Chapter 184 Aunt and Nephew Reunion
Tang Yuehua pulled herself out of her thoughts, a polite smile returning to her face.
She looked at Liu Erlong and said gently, "Dean Liu, did you just bring the students back from the Soul Hunt?"
Liu Erlong did not answer.
Tang Yuehua didn’t seem to mind, continuing, "This student is so highly regarded by Dean Liu, so she must be Dean Liu’s personal disciple, right?"
She paused, then added, "Could you introduce me?"
Highly regarded? Personal disciple?
Liu Erlong felt a pang of bitterness.
Initially, she had only thought of being a disciple of Dean Liu because of Yu Xiaogang and Tang San’s address of "Master’s Wife."
But now...
Yu Xiaogang seemed to have "sold them both out."
Her role as Master’s Wife was truly laughable.
She looked at Tang San, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.
Tang San felt her gaze, looked up, his eyes filled with confusion.
Liu Erlong was silent for a moment, then suddenly spoke, "Speaking of which, this student might actually be a relative of Madam Tang."
Tang Yuehua was slightly taken aback: "What?"
Liu Erlong said in a deep voice, "His surname is Tang."
Tang Yuehua blinked.
Just because they share the same surname, right?
There are countless people in the world with the same surname; not all of them are relatives.
Besides, this child looks only thirteen or fourteen years old. She knows most of the juniors of the Clear Sky Sect, but she’s never seen this child before.
Unless...
A thought suddenly flashed through Tang Yuehua’s mind, but she quickly dismissed it.
Impossible.
That child should still be an infant...
Liu Erlong’s next words, however, exploded in her ears like a thunderbolt: "His martial soul is the Clear Sky Hammer!"
Tang Yuehua’s body trembled violently!
Her deep eyes widened instantly!
What?! The Clear Sky Hammer?!
She instinctively looked at Tang San, her eyes filled with disbelief!
This child...is from the Clear Sky Sect?!
And, his surname is Tang, and he wields the Clear Sky Hammer...
Could it be...could it be he...?
Liu Erlong continued, "His name is San, full name Tang San."
Tang San raised his head, looking at the elegant and beautiful woman before him, his heart filled with doubt.
He didn’t understand why Liu Erlong had revealed his identity to this person so readily.
He secretly observed Tang Yuehua.
Then, he noticed that Tang Yuehua’s body was trembling slightly.
Her deep eyes were now glistening with tears.
She was almost unable to control her excitement.
What’s going on?
Alarm bells rang in Tang San’s mind.
Could it be that this beautiful woman...has feelings for me...?
No, no!
He shook his head silently.
Earlier, Dean Liu had mentioned that the two might be relatives, and he addressed her as "Madam Tang."
Could it be... this beautiful woman is really my relative?
But...
Tang San was filled with confusion.
He grew up in Holy Soul Village, where his father was a blacksmith.
In that remote corner of Holy Soul Village, his father spent his days drinking, blacksmithing, and daydreaming, looking as disheveled as a beggar.
And this beautiful woman before him?
She was elegant and refined, clearly not an ordinary person.
He simply couldn’t reconcile this woman with the image of the disheveled man he remembered—"hair a mess like a bird’s nest, a beard that hadn’t been groomed in ages, dull and sallow eyes, reeking of alcohol."
Tang Yuehua took a deep breath, trying to calm herself.
She looked at Tang San, her voice trembling slightly, "You...you’re called Tang San?"
"Your father’s name, is it Tang Hao? Your mother’s name is A Yin?"
Tang San was slightly taken aback.
He answered truthfully, "My father’s name is indeed Tang Hao, but...I don’t know my mother’s name."
Tang Yuehua’s body trembled again.
he didn’t know his mother’s name?
She paused for a moment, but quickly realized.
Yes...
When her sister-in-law sacrificed herself, this child was probably still an infant, right?
And her second brother...was probably too grief-stricken to mention it in front of the child.
Tang Yuehua’s tears could no longer be held back and streamed down her face!
She rushed forward without regard for her image and hugged Tang San tightly!
"Good child!"
Her voice choked with sobs, "I’m your aunt!"
Aunt?
Tang San was stunned.
This word was so foreign in his memory.
He had only ever known his father, Tang Hao, since childhood. Later, he met Xiao Wu at Notting Academy and adopted her as his younger sister.
In his world, the word "family" only referred to these two people.
But now, suddenly, an aunt appeared?
However, that feeling of blood being thicker than water made him inexplicably lose his guard around the woman before him.
He murmured, "You...are you really...my aunt?"
Tang Yuehua released him, cupped his face in her hands, and examined him closely.
Her eyes were filled with tears, yet she smiled: "You look like your father when he was young, and also like...uh..."
She paused, her gaze landing on Tang San’s eyes: "Your eyes look like your mother’s."
Actually, Tang Yuehua couldn’t see any resemblance to Ah Yin in Tang San.
Only his blue eyes could be considered similar.
Ah Yin’s eyes were blue.
Tang San stared blankly at her, unsure what to say.
Tang Yuehua hugged him again, gently patting his back: "Good child...good child...you’ve suffered so much these past years..."
Just then...
"Ahem, ahem."
Two soft coughs interrupted this touching scene.
Liu Erlong looked at them expressionlessly, his eyes filled with complex emotions.
Tang Yuehua realized what was happening, quickly released Tang San, and turned around.
She wiped away her tears and bowed slightly: "I’m sorry, Dean Liu, Yuehua lost her composure."
She looked up, her eyes full of gratitude: "But thank you so much for telling me this news. Yuehua is deeply grateful!"
Liu Erlong waved his hand, saying nothing.
...
Back of Blue Tyrant Academy, a small courtyard by the lake.
The three arrived at the courtyard gate.
She stopped, turned to Tang San, and said gently, "Little San, wait here for a moment. Dean Liu and I need to discuss something."
Tang San nodded, "Okay."
Tang Yuehua turned and walked into the courtyard.
In the courtyard, Liu Erlong was already sitting on a stone bench, a pot of tea and two cups in front of her.
She reached out and poured Tang Yuehua a cup of tea, "Sit down."
Tang Yuehua sat down opposite her, picked up the teacup, and took a small sip.
Liu Erlong asked directly, "What’s the cultivation level of your junior?"
Tang Yuehua put down the teacup and said seriously, "Two of them can participate in the competition, one at level 38 and the other at level 35."
Of the ten people, Tang Long, Tang Hu, and the others, only Tang Yu and Tang Xin were of suitable age and cultivation level. The others were either too old or had low soul power, making their participation pointless.
Liu Erlong nodded.
Level 38, level 35.
Their cultivation levels are acceptable. Although not a Soul Sect member, the strength of the Clear Sky Hammer should make her a strong initial attacker.
She looked at Tang Yuehua: "Is your Clear Sky Sect preparing to emerge from seclusion?"
Tang Yuehua was slightly taken aback.
She smiled, a smile that was hard to decipher: "It’s mainly because the disciples within the sect have been cooped up for too long; they want to come out and gain some experience. Whether they emerge or not depends on the sect leader and elders’ decision."
Liu Erlong nodded, not pressing further.
The two chatted for a while longer, mostly about trivial pleasantries.
After several rounds of tea...
Tang Yuehua stood up and gave a slight bow: "Dean Liu, I apologize for disturbing you today. I have some matters to discuss with my nephew, so I’ll be leaving now."
Liu Erlong nodded.
Tang Yuehua turned and walked out of the courtyard.
Outside the courtyard, Tang San was standing by the lake, gazing blankly at the emerald green water.
Hearing footsteps, he turned around.
Tang Yuehua walked up to him, looking at him with eyes full of pity.
She said softly, "Little San, do you know where your father went?"
She still couldn’t give up.
What if...what if Second Brother was still alive?
What if what Jiang Bai said was a lie?
Tang San shook his head: "Aunt, I don’t know where he went either."
His voice was low: "After I awakened my martial soul, I went to Notting Academy. Later I went back to the village once, but I didn’t know where Father had gone."
Tang Yuehua’s body trembled slightly.
The last glimmer of hope in her heart was completely shattered.
Second Brother
"...You really..."
Seeing her like this, Tang San felt a sense of foreboding. "Aunt, what’s wrong?"
Tang Yuehua took a deep breath and slowly spoke, "Do you know that Arbitration Elder of the Spirit Hall?"
Tang San nodded.
Jiang Bai?
What, is it about you again?!
Tang Yuehua looked at him, her eyes filled with grief: "He claims to have personally killed the Clear Sky Douluo."
"And your father was actually a powerful Title Douluo, the most talented disciple of the Clear Sky Sect."
"Therefore, his title was the most prestigious in the Clear Sky Sect..."
She enunciated each word clearly: "Clear...Sky!"
Tang San’s eyes widened instantly!
His body began to tremble violently!
A Title Douluo?!
His father was a Title Douluo?!
The Clear Sky Douluo?!
"That Jiang Bai killed him..."
Tang Yuehua’s voice, like a dull knife, cut into his heart, word by word: "So that means..."
"Jiang Bai killed your father!"
Tang San’s legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground!
His eyes were empty, as if his soul had been ripped out!
It was Jiang Bai again!
This time, he killed his father?!
The teacher’s matter is speechless.
Xiao Wu’s fate is unknown.
Now, his father has also been killed...
And the murderer of all this is Jiang Bai!
His hands clenched into fists.
His nails dug deep into his palms, drawing blood, but he was completely oblivious!
How could this be...?!