Tang Xiao exclaimed, "Your talent far surpasses that of me and Brother Hao, I am sincerely convinced."
The only junior who could win the admiration of a Titled Douluo like him was Ye Yu.
At the same time, he was curious about why Ye Yu had come.
Ye Yu said, "The reason I came is because Uncle Hao has shown me kindness, and I wish to help him a little. Therefore, if the Vast Heaven Sect faces trouble in the future, I will help once."
Tang Xiao was naturally grateful for Ye Yu's promise, and this promise carried great significance.
Although the Vast Heaven Sect was the top sect, it had a formidable enemy, the Martial Soul Hall.
Tang Xiao was relieved that such a demon wasn't an enemy but a friend. He also knew that the Martial Soul Hall had issued a warrant for Ye Yu, thinking that the Martial Soul Hall was always the same, provoking such a demon.
Even though there was enmity with his younger brother Tang Hao, he felt that Ye Yu's terrifying power would eventually far surpass Tang Hao, and the Martial Soul Hall would surely regret it.
Tang San and Ye Yu left, and Yuehua reminded, "Xiao San, tomorrow when you acknowledge your ancestry and return to the sect, it might be very difficult, and perhaps even dangerous."
Tang San said, "I must go; I have to pay my respects to grandfather and do something for the sect."
Yuehua said solemnly, "The situation in the sect is currently complex, divided into two factions. One is led by your uncle, and the other is mainly composed of the other elders. Back then, the fault was not with your father, but with the Martial Soul Hall, who were too arrogant and oppressive, pressuring the sect. The elders believed that your father should make amends, feeling he was too impulsive and didn't consider the sect, but due to your uncle, they did not take action. Your father left the sect, severing ties. Now, if you acknowledge your ancestry and return to the sect, they won't easily allow it, because once they do, the ties will be reconnected, and the Martial Soul Hall will pressure again."
Tang San nodded, "I understand, but I will work hard to gain their recognition."
Yuehua sighed, "I hope you take the Soul Bone to find your father; I don't want him to remain disabled. If you fail, the worst that could happen is they destroy your Martial Soul and expel you from the sect."
Hearing this, Tang San's expression changed slightly, feeling there was a possibility, knowing the elders would likely prioritize the sect.
Yuehua said, "However, if you persist, it's not without hope. Prove your strength and conquer them."
"I will." Tang San nodded emphatically.
Ye Yu said, "Aunt Yuehua, rest assured, Tang San is my brother. If the worst happens, I will take action."
Tang San looked at Ye Yu with great gratitude. He was Ye Yu's brother, not by blood, but closer than a real brother.
Back in their lodgings, Ye Yu and Tang San each had a room.
In the evening, a knock on the door was heard, and Ye Yu said, "Come in."
The door opened, revealing a cute little girl with twin pigtails, looking about ten years old.
The girl fluttered her big, sparkling eyes, her voice clear and pleasant.
"Are you Brother Ye Yu?"
Ye Yu was a bit surprised. The girl was striking, and though only ten, she was already quite a beauty, destined to be even more beautiful in the future.
The girl's face was exquisite and adorable, wearing a pink dress on top while her long, slender legs were wrapped in white stockings reaching above the knees.
Ye Yu asked, "I am Ye Yu, and you are?"
The little girl smiled with a giggle, coming in to scrutinize Ye Yu, exclaiming, "So it's Brother, and so handsome too. Thank you for saving my dad."
"Hmm?" Ye Yu was slightly taken aback, "Your father is?"
"My father is Tang Hu."
Ye Yu realized then she was Tang Hu's daughter. Tang Long and Tang Hu were both thirty-six years old.
Apparently, Tang Hu had told her about the Blood God Trial.
Ye Yu said, "No need to thank me. Your father is my friend."
The little girl said, "Dad says you're amazing and a brother, but he also told me not to call you Uncle when I see you. Now I understand; Brother Ye Yu is very young indeed."
Ye Yu smiled, "Calling me Uncle would indeed be inappropriate. I am seventeen. What is your name, and how old are you?"
"My name is Tang Tiantian, but Brother can call me Xiao Tiantian, and I am ten."
Ye Yu laughed, "Then Xiao Tiantian it is."
"Tiantian, go back to sleep, and don't disturb Brother Yu's rest."
At this moment, Tang Hu arrived, and Xiao Tiantian obediently nodded.
Tang Hu was very pleased, "Just finished work, sorry for the inconvenience. Next time, I'll definitely prepare good food and drinks for you."
"No need for so much politeness." Ye Yu smiled.
"Then I won't disturb you any further. We'll drink to our heart's content after the ceremony tomorrow morning."
"Alright."
...
Early the next morning.
Ye Yu habitually woke up early and stepped outside, greeted by a wave of humid mist.
The mountaintop was humid; in the early morning, it was foggy, and an average person's sight could only reach five meters, but Ye Yu could see far into the distance.
The sun gradually rose, and standing atop the mountain, he could see more clearly. Shortly after, Tang San, having finished cultivating the Purple Extreme Demon Pupil, returned.
Ye Yu and Tang San, led by Tang Long, made their way to the front courtyard of the Vast Heaven Sect. At this time, one hundred and fifty people had gathered in the courtyard, standing in a circle at the edges, with six people in the center: Tang Xiao and five white-haired, elderly men.
The five elders were all over eighty but were full of energy and vigor, their faces glowing with red as Tang Xiao spoke. The five elders wore serious expressions.
Tang Long said, "The sect's direct disciples are mostly all here. Those five in the center are this generation's elders; even the Sect Leader must show them some respect. In terms of seniority, they are the Sect Leader's uncles."
Here, Ye Yu could sense the hostility, dissatisfaction, and resentment towards Tang San from these direct disciples.
Among them, someone shouted angrily.
"The son of Tang Hao, how dare you come back? Your father shamed the sect and had the decency to leave; you should leave too."
Immediately, the other disciples felt relieved, having voiced their thoughts, and began whispering among themselves.
"Although his father was the Vast Heaven Sect's greatest genius, it was because of him that the sect had to hide here."
"Yes, the once-greatest sect is now like this because of his father."
"His father is a sinner, and he's not worthy of the Vast Heaven Sect either."
"He'll only bring trouble to the Vast Heaven Sect!"
"Right, because his father stands against the Martial Soul Hall. If he returns and the Martial Soul Hall knows, they won't let it go, and they'll pressure us, which is bad for the Vast Heaven Sect."
"And the one beside him, I think that's Ye Yu, also wanted by the Martial Soul Hall, another huge enemy. Along with him, the Martial Soul Hall will be even more adverse to the Vast Heaven Sect."
"Really? Then that outsider should leave too, so as not to implicate the Vast Heaven Sect!"
...
Tang San's face darkened, and a cold, chilling murderous aura spread out. Despite the sun shining on the earth, it felt as though winter had arrived. They shivered as if falling into an ice cave, their spirits suppressed, silencing their words, and the surroundings quieted down.
Although they were affected, their faces pale, these were direct disciples and were not incapable of resisting. They brandished their Martial Soul Vast Heaven Hammers, their Soul Rings appearing, all configured in the best possible way, with the lowest being Soul Venerable and the highest Soul Emperor.
Releasing their Martial Souls eased them a little, and a twenty-something fourth-generation elite snorted coldly, "What, did we say something wrong?"
At this moment, Ye Yu spoke, his tone extremely mocking.
"Are the disciples of the Vast Heaven Sect so afraid of the Martial Soul Hall?"