San nodded and said with a wry smile.

Pretty Girl looked at him, then at Zhang Haoxuan, and then she walked towards the two intact Eighth Stage Winged Tigers. Reaching one, she raised her hand and slapped it on the Winged Tiger\'s forehead; suddenly, a mysterious wave of space power rippled through, and Tang San could vaguely make out what seemed to be a spatial vortex in the palm of her hand, as she pulled out the spatial energy from within the Winged Tiger.

The next instant, the Eighth Stage Winged Tiger collapsed limply, yet it still breathed weakly. It wasn\'t dead!

The other received the same treatment. Then, both Eighth Stage Winged Tigers were put away by Pretty Girl into her Storage Pouch.

After that, she turned back to Zhang Haoxuan and said, "Let\'s not have another incident like this."

"Yes," Zhang Haoxuan respectfully bowed to her.

Pretty Girl glanced at Tang San, then her figure flickered, disappearing into the depths of the forest.

Tang San\'s gaze remained fixed on her until she vanished from sight.