Compared to the joy of learning that he had relatives in the world, Tang San wanted to know more about the inside story of what happened back then.
"Aunt, can you tell me the specifics of what happened back then? Father never told me, and the little I know I learned from my current Teacher."
Tang Yuehua's expression froze, and she instantly understood her second brother's intention, presumably not wanting his son to bear too much at a young age. She could tell Tang San what she knew clearly.
"Alas, I'm not too clear on many specific details, but I can give you a general idea. Are you sure you want to know? Your second brother has his reasons for not telling you these things."
"Aunt, please tell Tang San. It's been too painful to be so ignorant for so many years."
Tang San was extremely anxious, afraid that his aunt would hide things from him like Tang Hao did.
Seeing her nephew's urgency, Tang Yuehua couldn't refuse him and revealed everything she knew.
"Your father, Tang Hao, who is also my second brother, was originally the pride of the Clear Sky Sect . He broke through to the Soul Douluo realm at only 30 years old. Only the ancestor Tang Chen had ever done that."
"Even our Big Brother, the current Sect Master of the Clear Sky Sect , Tang Xiao, who is equally talented, couldn't achieve this."
"Back then, when the two brothers were traveling the continent together, they met your mother, A Yin. The three of them hit it off and became sworn siblings. A Yin was the third oldest, which is where your name comes from."
Tang San was stunned. He didn't expect his name to have such an origin.
"Third? Tang San?"
"That's right. Although I haven't asked your second brother, I think that's what he was thinking when he named you."
"The relationship between the three of them gradually became close, which laid the groundwork for the Spirit Hall's covetousness later on."
"Wait, Aunt, what does the Spirit Hall have to do with Father and Uncle becoming sworn siblings with Mother? Why would they want to covet?"
Tang San expressed his incomprehension of the reason. Could it be that the Spirit Hall, as a sacred place for soul masters, would interfere with other people's private friendships?
Tang Yuehua took a deep look at Tang San and said quietly:
"Of course, they wouldn't care about the private relationships of other soul masters, but if there was news of a 100,000 Year Soul Beast, they wouldn't let it go."
"What? A 100,000 Year Soul Beast?"
Tang San seemed to understand something, and his eyes were full of surprise.
"You seem to have figured something out. That's right, your mother, A Yin, was a 100,000 Year Soul Beast, a Blue Silver Grass that had cultivated for 100,000 years. No, it should be called the Blue Silver Emperor."
"Blue Silver Grass is king after ten thousand years, and emperor after one hundred thousand years, and your mother was the emperor of the Blue Silver Grass clan."
"This"
Tang San felt a little dizzy for a moment. He summoned the Blue Silver Grass in his left hand at the right time. Seeing his familiar Spirit again, the little bit of dislike in his heart disappeared. It turned out that this was a relic left to him by his mother.
"You should be able to guess what happened next. Just when your mother gave birth to you, the Former Pope of the Spirit Hall came to the door. In the end, A Yin was forced to sacrifice herself to your second brother, which also made him the youngest Titled Douluo in history."
"Spirit. Hall."
At this moment, the hatred in Tang San's heart for the Spirit Hall reached its peak. Some things that had puzzled him before finally came to the surface. Why would the Spirit Hall set up a killing trap for him, a small Soul Elder? It turned out that they had judged his identity from his Twin Spirits.
Originally, he should have had a perfect and harmonious family in this life, but all of this was destroyed by the Spirit Hall. He would definitely seek justice for himself and his parents.
"Phew, Aunt, then why did Father break with the Clear Sky Sect ? Logically speaking, wouldn't it be better for him to return to the Sect?"
Tang Yuehua sighed. This was the eternal pain in the hearts of every Clear Sky Sect disciple.
"It should have been like this, but the Spirit Hall's Former Pope was declared dead from severe injuries not long after that operation."
"And the Spirit Hall placed all the blame on the Clear Sky Sect , launching a frenzied retaliation against us. Our father, your Grandfather, was eventually angered to the point of coughing up blood and dying. The entire Clear Sky Sect was forced to announce its closure, and those affiliated sects that once relied on the Clear Sky Sect scattered like monkeys fleeing when the tree fell."
"This…"
Tang San was momentarily lost in thought, never expecting that he and his father would become the Sect's sinners. No wonder his father was so dispirited and heartbroken all the time.
His wife died tragically, the Sect suffered heavy losses, and the enemy was unprecedentedly powerful. Anyone would be devastated in such a situation.
Seeing the change in Tang San's eyes, Tang Yuehua immediately comforted him.
"Alright, Xiao San, none of this has anything to do with you. Don't take it too hard."
"Didn't you want to learn music to control your emotions? Aunt will teach you personally."
Coming back to his senses, Tang San felt a warmth in his heart. No matter what, he had gained a relative who genuinely cared about him, which was better than being alone.
As early as two years ago, Little Angel had people buy the shops around Moon Pavilion to monitor Tang Yuehua's movements and whether Tang San had arrived.
Now, the news of Tang San entering Moon Pavilion was quickly reported to Qian Renxue by the spies, and Qian Renxue immediately sent for Ning Bei.
"What's wrong, Snow'er? Didn't you just go to the Ice God Hall the other day?"
Qian Renxue's solemn expression instantly dissolved, and she glared at her man with a slightly flushed face.
"All you think about all day is singing. This is serious!"
Ning Bei shrugged and asked noncommittally:
"Oh? What is it?"
"Tang San has shown up. As you expected, he went to Moon Pavilion to see Tang Yuehua."
Hearing this, Ning Bei raised an eyebrow. It seemed that the other party had successfully left Slaughter City. Currently, he should be going to Moon Pavilion to learn music and etiquette from Tang Yuehua in order to control the God of Slaughter Domain.
However, the fact that he was able to find Tang Yuehua without Tang Hao by his side made Ning Bei feel a little confused, but this was not a big deal.
"Strange, he has already appeared, why hasn't A'Dai returned yet? Did something happen?"
Ning Bei's heart sank slightly, and he thought of the worst possible outcome. Seeing this, Little Angel's face also darkened, and after a long while, she spoke to comfort him:
"Don't think wildly, maybe something just happened on the road that delayed him?"
"Maybe, let's talk about Tang San's matter first. The other party should be in the stage of trying to control the God of Slaughter Domain."
After listening to Ning Bei's account, Little Angel immediately expressed that she wanted to find something for him to do, but she quickly changed her mind.
"Well, should we cause him some trouble?"
"Forget it, lest we backfire like that woman."
After pondering for a moment, Ning Bei's eyes lit up slightly, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Things that endanger his safety probably can't be done, but making him take several times the detours is still possible."
"What do you mean?"
Hearing Ning Bei say this, Little Angel also became interested. As long as she could find some trouble for the other side, she would be happy to try.
"Isn't Moon Pavilion known as a gathering place for nobles? Then it's understandable that occasionally one or two worthless aristocrats with brains full of mush would appear, right?"
Little Angel's heart stirred, and immediately, like Ning Bei, a mischievous smile appeared on her face.
"You're thinking..."
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