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"Little San, come in."

Seeing that it was Tang San, Yu Xiaogang immediately stepped aside to let him enter.

The room was a mess, but Tang San still walked in calmly and found a chair to sit on. This was nothing to him; his home in Holy Soul Village had been even messier.

Looking up at Yu Xiaogang, Tang San saw that his eyes were red. He had clearly been crying in the room just moments ago.

Tang San could more or less guess why Yu Xiaogang had been crying. He knew that his teacher had always admired his father, Tang Hao, above all others. Now that the Clear Sky Sect had been destroyed and branded as Evil Soul Masters hated by everyone on the continent, Tang Hao naturally could not escape blame either.

At the same time, Tang Hao's most famous and shocking achievement—fatally wounding the previous Pope, Qian Xunji—was now being smeared by fabricated rumors from Spirit Hall.

Sneaking an attack while others were unprepared was despised everywhere. Even though Tang San had always prided himself on being a disciple of the Tang Sect, he understood that principle.

So it was hardly strange for Yu Xiaogang to cry. His idol had fallen from grace.

Tang San's first purpose in coming to Yu Xiaogang today was to see how his teacher would act after learning everything about the Clear Sky Sect.

After all, the only people who knew he possessed Twin Martial Souls, and that his other Martial Soul was the Clear Sky Hammer, were Tang Hao and Yu Xiaogang.

If Yu Xiaogang chose to avoid him like the common rabble of the continent, then report his existence, Tang San would immediately end his life.

Tang San was now a Soul Grandmaster. Killing Yu Xiaogang would be effortless in his own estimation. Although this teacher had been Tang San's teacher in both his lives, killing him for the sake of survival was not impossible. He could always revive him after becoming a god.

Fortunately, Yu Xiaogang's attitude so far—letting Tang San into the room—showed that he still regarded Tang San as his disciple.

"Little San, what brings you to see me today?"

Yu Xiaogang had naturally heard everything about the Clear Sky Sect. Tang San's guess had been correct; he had just been crying over Tang Hao.

Yet after his idol's fall from grace, he had not turned from fan to hater. Instead, his support for Tang Hao had only grown firmer.

Everything Spirit Hall said was fabricated slander. It was all fake news!

He had gone from fan to an even bigger fan.

Of course, Yu Xiaogang also knew what Evil Soul Masters represented, but he did not care. If Spirit Hall had not killed Evil Soul Masters on sight, and if Spirit Hall's years of propaganda had not made the people of the continent instinctively reject and hate Evil Soul Masters, Yu Xiaogang would rather become one of those legendary Evil Soul Masters than remain trash who could never break through Rank 29 for the rest of his life.

In his view, any method that could grant power was the right method.

Unfortunately, Yu Xiaogang had searched through all of Spirit Hall's archives back then and failed to find any way to become an Evil Soul Master.

Yes, unless one's Martial Soul was innately capable of devouring the life force and soul power of others, becoming an Evil Soul Master still required certain methods.

Thousands of years ago, methods for devouring the life and souls of others had been numerous. But as history rolled onward, Spirit Hall had thoroughly destroyed all Self-Created Soul Skills of this kind on the continent, along with all related records. Only descriptions of Evil Soul Master behavior and their classification remained.

Tang San's worries did not exist at all. On the contrary, Yu Xiaogang now wanted even more to protect Tang San, the son of his idol.

If the Clear Sky Sect was full of powerful Evil Soul Masters, how could his idol not possess methods for becoming an Evil Soul Master?

"Teacher, have you heard?"

"About the Clear Sky Sect... and why does that Tang Hao have exactly the same name as my father?"

Since Yu Xiaogang had no intention of exposing Tang San, Tang San was naturally willing to be a filial disciple.

It was impossible for Yu Xiaogang not to know information that had spread everywhere.

"Since you have heard it too, Little San, I will tell you today."

"The Tang Hao wanted by Spirit Hall is your father, Tang Hao!"

"At the same time, your other Martial Soul is called the Clear Sky Hammer, and it comes from the Clear Sky Sect!"

Yu Xiaogang first stepped outside and looked around. Only after confirming that no one was there did he return to the room and solemnly warn Tang San.

"Then Dad..."

Tang San naturally knew that the Tang Hao wanted by Spirit Hall was his father, and that his Martial Soul was called the Clear Sky Hammer. But he was not supposed to know now, and Yu Xiaogang believed he did not.

Yu Xiaogang found a chair and sat down as well. He patted Tang San's shoulder and spoke solemnly once more. "Little San, do not believe Spirit Hall's slander. What kind of person your father is, do you not know better than anyone?"

"As for the Clear Sky Sect, that is also Spirit Hall's slander. Spirit Hall has always acted tyrannically across the continent. They can call white black. Yet because Spirit Hall is simply too powerful, the Spirit Masters of the continent dare not speak out in anger and can only let them say whatever they want."

After a pause, Yu Xiaogang stared into Tang San's eyes.

"So, Little San, do you now understand why I did not let you use your second Martial Soul in front of others?"

"Your enemy is Spirit Hall, the most powerful and tyrannical Spirit Hall on the continent."

"You must hide yourself well until you possess the strength to take revenge."

"Of course, with your talent of Twin Martial Souls, Little San, I believe that day will not be far off."

Faced with Yu Xiaogang's solemn instructions, Tang San wore an expression of hatred and clenched his fists.

Teacher is right. I am still too weak. Spirit Hall can only control the situation for now.

Seeing Tang San's reaction, Yu Xiaogang nodded in satisfaction. Then, he began recounting the glorious deeds of his idol—Tang San's father, Tang Hao.

For now, never mind how Tang San and his teacher comforted one another and deepened their bond. The storm caused by the destruction of the Clear Sky Sect affected far more than just the two of them.

Somewhere on the continent, Tang Hao, who was preparing to head to the next Martial Soul Branch Hall, looked at the notice in his hand with fury on his face—and a trace of fear as well.

"Spirit Hall, you treacherous little men!"

"How cruel you are! I, Tang Hao, will remember the grudge of the hundreds of lives from my Clear Sky Sect!"

He could only remember it. He did not even dare to smash up Martial Soul Branch Halls anymore. Tang Xiao and a group of titled members of the Clear Sky Sect were still in Spirit Hall's hands.

Tang Hao did not dare gamble now—gamble on whether Spirit Hall, which had changed its usual ways, would truly kill Tang Xiao and the others.

If Spirit Hall still cared about face, bearing, and reputation as it had in the past, Tang Hao would only continue smashing branch halls to vent his anger. But now, he did not dare. Even the fury of the Clear Sky Sect's destruction had to be buried in his heart.

As for the other important piece of information in the notice, the news regarding the Clear Sky Sect's Evil Soul Masters, Tang Hao could only remain silent.

He was not a fool. Even if the sect elders had never told him, after spending more than thirty years in the Clear Sky Sect, he could guess some things.

The Clear Sky Sect had only begun practicing Evil Soul Master methods on a large scale after sealing the sect, but that did not mean no one had practiced them before. Moreover, while Tang Hao's grandfather Tang Chen was still in the Clear Sky Sect, he had specifically warned Tang Hao not to cultivate a certain secret technique recorded in the sect's secret manual.

The second matter concerned Tang Hao and his wife, Ah Yin, from back then. Tang Hao did not shout or rage over it. When faced with this matter, fear and regret began surfacing in his mind.

He had been running for nine years, trying countless times to escape that day, trying countless times to flee from the scene in his mind.

He had almost succeeded! He had almost convinced himself that Spirit Hall had forced Ah Yin to her death.

He had almost deceived himself!

But now, Spirit Hall had once again torn open that bloody wound in his heart.

It made him fall once more into fear and regret.

Silently, he read the notice over and over. Tang Hao simply remained silent.

Suddenly, as if he had remembered something, Tang Hao turned in terror and flew toward Heaven Dou City.