Taken In by His Aunt

The man in purple knew he had misjudged him earlier. He had never expected a child to be this strong. Though his two subordinates were not particularly powerful, he had not expected them to be unable to move at all. How old was he? How many people had he killed to possess such intense Killing Intent? The man in purple found it hard to imagine.

A faint halo rippled as immense Soul Power suddenly erupted. Six Soul Rings silently emerged around the man in purple, revealing his identity as a Spirit Emperor. Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black—the six Soul Rings pulsed in orderly rhythm, a textbook Soul Ring configuration.

With a cold smile, Tang Yin took another step forward. Under everyone's horrified gazes, Tang San's aura burst forth without restraint. The powerful Killing Intent seemed to make the entire Moonlight Pavilion tremble.

"Th-this is impossible." The man in purple possessed an optimal Soul Ring configuration himself, yet as he felt Tang Yin's aura, he could scarcely believe what was happening to his body.

What shocked him even more came next. A peculiar pressure emanated from Tang San. The man in purple felt as though all the Soul Power in his body had been completely suppressed by that strange aura. Even his six Soul Rings began to dim. He could not gather his Soul Power at all, and his martial soul even showed faint signs of shattering.

Almost impatiently, the man in purple raised his right hand. A bright purple vine slithered out from his palm and instantly formed a purple barrier around him.

Tang Yin was also stunned when he saw the other man's Soul Rings dim. But when he saw that the man in purple's martial soul was the plant-type Ghost King Vine, he understood why it was on the verge of shattering. It was being suppressed by Tang Yin's aura, because Tang Yin's martial soul was the Blue Silver Emperor. As the emperor of the plant world, the Blue Silver Emperor exerted overwhelming suppression over all plant-type martial souls. Its aura alone was enough to make the opponent's Ghost King Vine tremble. Thus, although Tang Yin was three ranks below his opponent, his presence held the upper hand.

Just then, a somewhat chilly voice suddenly rang out. "Stop."

Hearing that voice, Tang Yin withdrew his aura, and the middle-aged man in purple collapsed to the ground unconscious.

Tang Yin looked toward the staircase and saw an elegant, noble beauty slowly descending, followed by two lovely young girls. It was Tang Yuehua.

Freed from the effects of the Killing Intent, the girls gradually recovered. The tall girl from earlier hurried to Tang Yuehua's side and whispered a few words to her. Tang Yin's hearing was extraordinarily sharp, and he clearly heard her say that he had been mistaken for a troublemaker because he was too young, as well as relaying the message Tang Yin had asked her to pass on. So this was all my fault?

When Tang Yuehua heard the five words, "An old friend seems to have arrived," the aura surrounding her nearly shattered in an instant. The next moment, her body began trembling violently. She hurried down the stairs, her movements even seeming somewhat flustered. Her usual elegant and harmonious bearing was utterly destroyed in that moment. Everyone at Moonlight Pavilion was stunned. They had never seen their mistress behave like this before.

Tang Yuehua quickly reached Tang Yin and seized his shoulders with both hands. Her eyes were already filled with tears. "Who taught you that poem?"

Seeing his aunt like this, Tang Yin sighed softly. Dad, Dad, you really knew how to cause trouble!

"Master Tang Xuan, this isn't the place to talk." After saying that, Tang Yuehua also realized they were in public. She hurriedly dragged Tang Yin upstairs. Elegant as she was, she no longer cared about her image.

They ran all the way to the reception room on the third floor. After closing the door, Tang Yuehua stared intently at Tang Yin, seemingly waiting for an explanation.

"Hello, Aunt. My name is Tang Yin. It's our first meeting. Please take care of me."

Tang Yin summoned the Blue Silver Emperor to reveal his identity, but did not release his Soul Rings. First, his Soul Ring configuration was far too shocking; second, Tang Yuehua could not withstand the pressure of his Soul Power.

Tang Yin—the Tang of the Clear Sky Sect, and the Yin of the Blue Silver Emperor? Tang Yuehua looked at the Blue Silver Emperor in his hand and became certain. "What is Tang Hao to you?"

"He's my dad."

"So you're Brother Hao's daughter. No wonder you called me Aunt."

Tang Yin's face darkened. "Aunt... I'm a boy."

"Hmm?" Tang Yuehua blinked. Such a beautiful child was actually a boy? Were women supposed to just give up living? The atmosphere immediately turned awkward. Tang Yuehua did not know what to say, so she could only change the subject.

"Then what did Brother Hao send you here for?"

"My dad didn't send me. He never told me anything about you either. I was traveling and found this place on my own," Tang Yin explained.

"You came alone? That's far too dangerous. How did you learn about your origins?" Tang Yuehua was deeply curious how an eight-year-old child had managed to find this place by himself.

Tang Yin rose and walked over to Tang Yuehua. Since she was seated, he stood a head taller than her. He bent down and spoke into her ear. "This concerns one of my secrets. I can tell you, Aunt, but you can't tell anyone else. No one at all." The warm breath he exhaled brushed against Tang Yuehua's swan-like neck, white as jade, making the tips of her ears redden. However, she quickly composed herself.

"Fine. Aunt promises not to tell anyone else. Is that enough?"

Tang Yin nodded in satisfaction, then summoned the Kabbalah Tree of Life. White, gray, and red Soul Rings floated around him. Tang Yuehua stared blankly. What was this? How could the child of a Clear Sky Hammer soul master and a Blue Silver Emperor have another martial soul? And what was with that gray Soul Ring? And the red one—was his third Soul Ring already a hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring? Who was he trying to fool? And this child was only eight, wasn't he? An eight-year-old Soul Elder? Who would believe that? Where was she even supposed to start?

Tang Yin noticed Tang Yuehua's confusion and explained, "This is my second martial soul. It's very special. Every one of its Soul Rings is a different form of Spirit Awakening. The ability of this second Soul Ring is omniscience for gathering information. So long as it isn't something in the future, anything that has happened from now on—who is doing what, and so on—I can find whatever information I want on the information search page. That's how I found you."

By the time Tang Yin finished explaining, Tang Yuehua's mind had gone completely blank. Could a person truly possess such an absurd ability? Could this child be a god?

"Little Yin, you absolutely must not tell anyone about these abilities, not even the people you trust most. Do you understand?"

Coming back to her senses, Tang Yuehua anxiously warned Tang Yin. She knew all too well how enticing such an ability would be. If someone with ill intentions learned of it, Tang Yin would be in great danger.

Her words made Tang Yin very happy. Because they were family, even before such a great temptation, she had thought of his safety first.

"Mm! I understand, Aunt." Tang Yin obediently agreed.

After that, Tang Yin lived at Moonlight Pavilion. At first, he was very happy, but when Tang Yuehua began teaching him aristocratic etiquette, his whole mood soured. The complicated etiquette and his aunt's endless daily nagging nearly drove him to a mental breakdown. As for musical knowledge, thanks to Musical Proficiency, it was not difficult at all. In fact, even Tang Yuehua was amazed by his performances. Aside from studying every day, he also made time to visit the Crown Prince's residence and keep Tang Xue'er company. Rumors even spread that Crown Prince Xue Qinghe was homosexual. Xue Ye wanted to kill him for it, but ultimately gave up because he was Tang Yuehua's nephew.

Tang Yin himself paid no attention to any of it. He opened a psychological clinic in Heaven Dou City and gained a fair amount of fame in the surrounding area through his powerful perception and the inspirational platitudes from his previous life. He lived quite comfortably.

During that time, he also met Bibi Dong once... That afternoon, he had not opened his clinic, because someone both familiar and unfamiliar had come to his shop—Bibi Dong.