I'm Counting on You for Everything

Tang San's hand stopped on her back. He collected his thoughts and then slowly spoke:

"I admit that your father's death was largely related to my father. In that battle, my father did indeed wound your father. And my mother was sacrificed because of your father's pursuit. The blood feud between our two families, when settled one by one, makes it impossible for anyone to say who owes whom."

Tang San paused for a moment, then looked down at Qian Renxue.

"But Xue'er, I want to say that those are grudges from our previous generation. I don't want to cause an even greater disaster because of this. When will this cycle of revenge end? You take revenge, I take revenge, and revenge upon revenge, it will never end."

Qian Renxue lifted her head from his chest, looking at him with teary eyes. "But my father..."

Tang San wiped away her tears. "Xue'er, don't cry, let me finish."

"According to my father's description, he only injured your father. But he himself said that the injury was far from fatal. He never intended to kill your father, as that would have brought disaster to the sect."

"According to my father's estimation, although your father was injured when he returned, with the Spirit Hall's resources, he would only need a few months of rest to fully recover."

"On this point, I completely believe my father's account. If he wanted to kill your father, he wouldn't have stopped. Besides, he's been hunted by the Spirit Hall for so many years, he's taken the blame for all the crimes, and his sect has abandoned him. He has absolutely no reason to lie to me about this."

Tang San looked into Qian Renxue's eyes and said, word by word, "Therefore, I think there must be more to your father's death than meets the eye."

A sudden realization flashed in Qian Renxue's eyes, and her brows furrowed. "You mean..."

Tang San nodded, his eyes filled with certainty. "Yes, I can ascertain that your father was definitely assassinated by someone close to him while he was recuperating. That person took advantage of his momentary lapse in defense to strike."

"Moreover, this person is extremely important to the Spirit Hall, so important that even your grandfather had to conceal the truth and could only direct his anger at the Clear Sky Sect, holding them responsible for this."

"Otherwise, with your grandfather's strength, he shouldn't have been unable to hunt down my father Tang Hao. The fact that he didn't go all out to kill him means that he was just putting on a show, demonstrating his stance, and the real culprit is someone else."

Qian Renxue fell into deep thought.

After a long silence, she spoke softly, "Who could it be? Who could approach my father so easily without any suspicion? Who could enter his secret chamber when he was seriously injured without being stopped?"

Tang San certainly knew who it was, but he couldn't reveal the answer himself.

He shook his head, a hint of helplessness in his voice. "I'm not sure either. Perhaps only your grandfather knows that this person could get so close to your father without any suspicion. He must know something, but he's unwilling to say it, or perhaps he doesn't want you to know."

Qian Renxue suddenly sat up, the blanket slipped off her body, revealing her beautiful upper body.

She didn't pay any attention and hurriedly started getting dressed, saying as she did so, "I'll go ask my grandpa right now."

Tang San sat up, reached out and took her wrist, gently pulling her back into his arms. He advised, "Don't rush. If you run back now, it will only arouse suspicion and ruin your infiltration plan. You must have Titled Douluo -level bodyguard with you, right? Just have him deliver a letter. Since your grandfather already knows you have suspicions, he certainly won't hide it from you anymore."

Qian Renxue thought about it and agreed with Tang San's point.

She leaned against Tang San, remained silent for a moment, then looked up at Tang San's face, a hint of apology in her eyes. "If what you said is true, then we've let your parents down so badly. I... how will I face them in the future?"

Tang San shook his head, his tone resigned, and said, "After my mother sacrificed herself, she turned into a seed. I know a way to revive her. If you can help me revive my mother, my father will definitely not blame you."

Qian Renxue's eyes lit up, and she asked eagerly, "What method? Tell me quickly!"

"The way is to become a god," Tang Feng said firmly. "If you can inherit the position of the Angel God and use the Angel Divine Light and radiant power, you can resurrect my mother."

Qian Renxue's eyes widened, her mouth slightly agape, her voice filled with shock. "Angel God? Isn't that my ancestor? How did I become a god?"

Tang San touched her forehead, his tone relaxed. "Don't rush. Your grandfather is the Great Enshrined of the Angel God; he must have planned everything for you. The Angel God's inheritance is definitely waiting for you somewhere in the Spirit Hall. As long as you cultivate diligently and reach that level, you will naturally receive guidance. Your grandfather might not be telling you because he thinks it's not the right time yet."

However, Tang San felt that Qian Daoliu might not have expected Qian Renxue inherit the Angel God, and simply intended to make her the next Great Enshrined.

Tang San didn't say anything, nor did he intend to. If he did, it might even bring him death.

Qian Renxue nodded, a hint of determination appearing in her eyes.

She gripped Tang San's hand tightly, her voice solemn. "Alright. I will definitely cultivate diligently, become a god, and resurrect your mother."

Tang San smiled and kissed the back of her hand.

The two were silent for a moment. Tang San suddenly remembered something and asked, "Xue'er, will you continue to infiltrate the Heaven Dou?"

Qian Renxue's eyes dimmed slightly. She leaned on Tang San's shoulder, her voice tinged with confusion and weariness. "I don't know either. My original plan was to help the Spirit Hall steal the Heaven Dou Empire, then rightfully return to the Spirit Hall, impress her, and take over the Pope's power. Then, with the combined strength of the Spirit Hall and the Heaven Dou Empire, we would unify the entire continent. I've been lying in wait for over a decade, and everything was going according to plan."

She paused, a flicker of resentment and anger crossing her eyes. "But now, the Pope has taken on a disciple with Twin Martial Souls, Zhang San. I heard the Pope even intends to make him his Holy Son. I've painstakingly infiltrated for over a decade, doing so much for the Spirit Hall, and she completely disregards me. This time, in the Soul Master Tournament, she actually brought out four Soul Bones, blatantly promoting her disciple. Everyone in the Spirit Hall, including most of the forces on the continent, knows who those four Soul Bones are meant for."

Tang San immediately understood why there were four Soul Bones Soul Bone of three as in the original story.

So it was this Zhang San who suddenly appeared. He must be Tang San from the Tang Sect whom I ousted, right?

Who would have thought he also Twin Martial Souls, and even joined the Spirit Hall? Life is truly unpredictable!

Luckily, I have Qian Renxue. Otherwise, if he recognizes me in the future, he might accuse me of courting death at the slightest provocation. How could I possibly fight him like that!

Tang San tightened his grip on Qian Renxue's hand, looking at her and saying, "Don't worry, I will definitely help you defeat her disciple and retrieve the Soul Bone. Let everyone in the Spirit Hall know who the true master of the Spirit Hall is."

Qian Renxue threw herself into Tang San, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist. "Okay, I'm counting on you."