**Chapter 311: Grandfather is in the City of Slaughter?**

**Chapter 311: Grandfather is in the City of Slaughter?**

Haotian Sect, Tang Xiao's private room.

Tang Xiao looked at his younger brother, who had been absent for almost ten years, and spoke coolly.

"You said you came back to see me for something? What is it?"

His attitude toward Tang Hao was noticeably colder now.

In the original novel, Tang Xiao, the leader of the Haotian Sect, always hoped his second brother would return so he and A Xiu could live a happy life. But in this life, it was no surprise that Tang Xiao felt indifferent toward Tang Hao.

This change was due to the events surrounding A Xiu, who had once obeyed Zhao Ling's orders and maintained an ambiguous relationship with both brothers.

To Tang Xiao, he and A Xiu were perfect for each other. A Xiu had even told him directly that if she couldn't marry him in this life, she would rather die. When his father and the elders asked who she wanted to marry, she chose him without hesitation.

His father began preparing for their wedding, sending invitations to the closest families and sects. But then, on the eve of the wedding, his second brother eloped with A Xiu, bringing shame to the Haotian Sect and to himself.

Though elopements between brother-in-law and sister-in-law weren't unheard of, this incident happened in the Haotian Sect, the world's number one sect, making it the biggest joke across the entire Douluo Continent.

As a result, Tang Xiao's father died of anger.

Now, seeing his second brother return home, claiming he had something important to tell him, Tang Xiao found it laughable.

If it weren't for the fact that they shared blood, the idea of fratricide would be a joke. But now, Tang Xiao was ready to confront his second brother.

"Brother, what I want to say is... maybe the fate of our two brothers has changed without us realizing it."

Tang Hao's serious words left Tang Xiao utterly confused.

What did it mean that the fate of the two brothers had changed without them noticing?

He was baffled by this nonsense.

"Brother Hao, are you crazy? Why are you suddenly saying such things?" Tang Xiao's sharp gaze swept over Tang Hao, his frown deepening.

"If something's wrong with your brain, I'll make sure someone treats it."

"Brother, I'm not talking nonsense. I'm serious and completely sober," Tang Hao insisted earnestly. "Xiao San traveled back from ten thousand years later, and what he's experienced is completely different from what's happening to us now."

Tang Hao's expression grew even more serious as he revealed something he believed deeply.

But to Tang Xiao, the claim seemed like a ridiculous joke.

What did it mean to travel back from ten thousand years ago? Tang Xiao couldn't understand. He thought his second brother had lost his mind after A Xiu's death, imagining his son had somehow been reborn after ten thousand years.

Tang Xiao scoffed. His nephew was no god—how could he live for 10,000 years?

Typically, a Title Douluo might live for a few hundred years, and an Extreme Douluo even longer. But ten thousand years? Aside from gods in legends, who could possibly live that long?

When Tang Hao saw his brother's expression, he understood Tang Xiao didn't believe him. So he quickly added, "Brother, I'm not joking. Xiao San inherited the thrones of the Sea God and the Asura God ten thousand years later. He's the only god in the entire divine world who inherited two thrones. And Xiao San knows our Haotian Sect's secret techniques, like the Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique, Haotian Nine Absolute Techniques, the Great Xumi Hammer, and the Explosive Ring Technique."

Tang Hao's words only convinced Tang Xiao further that his second brother had lost his mind. Xiao San was only six years old and could already perform the Cloak Hammer Technique—Tang Xiao could accept that to some extent. But the Haotian Nine Absolutes, the Great Sumeru Hammer, and the Explosive Ring? Those were passed down only to the most qualified disciple in a generation.

How could a six-year-old possibly learn these legendary techniques?

Tang Xiao sighed heavily and patted his second brother's shoulder.

"Second brother, I know that after A Xiu's death, it was a huge blow to you, but you've fallen into unrealistic fantasies. Don't worry; I'll do my best to find someone to treat your brain. I won't ignore you."

"Brother, there's really nothing wrong with my brain," Tang Hao insisted. "Xiao San was indeed reborn after ten thousand years. By the way, he also said that our grandfather is now in the City of Slaughter and has become the King of Slaughter."

Tang Xiao remained silent as Tang Hao's words sank in.

"I've been to the City of Slaughter before, and I saw the King of Slaughter. But I didn't recognize him. He was actually our grandfather."

When Tang Hao saw that his brother still refused to believe him, his frustration grew. He had finally returned, yet his older brother still thought he was insane.

Then, suddenly, he remembered something. Tang San had mentioned their grandfather being in the City of Slaughter.

Tang Hao's eyes widened, and he relayed this to Tang Xiao.

"What? The City of Slaughter? You're saying the King of Slaughter in the City of Slaughter you went through was our grandfather?"

Tang Xiao lost his composure at that moment. The Haotian Sect was going through a period of turmoil, with even the four single-attribute sects that once depended on them being taken away by Zhao Ling. The current Haotian Sect was extremely weak—its top combat power was probably inferior to that of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.

Tang Xiao, who had only been the leader for less than ten years and was in his sixties, was much older than Sword Douluo Chen Xin. It wasn't surprising that he wasn't as strong as Chen Xin.

Of course, the Haotian Sect still had an advantage in terms of the number of Titled Douluo, but it was a far cry from the strength they had when their grandfather was in charge.

If only Grandfather were still in the sect. If he were alive, Tang Xiao believed that Spirit Hall would never dare act against the Haotian Sect.

Now, hearing that his grandfather might be in the City of Slaughter, Tang Xiao was eager to verify the truth of the matter.

If Grandfather could return from the City of Slaughter, his legendary status would be enough to intimidate all enemies.

Tang Xiao couldn't help but chuckle at the thought of the so-called Demon-Suppressing Douluo, who was now known as the number one person under the gods. He had never fought his grandfather, but Zhao's claim to be the number one under the gods was laughable.

"Ha, what a joke…"

*(End of Chapter)*