For Han Yu's Eyes Only

On the paper inside the envelope, a few large words stood out: "For Han Yu's eyes only." Another line was written beneath them.

"Little San? Give this letter to your older brother. These are words I wish to say to him alone. Don't disappoint your father."

The words were full of Tang Hao's paternal authority, their tone impossible to defy. If Tang San had seen that line, he would surely have obediently handed the letter to Han Yu.

But Han Yu had the letter now, so there was naturally nothing to worry about. He turned the first page over. On the second were the words: "For Han Yu's eyes only. Read alone."

Han Yu chuckled softly and glanced around. Xiao Wu was wandering about the room in boredom, touching this and fiddling with that, while Tang San held his own letter, lost in thought.

He turned the second page. Like the first, the third bore a line of warning.

Tang Hao really was cautious.

Han Yu looked at the letter in his hand, his heart full of questions.

When he turned the third page, he found the fourth covered in densely packed lines of writing. Han Yu looked closely, his expression growing grave, and frowned as he read to the end.

"For Han Yu's eyes only:

Han Yu, you and Tang San are not blood brothers.

When you were born, Father [crossed out] I was being hunted. At the time, Father was holding two children. One was you, and the other was Tang San.

All these years, I could never tell which of you was truly my child, not until you underwent your Martial Soul Awakening.

It's laughable, really. If you hadn't awakened Twin Martial Souls, Father [crossed out] I might have taken Tang San, with his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, for my own child.

I offer you my deepest apologies here, and apologize for having failed in my duties.

To return to the matter at hand, after your Martial Soul Awakening, your second Martial Soul was the Clear Sky Hammer, the foremost Tool Martial Soul. You may have learned about it at the academy already, or perhaps you haven't.

But Father [crossed out] the Clear Sky Hammer in your hand is the symbol of the Clear Sky Sect. That's how I became certain which of you and Tang San was my child.

Based on my recollections and my own conjecture, Tang San is very likely a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. He has been different from ordinary people since he was little. I imagine you've noticed that too.

But why did he come to our home? Daddy [crossed out] I can't tell you that right now.

My child, didn't you want a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring and a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone? Keep him with you. Find a way to keep him with you, but remember, don't grow too attached. He's nothing more than your Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring and Soul Bone. When the day comes that you can absorb a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, Daddy [crossed out] I will appear and kill him so you can absorb it.

Also, I really like the young girl by your side. You can try gradually becoming friends with her. But you mustn't let her down, the way I did with [scribbled out]

Hahaha, I've wandered off topic.

Finally, if Tang San does anything unusual toward this young girl, don't hesitate to confine him. But don't kill him before you can absorb a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring. I'll be there to take care of everything.

Also, it's best not to reveal the Clear Sky Hammer to others, especially Spirit Hall. Forget it. I suppose you wouldn't listen anyway. Daddy [crossed out] I will be there to take care of everything.

Remember to destroy this after reading it. Don't let that Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast Tang San notice anything amiss, and don't beat the grass and startle the snake.

Tang Hao."

After reading the letter, Han Yu wore a rather strange expression, as though he wanted to laugh but didn't dare. Inside, he was already bursting with delight. He glanced again at Xiao Wu and Tang San and saw that neither had noticed him, then put the letter away in his Soul Tool. It might still be of some use later.

After doing all that, Han Yu stood up and gazed sorrowfully into the distance, letting out a deep sigh.

Watching Han Yu's reaction from his hiding place, Tang Hao nodded slightly.

He had come to Holy Soul Village with them and hidden himself for no other reason than to intervene if Tang San insisted on reading the letter. If that happened, he would find another way to inform Han Yu of these matters later.

Fortunately, everything was going according to his plan.

He then turned his gaze to Tang San. Finding him lost in thought, Tang Hao frowned slightly and thought to himself:

I hope that damned Soul Beast believes the letter I gave him.

"Little San, what did the old geezer tell you?"

Han Yu walked into the room and went up to the silent Tang San to ask.

"Huh? Brother? Nothing, nothing!"

Tang San came to his senses and hurriedly hid the letter behind his back, his face full of alarm. He forced a faint smile.

"You won't even let me see it?"

Han Yu looked at the envelope hidden behind Tang San's back, then at Tang San, baffled.

"Xiao Wu, what do you want for lunch?"

If Tang San wouldn't let him see it, he wouldn't look. Calling Xiao Wu's name, Han Yu went to search for her in the inner room.

"Carrots!"

"Carrots are all you ever think about."

The two of them began playing and fooling around together in the room again, but Tang San looked somewhat sad. His hand behind his back had long since crumpled the letter, and his fingers eventually poked holes through it.

He held the letter up and looked it over once more, then folded it into a small square and carefully tucked it into his pack. He didn't have a Soul Tool yet.

Listening to the horseplay in the inner room, Tang San glanced around before finally fixing his gaze on the inner room where Tang Hao usually rested. He took a deep breath and thought to himself:

Don't worry, Dad. I'll do it.

The letter Tang Hao had written to Tang San was naturally different from the one he had written to Han Yu. It read:

"Little San:

Little San, it's your dear father, Tang Hao. By the time you read this letter, I'll be gone. Don't come looking for me.

You're still young, but a young eagle can only soar high by spreading its own wings.

Your older brother Han Yu isn't as levelheaded as you, so you must take good care of him.

Little San, don't worry about me.

Your character is a lot like your mother's. Her Martial Soul was Blue Silver Grass too. There's no need to feel inferior because of your Martial Soul. Your mother had the same Martial Soul as you, and she was a powerful Soul Master too.

I imagine you can more or less guess who I am by now. Daddy didn't mean to keep it from you two brothers, but I can't say much more right now.

Keep growing. When you're strong enough, Daddy will naturally tell you everything from beginning to end.

As for Han Yu... sigh.

Although... but...

Daddy doesn't know quite how to say it, but you have always been blood brothers, from beginning to end. You must value each other's lives above your own.

When your Blue Silver Grass reaches a certain level of cultivation, Daddy will take you somewhere to undergo an awakening. You'll surely become an expert one day.

Besides, there are many things you don't need to compete with your older brother for. An older brother is like a father. First and foremost, he's your older brother, and when Daddy isn't around, he's like a father to you.

I hope you won't follow Daddy's old path and hurt your brother's feelings.

Don't worry about me.

Tang Hao."

Although there were parts of the letter he couldn't understand, Tang San understood in his heart that his father was urging him not to do anything he would regret.

For example... hurting his brother's feelings.

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