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Cleansing, Harmonizing Intent (3)

Tang San smiled:

"Aunt, as a noble lady, making inquiries about others' private business is rather lacking in manners. That's what you taught me."

Tang Yue-Hua snorted,

"Am I some other person? I'm your aunt. Since your dad isn't present, I'm your elder. Confess."

Tang San couldn't help shaking his head. At this moment, an enormous longing suddenly rose in his heart.

'It's been five years, Xiao Wu, are you well?'

Seeing the loneliness in the corners of Tang San's eyes, Tang Yue-Hua didn't ask further. Raising her hand to rub Tang San's head, looking at this a head taller than her nephew, her beautiful eyes displayed a tender doting love,

"Silly child, what are you thinking? One can't tell that you're still quite emotional. You're the same as your dad."

Tang San attentively watched Tang Yue-Hua,

"Aunt, can I graduate?"

Tang Yue-Hua looked distracted a moment, somewhat disappointed saying:

"Are you in such a hurry to leave me?"

Even though they'd only been together a year, Tang Yue-Hua truly liked her highly intelligent blood related nephew. In their generation, the most outstanding and most successful were undoubtedly her eldest brother the sect master, Tang Hao, and her. Even though she wasn't a formidable Spirit Master, the power grasped in her hand was enough to make anyone feel dread.

However, among the direct relations of the Tang family, those not quite as outstanding disciples had all opened their branches and scattered their leaves, producing the next generation, even so much that the generation after that had already appeared. But as the once pride of the Tang family, the sect master was a bachelor, she was unmarried, and Tang Hao had ended up like that.

One might say that Tang San was the only issue of the three siblings, and she regarded this nephew as a son.

Tang San equally respected Tang Yue-Hua. He truly had received maternal care from this apparently graceful and beautiful aunt. Even if Tang Yue-Hua was somewhat long-winded, Tang San discovered that he actually rather liked her kind of deeply concerned wordiness. What Tang Yue-Hua gave him was a kind of affection that Tang Hao and Grandmaster never could.

Therefore, Tang San respected this aunt especially much. He was also especially close to her. That he didn't tell Tang Yue-Hua about Xiao Wu was because he didn't want his aunt to worry for him.

"Aunt. You know I'm not. But I have to leave."

Tang Yue-Hua sighed lightly,

"I understand. After you've seen your father, he will let you return to the sect to acknowledge your ancestors and clan. Child, you're even more outstanding than your dad was in those days. Even if aunt doesn't know what you've gone through before, aunt believes that you will definitely be able to surpass your father. Remember, no matter when, you mustn't be impulsive. You must gamble with your life even less. Your father is just too emotional. The reason why he had you study under me, had you learn from me, was mainly in order to temper your temperament, so you won't make the same mistakes he did. In theory, I shouldn't be worried about you, you've already done very well. But in you still flows the same blood as your dad. Promise aunt that you will always put your own safety first, alright?"

Tang San nodded silently. Seeing the kindly gaze in his aunt's eyes, he couldn't keep his eyes from turning faintly red.

Tang Yue-Hua smiled:

"Alright, go back and get your things in order. I know you're anxious to see him. Leave tomorrow. In two days I'll also prepare to go back and take a look at the sect. It's been a while. If I don't go back, I reckon eldest brother will scold me. We'll meet there."

Tang San's heart was moved. Of course he understood that Tang Yue-Hua was returning to Clear Sky School for his sake. He wasn't familiar with the sect's circumstances, and Tang Yue-Hua hadn't told him anything.

But from the Clear Sky School always fading away, one could see that the days of the world's first sect of his clan hadn't been easy.

Tang San originally didn't have anything to put in order, and even if there were some articles of daily use, he could store them directly in Twenty Four Moonlit Bridges. That evening Tang Yue-Hua personally cooked, sitting down to eat several small dishes with Tang San. Before Tang San went to bed, Tang Yue-Hua told him that there was no need to say goodbye when he left tomorrow. That moment, Tang San clearly saw something sparkling and translucent shine in his aunt's eyes.

How could Tang San know that Tang Yue-Hua had once fallen in love with someone, someone she should never have loved. After seeing things clearly, she was never again able to hold any feelings of romance in her heart, and therefore never married. She had once dreamt of having a child, so when Tang Hao brought Tang San, it was like having her dream fulfilled, and consequently Tang Yue-Hua thought of Tang San as her own.

One year wasn't a very long time, but Tang Yue-Hua felt as if she had been reborn. In Tang San she saw the future hope of the Clear Sky School. How could she spare any effort in helping this nephew?

Early morning, after Tang San habitually finished cultivating Purple Demon Eye, he quietly left the Moon Pavilion, without alerting anyone. Right now was just as the sky held the first glimmers of dawn.

A window on the top floor opened, and Tang Yue-Hua quietly stood there, watching that gradually disappearing white silhouette. A faint smile appeared at the corners of her mouth,

"Little San, I'll wait for you at the sect."

After leaving Heaven Dou City, Tang San no longer held back his speed. Extending his legs, he rushed with all his strength. He had long since committed everything on the sheepskin map Tang Hao gave him to memory. He could easily find the right direction basically without looking at it again.

In the blink of an eye, five years time had already passed. Five years ago Tang San had been impatient to know the answer. And today, he finally had the right to learn it. Just as his father said, he had already cleansed himself.

Speeding into the mountains, all bumpy roads were like stepping on flat ground for Tang San. Eight Spider Lances brought him along like a bolt of lightning, finally returning to the mountain range where he once cultivated, how could he still maintain that calm? He only wanted to see his father as soon as possible, to hear him talk about everything in the past.

Still encircled by the mountains, ten thousand peaks and blue-green folds, in front the rippling sapphire, and still that vast waterfall connecting heaven and earth. Even though he once lived here for two years, when Tang San returned here once again, that feeling of an untroubled heart and pleased spirit hadn't changed at all.

In the valley, apart from the rumbling of the waterfall, everything was quiet, peaceful.

Looking at that waterfall that had accompanied him as he grew, Tang San's gaze roamed, searching for the silhouette of his father.

"You've returned."

The deep voice seemed to echo in his hears. Tang San suddenly turned around. That instant, it was as if he froze in place, and his originally excited gaze now turned completely lifeless.

At the edge of the pool was a familiar figure. But when Tang San saw him once again, there was an unsuppressable tremble in his heart. The changes in temper over the past year seemed to shatter in this instant. The pain in his heart making it hard to breathe.

Tang Hao stood quietly by the side of the pool, but there was only one leg supporting his body. His entire left leg was cut off at the base. Equally missing was also his right arm. Standing there right now, was unexpectedly a one armed old man.

His messy hair had even more been rendered snow white.

"Dad——"

Tang San practically shuddered as he called out. In a flash, his trembling lower jaw fell in front of Tang Hao.

Having lost an arm and a leg, Tang Hao seemed very calm. The expression on his face wasn't as grave and rigid as before, and unexpectedly held a faint smile as he looked at the son who thought him a hero.

Raising his hand, rubbing Tang San's head,

"It's good that you've come, I've been waiting."

This kind of familiar action was something he had never done before. But right now Tang San's heart felt like a pincushion.

Incomparably intense anger agitatedly burst out,

"Who was it, dad, who injured you like this..."

Because of his extreme fury, Tang San's Deathgod Domain forcefully burst out, the surrounding atmosphere turning ice cold in an instant.

The smile on Tang Hao's face didn't fade,

"Silly child, what are you doing? Could it be that your aunt taught you in vain in this year?"

"Dad."

Tang San looked at his father's missing limbs, teardrops flowing uncontrollably. The once youngest Title Douluo had actually turned into this wind blown candle like old man, he was his father!

The intense killing intent seemed as if it would rip through his chest. At this moment, Tang San's eyes were already gradually turning blood red.

Tang Hao's expression mended, staring intently at Tang San,

"Wake up, there's nobody that could turn me into this. The one who did it, was me. One year ago, after I returned here, I cut off my own right arm and left leg."

"What?"

Tang San was dumbfounded once again. He was unable to believe that everything in front of him was actually his father's own work.

Tang Hao gave a calm smile,

"Very astonished? Didn't you always want to know about my past? Follow me. I'll bring you someplace."

While speaking, Tang Hao swung his remaining left arm. Spirit power erupted, and he shot up. Even though he only had one leg, his speed was still astonishing, and he directly soared towards the waterfall. Left hand pressing down on empty air, with just a burst of spirit power, he had already reached the reef across from the waterfall.

Tang San's heart held far too many questions, and he hastily leapt up, following his father to the rocks.

Tang Hao didn't use spirit power to resist the battering of the waterfall, allowing himself to be drenched.

Seeing Tang San catching up, he moved once again. With a wave of his left arm, a three meter long, hammer head like a water barrel, immense Clear Sky Hammer abruptly released and soared up. The torrent of water falling from the sky was rolled up by the tremendous spirit power, and Tang Hao also soared up along with his Clear Sky Hammer.

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