Waiting for Third Sister's Title, She Will Make a Move!

Tang Hao had known for a long time that his pair of children were special.

What kind of child could wash clothes, cook, and forage for wild vegetables on the mountain at the age of three, showing absolutely no childish desire for play? They even found cultivation techniques and, without any supervision, practiced at the back mountain every single morning for three years straight.

He knew all too well what kind of hardships these two children had endured over the years for the sake of cultivation.

If he hadn't personally witnessed these two children being born from Ah Yin and received them from her hands, he would have suspected that they were soul beasts in human form.

Because of this, although he had his doubts, he could only attribute it to the uniqueness of the children born from the union between Ah Yin—who was a soul beast in human form—and himself, a human. The martial souls the two children awakened some time ago had only served to verify this.

These two children were indeed the offspring of him and Ah Yin!

"Tang Yin, that brat..." Tang Hao hesitated as he said this. After all, it was his own son, and it wouldn't be right to badmouth him in front of his aunt. In the end, he gritted his teeth and said, "He looks like his mother and treats his younger sister very well, just like how I am with Big Brother!"

Tang Hao felt he wasn't lying. Unlike Tang Sanmei, who inherited a few of Tang Yuehua's features, there wasn't a trace of the Tang family on Tang Yin's face. He looked even more like Ah Yin than Sanmei did, and he truly doted on his sister.

"You've made me want to see them immediately."

A strange emotion stirred in Tang Yuehua's heart. She then chuckled, stood up, walked to her vanity, opened a drawer, and picked up a white soul coin card.

"I already know the reason for your visit, Brother Hao. It hasn't been long since the last shipment of supplies was sent to the Clear Sky Sect. After deducting the operating expenses for the Moonlight Pavilion, I don't have much left that I can truly use."

Tang Yuehua sat back down opposite Tang Hao, took his calloused hand, and placed the soul coin card into his palm. "There are over ten thousand Gold Soul Coins on this card. Although it isn't much, I believe it will be more than enough to support the siblings' studies at the primary Soul Master Academy."

"Yuehua, this is too much. Those two little brats can't spend that much!" Tang Hao grabbed Tang Yuehua's hand as she was about to pull it back, his eyes turning slightly red.

Nuoding City was, after all, only a small city. The annual tuition for a primary Soul Master Academy, including food and lodging, cost at most 15 to 20 Gold Soul Coins.

"I naturally know the prices of goods in various parts of the empire better than you do," Tang Yuehua said with a faint smile, a trace of pride flashing across her face.

"The reason I am giving this is because I know my nephew and niece must have suffered a great deal following you all these years. Consider the rest as a token of my affection as their aunt."

"But the Clear Sky Sect..." Tang Hao was still hesitant.

He had always felt guilty toward the Clear Sky Sect because of what happened back then. Over the years, the entire sect had been forced to close its mountain gates, causing the disciples within to lose their livelihoods.

It could be said that the Clear Sky Sect had been relying entirely on the support of the Moonlight Pavilion run by Tang Yuehua all these years.

Hearing Tang Hao mention the Clear Sky Sect, a flash of sorrow crossed Tang Yuehua's eyes.

Tang Hao had been holed up in that remote corner of Holy Soul Village for all these years; how could he truly know the current state of the Clear Sky Sect?

Although the Moonlight Pavilion brought in a mountain of gold every day, its expenses were equally high.

While nearly one to two million Gold Soul Coins passed through her hands in a year, after deducting expenses, she only truly netted five or six hundred thousand. Most of that went to supplying the Clear Sky Sect, and what truly belonged to her was only a few tens of thousands of Gold Soul Coins.

If business was bad, not only could she not save money, but she would even have to dip into her private savings, and sometimes, if that wasn't enough, she had to borrow from the nobles to tide things over.

Although she spoke lightly, aside from the funds on the books used to maintain the Moonlight Pavilion, these ten thousand-plus Gold Soul Coins represented the bulk of her personal wealth.

I am afraid no one would ever imagine that the mistress of the prestigious Moonlight Pavilion only truly possessed a few tens of thousands of Gold Soul Coins.

These thoughts only flashed through Tang Yuehua's mind once; she naturally wouldn't tell Tang Hao any of this.

Masking the sorrow in her heart, Tang Yuehua gave Tang Hao a reassuring look.

"Don't worry, supplies were just sent to the Clear Sky Sect last month; they can last at least three months. This ten thousand-plus is just a small portion of my private savings."

"Alright! You've worked hard all these years, Little Sister!" Tang Hao finally stopped refusing and turned to ask about the current situation of the Clear Sky Sect and his eldest brother, Tang Xiao.

Tang Yuehua hesitated slightly upon hearing this, but she figured there was no need to hide it.

"The Clear Sky Sect is currently stable, but the Seventh Elder is still brooding over the death of his son back then. Over the years, he has relied on the fact that our family owes them and has repeatedly demanded extra supplies from me."

Speaking of this, Tang Yuehua grew more and more indignant, her tone inevitably carrying a bit of dissatisfaction and grievance. "He has even been winning over some disciples who are unhappy with us siblings within the sect, frequently challenging Big Brother's authority as the Sect Master."

"The Seventh Elder?" Tang Hao felt guilty at first, but then, thinking of how the elder was working against his brother and sister, a surge of anger rose in his heart.

It was true that his actions back then had caused casualties to the sect, but hadn't their family paid enough of a price over these years?

You only lost a son, but I lost my love!

If a son is gone, one can have another, but once my Ah Yin is dead, she can never come back!

Thinking of this, Tang Hao inadvertently revealed a trace of killing intent, but he was immediately awakened by a gentle aura.

Without knowing when, Tang Yuehua had activated her Noble Circle Domain and was currently looking at him with a worried expression.

"It's fine, Yuehua. Let the Seventh Elder and that bunch who oppose Big Brother jump around for a few more years," Tang Hao's eyes turned cold. Thinking of Tang Sanmei's Twin Martial Souls, he felt incredibly expectant of the scene where she would carry the Clear Sky Hammer to the Clear Sky Sect, and a sense of heroism surged within him.

"Once Sanmei becomes a Titled Douluo, we will settle the accounts one by one!"

As Tang Hao thought of this, the image of Tang Yin's Sharp-Tailed Swift martial soul suddenly surfaced in his mind.

"By the way, how is our uncle, Bai He? Is he still in good health?"

"He's still quite robust. I heard he gained a granddaughter with decent talent a few years ago, I think her name is Bai Chenxiang," Tang Yuehua was well-versed in such intelligence.

"Little Yin has a Sharp-Tailed Swift with Innate Full Soul Power. That old ghost Bai He probably hasn't even heard of such a thing!" Tang Hao felt a bit smug, even imagining the expression on Bai He's face when he found out later.

Innate Full Soul Power was extremely special; even an innate level nine was worlds apart by comparison.

It was just like an exam: scoring ninety-nine was the limit of your ability, while someone else scoring one hundred was the limit of the test paper, not the limit of the person.

On the Douluo Continent, due to the limitations of soul rings, the highest innate soul power was level ten, unless you possessed a god-bestowed martial soul with Innate Full Soul Power and a god-bestowed soul ring.

Only a god-bestowed soul ring could allow someone to break through level ten without formal cultivation.

Thinking of this, Tang Hao was amused by his own absurd train of thought.

Is this even possible?

Meanwhile, back in Heaven Dou City, a highly dramatic scene was unfolding at the Martial Soul Hall during the same time Tang Hao was arriving at the Moonlight Pavilion.

Bishop Salas, who represented the Martial Soul Hall stationed in Heaven Dou City, was holding a file in his hands.

This file had been sent from the branch of the Martial Soul Hall located in Nuoding City, in the Fasnuo Province of the southwestern Heaven Dou Empire.

"If I recall correctly, the one in charge over there is that hypocritical old man, Ma Xiunuo!"

"Is this the report on the commoner martial soul awakenings for this year?"

Salas checked the time; it was nearing the end of the workday. He hesitated for a moment but decided to finish reading it anyway, as he was not the type of man to let personal matters interfere with his official duties.

After indulging in a bit of narcissistic self-praise, Salas was just about to break the wax seal on the file when a knock sounded at the door.

"Bishop~ haven't you finished work yet? The sisters are all getting impatient~"

Before Salas could even respond, the door swung open, and accompanied by a cloying, syrupy voice, a heavily made-up woman sashayed inside.

"Ruyan! I have told you many times, you are not allowed to enter my office without a response!" Salas's expression darkened.

"Oh? But there are a pair of twin cat-girls waiting tonight, you know!" The woman called Ruyan was not the least bit intimidated, smiling brightly instead.

"Twins? Cat-girls?" Salas instantly caught the main point, momentarily stunned.

"Oh, come on! Who are you pretending for?" Ruyan looked at him with disdain and snatched the file right out of Salas's hands.

Salas, still dazed, felt a jolt of alarm: "That is a classified file, give it back to me at once!"

"Then come and catch me! If you catch me, I'll..."

The two of them began to chase each other around the desk.

"Ouch~" Ruyan, who was in the middle of fleeing, suddenly slipped and twisted her ankle. Crying out in pain, her fingers loosened, and the file traced an arc through the air, landing precisely into the brazier.

This brazier was one Salas used specifically for destroying classified documents.

"You!" Seeing this, Salas's expression turned sharp, and he glared down at Ruyan, who had fallen to the floor.

"Bi, Bishop, I, I didn't mean to," Ruyan said, now terrified, her face pale with fright. Her already beautiful features and voluptuous figure made her look even more alluring in her distress.

"You, you really are a vixen~" The previously grim Salas suddenly broke into a smile, as if he couldn't help himself.