Eternal First Empress, Xue Yunlan!

Tang Hao's expression turned grave at his words. "What happened?"

His broad hand pressed down on Tang San's shoulder, his gaze sharp as a torch. "Did you encounter a Titled Douluo?"

Tang San froze. "Father, how did you..."

He stopped halfway through, an astonishing guess rising in his heart.

Tang Hao nodded slightly and admitted calmly, "That's right."

His gaze swept across the group, his voice steady as a bell:

"I am also a Titled Douluo."

"My title is Clear Sky."

Now that the Clear Sky Sect had reemerged, he no longer needed to conceal his identity.

He had come this time precisely to bring Tang San back to acknowledge his ancestors and return to the sect.

"You're the Clear Sky Douluo whose name shakes the continent?!"

Dai Mubai sucked in a cold breath, his voice trembling with disbelief.

"Yes. I met with your imperial father a few days ago."

Tang Hao answered indifferently.

The appearance of a Titled Douluo was shocking enough, let alone when he turned out to be their companion's father!

Everyone revealed looks of astonishment.

"Third Brother's father is actually a Titled Douluo?"

Ma Hongjun rubbed his eyes hard.

"I'm not dreaming, am I?"

Oscar's eyes lit up as he began imagining the future. "Does this mean we'll have a Titled Douluo watching over us from now on?"

Zhu Zhuqing nodded lightly, a trace of resolve in her cool voice. "Then it seems the day we avenge Xiao Wu isn't far away."

The academy prepared a quiet room for Tang San and Tang Hao, allowing the father and son to speak alone.

"Little San, tell Father. Who exactly harmed Xiao Wu?"

Tang Hao asked in a low voice.

Pain flashed through Tang San's eyes as he said softly, "It was Poison Douluo, Dugu Bo."

"Dugu Bo?"

A flicker of surprise crossed Tang Hao's eyes.

Just days ago, his grandfather Tang Chen had asked about this man, and now he had killed Xiao Wu. The coincidence was too strange.

After a brief pause, he said solemnly, "With my strength, killing him would be as easy as turning my hand. But Little San, you're a man. You should avenge this grudge with your own hands."

"In the eyes of the world, Dugu Bo merely killed a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast."

"It is only natural for soul masters to hunt soul beasts. No one would condemn him for it. In this world, treasures have always belonged to the capable."

Tang San clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white. "Xiao Wu isn't a treasure... she's my sister."

He raised his head, his eyes blazing like fire. "Father, I understand. I'll cultivate diligently and become a Titled Douluo as soon as possible."

"I'll avenge Xiao Wu with my own hands!"

"Good! That's my son!"

Tang Hao gave his shoulder a heavy pat, his eyes full of approval.

"Besides, I came this time to tell you something else."

"The Clear Sky Sect has returned to the world."

"The Clear Sky Sect?"

Tang San looked confused.

Tang Hao then told him everything, from the sect's past to the return of his great-grandfather Tang Chen.

"The hammer in your left hand is the inherited martial soul of the Clear Sky Sect's direct lineage—the Clear Sky Hammer."

"Your great-grandfather wishes to meet you."

"And bring you back to acknowledge your ancestors and return to the sect."

"So that's how it is..."

Tang San took a deep breath.

There was too much information for him to process today. He needed time to digest it all.

His father was the renowned Clear Sky Douluo, his great-grandfather was an apex existence who had once dominated the continent, and his sect was the strongest in the world...

For a moment,

Tang San did not know whether he should feel happy or sad.

He clearly possessed such an extraordinary background.

Yet all of it

had come too late.

If he had known earlier that his father was a Titled Douluo, if he had been able to acknowledge his great-grandfather sooner...

Would Xiao Wu not have died?

Tang San slowly unclenched his hand.

No...

In the end, it was because I was too weak.

I can't blame anyone else.

Suddenly, Tang San seemed to remember something.

"By the way, Father, why have you never mentioned Mother to me?"

The moment the word "mother" left his lips,

a trace of tenderness flashed through Tang Hao's weathered eyes.

He slowly said:

"I originally intended to tell you about your mother once you reached the rank of Soul Sage."

"But now, there's no need to avoid the matter anymore."

"Your mother, like Xiao Wu, was also a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast."

"That is why, after seeing through Xiao Wu's identity, I did not stop the two of you."

Tang San's expression abruptly changed. He kept muttering to himself:

"So that's how it is... so that's how it is..."

Then,

Tang Hao told Tang San everything about Ah Yin and Spirit Hall from back then.

Tang San was furious, gritting his teeth as he said:

"Spirit Hall, this hatred cannot be shared beneath the same sky!"

"So they were the ones who harmed my mother!"

Tang Hao placed a hand on Tang San's shoulder and slowly said:

"I originally planned to raise you into the strongest Titled Douluo on the continent, so you could avenge your mother with me."

"Now that your great-grandfather has returned, there is no need to place every burden upon you."

Tang San was slightly moved and asked:

"Dad, is Great-Grandfather really that powerful?"

"Yes."

"You only need to know this: Titled Douluo like Dugu Bo..."

"Your great-grandfather could kill them with a wave of his hand."

Tang Hao stood and said flatly:

"Alright, pack up and ask the academy for leave."

"Anyway, you definitely won't be willing to leave your companions."

"Okay, Dad!"

Afterward,

Tang Hao took Tang San away from Shrek Academy and returned to the Clear Sky Sect.

Meanwhile, Chen Luo had no intention of remaining idle.

After several successive schemes, the Shock Value in his account had already neared the three-billion mark.

With his current strength, there was no urgent need for him to use those points to improve himself.

Because he already had an even grander goal in mind.

To revive an existence capable of shaking the entire continent and even completely rewriting the world's balance of power.

Chen Luo sat quietly at the bookstore's front desk, his fingertips brushing over an ancient book on the table.

Its pages had yellowed, and the writing on its cover had long since become blurred, showing that it had weathered many years.

Chen Luo looked at the words in the ancient book.

"Xue Yunlan, the fourth ruler of the Heaven Dou Empire, reigned for twelve years. She spent her life on campaign, personally leading expeditions in all directions and expanding the empire's territory to its greatest extent in history—reaching the Wasteland Domain in the south and the Endless Sea in the north. Later generations called her the 'Eternal First Empress'!"

"Her mind was unfathomably deep. During the struggle for the throne, she counter-killed three elder brothers and two younger brothers, while purging countless court officials."

"Her cultivation talent was likewise extraordinary. She possessed Innate Soul Power at rank ten, and her martial soul underwent a beneficial mutation, evolving into a top-tier agility-attack martial soul—the White Phoenix."

"She ultimately cultivated to rank ninety-five as a Titled Douluo and died at the age of one hundred eighty-nine—"

"Some later generations even claimed that Empress Yunlan's sights extended beyond the Heaven Dou Empire. Even among all rulers throughout the continent's history, she was worthy of ranking among the top three!"

"She was honored by later generations as—the Heroic Soul Emperor!"

As he looked at those words,

it was as though he could transcend time and personally witness such a valiant empress, no less formidable than any man!

She was also the last heroic soul from the Heaven Dou Empire's golden age!

After Empress Yunlan passed away,

the Heaven Dou Empire gradually began its decline.

"If such a legendary empress were revived..."

"Then the continent... would surely become very interesting, wouldn't it?"

Chen Luo's eyes flickered.