Chapter 299: The Mystery of Tang San’s Origin, Tai Tan’s Tale
Chapter 299: The Mystery of Tang San’s Origin, Tai Tan’s Tale
Looking at the look of disbelief on Tang San’s face, Tai Tan knew that he had no idea about Tang Hao’s true identity.
He took a deep breath, and with a solemn expression, he slowly began to recount that buried past.
"Young Lord, your father, Lord Tang Hao, is the biological son of the previous Clear Sky SectSect Master, and a peerless Genius rarely seen in the Clear Sky Sect in a hundred years."
"At the age of 44, he obtained the title of Clear Sky Douluo, making him the youngest Titled Douluo in the history of the entire Douluo Continent."
"Back then, with Lord Tang Hao present, the Clear Sky Sect was the undisputed head of the Upper Three Sects; even Spirit Hall had to be wary of them."
Tai Tan’s voice carried a thick sense of pride, along with a hint of irrepressible regret.
"The Master was targeted by Spirit Hall and fought a great battle against three Titled Douluo."
"Although Lord Tang Hao survived, he was severely injured and was held accountable by the Clear Sky SectElders, who claimed he had brought a catastrophe upon the Sect."
"Ultimately, Lord Tang Hao left the Clear Sky Sect and took the newborn you into seclusion in Saint Spirit Village, living as an obscure blacksmith, hiding for over a decade."
Tai Tan’s words fell into Tang San’s ears sentence by sentence.
His mind shook violently again and again.
He never knew that his taciturn father had such a magnificent and turbulent past.
He was actually the son of a Titled Douluo.
He was actually carrying such a deep blood feud on his shoulders.
The room fell into a dead silence.
Tang San sat on the bed, his expression dazed.
Every word Tai Tan said replayed constantly in his mind.
He finally understood.
Why his father never spoke to him about the past.
Why his father got drunk every single day.
Why his father harbored such deep hostility toward Spirit Hall.
Why his father told him never to easily reveal his Clear Sky HammerSpirit.
It turned out that behind all of this lay such a tragic past.
Tang San’s body suddenly tensed, and he grabbed Tai Tan’s arm, his fingertips turning white from the force.
His voice carried an intense urgency and a hint of irrepressible worry.
"Where is my father? Where is my father now?"
A look of pain instantly appeared on Tai Tan’s face, followed by a towering rage.
His fists clenched tightly, his knuckles cracking as he spoke through gritted teeth.
"To answer the Young Lord, the Master is currently recovering from his injuries at the Strength Clan’s base."
Tang San’s pupils contracted suddenly, and his heart skipped a beat.
"Recovering? My father is injured? How could he be injured? He is a Titled Douluo!"
"The Master... was ambushed!"
Tai Tan’s voice carried an uncontrollable anger and endless hatred.
"Those scumbags from Spirit Hall, and that Poison DouluoDugu Bo—they worked hand in glove to ambush the Master!"
"Three Titled Douluo besieged the Master alone. Outnumbered, the Master was severely wounded by them, losing his right arm and left leg. His spirit power cultivation plummeted by twenty ranks!"
"Now, even movement is difficult for him. He can only remain at our Strength Clan’s base, recovering in seclusion!"
The moment these words were spoken, Tang San’s eyes instantly turned blood-red.
A towering rage erupted frantically from the depths of his heart.
His father, that indomitable Clear Sky Douluo, the man who dared to stand alone against all of Spirit Hall...
...had actually been ambushed, his limbs crippled, his cultivation severely dropped, and even movement made difficult!
"Damn them! They all deserve to die!"
Tang San roared hysterically, his voice filled with endless killing intent and a twisted madness.
"Spirit Hall! Dugu Bo! They dared to harm my father; they have found their way to seek your own death!"
"I will make them pay in blood! I will make them be buried with my father!"
Looking at the towering killing intent in Tang San’s eyes, a look of immense gratification appeared on Tai Tan’s face.
He knew that Lord Tang Hao’s son would definitely not be a coward.
This bloodlust, this ruthlessness—he truly had Lord Tang Hao’s style from back in the day.
"Young Lord, please rest assured."
Tai Tan kowtowed heavily to Tang San, his tone incredibly firm.
"This old servant and all the brothers of the Strength Clan will follow the Young Lord to the death and help you take your revenge!"
"Whoever dares to oppose the Young Lord opposes our Strength Clan! Even if I have to sacrifice this life, I will tear them into ten thousand pieces!"
Tang San took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the towering fury in his heart.
He knew that anger was useless right now.
His current strength was too weak.
He couldn’t even withstand a hint of Tai Tan’s pressure, let alone go seek revenge against Spirit Hall and Dugu Bo.
He had to increase his strength as quickly as possible and grow up fast to avenge his father.
"SeniorTai Tan, did my father send you here this time?"
Tang San looked at Tai Tan and asked.
"To answer the Young Lord, yes."
Tai Tan nodded respectfully.
"This old servant came this time on the Old Master’s orders to Heaven Dou City to protect you and help you grow."
"If you have any matters or needs in the future, please do not hesitate to tell this old servant. Even if it costs me my life, I will surely accomplish it for you."
Hearing this, Tang San’s heart stirred.
He suddenly thought of the greatest predicament he had encountered during this period.
His brow furrowed tightly, a hint of pain and confusion appearing on his face.
"SeniorTai Tan, I indeed have one thing I would like to ask you."
"Please speak, Young Lord. This old servant will tell you everything he knows."
Tai Tan immediately responded respectfully.
"During this period, my Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul has suddenly become listless and weak."
Tang San’s tone carried a deep confusion.
"No matter how I urge my spirit power, I cannot make it return to normal."
"Even my spirit power cultivation seems to have stagnated; no matter how I Cultivate, I cannot improve it in the slightest."
"I don’t know exactly where the problem lies."
Hearing this, a look of astonishment immediately appeared on Tai Tan’s face.
He frowned and thought carefully for a long time, but could not come up with a reason.
"The Blue Silver Grass Spirit is listless, and cultivation cannot improve? This old servant has never encountered such a situation before."
Tai Tan’s tone carried a hint of helplessness.
"The cultivation of twin spirits is fundamentally different from that of ordinary Spirit Masters."
"As for the intricacies involved, the only person on the entire continent who might understand them is that Supreme Pontiff of Spirit Hall."
"However, the Master is your father and is also the person on this continent who understands your twin spirits best."
"Regarding this matter, this old servant will immediately report back to the Old Master after returning, to ask him what exactly is going on and how to solve it."
Tai Tan’s tone was incredibly solemn: "Young Lord, please rest assured. The Master will surely have a way to help you solve this problem."
Tang San nodded, feeling a slight sense of relief in his heart.
As long as his father knew about this, there would surely be a way to solve it.
His father was the Clear Sky Douluo, one of the most powerful men in this World!
(End of Chapter)
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