Chapter 147
Howling Sky Douluo
Part 1 (TL by Bagelson)
The arm strength of this grey clothed man already on solid ground was extremely frightening. Even just half of a kilometer long iron cable was still astonishingly heavy, and there were still three people on top of that. But in his hands it was all like nothing, and the iron cable swiftly brought the trio up.
At last reaching the mountaintop, Tang San didnβt feel anything, but those two grey clothed men he saved both had pale faces.
Returning from struggling at the edge of life and death, nobody would feel any better than them.
That leading grey clothed man also loosed a large breath, his gaze fixed on the still gracefully calm Tang San, and suddenly struck at his shoulder with a fist.
Tang Sanβs shoulders shifted slightly, then stopped. He didnβt block, because he clearly sensed that the grey clothed manβs fist didnβt hold any malice.
The fist landed on Tang Sanβs shoulder with a thump, and the leading grey clothed man laughed out loud,
βGood brother, many thanks.β
Tang San smiled wryly:
βBig brother, go a bit easier next time, your fist is really heavy!β
The grey clothed man forcefully clapped Tang Sanβs shoulder,
βGive me a break, itβs clearly your bones that hurt my hand. I really donβt know how youβve trained. Iβm Tang Long[1]. Itβs fine if you call me big brother. In our generation, Iβm the oldest. These two are Tang Tian[2] and Tang Yu[3], theyβre also our directly related brothers. This time you saved their lives.β
Tang Tian and Tang Yuβs faces were long since filled with gratitude, and the two nodded to Tang San. Tang Tian said:
βBrother, your favor canβt be repaid in words.β
Tang San valiantly said:
βWeβre all brothers, donβt mention it. If you were in my place, youβd also have saved me just the same, no?β
Tang Yu had a bitter expression:
βWe would if we had that ability! I heard you had twin spirits. Was that just now your main spirit Blue Silver Grass?β
Tang San nodded.
Tang Long smiled:
βSecond auntβs boasted about you like a deluge of heavenly flowers, I didnβt believe it before, but I do now. Being able to have your present cultivation at your age, really isnβt easy. You seem to have broken through the fiftieth rank. Not any less than these two.β
Tang Tian and Tang Yu looked face to face. Even though they didnβt say anything, in their hearts they thought, βHow is it just βno lessβ, previously he could even spare spirit power to help us speed up.β
Without speaking of anything else, as three people fell simultaneously, he could react to save others and himself, this reaction speed wasnβt something average people could compare to.
Tang Long looked over the broken iron cable, and said unhappily:
βThis worn out thing should have been changed. Today really was unlucky, we actually ran into a bird. We can only blame my carelessness, if I paid a bit of attention and discovered it a bit ahead of time, there wouldnβt have been such a careless mistake. Iβll definitely be scolded back at the sect.β
Seeing him dispiritedly hanging his head, Tang San couldnβt help smiling a bit. This seemingly somewhat forthright sect brother really was straightforward.
Tang Tian said:
βBig brother, letβs go back quickly. Donβt keep the sect master waiting. This cable breaking also canβt be blamed at you. We were just unlucky. If the sect master punishes anyone, weβll bear it together.β
Tang Long grinned, saying:
βGood kids. The next time thereβs good wine, Iβll invite you to drink. Letβs go.β
This fifth peak was also the final one to enter the Clear Sky School. The secluded sect was located on this mountain.
Even though there were no pavilions and kiosks, there was still a castle-like building. It was entirely grey, appearing as if part of the mountain. It occupied practically the entire mountaintop.
Somewhat more familiar with the three people, Tang San also no longer kept his distance from them like before, and couldnβt keep from asking:
βBig brother Tang Long, with our Clear Sky School in this kind of rugged terrain, how are the necessary supplies brought in? Is it also via these iron cables?β
Tang Long nodded, saying:
βThis is a special training method of the sect. Every sect disciple over sixteen will participate in moving supplies. Of course, ordinarily the safeguards used arenβt just like what we use today. Then thereβs a kind of safety rope, so even if the iron cable breaks, it can at least guarantee your safety. Who could have thought that weβd be so unlucky today. I remember the first time Tang Tian was going to cross the iron cable. He was so scared he was crying and his nose leaking. Haha.β
Tang Tian embarrassed looked at Tang Long, unhappily saying:
βThat was so many years ago. Why are you still bringing up my embarrassing past in front of brother Tang San? Letβs return to the sect quickly, donβt keep the sect master waiting.β
Tang San understood that them bringing him via the iron chain without giving him that safety was perhaps in order to test his strength. He smiled wryly at the same time, βAunt, what did you tell people to cause such hostility?β But now it seemed that these blood related brothers were very straightforward.
As the four set out once again, their relationship had clearly became a lot more harmonious, especially the leader Tang Long who clearly had a very direct character. His original assumed arrogance was now completely obliterated, and affectionately pulled Tang San towards the sect by the shoulder.
The enormous stone building was just like a fort. The main gate was five meters tall, and even though it couldnβt compare to Spirit City, this stony edifice was extremely stocky. Above the gate, three words were boldly carved into the rock, with a grandness that could oppose the surrounding mountains ββ Clear Sky School.
Before the gate, two equally grey clothed youths hastily bowed in salute as they saw the four approaching, but one of them still blocked Tang Sanβs path,
βPlease display your sect credentials.β
βCredentials?β
Tang San stared blankly a moment. He of course didnβt know what these so-called credentials were, and couldnβt help somewhat puzzled looking to Tang long.
Tang long smiled:
βItβs the Clear Sky Hammer! Donβt tell me thereβs anything that could better prove that weβre directly related sect disciples than the Clear Sky Hammer? Theyβre not familiar with you, so just show them. Those are the rules. Let them have a look. Only us directly related sect disciples can enter here. The sectβs subordinates and outer sect disciples are all in that village outside.β
At this point, his mood fell somewhat, his gaze at Tang San also held something. Indeed, judging by the appearance of the village one could tell there were just a few hundred people. The subordinates of the Clear Sky School were already so few, it clearly showed how difficult the sectβs situation was now.
The expression in Tang Sanβs eyes darkened somewhat. He of course understood the reason why these brothersβ looks at him changed. Even though it couldnβt be said that the Clear Sky Schoolβs present situation could be completely blamed on his father, it was still inextricably linked to him.
Turning over his left hand, black light surging, the chi long Clear Sky Hammer appeared in his palm.
Tang Longβs trio had already heard from Tang Yue-Hua that Tang San had twin spirits, and his current main spirit really wasnβt the Clear Sky Hammer, and so it was nothing to them. But those two gatekeeper disciples didnβt see it that way. Since Tang San was together with Tang longβs trio, they originally believed Tang Sanβs strength should be fairly high.
But he unexpectedly didnβt even have one spirit ring on his Clear Sky Hammer.
Their originally respectful gazes immediately turned a bit indifferent.
In the Spirit Master world, especially the Spirit Master sects, strength often represented a great many things. Despite not saying anything, their gazes had already become strange.
Tang Long unhappily clapped one of them,
βWhat are you looking at, still not getting out of the way.β
βYes.β
The two disciples then stepped aside, but inwardly thought that it was no wonder theyβd never seen him before, he was a silver coated wax spear. His appearance was pretty good, but he didnβt have any strength.
Past the gate, the first thing inside was a spacious courtyard, followed by a tall stone building. Tang Long gave Tang San an introduction:
βThere are about four generations of the directly related sect disciples, adding up to over two hundred people. Weβre considered the third generation. We also boast the largest number of people, not far short of a hundred. This is the front courtyard, used when the sect master gathers everyone. The rear courtyard is even bigger, thatβs our training area. The sect emphasizes actual combat, and each month the third and fourth generation children will conduct real combat drills under the eldersβ supervision. That sets the strength ranking.β
The youngest, Tang yu, smiled:
βBoss has already been the representative of our third generation several years in a row. Heβs afraid youβve come to fight over his position, thatβs why he had that face before!β
Tang Long laughed out loud, forcefully clapping Tang Sanβs shoulder,
βI wonβt hide it from you, thatβs really what I thought. Brother, weβll exchange pointers later.β
βHow could I be big brotherβs match, thereβs no need to compete.β
With Tang Sanβs intelligence, his mind was like a mirror. He knew that the position of third generation chief was definitely related to the sect master succession. He had never had any interest in the position of Clear Sky School sect master, and only hoped to be able to help the sect by relying on his own strength.
Even more, heβd come to know his ancestors and sect and even more importantly for his fatherβs forgiveness, he couldnβt be ambitious and competitive.
Tang Longβs expression changed, gravely saying:
βBrother, donβt be so modest. Youβll understand later. Come, weβll quickly go see the sect master. I reckon weβve kept him waiting. Tang Yu, you go speak to fourth uncle, the matter of the iron cable outside canβt be delayed.β
βAlright.β
Tang Yu turned around and left, while Tang Long and Tang Tian brought Tang San into the Clear Sky Schoolβs main building.
The Clear Sky Schoolβs buildings didnβt give the slightest impression of lavishness, but neither were they plain. their overall greatest characteristic was the word massive.
Entering the main building, also that castle-like place, passing through wide hallways, they ascended to the second floor via stairs inside.
On the way they saw a lot of Clear Sky School disciples, all dressed in grey clothing. The Tang Long brothers brought Tang San to a halt before an arched door in the innermost part of the second floor.
Part 2 (TL by Bagelson)
Tang long raised his hand and knocked twice,
βSect master, weβve brought Tang San.β
βEnter.β
A deep rich voice echoed from within the room. To Tang Sanβs ears, it was extraordinarily familiar, because this voice was eighty percent similar to his father Tang Haoβs.
Tang Long pushed open the door and signaled Tang San with his eyes, then took the lead to go inside. Tang Tian didnβt follow, but rather stood by the door.
This room was more than a hundred square meters, the interior decorated very simply, a wide table, bookcases covering both walls, as well as two long sofas.
Tang Yue-Hua sat gracefully on a sofa. Seeing the white dressed Tang San follow Tang Long inside, the smile on her face instantly grew wider.
Tang San naturally glanced at his aunt, but his attention was still drawn by the stalwart figure behind the table.
More than two meters tall, the back of a tiger and waist of a bear, a chiseled face and short grizzled hair.
He was equally dressed in grey, but sitting there, he was like the core of this castle.
Two meters was perhaps not very tall, but if Tang San had to describe this person in words, perhaps he could only call him βtoweringβ.
His fatherβs eyes were muddy, caused by those old injuries, and this man who was seventy or eighty percent similar to his father seemed even a bit younger. His bright and full of expression eyes were like torches. In a short while of staring at Tang San, a vast and wild aura covered the sky and hid the earth, without any attempt at restraint, the enormous pressure enveloped Tang San all at once.
But ingeniously, this pressure completely bypassed Tang Long, without subjecting him to a bit of its effect.
Tang Long wasnβt weak, and his complexion swiftly changed. As he looked at Tang San again, his gaze couldnβt help being somewhat anxious.
But astonishing Tang Long was that Tang San stepped into the room, confronting that assault of pressure without his expression changing in the slightest. His feet standing in a faint T-shape, his waist and back perfectly straight. The graceful expression faded away, replaced by respect.
Both knees bending, two vague layers of blue and white light could be faintly distinguished around Tang San. Kneeling on the ground with a putong sound, he saluted the man behind the table releasing the vast pressure.
βTang San pays his respects to sect master.β
Only a few words, but each syllable was pronounced extremely distinctly, and also exceptionally coherently.
The pupils of Tang Longβs eyes enlarged somewhat. Was this fellow really human? Confronting the sect masterβs powerful pressure, he could actually still move into a kneeling salute, and even speak.
βCould his strength really be greater than mine? But, second aunt said he was only twenty.β
In fact, he couldnβt know how immense the pressure Tang San endured right now was.
That immense pressure was like a cloud piercing mountain, pressuring him until he was unable to breathe. Tang San appeared very calm right now, but in fact he had already released both his great domains.
The Deathgod Domain made up the inner layer, covered by the Blue Silver Domain outside, making the outside world unable to sense the aura he released.
Moreover, his body was also already completely taut.
That was after all a physique that had passed the forging of two great immortal herbs and countless experiences. The pressure Tang San endured right now was like when he trained his hammer under the waterfall.
Each of his movements actually looked for the weakest area in the pressure that confronted him, and by these movements he could reduce the stress the pressure caused him.
As for the words he spoke, they were spat out with inner strength.
The man behind the table withdrew his gaze, and all the pressure instantly disappeared. Tang San only felt his surroundings empty, as if all his strength had been spent. If not for his steady balance practiced under the waterfall for a long time, perhaps he wouldβve made a fool of himself and toppled over. But he was in the end still able to stabilize himself, his upper body swayed once, but he still maintained the salute.
βGet up.β
The deep voice came from that man. Thatβs right, this person was the Clear Sky Schoolβs current sect master, Tang Haoβs elder brother, Tang Xiao[4]. One of Clear Sky Schoolβs twin Douluo. His title was Howling Sky.
Tang San didnβt get up immediately, but rather kowtowed three times to Tang Xiao, three dong dong dong sounds echoing as his forehead impacted the floor.
Tang Yue-Huaβs brows wrinkled, hastily stepping forward to pull up Tang San,
βWhat are you doing? Your fatherβs matters from back then canβt be left to you to undertake.β
Whether her or Tang Xiao, both naturally understood that Tang San made these three headbumps for Tang Hao to Tang Xiao.
Tang San hung his head and got up,
βA fatherβs debts pass to the son, this is Heavenβs law and earthβs principle. Sect master, I hope to assume responsibility for everything on behalf of my father.β
Ever since Tang San stepped through the door, Tang Xiaoβs expression had been somewhat indeterminate. Hearing these words, Tang Xiao fiercely slapped the stone table in front of him with a palm, furiously shouting:
βWhat can you assume?β
With a soft chi sound, the table in front of Tang Xiao quietly collapsed, unexpectedly turning into fine powder just like that, against expectations without influencing anything in the surroundings. Imperceptibly, he had already revealed his profound and frightful cultivation.
Tang Long standing to the side was inwardly speechless. That was a two ton table carved from the most solid granite. Breaking it wasnβt difficult, but noiselessly turning it into dust was.
Tang Xiao shot Tang long a glare,
βWhat are you sticking your tongue out at? Get out, go to the back mountain and make a table. No food until itβs done properly.β
βAh?β
Tang Longβs expression turned painful, looking at Tang Xiao without daring to retort.
Tang Xiao glared,
βWant me to repeat myself?β
βIβm going, Iβm going.β
Tang Long appeared very impressive in front of third generation disciples, but in front of Tang Xiao he was like a meek kitten, and hastily ran off.
Tang San knelt once again,
βI donβt know whether I can assume it, but I hope to use this life for the sake of the sect, to exhaust all my abilities on the command of the sect.β
Tang Xiao turned around, pushing open the window behind him. With a pull of his right hand, the stone powder on the floor was unexpectedly drawn out just like that, quickly flying into the air outside.
βHe actually lets a child assume his own matters. Oh, Tang Hao, will you really always keep shirking?β
Hearing Tang Xiaoβs words, Tang San couldnβt help having his fatherβs one armed one legged melancholy appear before his eyes,
βSect master, father isnβt shirking. He said, he was unable to face the sect. That he wasnβt qualified to return.β
Tang Xiao couldnβt keep his voice from trembling,
βHeβs still well?β
Tang San nodded silently,
βFatherβs very well, heβs keeping company at motherβs side every day. Heβs prepared to pass his remaining days like this.β
βKeeping company at your motherβs side?β
Tang Xiao sharply turned his head, and Tang San clearly saw that the rims of his eyes were already somewhat red.
Tang San said:
βAfter mother passed away, she incarnated as blue silver grass. Fatherβs always accompanied her.β
Tang XIao stared blankly a moment, then drew a deep breath,
βPerhaps, thatβs the best ending for him.β
This time he seemed a lot older, his gaze at Tang San also gradually softening.
With a flash of light, Tang San held that long black box, supporting it in both hands,
βSect master, this is what father had me bring. He said that this was the only thing he could do for the sect.β
Tang Xiao waved an upraised hand, effortlessly making a pulling motion in empty air, and that heavy black box fell into his palm as if it was nothing.
Lightly flicking a finger, the black box opened. As that tremendous energy filled the room, as the two spirit bones within appeared before Tang Xiaoβs eyes, he couldnβt keep his expression from changing greatly, his hair and beard all trembling.
Tang San only saw a blur before his eyes, before Tang Xiao already stood in front of him, one hand grasping the front of his jacket, pulling him close in front of him. Tang Xiao said in an almost trembling voice:
βTang Hao, brother Hao, heβ¦β¦β
Tang Yue-Hua had by now also seen the two spirit bones in the long black box. Her mind went blank white, standing there stupidly, tears flowing uncontrollably.
βFather said that if he didnβt do this, he would be unable to keep mother company at peace for the rest of his life. Fatherβs old wounds were also settled by severing his limbs. Originally, he already did this after he left me at auntβs place. Sect master, youβ¦β¦β
βCall me uncle[5].β
Tang Xiao shouted angrily, the shock numbing Tang Sanβs ears.
βUncle.β
This time, as Tang San was in contact with Tang Xiao, he could clearly sense Tang Xiaoβs violently fluctuating mood. Even though they hadnβt met for decades, his feelings for his little brother hadnβt lessened a bit.
βSecond brother, second brother, heβ¦β¦β
Tang Yue-Hua was now sobbing, unable to speak. Looking at those two spirit bones, her whole body trembled violently.
Tang Xiao closed the black box with a pa sound, simultaneously releasing his grip on Tang Sanβs lapels,
βLittle San, thatβs what your father calls you.β
Tang San nodded.
Tang Xiaoβs gaze gradually calmed,
βDid you know, in fact, I never thought your father did anything wrong. If Ah Yin had chosen me, perhaps I would have done the same as him, and even more violently than he did. Therefore, no matter what others say hereafter, I donβt want Tang Haoβs matters to become your burden. Working hard for the sect is something you must do, but not because of your father, but rather because youβre a member of the sect.β
Tang San felt as if something was choked in his stomach. Lowering his head, he said especially sincerely:
βThank you, uncle.β
Part 3 (TL by Bagelson)
Tang Xiao looked at Tang San, his gaze changing somewhat,
βYou look a lot like your mom, but your character is like your dadβs. Yue-Hua, donβt cry, perhaps brother Haoβs mind will be a bit more comfortable like this. Tomorrow will be little Sanβs ceremony for recognizing his ancestors and clan. You arrange it.β
Tang Yue-Hua wiped her tears, her brows wrinkling slightly, she said:
βBig brother, donβt you need to inform the sect elders first? After all, theyβ¦β¦β
Tang Xiao waved his hand to her,
βYou go arrange it, I know what to do. Rather than notifying them in private it would be better to keep it above the table. You first bring little San to rest. Little San, in tomorrowβs ceremony for recognizing your ancestors and clan tomorrow, remember that the Clear Sky School is different from the outside world. You canβt use the etiquette you learnt at your auntβs school to find your place in the sect. Iβll leave you with one word, unyielding. Here, strength is the authority to speak. If you want to replace your father in sect affairs, you must first use your strength to prove yourself to the sect. Otherwise, you wonβt be able to do anything.β
As she brought Tang San from the sect masterβs room, Tang Yue-Hua still hadnβt recovered from her sadness. Just think, the second brother who was so brave and prosperous back then, the Douluo Continentβs youngest Spirit Douluo, whose feat of striking down and killing the Supreme Pontiff while under siege brought unprecedented humiliation to Spirit Hall. But now he had ruined his body, no longer the hero of those days, only able to wait for the day his life would end between the mountains and fields. What kind of dismal ending was this?
The ones living in the Clear Sky School castle were the sectβs second generation as well as the first generation elders. The third and fourth generation all lived in stone houses behind the castle.
Tang Yue-Hua arranged a residence for Tang san, then carefully asked Tang San about his trip back to see Tang Hao. While listening to Tang San finish his story and heard that there was hope for Tang Sanβs motherβs recovery, her mood calmed somewhat.
The rooms arranged for Tang San were very simple. A very small room for receiving visitors, only around seven or eight square meters, a ten square meter bedroom, as well as a very small bathroom with all the amenities to live. This was the standard provided for the Clear Sky Schoolβs third generation children.
βLittle San, I really want to go see your dad.β
Tang Yue-Hua sobbed.
Tang San sighed lightly,
βJust when I saw dad had cut off his limbs, I was also very distraught. But I came around later. Perhaps now he will be able to be together with mom every day without worrying about future trouble, itβs whatβs best for him. You can go when you have the time. Itβs after all quite far.β
Tang Yue-Hua nodded,
βAlright, letβs not talk about your fatherβs matters for now. Tell me, whatβs your plan, returning to the sect this time?β
Tang San said:
βDad hoped I could pay my respects to grandfather, then help the sect as much as I can.β
Tang Yue-Hua said:
βThe situation in the sect is very complicated right now. If we see it from your fatherβs point of view, the sect is internally split into two camps. One faction led by your uncle believes the matters back then wasnβt your fatherβs fault, but rather a conflict caused by Spirit Hall being overbearing. Even if Spirit Hallβs Supreme Pontiff died, your mother also passed away. Spirit Hall relying on its formidable influence to suppress the Clear Sky School was harmful to the sect, so we had no choice but to draw a clear line between us and your father. But in fact, your father didnβt do anything wrong. The other faction is lead by a few still living first generation elders. The believe that your fatherβs actions were ill conceived, that marrying a spirit beast caused the later conflict, and almost led to the sect colliding with Spirit Hall head on, producing irreparable consequences. Moreover, it still caused your grandfather to die from anger, an unpardonable sin. Tang Long and the others you met today are all on your uncleβs side, your uncle adopted Tang Long as a son from a junior. Heβs the number one in the third generation.β
Tang Sanβs eyes displayed a deeply pondering light,
βAunt, youβre telling me that my matter of recognizing my ancestors and clan will be obstructed by the sect elders?β
Tang Yue-Hua nodded,
βJust so. I fear tomorrowβs business wonβt go over too smoothly. Even if your father has returned the two spirit bones, Iβm afraid it will still be very difficult for them to forgive him. Second brother also separated himself from the sect, drawing a clear line. Iβm afraid they wonβt easily allow you to recognize your ancestors and sect.β
Tang Sanβs brows wrinkled,
βIf the elders donβt consent, what will the result be?β
Tang Yue-Huaβs face turned gloomy,
βIn the worst case, youβll be expelled from the sect, your spirit crippled. Even so much that they would use you as bait to find your father, investigating his guilt from back then. Of course, this is practically impossible, big brother is after all the sect master, and the elders will still give him some face. If I donβt guess too much, the elders will compromise in the end, driving you away from the sect, not recognizing you as a child of the Clear Sky School.β
Tang San looked at Tang Yue-Hua and said:
βThen what should I do? Since you agreed to let me return, you should already have thought of a countermeasure.β
Tang Yye-Hua nodded,
βEven though the elders are outdated, they always attach most importance to the sect. In order to gain their recognition, you must first do as your uncle said, prove your own strength in front of them. Use strength to conquer them. Afterwards make some contributions to the sect. Like that theyβll be unable to oppose you recognizing your ancestors and clan. The reason your uncleβs hint was βunyieldingβ was in order to tell you that in our Clear Sky School, the strong eat the soft. Originally your uncle and your dadβs position in the strength was completely gained by fighting. Whoever refused got a beating, thatβs how they established their authority. When your uncle returned to the sect to take over as sect master, the elders also called him into question, since he was always together with your father. Your uncle relied on his strength to defeat all the elders, thereby gaining their approval, becoming the new generationβs Clear Sky School sect master. Therefore, the process of your recognizing your ancestors and sect tomorrow wonβt be effortless, thereβs no harm in being a bit unyielding, use strength to prove you have the capability to help return the sect to its glory.β
Tang San nodded slowly,
βAunt, I understand.β
Tang Yue-Hua stood up, touching Tang Sanβs head,
βThen rest well. Preserve and nurture your spirit. I still have some matters to prepare. The sect general assembly will begin tomorrow morning, aunt will watch your performance then.β
Finished saying this, Tang Yue-Hua told Tang San that someone would specially deliver his meal, letting him rest properly.
With Tang Yue-Hua gone, Tang San sat crosslegged on his bed, recalling his return to the sect today. His uncle and aunt were clearly partial to his fatherβs side. He had seen that when uncle mentioned his father he was always constraining his emotions, and as he said he looked like his mother, his eyes revealed a gentleness that couldnβt be concealed. Apparently, even though his father suffered, he was at least together with his mother. Even though his uncle had become the sect master, the suffering he bore wasnβt any less than his fatherβs.
Whether he could smoothly accomplish his fatherβs wishes, would perhaps have to be seen tomorrow.
Thinking thus, Tang San drew a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes, entering a cultivating state. Even though his improvement speed had slowed somewhat in his year at the Moon Pavilion, he had had instead mastered the subjects of his study. Especially after now having completely connected all eight extraordinary meridians, even though his overall strength hadnβt improved much, his inner strength was like a great river, deep and unending, far from something opponents of the same level could compare to.
In the evening.
Soft knocks echoed from the door.
Tang San slowly opened his eyes,
βPlease come in.β
The door opened, and first to stretch inside was a head. That was a young lady, her hair combed into two adorable little pigtails, appearing around thirteen or fourteen years old.
βAre you uncle San?β
The sharp and clear voice was very pleasant, a pair of spirited big eyes looked curiously at Tang San.
Tang San smiled slightly,
βWho are you? Come in.β
The young girl pushed open the door, holding a box of food,
βYou still havenβt told me if youβre uncle San.β
Tang San smiled:
βIf youβre bringing food for Tang San, then thatβs right. Itβs me.β
The young girl giggled, big eyes curiously studying Tang San,
βUncle San, you really look pretty. Much better looking than my dad.β
Tang San stared blankly a moment,
βWhoβs your dad?β
The young girl said:
βMy dadβs called Tang Hu[6], heβs the third generation chief.β
Tang San puzzled said:
βIsnβt the third generation chief big brother Tang Long?β
The young girl shook her head, saying:
βThe third generation chief is my dad, not uncle Tang Long. Dad always say that uncle Tang Long canβt beat him. Losing to uncle Tang Long last time was just bad luck.β
While speaking, she placed the food on a table next to Tang Sanβs bed, her big eyes looking somewhat resentfully at Tang San.
Tang San smiled wider, saying:
βOver time, luck is also a part of strength. I still donβt know your name.β
The young girl said:
βIβm called Tang Tiantian[7]. Uncle San, you can call me Tiantian.β
Tang San smiled:
βAlright, thank you, Tiantian.β
Looking at this cleareyed pure little lady in front of him, Tang San couldnβt help recalling when he was her age. At that time, he had already met Xiao Wu, met the other Shrek Seven Devils. Everyone were putting all their effort into cultivating together.
Tiantian smiled at Tang San,
βUncle San, then Iβll leave. Goodbye. Your smile is really pretty.β
Finished speaking, the young girl ran out, bouncing and vivacious.
The meal was very simple, one dish of beef, four steamed rolls, one stir fried cabbage, as well as a big bowl of egg soup. Tang San ate with good appetite, this was his first meal back at the sect. No matter what was said, this place was also considered his home in this world.
After an uneventful night, early the next morning, Tang San customarily got up at dawn and stepped outside.
[1] Tang Long – (ειΎ) βTang Dragonβ
[2] Tang Tian – (ε倩) βTang Heavenβ
[3] Tang Yu – (εη) βTang Jadeβ
[4] Tang Xiao – (εεΈ) βTang Howlβ, could also be hiss, whistle, or any number of similar sounds.
[5] Uncle – He asks Tang San to use a rather informal way of addressing an uncle (ε€§δΌ―)
[6] Tang Hu – (εθ) βTang Tigerβ
[7] Tang Tiantian – (εηη) βTang Sweetieβ
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