Chapter 270: Creating the Soul Palace! Heading to the Clear Sky Sect?
In the mirror, her stunningly beautiful eyes, suddenly raised and filled with astonishment, were reflected, along with the two uninvited guests who abruptly appeared behind her, exuding an aura of blood and slaughter.
Slowly turning around, as the beautiful woman's gaze pierced through the swirling dust and finally landed on the tall figure, weathered and worn, yet still recognizable, silhouette, the jade comb in her hand clattered to the polished floor.
Her lips trembled slightly, and a name almost buried deep within her years, carrying endless complex emotions, escaped her lips:
"Hao!?"
Looking at the now-graceful, tearful woman before him, Tang Hao's sharply defined features seemed to soften slightly. He sighed softly,
"It's me, Yuehua. Don't recognize me, do you?"
On his face, Tang San actually saw a long-lost, almost self-mocking expression.
Gazing at the incredibly weathered man before her, Tang Yuehua's lips trembled violently. Twenty years of pent-up longing and resentment burst forth in an instant.
A moment later, unable to maintain her usual elegance, she abruptly threw herself into Tang Hao's arms and burst into tears.
After a long while, Tang Yuehua's sobs gradually subsided into low whimpers. She slowly raised her head, looking deeply into Tang Hao's eyes, as if trying to etch his weathered face into her heart.
Then, she turned her gaze to the silent Tang San beside her and asked with a heavy nasal tone, "Who is he? Your son with her?"
Tang Hao nodded silently.
"Brother," Tang Yuehua's voice choked with sobs,
"How...how did you become like this?"
Tang Hao forced a smile, trying to ease the tension, "Silly girl, when did you become so prone to tears? This isn't like the proud little princess I remember."
Tang Yuehua retorted angrily, "It's all because of you! How many years has it been? You haven't sent a single word! Do you know how worried I was?!"
Tang Hao fell silent. He sat down beside Tang San, head bowed, and after a long while, asked softly in an almost hoarse tone, "Big brother...is he alright?"
Tang Yuehua paused, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes, and slowly shook her head, "I don't know. You know what big brother is like; he keeps everything to himself."
Hearing this, Tang San keenly sensed that his father's body suddenly stiffened.
"I've let the sect down," Tang Hao's voice was low and hoarse.
Tang Yuehua sighed softly, "What's the point of saying all this now? Second brother, you've finally come back, and I'm not letting you leave again. You must come back to the sect with me. Eldest brother... he's always thinking of you!"
Tang Hao shook his head with a bitter smile, his smile full of vicissitudes, and said, "Go back? I've already been expelled from the sect and am no longer a member of the Haotian Sect. What face do I have to go back? Yuehua, although I've let the sect down, I... don't regret what I did back then."
He paused here, changed the subject, and said with a hint of concern.
"My elder brother... he hasn't married yet?"
Tang Yuehua's face darkened, a layer of frost settling over her elegant features. She said,
"My elder brother isn't as emotional as you. He's more responsible and has a stronger sense of duty than you! Everything in the sect depends on him. The burden on his shoulders is too heavy... He can only silently commemorate and cherish the unspeakable feelings in his heart by not marrying."
"Second brother, do you really... really not want to return to the sect?"
Hearing this, Tang Hao stood up, slowly walked to the center of the hall, his back to Tang Yuehua, his broad back appearing incredibly lonely and desolate: "Yuehua, my heart is dead. The moment A Yin offered herself as a sacrifice, my heart went with her, and I can no longer rekindle even a trace of my former drive."
"As for the sect, I can't help much now. I don't want to apologize, and I have no face to say it to my elder brother. I believe he understands my predicament and choices."
He then slowly turned around, his gaze first falling on Tang San, then returning to Tang Yuehua, his eyes becoming solemn. He said,
"Yuehua, I brought Xiao San to you this time mainly to ask for two things."
"First, Xiao San went to the City of Slaughter to improve his strength. Although his strength has greatly increased, an extremely terrifying killing intent has accumulated within him, affecting his mind and causing him to sometimes lose control."
"Your talent lies in the unparalleled method of cultivating the mind and character on the continent. I hope you can help him learn how to control this killing intent."
"Second, after he controls his killing intent, I hope... you can take him back to the Haotian Sect to acknowledge his ancestors. Xiao San is only fifteen years old this year, yet his soul power has already broken through level sixty. Even on the entire continent, he is a peerless genius. I think, with his talent and potential, the sect... should be willing to accept him. This is the only thing I... can do for the sect."
"Furthermore, you must be wary of the Spirit Hall! When Xiao San and I arrived, we heard that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had been wiped out, and two of the three upper sects were gone. The Spirit Hall's wolfish ambitions are now crystal clear! Their next target is very likely the Clear Sky Sect! The sects must prepare as soon as possible and must not have the slightest bit of wishful thinking!"
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Meanwhile, at the Heavenly Path Academy, in the council hall.
The academy, rebuilt after the great battle, was undergoing orderly reconstruction.
At this moment, only Dugu Bo and Tang Chuan remained in the hall.
The atmosphere was completely different from the somber sadness of Yuexuan; it was filled with a sharp, ambitious spirit.
"Old monster, the academy is good, but its scope is limited. I think it's time to create our own sect," Tang Chuan said solemnly, looking at the elder who was both his teacher and friend.
Hearing this, Dugu Bo raised an eyebrow, a glint of light flashing in his dark green snake eyes. He said,
"Create a sect? Young man, quite ambitious. However, with your current strength and reputation, you are qualified. But this is by no means easy."
Tang Chuan smiled slightly, his eyes honest. "Precisely because it's not easy, I need partners I can absolutely trust. Old monster, there are some things I need you to know."
From then on, Tang Chuan no longer concealed anything.
He recounted his true identity, Xiao Ruier's true origins, and the astonishing adventures he had experienced in the Star Dou Great Forest and other places over the past few months. He explained how he obtained a million-year soul ring and how he formed an alliance with the ferocious beasts like Di Tian.
As Tang Chuan recounted his story, Dugu Bo's expression shifted from initial surprise to shock, and finally to utter astonishment.
He had lived for so many years, believing he had seen countless storms, but what Tang Chuan had experienced completely overturned his understanding.
"That's how it is,"
Tang Chuan said, taking a sip of his tea, giving Dugu Bo time to process it.
Dugu Bo remained silent for a long while, finally letting out a long sigh, rubbing his temples, and saying with a wry smile, "This...this is truly unbelievable! A million-year soul ring, the overlord of the Star Dou Great Forest...kid, your experience is even more outrageous than a mythological script!"
He abruptly looked up at Tang Chuan, his eyes gleaming with excitement and understanding.
"No wonder! No wonder your spirit rings are so monstrous, and your strength has increased so terrifyingly! It turns out you have the entire spirit beast force of the Star Dou Great Forest behind you!"
He suddenly seemed to have thought of a crucial issue, leaning forward with a hint of impatience in his voice, and said,
"By the way, kid, since you're going to create a sect, have you thought about what to name it? This is the face of the sect, it's extremely important!"
Upon hearing this, Tang Chuan was silent for a moment, his fingers lightly tapping the table, a glint of disdain flashing in his eyes. At this moment, he recalled the powerful figures of Di Tian, Bi Ji, and the Ten Thousand Demon King, and the posture of the Crimson King prostrating at his feet, a surge of pride welling up within him.
"Our current main force, or rather, the strongest force behind us, basically all comes from spirit beasts." Tang Chuan slowly spoke, his voice steady and powerful, "The Hall of Spirit Beasts, where all souls return... how about calling it the Soul Hall?"
"Soul Hall..." Dugu Bo repeated the name softly, savoring it.
The name sounded simple, yet it carried an aura of mystery, antiquity, and power. He slapped his thigh, his eyes gleaming with a vibrant green light.
"Good! Soul Hall! This name is imposing and unique! It's settled!"
Just then, steady footsteps echoed outside the council hall.
The two stopped talking and looked towards the entrance.
Ning Fengzhi, a hint of worry on his face, slowly walked in. He first nodded to Dugu Bo and Tang Chuan, then got straight to the point:
"Poison Douluo, young friend Tang Chuan, I apologize for disturbing you."
"I just came from the palace. His Majesty has important matters to entrust to me."
"Oh? What are His Majesty's instructions?" Dugu Bo composed himself, his earlier excitement subsiding, and asked seriously.
Ning Fengzhi said solemnly:
"His Majesty deeply feels the growing threat of the Spirit Hall. With the Empire and our remaining strength alone, we fear we cannot contend with it. His Majesty hopes that we can act as envoys of the Empire and travel to the Clear Sky Sect."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over Tang Chuan and Dugu Bo.
"His Majesty's intention is to see if we can persuade the Clear Sky Sect to join us in fighting against the Spirit Hall! This matter concerns the future of the Empire and even the entire continent. His Majesty specifically ordered me to come here to earnestly request that the Heavenly Path Academy send core members to accompany us in persuading them. After all, young friend Tang Chuan's current reputation and strength might increase our chances of success."
Upon hearing this, the hall immediately fell silent.
Go to the Clear Sky Sect?
Coincidentally, on the other side of the city, in the Moon Pavilion, several other people were also discussing their upcoming trip to the Clear Sky Sect
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