Chapter 127: Tang San's Younger Brother
The ancestral home of the Clear Sky Sect had now become a seemingly ordinary little village.
"Auntie—aren't we supposed to be going back to the Clear Sky Sect? Why are we in a place like this?" Tang San asked, puzzled.
Even if the three great sects of the Upper Realm were to decline, they wouldn't have fallen to this state—would they?
If it weren't for Tang Hao's explanation, he would have suspected that Tang Yuehua was lying to him.
Tang Yuehua looked at the village in front of her with a melancholy gaze—as if she could see the once prosperous Clear Sky Sect through time and space.
"Xiao San—the Clear Sky Sect used to be here."
"However, because my second brother killed the Pope of Spirit Hall, he was besieged by Spirit Hall and ended up like this," Tang Yuehua explained.
Tang San suddenly realised why Spirit Hall had gone to Notting City to intercept and kill them.
Living under someone else's roof he dared not speak arrogantly and quickly explained, "Auntie—I will atone for my father's mistakes!"
Tang Yuehua nodded with satisfaction at the sincerity in his expression.
"Don't put too much pressure on yourself, Xiao San. This isn't entirely his fault!"
Tang Yuehua knew that her elder brother had also participated in that battle—but Tang Hao had stepped forward to take the blame.
Now that Tang Hao was "dead" she felt that the sect shouldn't keep pressing the issue and blame Tang San for her second brother's mistakes.
"Let's go in!"
As soon as the two stepped into the village gate they were surrounded by several people who looked like farmers—who were on guard.
They lowered their guard only after they saw Tang Yuehua's appearance clearly.
However the group did not leave—because Tang Yuehua was with a stranger.
In case that person was from Spirit Hall and Tang Yuehua was being coerced—they would be able to respond accordingly.
"Young Miss—you're back? And who is this young man?"
Tang Yuehua introduced him. "He is Second Brother's child—Tang San!"
"What? Tang Hao's son? He's the one who ruined the sect—and he still has the nerve to let his son come back?"
The group glared angrily at Tang San. If it weren't for Tang Yuehua they would have torn him apart alive.
Tang San frowned. Even though Tang Yuehua had told him that recognising his ancestors would be a little difficult—he hadn't expected it to be this difficult.
However if he didn't join the Clear Sky Sect he wouldn't be able to learn the cultivation method of the Clear Sky Hammer.
"Fortunately my father had my teacher tell me that if I had no other choice I could absorb those two soul bones myself!" Tang San thought to himself.
Before Tang Yuehua could explain—a boy who looked about the same age as Tang San walked out of the village.
"Greetings, Aunt!" The young man first bowed to Tang Yuehua—and then helped Tang San out of the predicament.
"Brothers—don't be sad for Tang San. His return to the sect is a good thing. We should work together to overcome this difficulty!"
Tang Yuehua nodded and introduced him to Tang San. "This is your uncle's son—Tang Wu. You two can get along well in the future!"
She didn't actually like this nephew because he was the child of her older brother and that woman—yet he was only a year younger than Tang San.
This meant that during the sect's time of crisis that woman had seduced the eldest brother.
"Xiao Wu—are you being foolish? Do you think one more person can change the situation of the sect?"
"Even if he is a cultivation genius he is definitely not as talented as you!" said a disciple of the Clear Sky Sect.
Tang Wu pretended to be in a difficult position and could only say, "How about this—Tang San and I are about the same age so let's have a friendly spar."
"If he wins—let's not make things difficult for him. How about we take him back to the sect?"
"Auntie—what do you think?"
Tang Yuehua frowned—finally understanding her nephew's meaning: he wanted to use Tang San to gain fame within the sect.
She looked at Tang San—only to see him nod. "Tang Wu—I can spar with you!"
Tang Wu was secretly delighted when he saw Tang San agree—because the Great Sumeru Hammer of the Clear Sky Sect would only be passed on to the next Sect Master of the Clear Sky Sect.
He had a premonition that Tang San's return to the sect was definitely not for the sect's sake—but for something else.
His mother also possessed a mysterious soul bone—which was said to have been left to Tang San by his second uncle Tang Hao.
If he could outperform Tang San in talent he might be able to compete for ownership of that soul bone.
He wanted to make a name for himself and become a candidate for the next Sect Master.
Moreover even if he lost he wouldn't suffer any loss—because he was one year younger than Tang San and no one could say anything about it.
Tang Wu cupped his hands in greeting and revealed his spirit—which turned out to be Blue Silver Grass.
"Tang Wu—a level 27 Great Soul Master—please enlighten me!"
"What? His spirit is also Blue Silver Grass? And he actually cultivated it to level twenty-seven." Tang San's pupils shrank—and he was extremely surprised.
He had been able to cultivate to level 30 because of his "innate full soul power"—the Mysterious Heaven Art—and the master's teachings.
But Tang Wu was younger than him—yet he had such cultivation. Could it be that he was also born with full soul power?
Tang San put aside his contempt and revealed his spirit.
"Tang San—a level 30 second-ring Great Soul Master—please enlighten me!"
Tang San had travelled under pressure and broken through level 30 along the way—but he didn't have time to absorb a soul ring and break through to the Soul Elder level.
"It's also Blue Silver Grass?"
Tang Wu's pupils contracted; he realised that Tang San might possess twin spirits—just like himself.
He made the first move—his Blue Silver Grass transforming into a long whip that lashed out at Tang San—startling Tang San.
"Can the spirit skills of the Blue Silver Grass spirit be like this? Didn't the teacher say that the Blue Silver Grass spirit should develop towards the control type?"
Tang San sensed that Tang Wu might be following a power-attack style of cultivation—so he quickly activated Ghost Shadow Perplexing Steps to dodge the whip.
The whip cracked loudly—sending dirt and stones flying from the ground where Tang San was standing.
"What powerful force! Behold my Blue Silver Bind!" Tang San felt that his soul skill seemed a bit low-level.
Tang Wu clearly knew a lot about Blue Silver Grass—dodging Tang San's skill in advance and continuing to whip Tang San.
Tang San's parasitic seed was also detected and dodged by the opponent. For a moment Tang San actually suffered a setback in terms of soul skills.
"The teacher is right. I have more than just Blue Silver Grass as a spirit. No matter how strong Blue Silver Grass's attack is—can it compare to the Clear Sky Hammer?" Tang San comforted himself.
The next moment he used the Ghost Shadow Steps combined with the Jade Hand to circle behind his opponent as the opponent unleashed the whip.
Where are they?
The Ghost Shadow Perplexing Steps technique—with speed comparable to an agility-type Soul Master—left Tang Wu completely bewildered by Tang San's movements.
"Alright—Xiao Wu—he's behind you. You're no match for him!" Tang Yuehua stopped the sparring.
She realised that Tang San had held back; if Tang San had launched a sneak attack earlier Tang Wu would have been completely unable to defend himself.
"No—Auntie—I haven't lost yet!" Tang Wu refused to admit defeat.
But the next moment a thick Blue Silver Grass appeared beneath his feet and wrapped around him.
The Blue Silver Grass also carried the venom of the Datura Snake and the parasitic seeds of the Ghost Vine. Before long Tang Wu collapsed—powerless.
At this moment Tang San bowed and said, "You flatter me!"
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