Clear Sky Sect Conference
Tang Yin lay face down on the coffin lid, his shoulders twitching violently.
His knees slid down, Tang Xiao quickly stepped forward to support him under his armpits, but he could no longer stand and was kneeling on the ground in front of the coffin, his forehead pressed against the coffin.
All eyes in the square were on the old man.
Some of the younger disciples turned their heads away, unable to bear watching any longer.
"The Spirit Hall..."
"Spirit Hall, my Clear Sky Sect will never share the same sky with you!"
He screamed, then suddenly slumped to the side and lost consciousness.
"Metropolitan!"
"Metropolitan!!"
More than a dozen gasps rang out simultaneously in the square.
Tang Xiao caught him by the back, and the elders swarmed forward.
A middle-aged man walked quickly to Tang Yin. He was dressed simply, had a thin face, and a scar on his forehead.
He crouched down, and a crabapple blossom slowly spun around, its petals landing on Tang Yin's chest and merging into his body.
Tang Yin's complexion visibly improved, his tense facial muscles relaxed slightly, and his breathing became more even.
But he never woke up.
Everyone around held their breath.
The middle-aged man maintained the Nine Heart Begonia Soul Skill. After a long while, he slowly withdrew his hands, and the Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul was withdrawn.
Tang Xiao asked, "Brother Ye, how is my father?"
The middle-aged man was silent for a moment, then sighed, "I can only keep him alive. Clear Sky Sect was already seriously ill, and this sudden turn of events is causing him unbearable pain..."
He didn't finish speaking; he stood up, stepped aside, and lowered his head.
Tang Xiao knelt before Tang Yin, looking at his father's face, which had suddenly aged by more than ten years.
"Spirit Hall, you just wait."
After Tang Xiao finished speaking angrily, he stood up and said to the two old men behind him, "Second Uncle, Third Uncle, take my father back to his room to rest."
The First Elder and the Second Elder nodded in unison.
They walked to Tang Yin's side, bent down and carefully lifted him up, then instructed the disciples beside them to find a stretcher.
Several young disciples quickly carried over a stretcher. The First Elder and Second Elder placed Tang Yin on it, personally supporting both sides of the stretcher, and led the disciples to carry Tang Yin towards the back mountain.
Ning Fengzhi stepped forward and patted Tang Xiao on the shoulder. "Tang Xiao, we are all heartbroken by this. Please accept our condolences."
"Um."
Yu Luomian said coldly, "The Spirit Hall is now terrifyingly strong and no longer takes us all seriously."
What should we do?
This statement reflects the sentiments of all factions.
Everyone looked at Tang Xiao, wanting to see how he would answer.
Although Tang Xiao is still the young master, it is now a foregone conclusion that he will succeed as the Clear Sky Sect.
"Gentlemen, I am not in the mood to discuss these matters right now. Let's talk about it after my brother's burial, shall we?"
The group exchanged glances, then nodded in agreement.
"Alright, then you can focus on handling the funeral arrangements for Tang Hao and his wife."
The coffin was kept at the Clear Sky Sect for three days.
The funeral procession took place on the morning of the third day.
Tang Xiao, dressed in coarse linen clothes and with a straw rope tied around his waist, walked at the front, personally supporting Tang Hao's coffin.
His eyes were dry; he had cried them dry three days ago.
The coffin was carried by eight third-generation disciples of the Clear Sky Sect, each with a cultivation level above Soul Emperor. They carried it very steadily, and the coffin did not shake at all.
Ah Yin's coffin followed closely behind, carried by eight other disciples.
The funeral procession started from Clear Sky Plaza and wound its way up the mountain road.
Paper money was scattered along the way, landing on the bluestone steps, on the pine branches of the cliff, and on the silent shoulders of the mourners.
The cemetery is located on a sunny hillside behind the Clear Sky Sect, backed by a cliff and facing a sea of clouds. It is a feng shui treasure land where the core disciples of the sect throughout the ages rest in peace.
The tombs had already been dug, side by side, with walls made of bluestone, and were three feet and three inches deep.
The coffin was carefully placed into the grave, and Tang Xiao personally filled the first shovelful of soil.
He filled it in shovel by shovel, without asking anyone for help.
Finally, the Second Elder couldn't stand it anymore, so he took the shovel from his hand and let the disciples take over.
Two new graves stood side by side, the stone tablets carved overnight by the best stonemasons of the Clear Sky Sect.
The inscription on Tang Hao's tombstone reads "Tomb of the Clear Sky Sect Tang Hao Sect," while the inscription on Ah Yin's tombstone reads "Tomb of Ah Yin, wife of Tang Hao."
The two steles stood side by side, with only three feet between them.
Next to the graves of Tang Hao and his wife, there is a smaller, newer grave.
A tombstone was also erected in front of the grave, inscribed with "Son of Tang Hao".
The grave didn't contain bones; it contained an empty coffin.
Prince Xue Xing searched Nuoding City for two whole days but did not find Tang San's body. He only found withered Blue Silver Grass vines in the cave.
Everyone knew perfectly well that a newborn baby who disappeared at the hands of Titled Douluo- level expert had extremely low chances of survival.
This empty coffin is just a thought, so that their family can be reunited in the afterlife.
The funeral procession returned to Clear Sky Plaza in the afternoon.
The white curtains began to be removed, and the mourning hall began to be cleaned.
The representatives from various forces who came to offer their condolences did not leave, but were instead invited to the council hall of the Clear Sky Sect.
The council hall of the Clear Sky Sect is very large, enough to accommodate hundreds of people.
In the very center was a huge ebony table, with three rows of chairs on each side, all of which were now full of people.
On the right are representatives of the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire, as well as the leaders of various top forces; on the left are several elders and core deacons of the Clear Sky Sect.
At this moment, Tang Xiao strode in from the back room.
He changed into plain clothes, and looked ten years older.
He stood before the chair at the head of the table, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and bowed to everyone present.
"Thank you all for traveling so far to the Clear Sky Sect to attend my brother and sister-in-law's funeral."
Everyone stood up to return the greeting.
"Young Master Tang, you're too kind."
"Of course."
Please accept my condolences.
"Please have a seat, everyone." Tang Xiao gestured for them to sit down and then sat down himself.
As everyone took their seats, the council chamber quieted down.
Tang Xiao raised his head, his gaze sweeping over everyone with a piercing intensity.
"Gentlemen, my younger brother Tang Hao and his wife Ah Yin were hunted down by the Spirit Hall in Nuoding City and were ultimately killed."
"Their child disappeared on the day he was born and his whereabouts remain unknown. We can only bury him in an empty coffin."
"The Spirit Hall, as the leader of the Soul Master World, has committed such inhuman crimes. They do not deserve to sit in that position."
What do you all think?
Prince Xue Xing stood up from his seat in the front row on the right.
He addressed Tang Xiao, saying, "Young Master Tang, I have come to offer my condolences on the orders of His Majesty Xue Ye. Before departing, His Majesty specifically instructed me that the pain of the Clear Sky Sect is the pain of the Heaven Dou Empire."
All eyes in the council chamber turned to him.
Prince Xue Xing is the younger brother of Xue Ye, and his attitude largely represents that of the Heaven Dou Royal Family.
Prince Xue Xing lowered his hand, then changed his tone. "But Young Master Tang also knows how powerful the Spirit Hall is now."
"Four Peak Douluo, dozens of Titled Douluo- level elders and retainers, the Soul Tool Research Institute releases new things every year."