Tang Hao's Account

"You're clever, I'll give you that."

Tang Hao gave a bitter smile and shook his head gently.

"These things aren't hard to guess. You only have to learn a little about them to connect the dots."

Han Yu put a hand to his forehead and sighed, at a loss for words over Tang Hao's intelligence.

"Finding these things out isn't difficult. They're written in textbooks."

Han Yu stroked his chin and pondered for a moment, then looked up at Tang Hao and continued.

"If I'm not mistaken, the people who hunted you down back then were from Spirit Hall? Their positions must have been pretty high, right?"

Tang Hao had always held Han Yu's intelligence in high regard, but now that Han Yu had worked this out too, he couldn't help being a little surprised. He asked,

"How did you find out about something like that?"

"The Clear Sky Hammer."

Han Yu held out his right hand, a Clear Sky Hammer in his grip. A black Soul Ring slowly circled up and down around him.

"The Clear Sky Hammer is the Martial Soul passed down through the Clear Sky Sect, and you're its youngest Titled Douluo. You were even given the title of Clear Sky. Only the two great empires or Spirit Hall could have driven you to such a state."

Han Yu paused, seemingly considering how to say the rest.

"The two great empires have always kept each other in check, so naturally, neither could afford to offend the Clear Sky Sect, one of the Upper Three Sects among the Seven Great Sects. That leaves only Spirit Hall."

"For Spirit Hall to go after a genius of the Clear Sky Sect, one of the Upper Three Sects, who was to bear the title of Clear Sky in the future..."

As Han Yu's words drew closer and closer to the truth, Tang Hao looked at him with satisfaction. He hadn't expected the child to uncover these things all on his own; it truly hadn't been easy.

"In my opinion, only a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring and a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone could make Spirit Hall so deranged that they would hunt down the youngest Titled Douluo on the continent, even at the cost of offending the Clear Sky Sect."

With that, Han Yu looked at Tang Hao with bright, piercing eyes, waiting for his answer.

Tang Hao nodded in satisfaction, then shook his head. His heart was full of pride.

"Things are much as you guessed, but I can only tell you the details once you've grown up. And..."

Thinking of the Blue Silver Emperor Tang San had trampled to death, Tang Hao felt the veins on his forehead throb. In the end, he sighed and said no more.

Seeing Tang Hao like this, Han Yu chuckled inwardly. Truth be told, these things really could be found in the academy's library, and connecting them wasn't difficult.

This was the youngest Titled Douluo, after all. His fans could be found all across the Douluo Continent, and even the tiniest triviality about him would be written down in a book.

Han Yu simply hadn't seen any mention of Ah Yin. It was as though some force had forcibly erased her from the accounts of Tang Hao's life, leaving not a single trace.

"By the way, did you come this far to hunt Soul Beasts? Why didn't you go to the Soul Hunting Forest? It's safer there."

Tang Hao remembered why he had followed Han Yu into this forest. He frowned at Han Yu and asked the question.

"I don't know."

Faced with Tang Hao's question, Han Yu shook his head gently.

"You don't know?"

Tang Hao was somewhat baffled. His frown deepened, and he narrowed his eyes to slits as he looked at Han Yu.

"Ever since I reached about level fifteen, I've kept hearing the Blue Silver Grass nearby, as if it were greeting me. There's even a fairly clear voice calling to me from far away."

Han Yu frowned slightly, as though recalling the past.

"When I reached level twenty, that distant voice grew clearer and clearer. It was calling me, so I followed it all the way here."

Han Yu stood and gazed into the distance at the vast blue sea that belonged solely to the Blue Silver Grass. A gentle breeze blew, making countless blades of Blue Silver Grass sway slightly, as though dancing, or perhaps worshipping.

"Could it be..."

Hearing Han Yu's words, Tang Hao was startled. He recalled something the Blue Silver Emperor had told him long ago.

Tang Hao's eyes swept over Han Yu before finally settling on his face, which looked nothing like his own. He pondered briefly, sighed inwardly, and sat down on the stone Han Yu had occupied earlier. His arms hung over his legs, and his head drooped as he looked at the Blue Silver Grass on the ground. Then he spoke.

"You're so clever that even if I don't tell you the truth, you'll find out sooner or later. So be it."

Sitting on the stone, Tang Hao seemed to have made some kind of decision. He raised his head to look at Han Yu before him. The dignity on his face was long gone, replaced by utter dejection.

"Your guesses were all correct. But the previous master of the Clear Sky Sect was my father, and I have an elder brother. Others called the two of us the Clear Sky Twin Stars."

Tang Hao's clouded eyes filled with memories of those days, and a smile curved his lips.

"My talent was a little better than your uncle's. By the time I was thirty, I had already reached the Soul Saint level. It was also then that your grandfather sent your uncle and me out into the world to roam for ten years. That same year, I became the heir to the Clear Sky Sect, and I was given a Soul Bone passed down through the sect."

"With our strength and the Clear Sky Sect's mighty reputation, it didn't take long for your uncle and me to carve out a place of our own in the Soul Master World. Although neither of us had reached level eighty at the time, people gradually began to praise us as the two Douluo of one sect. My father even bestowed on me the title of 'Clear Sky,' which the sect regarded as a treasure. The previous Clear Sky Douluo was my grandfather, Tang Chen. Along with the continent's other two most powerful Titled Douluo, he was known as one of the Douluo Continent's three great Peerless Douluo."

As he spoke of his youthful travels and his grandfather, Tang Hao's eyes filled with pride. That was what he had secretly sworn to protect since childhood: the mighty reputation of the Clear Sky Sect and his grandfather Tang Chen.

"Later, my brother and I met Ah Yin, your mother."

Tang Hao sank deep into his memories, as though he wanted to live through them all over again.

"She was so beautiful and enchanting. Her every frown and smile, her sorrow and joy, every smile and every movement were etched deeply into my heart. Only then did I realize that such a beautiful woman existed in this world, and I was deeply drawn to her. From then on, my brother and I accompanied her as we traveled the continent together."

"But my brother was just as devoted to Ah Yin. Knowing that I loved her too, he secretly returned to the Clear Sky Sect one night so that Ah Yin and I could be together."

The matter had always weighed on Tang Hao's heart like a stone, and he was full of guilt toward Tang Xiao. He raised both hands and clutched his hair, his eyes fixed on the Blue Silver Grass swaying in the wind on the ground. But he did not regret it. If he had to do it again, he still wouldn't let go.

"It was also that night that Ah Yin told me she wasn't human, but a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in human form."