Tang Yuehua: It Was All That Little Brat Tang San's Fault! How Could Second Brother Be Blamed?

"Grandfather is in Slaughter City? How is that possible?"

Tang Yuehua steadied herself and only then came to her senses.

She knew of Slaughter City, of course.

It was a den of the fallen, known to the outside world as "Criminals' Paradise."

Her elder brother Tang Hao was one of the few survivors who had managed to leave Slaughter City.

But Tang Yuehua had never heard Tang Hao mention anything like this.

In truth, the Clear Sky Sect had never stopped searching for Tang Chen all these years.

They believed that if they could bring Tang Chen home, the Clear Sky Sect would no longer have to fear Spirit Hall and could rise to glory once more.

"To think the renowned Tang Chen would come to grief in a place like Slaughter City."

Ning Fengzhi sighed inwardly. "And to die at the hands of his own great-grandson. What a tragedy for the family!"

When Tang Chen had led the Clear Sky Sect, it had truly been the Number One Sect Under Heaven.

Now, that title rang hollow.

The sect still bore the name, but it no longer had the strength or prestige to match it.

Even though Tang Chen had vanished years ago without a trace,

Spirit Hall had feared his reputation too much to go too far.

After all, Tang Hao had supposedly killed the previous Spirit Hall Pope, the only son of Spirit Hall's Grand Worship, Qian Daoliu.

It would have been no surprise if Spirit Hall had wiped out the Clear Sky Sect over that.

Instead, the Clear Sky Sect had merely struck Tang Hao from its rolls and shut its gates.

That hardly counted as a price at all.

Of course, that was only how Ning Fengzhi saw it.

He had no idea Qian Xunji had actually died at Bibi Dong's hands.

Tang Hao had simply taken the blame alongside Bibi Dong.

Tang Hao himself probably did not know that, either.

The only reason Spirit Hall had spared the Clear Sky Sect was that Qian Daoliu still valued their old ties.

Qian Daoliu truly was the most forgiving man on Douluo Continent. Even after all that, he had not taken his anger out on the Clear Sky Sect, and he had even allowed Bibi Dong, his son's killer, to become the Spirit Hall Pope.

[Tang San poisoned his own great-grandfather for the Asura God's divine position.]

[Tang Chen had already completed eight of the Asura God's Nine Trials. Through the Asura God's manipulation, they were transferred straight to Tang San.]

[For the final trial, he did not even bother pretending: all Tang San had to do was gain the recognition of the Asura Demon Sword, a Super Divine Artifact.]

[As the Asura God's own Super Divine Artifact, whether the Asura Demon Sword recognized someone was entirely up to him.]

Chen Xin and Gu Rong exchanged glances, both wearing strange expressions.

The Asura God really did play favorites.

Look at how he treated Tang San and Ning Wen, then look at how he treated Tang Chen.

Setting aside the gift of Innate 20th-Level Soul Power that Ning Wen had only just received,

Tang San had practically been handed victory.

He had done nothing but poison the King of Slaughter, yet the Asura God's manipulation had let him inherit the divine position.

Tang Chen, meanwhile, had worked himself to the bone completing the first eight trials, only to hand the prize to his killer.

And that killer was his own great-grandson.

Could Tang Chen's fate have been any more miserable?

Beside them, Tang Yuehua stood frozen.

Tang San poisoned his own great-grandfather for the Asura God's divine position.

Those words echoed endlessly in her mind.

Tang Chen's direct descendants were limited to her and her two brothers.

Neither her eldest brother nor she had ever married.

In other words, that beast named Tang San was very likely her second brother's son.

How could she accept that?

"Impossible. Absolutely impossible. This must be a lie!"

Tang Yuehua's pupils trembled as she stared at Ning Wen, mustering every bit of strength she had to deny the cruel truth.

What made it worse was that the words vanished the moment they reached her lips.

Ning Wen was baffled as he watched Tang Yuehua's face change, turning pale, then flushed, then utterly despairing.

What's gotten into this woman?

Can she hear my Voice Pack?

But that can't be right!

If Tang Yuehua could really hear it, she'd come straight over and question me.

After all, every detail in the original story shows that Tang Yuehua was completely devoted to her brother.

And the brother she doted on was her second brother, Tang Hao.

Tang Yuehua had never married, and she had been exceptionally indulgent toward Tang Hao's son, Tang San.

The Clear Sky Sect was also every bit as good at indoctrination as Shrek Academy would be ten thousand years later.

Every sect member put the sect's interests and honor first.

Even that bastard Tang Hao, who loved bullying the weak, was no exception.

Tang Yuehua had likely stayed in Heaven Dou Imperial City as Pavilion Master of Moonlight Pavilion, the Heaven Dou Empire's Court Etiquette Academy, to gather intelligence for the Clear Sky Sect and build connections among the nobility.

[But all that lies in the future. Now that I've been reborn, Tang San is destined never to obtain the Asura God's divine position in this life.]

[When I go to Slaughter City, perhaps I can try to free Tang Chen.]

[The sight of Ancestor Tang Chen beating the hell out of those unfilial descendants, Tang Hao and Tang San, would be quite a spectacle. Heh, heh, heh...]

At those words, some color finally returned to Tang Yuehua's face.

So it was something that would happen in the future!

Grandfather had not died such a miserable death yet. There was still time to save him.

It was all that little brat Tang San's fault! How could Second Brother be blamed?

That wouldn't be fair to him!

Second Brother was a hero who had dared to face all of Spirit Hall alone for his wife. How could he have fathered a beast like Tang San?

"Um... is there something strange about me?"

Tang Yuehua's stare made Ning Wen so uncomfortable that his voice came out rather faint.

[Has this woman fallen for me?]

[Well, of course. My charms are unmatched. But how could such a commonplace beauty catch my eye?]

[The only thing remotely interesting about her is that she's Tang San's aunt.]

The voice went on, growing more arrogant with every word.

[But you, Tang Yuehua, still aren't worthy of me!]

[You'd barely qualify as a lover!]

Tang Yuehua's body trembled.

This time, it was not from despair.

It was from rage!

She might have been unable to cultivate, but she was the young lady of the Clear Sky Sect, cherished by her father and both her elder brothers.

Almost everything she had ever heard about herself had been praise.

Countless people had lined up to court her.

She had never given any of them a second glance.

Yet here, in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, some little brat was tearing her down in his head as if she were worthless?

He even said she was not worthy of him!

And that she would barely qualify as a lover!

As if that were not bad enough!

The brat looked nervous and awkward on the outside, while inwardly he was looking down on her like mad.

Tang Yuehua took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

Don't get angry!

Don't get angry!

I have to stay calm!

This little brat is hiding a huge secret.

If I lose my composure and he realizes I can hear his thoughts, it'll all be over.