Three days later, inside the Residence of the Strength Clan in Heaven Dou City.
Tang San looked at Bai He and asked aloud.
"Grand Maternal Uncle, how did it go? What did those people say?"
Bai He glanced at Tang San, then turned his head to look at his expressionless eldest nephew, Tang Xiao, who stood beside him, and shook his head.
"With the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and Dugu Bo suppressing the situation, no soul master clan dares to respond. Even the Heaven Dou Imperial Family is unwilling to get involved in this mess right now."
Upon receiving this result, Tang San found it somewhat hard to believe.
"How can that be?"
"Isn't the Clear Sky Sect the Number One Sect Under Heaven? How is its influence not even as good as the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"
Bai He did not answer Tang San's question, only giving Tang Xiao a look of forbearance and helplessness.
Seeing Bai He act this way, Tang San recalled the reason for the Breaking Clan's hostility toward him. While feeling a headache coming on, he felt a sense of disdain in his heart.
The Clear Sky Sect had failed to act like decent human beings; it was only after abandoning his father and the Single Attribute Four Clans that they faced today's calamity. Having long since lost the hearts of the people, it would be strange if they could recruit talent under the high-pressure tactics of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and Dugu Bo.
But what other choice was there now? Yesterday, it took all of Tang San's eloquence as the Child of Destiny, combined with the fact that the Clear Sky Sect still had members alive, to convince Tang Xiao to regain his fighting spirit. Tang Xiao could not just retreat now; today, there were only two possible outcomes: either the Clear Sky Sect survived together, or the entire clan would be wiped out.
To save their people, Tang San and Tang Xiao had traveled at full speed for a day, having just returned to Heaven Dou City from the border.
Thinking of the fact that the Breaking Clan had the ability to kill the four Title Douluo of the Clear Sky Sect, Tang San stopped Tang Xiao from rushing off to save them immediately. It was too dangerous; he felt he needed to find some help.
To add a layer of strength and a better chance of victory for his uncle Tang Xiao, he had quietly returned to the Strength Clan, avoiding Tai Tan to find Bai He, hoping he could also help think of a solution.
Bai He was quite sentimental. Knowing what Tang Xiao requested, for the sake of his sister's two descendants, he offered his own method: to use the Clear Sky Sect's remaining, albeit depleted, reputation to see if they could win over any soul master families or the imperial family in the Heaven Dou soul master world.
What a pity! Despite Bai He's efforts, he returned empty-handed.
Nowadays, the Heaven Dou soul master world and the imperial family all knew that the Breaking Clan was backed by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Poison Douluo Dugu Bo. Furthermore, after the incidents of Tang Hao colluding with a soul beast and the affiliated sects fleeing were made public, the Clear Sky Sect's reputation had hit rock bottom. No soul master family or sect dared to help them, all using the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Poison Douluo as excuses to politely decline.
Even when Bai He indicated to the imperial family that if they could save the Clear Sky Sect, the sect would be willing to fully defect to the imperial family, Xue Ye ultimately decided to give up after weighing the pros and cons. The Clear Sky Sect was already in an irreconcilable situation with the three Title Douluo he currently relied on. If he dared to cooperate, he feared the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Poison Douluo would immediately defect to Star Luo. This was too poor a deal; Xue Ye would never make it.
This led to the current situation where help was hard to find.
Hearing the results brought back by Bai He, Tang Xiao mocked himself bitterly. Looking at the Clear Sky Sect that had been brought to glory by his grandfather Tang Chen, only to fall to this state under the "miraculous" operations of the Haotian Twin Stars, he felt extreme anger and sorrow in his heart.
Tang San had no other choice now; he could only take the final path. He then spoke to Tang Xiao and Bai He.
"There is only one last way now: I will return to the Blue Tyrant Academy to see my teacher and see if he can ask Sect Master Yu to help us out."
Although Tang San currently had a very poor impression of this dragon father and pig son, Yu Yuanzhen had failed to protect his martial soul when he arrived, and Yu Xiaogang had only taught him incorrect things.
Originally, after his martial soul recovered, Tang San had wanted to use his changed appearance to stop contacting Yu Xiaogang and erase this stain on his life. But now that the situation had changed, he needed to endure humiliation to achieve his goal.
To save his only paternal uncle, he would try even the most disgusting methods.
Hearing this, a glimmer of hope appeared in Tang Xiao's eyes. Yu Yuanzhen was indeed a possibility! Although there was competition between their two sects, they still had to face Martial Soul Hall together!
Bai He also responded.
"Sect Master Yu is indeed capable of lending a hand."
Having found this potential method, the three of them immediately headed to the Blue Tyrant Academy to put on a performance of a happy reunion between teacher and student.
Blue Tyrant Academy, outer forest, inside a thatched cottage.
A thin man exuding an aura of decadence was sitting on a chair, holding a book while staring blankly, his mind wandering. This person was none other than the "revered" grandmaster of soul master theory in the soul master world.
After Tang San was crippled, he had indeed been unable to accept the blow for the first month, living in a daze and completely immersed in his own world. However, he had suffered many blows in his life. As a stubborn man who was extremely arrogant and antisocial, and with the forgetfulness polished by countless failures in the first half of his life, he had gradually recovered.
As for Tang San, who had lost his talent and disappeared, he could accept it. After all, since he had no talent, wasn't it normal for his, A Certain Yu's, feelings to fade?
Moreover, the Grandmaster believed that since he could cultivate a Tang San with his invincible soul master theory, he could cultivate the next one. Although twin martial souls were rare, there were many possessors of top-tier martial souls. Even if they couldn't compare to Tang San, he could always find the next genius worthy of his invincible soul master theory.
Just as Yu Xiaogang was daydreaming about the future, a voice that was both strange and somewhat familiar rang out outside the cottage.
"Teacher!"
Hearing this call, which sounded somewhat ambiguous yet filled with deep affection, Yu Xiaogang's body couldn't help but tremble. Could it be... Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang put down the book in his hand and rushed out the door, freezing when he saw the three people at the entrance.
He recognized Bai He, and the other tall, handsome man with the same melancholy style also looked familiar, a bit like his deceased idol, but what was the situation with that handsome young man at the end?
Yu Xiaogang looked at the only person he knew, Bai He, and asked with some confusion.
"Clan Leader Bai He, who are these two?"
Tang San also knew that his appearance had changed drastically, and after understanding his teacher's character, he decided to speed things up and skip directly to the key part.
He raised his right hand, and a brilliant blue-gold blade of grass appeared in his palm. Five black, pitch-black spirit rings, each darker than the last, appeared one by one on Tang San's body. With the preliminary preparations complete, Tang San's eyes filled with tears, and he bowed to Yu Xiaogang with deep longing.
"Teacher! It's me, it's Little San!"
Hearing the other party claim to be Tang San, Yu Xiaogang was initially shocked by his extraordinary martial soul and the five all-black spirit rings. However, he quickly threw the thought of taking on another disciple out of his mind. Only upon seeing his beloved disciple, whom he treated like a son, did he realize how irreplaceable the other party was in his heart. In this life, besides Tang San, who else was qualified to be a disciple of his, Grandmaster Yu?
Yu Xiaogang's eyes turned red, and he asked in a trembling voice.
"Are you really Little San?"
The tone was that of a man whose unexpectedly lost treasure had returned to his side, expressing the emotion of longing and the fear that it might be a beautiful dream to the fullest.
Tang San responded excitedly.
"Teacher, it's me."
"Disciple is unfilial, causing you such sorrow!"
As he spoke, Tang San knelt down and kowtowed to Yu Xiaogang.
Seeing such a respectful and handsome young man, Yu Xiaogang was even more certain of his identity. Aside from his perfect disciple—who possessed outstanding talent, loyalty, filial piety, benevolence, and righteousness—there was no one else who could respect him so deeply. He hurriedly stepped forward, pulled Tang San up, gave him a big hug, and said with relief.
"It is good that you are back."
"It is so good that you are back!"
Tang San also hugged Yu Xiaogang. Yet, what appeared to be a heartwarming reunion between master and disciple became somewhat utilitarian, given the way Yu Xiaogang's eyes wandered toward Tang San's Spirit and Spirit Rings, whether intentionally or not.
Although Yu Xiaogang's gaze was subtle, under the formidable insight of Tang San's Purple Demon Eyes, nothing could remain hidden. That such a hypocritical, incompetent person was the teacher of his pure and noble Young Master Tang San made Tang San feel disgusted.
After this intimate exchange between the two masters and disciples, each harboring their own hidden agendas, Tang San did not wait for Yu Xiaogang to steer the conversation toward him, but instead took the initiative to introduce him.
"By the way, Teacher."
"This is my uncle, the Sect Master of the Clear Sky Sect, Tang Xiao."
Upon hearing that the person beside Tang San was the older brother of his idol, Yu Xiaogang bowed respectfully and greeted him.
"Yu Xiaogang pays his respects to Your Excellency Howling Sky."
Tang Xiao suppressed his inner urgency, forced a smile that looked worse than crying, and replied.
"Grandmaster Yu is Little San's teacher, which makes you one of our own; there is no need for such formality."
Hearing the leader of the Upper Three Sects be so polite to him, Yu Xiaogang's vanity was greatly satisfied. However, noticing the clearly abnormal expression on Tang Xiao's face, he asked.
"Then many thanks, Sect Master Tang."
"Seeing that Sect Master Tang's expression is unusual, have you encountered some difficulty?"
"If Sect Master Tang trusts me, you might as well speak of it; perhaps I can provide some assistance."
"Although my cultivation is lacking, I do possess some knowledge."
Tang San watched Yu Xiaogang, who was once again trying to show off his knowledge, and slandered him inwardly. However, since Yu Xiaogang had brought it up himself, it saved him from having to force a change of topic.
Tang San said.
"Is Teacher unaware?"
Yu Xiaogang was a bit dazed.
"Know what?"
He had been in seclusion for these past few days researching theories (building a cart behind closed doors and fantasizing about the future), so he was truly unaware of what had happened in the outside world.
Seeing this, Tang San immediately spoke with a sorrowful expression, telling Yu Xiaogang that the Breaking Clan had joined forces with the Poison Douluo to launch a surprise attack on the Clear Sky Sect while Tang Xiao was away, slaughtering the sect and using the clansmen to force his uncle to appear. Tang San was not lying; he simply only told the latter half of the truth.
Yu Xiaogang's jaw dropped in shock upon hearing this. What year was it, and the Breaking Clan had destroyed the Clear Sky Sect?! But seeing the genuine—or perhaps fake—sorrow on the faces of Tang Xiao and Tang San, Yu Xiaogang immediately declared his stance and issued a profound condemnation of the Breaking Clan's actions.
"Preposterous! This Breaking Clan is truly despicable!"
He then looked at Tang San and said.
"Little San, Sect Master Tang, rest assured."
"The Upper Three Sects are of one mind; the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan will not stand idly by regarding the Clear Sky Sect's affairs. I will return immediately to report this to my father and ask him to lend a hand to the Clear Sky Sect and rescue the Haotian Sect members."
Believing Tang San's one-sided story, Yu Xiaogang immediately took it upon himself to handle the matter. He wanted to earn some favor and instinctively wanted to boost his impression score with Tang San.
Seeing that Yu Xiaogang had taken the bait, Tang San no longer hesitated and immediately responded.
"With the help of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, our mission will surely succeed."
"The Clear Sky Sect will never forget this kindness!"
Yu Xiaogang shook his head, feigning reproach.
"Silly child, why speak of kindness between us?"
The smoothness of this trip exceeded all expectations.
After the group discussed for a while, Tang Xiao and Tang San headed to the Breaking Clan first to scout the situation, while Yu Xiaogang and Bai He hurried back to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan to request reinforcements.
Meanwhile, in the east of Heaven Dou City, inside the Breaking Clan residence.
Yun Ming looked at the complete, transparent crystal left-arm Spirit Bone in his hand and sighed in his heart.
I truly didn't expect it! You actually come from such an ancient era.
Three days ago, with the help of the Defense Clan, the Breaking Clan had located all the hidden vaults and secret compartments of the Clear Sky Sect, looting a massive amount of wealth. Aside from some precious jewelry, medicine, extensive land deeds, and a staggering number of Gold Soul Coins, the thing that delighted the Breaking Clan the most was finding two Spirit Bones. The one in Yun Ming's hand was one of them.
Yun Ming was familiar with this Spirit Bone because it was the left-arm bone he had absorbed in his previous life. He never expected to have such a connection with it; even after returning twenty thousand years into the past, he had encountered it again.
This Spirit Bone originated from a top-tier spatial Spirit Beast called the Sky-Fleeing Falcon. Because this Spirit Beast had an extremely high affinity for space—equivalent to an ultimate attribute—it placed extremely high demands on the host's Spirit Space attribute. After Shrek Academy obtained this Spirit Bone in later generations, it sat gathering dust in the academy's treasury for thousands of years until Yun Ming appeared, giving it a chance to shine.
Now that Yun Ming could meet it again, one could only say that fate was truly marvelous! With this Spirit Bone, Yun Ming's Battle Armor would finally have its fourth component added.
Just as Yun Ming was deep in a brainstorming session, adjusting the detailed design for his left-arm Battle Armor, Yang Wudi's voice came from outside the door.
"Ming Er, it is about time; we should begin."
Hearing his grandfather's reminder, Yun Ming suppressed the various wild ideas in his mind, put away the Spirit Bone, and stood up to head out. As he stepped forward, the expression on his face became increasingly cold. Fourteen years of hatred would finally face its most important reckoning today.
Yun Ming opened the door and saw that Yang Wudi's face was also filled with a murderous aura. Without further words, the grandfather and grandson silently headed toward the execution ground pre-arranged within the clan: the Clan Plaza.
Walking along the way, Yun Ming looked at the silent Clan Land and asked Yang Wudi.
"Have all the clansmen been sent to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for safety?"
Yang Wudi responded.
"Yes."
There was a high probability that the Breaking Clan would not be able to avoid a great battle today. Aside from Yun Ming, Dugu Bo, and the four Yang Brothers, anyone else left behind would only be a burden. Therefore, as early as a day ago, all members of the Breaking Clan had been sent to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to take refuge. Only with Bone Douluo guarding them could their safety be guaranteed.
A few minutes later, the two arrived at the Clan Plaza, where Yang Wutian and Dugu Bo had already taken their positions.
After Yun Ming greeted the two, he turned his head to look at the remnants of the Clear Sky Sect.
Watching the sea of Clear Sky Sect remnants kneeling on the ground, their faces revealing fear and resentment upon realizing they were about to die, he sighed inwardly. His hands would soon be stained with the blood of the innocent, especially women and children, which made his mood rather heavy. It was a pity that his position did not allow him any other choice.
Yun Ming walked up to Tang Long, a Silver Spear appearing in his hand, and was just about to kill when he suddenly felt an overbearing, vigorous pressure of Soul Power descend from the sky, accompanied by a thunderous shout.
"Stop."
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