Asura God and Sea God, Those Two Scheming Bastards Don't Play Fair!
After a while, an elegantly dressed woman entered.
At first glance, she looked about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, but her eyes seemed to have seen through everything in the world.
She wore a silver court dress and carried herself with grace and nobility.
A flicker of admiration crossed Ning Wen's eyes as he looked at her.
No wonder her bearing alone could rival Bibi Dong's in the original story.
"Please, have a seat, Madam Yue." Ning Fengzhi gestured toward the table.
Tang Yuehua approached the dining table but did not sit down.
Her gaze swept over everyone present before settling on Ning Rongrong.
Ning Rongrong ignored her and continued enjoying her food.
"So this is the student I'll be teaching."
After a moment, Tang Yuehua spoke, her voice soft and pleasant.
"That's right. This is my daughter, Ning Rongrong."
Ning Fengzhi nodded. "As I said in the letter, discipline her however you see fit. My only requirement is that you rid her of every bad habit."
"Rest assured, Sect Master Ning. I'll deliver exactly the result you want."
Tang Yuehua nodded slightly, her expression calm but scrupulously earnest.
"I've already arranged for the supplies Clear Sky Sect needs to be delivered."
Ning Fengzhi smiled. "They should all arrive tomorrow."
Moonlight Pavilion was the Heaven Dou Empire's Court Etiquette Academy, where the empire trained its next generation of nobles.
As Master of Moonlight Pavilion, Tang Yuehua was naturally busy, yet she had agreed to come teach Ning Rongrong in person.
In return, Ning Fengzhi had agreed to have Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect secretly send supplies to Clear Sky Sect, which had sealed its gates.
For the wealthy Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, that was hardly a burden.
The only real risk was offending Spirit Hall.
But Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect already stood against Spirit Hall because it supported the Heaven Dou Imperial Family.
So it made little difference.
That woman looks familiar. Where have I seen her before?
Ning Wen: "..."
Wasn't she a minor character who only appeared a few times in the original story?
She looks familiar to you too?
Does every beautiful woman look familiar to you?
Tang Yuehua's expression shifted when she heard the sudden voice.
Where did that come from?
She instinctively looked at Ning Wen.
The reason was simple: the voice clearly belonged to a young man, and Ning Wen was the only person present who fit that description.
Yet his lips had not moved.
The voice continued, every word ringing clearly in Tang Yuehua's mind.
Now I remember. Isn't that Tang Yuehua?
I do remember a little about her!
If she hadn't helped Tang San control the killing intent within him, he wouldn't have become the Asura God so quickly.
Tang Yuehua could finally be certain: she was hearing the young man's thoughts.
Who was Tang San?
She had no memory of anyone by that name.
Much less of helping him suppress the killing intent within him.
His surname was Tang?
Could he be a member of the sect?
But she had not returned there in ages.
Come to think of it, what a cruel joke!
In a sense, Tang Chen—the man who made Clear Sky Sect the Number One Sect Under Heaven and the Clear Sky Hammer the world's greatest tool Martial Soul—died indirectly because of this woman.
Tang Yuehua's face turned deathly pale.
Tang Chen was her grandfather.
She had indirectly caused her grandfather's death? How could that be possible?
Beside her, Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong stared at Tang Yuehua in disbelief.
Tang Chen, the Ultimate Douluo known as Unrivaled on Land and ranked alongside Spirit Hall's Great Enshrined, Qian Daoliu, was dead?
And his own granddaughter had indirectly caused his death!
How could that be possible?
They found themselves asking the same question as Tang Yuehua.
Tang Chen was a Level 99 Limit Douluo. Even if he stood still and let Tang Yuehua attack him, she could not have pierced his defenses.
Wait. Ning Wen's thoughts had said "indirectly."
And he had mentioned Tang San earlier. Could Tang San have done it?
Ning Fengzhi drew a sharp breath at the thought.
Tang San was Tang Hao's son.
That made him Tang Chen's great-grandson.
A great-grandson killing his own great-grandfather would be extraordinary even on the Douluo Continent, where strength ruled.
Ning Wen, the Transmigrator, was just as baffled.
Since when could Tang Yuehua indirectly cause Tang Chen's death? How did I not know about this?
In the original story, Tang Chen had regained his strength and received the Asura God's power of inheritance, only for his body to collapse and kill him.
It made no sense!
Bathed in the Sea God's Light from Tang San's Sea God Trident, Tang Chen had been purged of all the evil thoughts left by the Rakshasa God.
He had therefore passed the Asura God's Eighth Trial, attained a Demigod Body, and even won the Asura Demon Sword's recognition.
That was a Demigod Body!
And his body had still collapsed and killed him.
Then he had left Tang San an enormous gift after his death.
If there was nothing suspicious about that, Ning Wen did not believe it.
The Asura God's reputation spoke for itself.
He was notorious for breaking the very rules he was supposed to uphold!
Secret manipulation was nothing new to him.
He was impossible to trust.
"You..."
Tang Yuehua tried to demand an explanation, only to discover that she could not make a sound.
The discovery made the dread in her heart grow stronger.
After Tang San became the Sea God, I crushed him. His Sea God Godhood shattered, and he was left a cripple.
If the Asura God and the Sea God, those two scheming bastards, hadn't secretly helped him, Tang San would have been dead long ago.
To defeat me, Tang San went back to Slaughter City on the Asura God's orders and poisoned the King of Slaughter.
And the King of Slaughter was Tang Chen!
Tang Yuehua went even paler.
She barely registered the Sea God or the Asura God. One thought filled her mind: Tang Chen had been poisoned to death.
Only by forcing herself to remain standing did she keep from collapsing to the floor.
Grandfather was dead!
And he had died by poison, of all despicable methods.
If Tang Yuehua learned that Tang San was Tang Hao's son—her own nephew—she might break completely.
Ning Wen: "..."
The Asura God and the Sea God, those two scheming bastards, really don't play fair, do they?
Well, that's exactly how they operate.
What a shame about Tang Chen!
Of everyone on the Douluo Continent, Tang Chen was the person I admired most in my previous life.
Of the three Ultimate Douluo of his era, Tang Chen alone reached Level 99 through his own power. He was also the only one with any hope of becoming a god through his own efforts, and he reached Level 99 three years earlier than the Sea God.
Without the advantage of favorable terrain, Tang Chen was the strongest of the three Ultimate Douluo.
Even the Asura God, who was extremely selective about his successors, took notice of Tang Chen. He guided Tang Chen into Slaughter City, the site of his inheritance, and gave him the Asura God's Nine Trials. Completing them would grant Tang Chen the Asura God's Godhood.
But at the crucial point of the Eighth Trial, the Rakshasa God, who had always been at odds with the Asura God, plotted against Tang Chen and turned him into the King of Slaughter.