Mother is Dead, I No Longer Care About Right or Wrong!

"What?"

Clenching his fists, Tang San's expression became visibly agitated.

"One of the Upper Three Sects, the Clear Sky Sect!"

"Although they have sealed their mountain gates for six years now, their sect headquarters is indeed located within the territory of the Heaven Dou Empire. The martial soul they pass down is known as the Clear Sky Hammer, hailed as the number one tool martial soul on the continent! And..."

"And what?"

Taking a deep look at Tang San, Qin Yun spoke with pointed implication.

"It could be considered fate for you, Little San; all the direct descendants of the Clear Sky Sect share the surname Tang!"

Surname Tang!

Martial soul Clear Sky Hammer!

Mountain gates sealed for six years!

One coincidence might be chance, but what about three?

Perhaps it was his sixth sense, or perhaps it was Qin Yun's deliberate guidance, but Tang San was now seventy percent certain that his father of mysterious origins was likely a member of the Clear Sky Sect!

"Then Brother Yun, does this Clear Sky Sect have the person I mentioned earlier?"

"Don't even ask, they certainly do! This isn't my speculation; that incident back then caused such a massive stir that almost every soul master on the continent knows about it."

And so, the story unfolded.

Under Qin Yun's vivid narration, Tang San heard a tale that left him feeling utterly shocked.

Tang Xiao and Tang Hao, the Clear Sky Twin Stars... the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast Blue Silver Emperor... the former Pope of the Martial Soul Hall, Qian Xunji... to avoid being purged, the Clear Sky Sect struck Tang Hao from their records, sealed their gates, and their affiliated sects suffered heavy suppression...

[It all matches up!]

[No wonder my martial souls are Blue Silver Grass and the Clear Sky Hammer. If this is the case, then everything makes sense.]

[Furthermore, this also explains why my fathe... no, why Tang Hao would treat me as a tool to be used!]

"Return to the ancestors, restore the glory of the Clear Sky? Heh, how truly cold-blooded, how truly laughable!"

Before Tang San could continue to grumble about Tang Ritian, seeing that the timing was right, Qin Yun struck while the iron was hot, preparing to pour more oil onto the flames in his heart!

"The world says that back then, the Blue Silver Emperor, having attained a hundred-thousand-year cultivation, sacrificed herself willingly under the pursuit of the Martial Soul Hall to protect Tang Hao and their child, creating a legendary tale of deep, heart-wrenching marital devotion."

"But in my eyes, these are nothing more than deliberate embellishments by those with ulterior motives. The sacrifice of the Blue Silver Emperor, Ah Yin, was never a willing act of martyrdom; it was a conspiracy meticulously planned and executed by Tang Hao, step by step."

"Boom—"

Tang San's mind exploded instantly; his vision went white, his entire body trembled violently, and he nearly tumbled out of the carriage.

Although he already held some disdain for Tang Hao, when it concerned his own biological mother, there were some things Tang San did not want to believe—or rather, dared not believe.

He wanted to shake his head, to refute, to say that this wasn't true.

But when the words reached his lips, Tang San could only manage one sentence.

"Bro... Brother Yun, why do you say that? Could it be that there is some hidden truth behind this?"

Qin Yun: "Actually, it can't even be called a hidden truth; it is essentially a matter laid out in the open. As long as you bypass the traps set by those with ulterior motives and analyze it simply from the perspective of a bystander, you can already see the clues!"

"Your martial soul is Blue Silver Grass; there are certain talents that I don't need to explain—once your cultivation is higher, you will be able to feel them yourself. Ah Yin was a hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor; her foundation lies in the forests, in the vegetation, and in the Blue Silver Grass that covers the earth."

"Deep within the sea of forests, she could activate the Blue Silver Domain and possess a full-map perspective. She could not only conceal her presence but also borrow the power of the plants to fend off enemies, turning the entire forest into her cage."

"In such a situation, no matter how many experts the Martial Soul Hall sent, as long as they entered the dense forest, they wouldn't be able to find a single trace of her, let alone force her to her death."

"As her husband, who lived with her day and night, Tang Hao knew this better than anyone."

"But what about back then? According to the routes that leaked out and the remaining traces of the battle, you can see where Tang Hao led Ah Yin to flee."

"It was all cliffs, precipices, barren slopes—desperate terrain without a single forest in sight!"

"He deliberately led Ah Yin away from all forests, away from all vegetation, forcing her step by step into a dead end where she had no support and nowhere to run. He personally stripped away all of Ah Yin's advantages, turning her from a Blue Silver Emperor who controlled the world into an ordinary woman waiting to be slaughtered!"

Tang San's pupils contracted violently, his fingertips digging into his palms until blood seeped out, yet he remained completely unaware.

The escape route... away from the forests...

This wasn't fleeing for their lives; this was clearly sending her to her death!

"On that journey of flight, it wasn't as if Ah Yin had no doubts."

Qin Yun's voice grew colder, and his seduction grew deeper.

"Watching the road grow increasingly desolate, watching the forest sea recede, and watching her husband's resolute back, she must have been confused, must have been uneasy."

"Yet she trusted him too much, trusted the man she had given everything to love, trusted that he would keep her safe. From beginning to end, there was not a shred of doubt, not a hint of guard."

"She did not know that the husband to whom she had entrusted her heart had harbored the intent to kill her from the very start."

Tang San felt his entire body turn icy, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

That cold man, the man who had issued him a frigid command just last night, had actually... been plotting against his own wife from the very beginning?

Such behavior was truly seeking death... no, this was a crime for which death was not enough!

Wait, something seemed off.

Tang Hao's martial soul was the Clear Sky Hammer, and his mother's was the Blue Silver Emperor. Did these two truly match?

"Are you wondering why, if the Blue Silver Emperor soul ring is not compatible with the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul, Tang Hao would go to such lengths? What was he after?"

Qin Yun saw through his thoughts and smiled faintly, his expression filled with mockery.

"Unlike other sects, as the head of the Upper Three Sects, the Clear Sky Sect possesses self-created soul skills."

"For instance, the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique, the Clear Sky Nine Decisions, and the Great Sumeru Hammer!"

"As the heir to the Clear Sky Sect and the future Clear Sky Douluo, Tang Hao had inherited these supreme arts early on."

"The Great Sumeru Hammer, in particular, has a core technique: Ring Detonation!"

"To him, whether the attributes of a soul ring are compatible or not is completely irrelevant. The vast, pure, and extreme energy contained within a hundred-thousand-year soul ring is what he truly desired."

"Whether it was the Blue Silver Emperor soul ring or any other hundred-thousand-year soul ring, to him, they were merely energy carriers used to detonate rings and unleash extreme combat power."

"What he wanted was never the soul skills of the Blue Silver Emperor, but the world-destroying power brought by this hundred-thousand-year soul ring."

The truth was laid bare, without the slightest concealment.

This was a perfect case of killing with a borrowed knife!

Tang Hao wanted the hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor soul ring and supreme power, yet he did not want to bear the infamy of killing his wife; he wanted to maintain his image as a "deeply devoted lover who suffered the tragic loss of his beloved."

Thus, he set a death trap.

He borrowed the blade of the Martial Soul Hall to cut off all of Ah Yin's paths of survival, forcing her into a desperate situation where she had no choice but to "willingly" sacrifice herself.

He gained the hundred-thousand-year soul ring he dreamed of, while simultaneously winning the sympathy and pity of the entire continent, becoming the tragic and powerful Clear Sky Douluo in the eyes of the world.

From beginning to end.

From the escape route to being forced into a dead end, and finally to the sacrifice.

Every step was within his calculations.

The so-called devoted protection, the so-called sacrifice for love, the so-called half-life of sinking into alcoholism and decadence.

It was nothing more than a play performed for the entire continent to see!

Tang San stood frozen in place, his whole body cold, his blood seemingly congealed.

He opened his mouth, but could not make a sound. The light in his eyes extinguished bit by bit, leaving only endless dead silence, collapse, and bone-chilling disgust.

This was his father!

So, the love between his parents, the life-and-death protection he had fantasized about countless times since he was a child, were all fake.

It was all a meticulously planned conspiracy.

"Heh, my mother is already dead; I have no heart left to distinguish right from wrong!"