Tang Mouse Reborn

Ye Xishui turned and left the mountain range, leaving behind nothing but ruins as far as the eye could see.

At that moment, amid the collapsed rubble, a pair of eyes watched everything.

Time flew by.

Three months had passed since the Sect Re-election Conference. Over those three months, it was as though the entire continent had fallen silent.

At that moment, six people arrived outside Tang Hao's blacksmith shop in Holy Soul Village, Fasinuo Province, Heaven Dou Empire.

The six wore extravagant clothing that was clearly worth a fortune. When the villagers of Holy Soul Village saw them enter, they could tell from their attire that they were people not to be provoked, so no one dared approach them.

The leader was a woman with long pale-blue hair. Her stunningly beautiful face was filled with exhaustion.

She raised her hand and knocked on the door, but after waiting for a long while, there was no response from within.

She pushed the door open and walked straight inside. When she saw the tall figure forging iron beside the furnace, she trembled as she spoke, "Second Brother!"

Hearing that familiar voice, Tang Hao set down his hammer and turned around, meeting Tang Yuehua's gaze.

"Yuehua! Why are you here?"

Although the siblings had not seen each other for seven or eight years, the connection etched into their bones allowed them to recognize one another at a glance.

"Brother Hao!"

Tang Yuehua could no longer hold back. She threw herself into Tang Hao's arms and burst into tears, utterly unconcerned by the strong, foul smell of rust on him.

Seeing his younger sister crying so hard, Tang Hao did not know what to do for a moment. He could only pat Tang Yuehua's back with both hands, trying to ease her grief.

"Yuehua, what happened for you to come looking for me?"

Yet Tang Yuehua remained in Tang Hao's arms, silently weeping.

Tang Hao turned to look at the few Clear Sky Sect Disciples standing nearby.

"You lot, tell me. What happened?"

"Second Uncle, the Clear Sky Sect is gone."

Tang Hao's eyes instantly reddened, and he began breathing like a bull.

He seized that Clear Sky Sect Disciple by the collar and roared at him, "What did you say? The Clear Sky Sect is gone?"

The Clear Sky Sect Disciple was so frightened that he collapsed onto the floor.

"Yes. Three months ago, when we returned to the sect to deliver supplies, we found that the entire Clear Sky Sect had been buried beneath lava. Countless sect disciples had been killed or injured. In the end, we only found one disciple barely clinging to life in the ruins. According to him—

During the Sect Re-election Conference, a woman whose martial soul seemed to be a phoenix attacked the Clear Sky Sect. Two elders fought desperately to protect it, but they still fell. The sect was buried beneath the lava she summoned, while its disciples were crushed alive by the Meteor Fire Rain she unleashed. After explaining all this, that surviving disciple also died from his severe injuries."

Tang Hao braced both hands against the wall as he carefully sorted through everything.

This never happened in my previous life. Besides, the Clear Sky Sect survived until the end and even reclaimed its title as the number one sect under heaven. My son led the Tang Sect and the Clear Sky Sect to wipe out Spirit Hall in one fell swoop, and in the end, our entire family ascended to the God Realm.

For my son's grand plan spanning ten thousand years, I even became the Plane Master of the entire Douluo Plane. Ah Yin was revived by our son as well, and for his grand plan, she became the life core of the Douluo Plane. In the end, we watched my grandson grow up step by step, until I smashed the Abyssal Sage King apart with a single hammer strike. Yet I was ambushed by a silver light mixed with Nine-Colored radiance. When I opened my eyes, I had returned to that familiar blacksmith shop, with my son Tang San still in my arms.

Back then, I was utterly bewildered. I had no regrets. My family was happy, my children and grandchildren surrounded me, yet I was suddenly reborn. But I thought that since my son would become one of the supreme beings of the God Realm, Spirit Hall was nothing more than dry bones in a tomb. Once my son grew up, he could destroy it with a casual wave of his hand.

But now you're telling me the Clear Sky Sect is gone? That someone wiped it out?

A soul master whose martial soul was seemingly a Fire Phoenix... Could Spirit Hall have done this? No. As far as I knew, the only soul master with a Fire Phoenix martial soul was that little fatty from later on. I had met every Titled Douluo of Spirit Hall in my previous life, and not one of them possessed a Fire Phoenix martial soul. If it wasn't Spirit Hall, then who did it?

Could it be that my rebirth has caused history to change? No, I must protect my son. My son is the greatest hope. As long as he is alive, everything can still be salvaged.

That's right! As long as my son is alive, there is still a chance for everything!

But as Tang Hao thought further, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

The Sect Re-election Conference?

That had never happened in his previous life either.

"Tang Yu, come here. Second Uncle has something to ask you."

"What is it, Second Uncle?"

Tang Yu's legs were still trembling. Clearly, Tang Hao had frightened him badly just now.

"You mentioned the Sect Re-election Conference just now. What was that about?"

"Second Uncle, Pope Qian Xunji suddenly convened the Sect Re-election Conference. The Sect Master took three elders there to participate. The three elders were killed on the competition stage by one person, while the Sect Master had his martial soul crippled by Pope Qian Xunji and was imprisoned in a dungeon. That was why, when the Titled Douluo with the Fire Phoenix martial soul attacked the Clear Sky Sect afterward, only two elders were left to guard the sect."

Tang Hao clenched his fists tightly. His face was flushed red, his eyes bloodshot, and he panted like a bull.

"Damn it! They all deserve to die! How dare they kill members of my Clear Sky Sect? Tang Yu, who was that person? Who killed the three elders of my Clear Sky Sect?"

"Second Uncle, his name is Yun Ming. His martial soul is the Sky Piercing Divine Spear. Like the former Sect Master, he is a Rank 99 Limit Douluo. Second Uncle, you can't defeat him. Please don't do anything foolish!"

"Yun... Yun Ming? Are you sure that person was really called Yun Ming?"

Tang Yu nodded.

It's over. It really is over. Why would Yun Ming appear in this era? Shouldn't he have appeared twenty thousand years later? I discovered him when I was the Plane Master and controlled every aspect of Yun Ming's life. His strength reached the peak of Quasi-God, and he even created half a Godhood on his own. Though he eventually died, he became a divine artifact of my Tang Family. But such a terrifying person has appeared in this era. Could it be that he discovered his life had always been controlled? In the end, he also learned that I was the Plane Master. The only one capable of controlling his life was me. So I'm not the only one who was reborn—Yun Ming was reborn too. And Yun Ming has taken revenge on my Clear Sky Sect!

Tang Hao slumped against the wall in despair. The hidden injuries within his body had not yet been healed by his son, and his strength was only Rank 94. If he went to find Yun Ming now, would he not simply be throwing his life away?

Damn it! Why was Yun Ming reborn in this era with his peak strength? Why couldn't I have been reborn in this era with my own peak strength?

No, Pope Qian Xunji convened the Sect Re-election Conference... Wasn't Qian Xunji supposed to be dead? How could he still be alive?

Another ten-thousand-word update today.