Chapter 200 Tang San and the Avalanche

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The streets of Spirit Hall City were filled with filth. Due to the prolonged war, there were few ordinary people left in the city, mostly Soul Masters belonging to the Spirit Hall.

They had to lower themselves to clean up the soul beast excrement that disgusted them.

Hu Liena followed Yue Guan and Ghost Mei, her expression a mixture of confusion and anger. Her still imperfectly controlled killing intent uncontrollably leaked out with her fluctuating emotions.

"Girl, wake up. This is no longer the City of Slaughter," Yue Guan reminded her.

"Sorry, I'm just a little emotional seeing Spirit Hall City like this," Hu Liena said with a hint of apology.

A familiar person walked by pushing a wheelbarrow, with flamboyant red hair and dark red eyes—it was Yan.

The wheelbarrow was filled with filth. Yan wore a mask and gloves, his expression natural, as if he was used to this.

Yan, one of the Spirit Hall's "Golden Generation," was actually doing the kind of work that only the most humble would do in the past!

Hu Liena's eyes widened in astonishment. In her impression, Yan was proud and untamed. Even the more powerful Soul Masters found it difficult to truly make him submit.

Yan turned his head and saw the three of them, calling out in surprise, "Nana..."

He wanted to rush over, but when he thought about the stench on his body and the fear of offending the beauty, he suppressed his impulse.

Looking at himself, he said with a somewhat embarrassed smile, "Well, the dung bird flock just launched an air raid, and I'm doing the cleanup."

Then, he noticed that he had neglected Yue Guan and Ghost Mei because of Hu Liena, and greeted them awkwardly, "Elder Ju, Elder Gui."

Yue Guan nodded with a smile: "Good work."

Hu Liena found Yan in this state both amusing and felt a little sad that Spirit Hall City had fallen to this state.

She smiled at Yan: "It's been a long time. Let's get together sometime."

"Oh... oh..." Faced with the goddess he had been longing for, Yan was a little flustered and subconsciously touched the back of his head with his gloved hand.

It wasn't until he felt something wet and sticky on the back of his head that he suddenly realized what happened, and cursed inwardly: "Damn it."

After saying goodbye to Yan, Hu Liena continued towards the Papal Palace, and couldn't help but ask:

"The soul beast attack, isn't this something that concerns all of humanity? Aren't the two great empires providing support?"

Yue Guan shook his head: "The Heaven Dou Empire is overwhelmed. There is also a ferocious beast leading a beast tide ravaging its territory. Most of the forces sent out by the various sects have been transferred in that direction."

"As for the Star Luo Empire... it's likely that they have joined forces with the soul beasts. Although they are using the name of something called the 'Beast Controlling Sect,' anyone with eyes can see that it's just a smokescreen."

"Although their reason for attacking the Heaven Dou Empire, trying to force it to hand over Duke Amon, seems quite legitimate, it doesn't seem normal at a time like this, when a ferocious beast has appeared."

Amon... that name again. Hu Liena felt like his shadow was everywhere.

In the City of Slaughter, Gerhman kept mentioning him, and after returning to the surface world, he appeared with unusual frequency in her conversations with Yue Guan.

"Caw..." The white-ringed crow let out a low cry and flapped its wings.

In the Papal Palace, Bibi Dong, wearing a purple-gold crown and with an increasingly imposing aura, looked at Hu Liena, who had undergone a great change in temperament, and nodded with satisfaction:

"Very good. It seems you have benefited greatly in the City of Slaughter. Welcome back, Na'er."

"Teacher!" The joy of reunion brought tears to Hu Liena's eyes.

She had been under too much pressure recently, and only after regaining her support did her mind completely relax.

Bibi Dong suddenly focused her gaze on the crow with white rings around its eyes that was perched on Hu Liena's shoulder.

This crow gave her an inexplicable sense of strangeness and familiarity, like... some annoying fellow.

I'm so annoyed by that guy that I even think of him when I see a crow... Bibi Dong dispelled the absurd thought in her mind and asked:

"What's with this crow?"

Hu Liena quickly responded: "This is a memento from a friend I met in the City of Slaughter... I received a lot of care from him there, but unfortunately... he couldn't come out with me."

A look of loss appeared on her face.

Bibi Dong sighed: "Life's path is still long, and there will be better scenery ahead. You must learn to let go."

Although she said that, Bibi Dong thought to herself with some self-deprecation: Let go? Easier said than done? Some memories will not be diluted by time, but will only become more intense as time passes.

"Since it's a memento from your friend, then keep it, but remember to take good care of it and don't let it run around. Because of the beast tide, the Soul Masters in Spirit Hall City have a strong hatred for soul beasts... You saw the scene on the street today, right? Especially for avian soul beasts," Bibi Dong reminded her.

"Yes, I will."

"Then go down and get some rest," Bibi Dong said softly.

......

Tang Hao brought Tang San to a tall building in Heaven Dou City.

This building was five stories high, with a simple and elegant style. On the plaque hanging in front of the building were the words "Moon Pavilion."

Tang Yuehua greeted the father and son, her eyes looking at Tang Hao with a complex expression:

"Brother... after all these years, you've finally come to see me."

"Sorry, Yuehua, I..."

"This is not the place to talk, come with me." She led them to the top floor of the Moon Pavilion, a huge hall.

The furnishings in the room were all made of valuable agarwood, emitting a faint fragrance.

Tang Yuehua looked at Tang San and said, "This is the son of you and A Yin?"

"Yes, his name is Tang San," Tang Hao nodded.

"Your elder brother died, killed by the Spirit Hall... He heard that this child would participate in the Soul Master Competition, and the Spirit Hall used him as bait to set a trap for you, which is why he left the mountain gate and went to Spirit Hall City."

Tang Hao said in a deep voice: "I'm sorry to my elder brother, sorry to the sect..."

"Yes, you're sorry to your elder brother, sorry to the sect..." Tang Yuehua suddenly let out a cold laugh, shouting with some hysteria:

"So you're just going to sink into despair like this? Just live with that decadent appearance that would get you stopped before you even entered this Moon Pavilion? How long are you going to keep running away? Don't you owe your elder brother, the sect, and me an explanation?"

Tang Hao shook his head and said painfully: "The moment A Yin died in front of me, I lost all my spirit. A useless person like me can't help the sect..."

Tang Yuehua's face was as cold as frost: "The Spirit Hall is trapped, now is a good opportunity for our Clear Sky Sect to rise again. Do you know the grievances and helplessness in the hearts of the disciples of what was once the number one sect in the world, forced to live in seclusion in the mountains?"

Tang Hao stood up, slowly walked to the center of the hall, and turned his back to Tang Yuehua:

"My heart is already dead. Little San is my explanation to the sect... He just came out of the City of Slaughter, possessing the Blue Silver Domain and the God of Slaughter Domain, even more outstanding than I was. He is entrusted to you. A year later, let him return to the valley to find me."

As he spoke, he threw a roll of parchment map, which landed in Tang San's hands, and then walked out.

"Stop." Tang Yuehua quickly ran behind Tang Hao and grabbed his shoulder.

Tang Hao stopped and said, "I will find a way to avenge my elder brother. I haven't been doing nothing all these years. I have roughly identified the culprit who plotted against us, following some clues."

"As for Little San, after he sees me in a year, you can take him back to recognize his ancestors and return to the clan. I will have him complete what I can't do. He is the son of me and A Yin, my only son."

Tang Hao slightly shook off Tang Yuehua's hand on his shoulder, his figure faded, and quietly disappeared.

Tang Yuehua quietly looked at the place where he last stood, sighed softly, and turned back to look at Tang San: "Did your father tell you about your mother?"

"No," Tang San shook his head.

"Then let him tell you himself, I won't overstep my bounds." Tang Yuehua squeezed out a smile: "How old are you this year?"

"Past eighteen, not yet nineteen."

"Alas... ten years ago, you would have been the most dazzling star in the Soul Master world, but now, the three from Tudor Territory will be the inescapable clouds looming over your generation," Tang Yuehua shook her head slightly.

Thus, Tang San stayed and learned various aristocratic etiquette and music from Tang Yuehua.

On the third day, he met a familiar and unfamiliar noble youth - Xue Beng.

If it weren't for the same face, he would have found it difficult to associate this gentle, refined, and well-mannered young man with the arrogant and tyrannical Prince Xue Beng of the past.

"Brother Tang, are you surprised?" Xue Beng said to Tang San with a smile.

"Indeed... I can't recognize you at all," Tang San nodded.

From the current Xue Beng, he saw the shadow of the former Xue Qinghe.

"Unfortunately, it's too late. My royal father is seriously ill, and my royal brother has seized power. Uncle Xue Xing also died of illness not long ago. I can only immerse myself in music to find some comfort..." Xue Beng said with a light laugh.

"However, what has changed is my mentality, but you, Brother Tang San... even your appearance has changed a bit, even more than me."

Tang San smiled: "Just some coincidences. I heard that the situation in the Heaven Dou Empire is not very good now?"

Xue Beng sighed: "Yes... more than half a year of war has led to widespread suffering, but my royal brother seems determined to prove himself on the battlefield, personally leading the army and fighting fiercely with the Star Luo Empire... In his eyes, there is only military merit and the throne."

"But he has ignored the money and food needed to support such a large army fighting abroad. Taxes are becoming heavier and heavier, and people's lives are becoming more and more impoverished..."

"Behind his military exploits are the blood and tears of the people, and beneath his feet is a road built of countless bones."

Tang San's eyes narrowed slightly. He didn't think Prince Xue Beng would give up so easily. There seemed to be other meanings to what he was saying now.

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