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The two walked out of the room one after the other and entered the Haotian Sect.
"metropolitan!"
Along the way, everyone they encountered bowed respectfully to Tang Xiao, and their gazes naturally and unconsciously fell on Tang San, each with a different expression.
Clearly, the entire sect already knew that the sect leader and elders had gone out to rescue a young boy.
After wandering around for a while, we finally arrived at a courtyard.
This is Tang Xiao's residence. In the spacious courtyard, an ice coffin is placed in the center, and Tang Hao is lying peacefully inside, his body already devoid of color.
"father!"
Upon seeing this scene, Tang San could no longer hold back and, with tears in his eyes, lay down on the ice coffin.
Tang Xiao slowly stepped forward and placed his hand on Tang San's shoulder. "San, cheer up. Hao was thinking of you before he died. He certainly wouldn't want to see you like this. What you should do is to cheer up as soon as possible, heal your injuries, and then avenge him!"
Perhaps touched by these words, Tang San slowly straightened up, his eyes filled with endless hatred.
"Uncle, you're right. I will definitely kill Lin Chuan and Poison Douluo to avenge my father!"
"And the Spirit Hall, your mother was also forced to her death by the Spirit Hall!"
Upon hearing Tang Xiao's addition, Tang San immediately turned around, his face showing a questioning expression, "Uncle, could you tell me about my father and mother?"
"Of course, no problem. Your mother wasn't human; she was a 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Grass in human form. Back then..."
Tang Xiao's face showed a look of reminiscence, his voice was calm, and his speech was not very fast.
About half an hour later, Tang Xiao told him everything he knew, including how the three of them met, traveled together on the continent, how Ah Yin and Tang Hao got married, and how their identities were exposed, which led to the Spirit Hall's pursuit and ultimately Ah Yin was forced to sacrifice herself.
Tang San finally understood why he had no mother since childhood and why his father, Tang Hao, was so despondent.
Spirit Hall!
Tang San felt an overwhelming sense of resentment.
'Spirit Hall! If I, Tang San, do not destroy Spirit Hall in this lifetime, I will have failed as a son. And Lin Chuan, not only did he kill my father, but he also severed my limbs. He has already committed suicide. I will kill you!'
Recalling Lin Chuan's terror, a hint of apprehension appeared in Tang San's eyes, but he was not afraid.
Even though the Clear Sky Hammer was unfortunately pierced, and now his martial soul is only Blue Silver Grass, and he only has one arm and one leg left, he is still confident that he can catch up with the Mysterious Heaven Skill and various hidden weapons and kill Lin Chuan to avenge himself and his father!
"Xiao San, don't put too much pressure on yourself. Haotian Sect will always be your support."
"In addition, these are the soul bones from Brother Hao's body. I will give them to you now, but it is best if you do not absorb them for the time being. Before Brother Hao passed away, he asked me to take you back to Holy Soul Village. He buried your mother in the back mountain, and there was also a 100,000-year-old soul bone left by your mother. Since the exact location is not clear, I will take you to retrieve the soul bone after you have recovered from your injuries!"
Tang Xiao waved his hand, and three beams of light flew out simultaneously, hovering in mid-air.
There were three soul bones: the skull, the torso bone, and the right leg bone. The left leg bone and the left arm bone were returned to the sect.
There was no other way. Even though Tang Xiao was the sect leader of the Clear Sky Sect, he had to consider the feelings of the other elders. It was already quite difficult for him to leave three soul bones for Tang San.
Tang San was well aware of the value of soul bones. Not to mention brothers, even fathers and sons would inevitably turn against each other over them. However, this uncle was willing to hand over his father's belongings to him, which moved Tang San.
"Thank you, Uncle."
Tang Xiao waved his hand gently, "We're family, no need for formalities. Little San, get some rest. Once you've recovered, your uncle will take you to Holy Soul Village."
"Ok!"
Tang San nodded emphatically.
"Hmm?!" Suddenly sensing something, Tang Xiaohu's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice, "Xiao San, you stay here and keep your father company. Your uncle is going to take care of some things."
"Uncle, please go ahead with your work!"
After saying that, Tang Xiao turned around and walked out of the courtyard. He slowly closed the gate and turned back. There were now five white-haired old men in his sight.
Judging from their appearance, all five men were over eighty years old, but they were all in good spirits and had ruddy complexions.
"Do you elders have something to say?" Tang Xiao's deep voice rang out.
A tall, thin elder stepped forward and slowly asked, "Sect Master, are you planning to let that brat from the Tang family stay in the sect?"
“That’s right,” Tang Xiao nodded, his expression slightly cold. “Seventh Elder, watch your words. Xiao San is Hao Di’s son and also my own nephew.”
"So what?" The thin elder's face showed anger, and his body trembled with agitation. "If it weren't for that beast Tang Hao implicating the sect back then, my eldest son wouldn't have died in the attack by the Spirit Hall. Moreover, this brat was born of a spirit beast. Do you want to let this little bastard defile the sect now?"
"presumptuous!"
Tang Xiao's face turned ashen with rage, and his surging soul power erupted.
The five elders also changed their expressions drastically and staggered back several steps. The seventh elder, in particular, became the main target, his face turning red from the immense force, and his legs began to bend uncontrollably.
"Enough, Sect Master."
Another elderly man with long eyebrows quickly spoke up, and the pressure vanished instantly.
Seeing Tang Xiao stop, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, though they were still somewhat uneasy.
"Sect Master, Seventh Brother misspoke. I hope you will be magnanimous and not hold it against him," the long-browed elder said in a deep voice.
Tang Xiao's face was ashen, and a cold snort came from his nose. "This is the only time. There will be no next time. Brother Hao is already dead. The mistakes he made should not be paid for by Xiao San. In any case, Xiao San has the blood of Haotian Sect flowing in his veins, so I have decided to let him recognize his ancestors and return to the clan."
"If anyone has a different opinion, let him come and talk to me!"
Tang Xiao's gaze swept over the crowd, his eyes cold and aloof. Though he made no move, his presence was imposing without anger.
The five elders exchanged glances but dared not utter a word of rebuttal. Tang Xiao's mere notification was already a great favor.
"In addition, Brother Hao took two inherited soul bones from the sect back then. Now his right arm bone has been lost by accident, so his left arm bone has been used instead. Let the elders keep them safe. When the next sect leader is determined in the future, or when a disciple makes outstanding contributions to the sect, these two soul bones will be awarded to him."
Tang Xiao took out a long black box from his personal soul tool and handed it to the long-browed old man.
The long-browed elder, also known as the Second Elder, knew that this was Tang Xiao's compensation, and that it was the best choice for everyone to compromise.
He could only nod. "Although Tang Hao has left the sect, he is still the old sect leader's son. Let's do as the sect leader says!"
“So best!”
Seeing that the Second Elder had relented, Tang Xiao also breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally, it's all settled. In this way, he hasn't failed Tang Hao's dying wish.
In the courtyard, Tang San also heard the commotion outside clearly, and his eyes released a sharp, cold glint.
'My father and mother are already dead, yet they are still subjected to such humiliation. This is the Haotian Sect! I will one day vindicate my father and make everyone who insulted him apologize!'
Chapter 135 Great Harvest
Nottingham, Fasno Province.
It's been a long time since I've been back, and things have changed noticeably since I left.
Lin Chuan, wearing a faceless mask, walked through the streets of Nottingham.
Having just won the championship in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament, even though Notting City is in a remote location and the news might not reach here so quickly, it's still better to be cautious.
They entered an inn, and by the time they came out again, they had already found out where Holy Soul Village was.
Lin Chuan did not linger in Notting City and rushed to Holy Soul Village without stopping.
After traveling through the mountains and forests for about half an hour, an unremarkable little village came into view, with the three large characters 'Holy Soul Village' clearly written on the stone tablet at the entrance of the village.
"Looks like we didn't make a mistake!"
Lin Chuan did not enter the village, but instead chose to bypass it and enter the back mountain.
At first glance, the surrounding scenery seemed no different from any other. Finding a small blue silver grass in such an unmarked place was no easy task.
However, Lin Chuan vaguely remembered that Tang Hao had buried Ah Yin's grass seeds in a cave behind a waterfall, and all that was left was to find the waterfall.
To avoid any unforeseen complications, Lin Chuan moved extremely fast.
"Um?!"
Another half hour passed, and the sound of gurgling water came from not far away.
"We're here!" Lin Chuan's face lit up with joy. He quickly emerged from the jungle, and his vision suddenly opened up to a small waterfall in front of him, cascading down like a silver river and creating countless waves in the pool.
Lin Chuan leaped down to the base of the waterfall, his body engulfed in flames, blocking the flow of water.
With both feet firmly planted on the rock face, they used the momentum to move upwards, completely ignoring the impact of the water flow, and in the blink of an eye, they had reached about halfway up the rock.
"Snapped!"
Lin Chuan gripped the crevice in the rock with his hands, hanging himself on the rock face.
"These are pretty much the places. Look carefully!"
Lin Chuan used one hand to stabilize himself while using the other to feel around on the rock wall, and soon found a distinctly different area.
To the naked eye, it fits perfectly, as if it were a single piece of rock, but with just a little force, it can be pushed in and dented.
"Rumble--"
A screeching sound rang out, and suddenly a small portal appeared in the rock wall in front of us.
"It really is here!" Lin Chuan let go of his hand and crawled inside.
Lin Chuan spewed out a wisp of golden flames from his mouth, instantly dispelling the damp air and illuminating the dark environment, leaving nothing hidden from view.