Chapter 383: Confirming the Authenticity of the News
"Aunt Yuehua, please don't panic. I'll send someone to verify the situation. Perhaps your elder brother has already led the family members to retreat?"
Seeing Tang Yuehua on the verge of breaking down, Qian Renxue internally sneered but still spoke comfortingly.
Upon hearing this, Tang Yuehua turned her head in despair and mechanically gave a bow.
"Yes, Your Majesty. Yuehua takes her leave."
Tang Yuehua didn't even know how she made it back to Yue Xuan. She only felt that the hot summer breeze couldn't change the coldness inside her heart.
When she entered Yue Xuan, she was immediately met with the hopeful gazes of the two juniors. As their eyes met, both Tang San and Tang Xian's hearts sank.
"Aunt, did the Emperor of Heaven Dou refuse to send troops to support Haotian Sect?"
In truth, Tang San had worse suspicions in his heart, but he didn't dare voice them.
Tears welled up in Tang Yuehua's eyes, and she sadly shook her head.
"No."
"Then..."
If it wasn't that Xue Qinghe refused to send reinforcements, based on Tang Yuehua's expression at this moment, Tang Xian no longer dared to think further.
"Aunt, did something happen to Haotian Sect?"
"The message from the Heaven Dou commander of Tox Province says that Haotian Sect has already been breached. Not a single family member survived."
Even though she still clung to a faint hope, Tang Yuehua understood that her elder brother was not the type to abandon his family and escape alone. Moreover, the terrain of Haotian Sect had no escape routes, so the most likely scenario was that her elder brother and the family members fought to the death.
"What! No... This can't be true. Grandpa and the others are still there..."
Tang Xian's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief as he staggered backward, shaking his head in utter despair. Tang San, standing beside him, also clenched his fist and lowered his head.
"Spirit Hall, we now owe them another blood debt."
As the two remained silent, Tang Xian quickly ran out of Yue Xuan.
"I don't believe it. I'll go confirm this myself."
Tang Yuehua paused for a moment, then anxiously looked at Tang San.
"Little San, stop him! It's hard to guarantee that Spirit Hall hasn't left people at Haotian Sect to hunt down any survivors."
Tang San suppressed his sorrow and nodded to Tang Yuehua before quickly chasing after Tang Xian, using Ghost Shadow Mistrace to catch up with him.
Seeing Tang San blocking his path, Tang Xian was furious, his words coming out recklessly.
"Get out of my way, you jinx. Everything was fine with Haotian Sect before you arrived. Now, after half a month, this happens."
"Now you want to stop me from going to mourn?"
Tang Xian's angry words made Tang San's brows furrow deeply. Although he understood Tang Xian's feelings, hearing these words made him furious.
"Spirit Hall might still have people guarding Haotian Sect, waiting for any survivors to return. If you go back now, it's like walking into a trap. We are probably the last remaining bloodline of Haotian Sect. Please, be rational."
"Stop talking! How can you ask me to be rational? My grandfather, my brothers and sisters are all gone. How could you, a jinx who's always been alone, possibly understand how I feel? Get out of my way!"
With bloodshot eyes, Tang Xian summoned his Haotian Hammer, making his intentions clear — if Tang San didn't step aside, he would not hold back.
Tang San sighed lightly. He knew Tang Xian wasn't thinking straight; his mind was consumed by anger and hatred. It was clear he wouldn't listen to reason, but letting him go back alone was not a good idea, especially since he was the last of Haotian Sect's bloodline.
"Then come at me."
"I hate that you always look so calm. The sect master may not have spent much time with you, but he treated you like his own. Yet, you don't even want to go back and pay your respects. Watch me teach you a lesson, you bastard!"
Tang Yuehua had been feeling uneasy ever since her two juniors left, one after the other. As the highest-ranking member of Haotian Sect remaining, she had a responsibility to protect the dwindling bloodline of the sect, even though her strength was lacking.
Thankfully, hours later, the two finally returned to Yue Xuan. Looking at Tang San carrying the unconscious Tang Xian, Tang Yuehua sighed in relief but also let out a long sigh of exhaustion. She could understand his emotions, but returning to the sect now was definitely not a good idea.
She asked Xiao Ping to arrange for Tang Xian to be taken back to his room to rest. Tang Yuehua's lips pulled into a bitter smile.
"Little San, you did nothing wrong, so don't feel bad."
"Yes, Aunt. But what should we do next?"
"Let's stay in Heaven Dou City for now. No matter how powerful Spirit Hall is, they can't easily attack the Heaven Dou Empire."
Tang San nodded, temporarily without a better plan. For now, they had no choice but to wait.
In the evening, a disciple from Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School arrived quietly at Yue Xuan and handed Tang Yuehua a letter.
Tang Yuehua had a faint sense of foreboding, and after thanking the disciple, she sent him away. Opening the letter, the contents were exactly as she had heard in the palace that day.
"Lady Yuehua, please accept my condolences. By the time the two Protectors arrived at Haotian Sect, it had already become a ruin. Sect Master Tang Xiao and the elders' bodies have been confirmed, but the soul bones are missing."
Tang Yuehua tightened her grip on the letter, and tears once again flooded her eyes. At this moment, the last shred of hope she had vanished, replaced by a crushing sense of helplessness. She was just a woman with a useless martial soul—how could she possibly take revenge on Spirit Hall, this massive entity?
"Aunt?"
Seeing Tang Yuehua's face change, Tang San called out to her with concern.
Snapping out of her thoughts, Tang Yuehua gave her nephew a bitter smile, handing him the letter. After he read it, he too clenched his fist.
"Aunt, don't worry. I'll make Spirit Hall pay for this. You don't have to worry."
"Little San, don't act recklessly. Haotian Sect now only has you and A Xian left."
Tang San shook his head, signaling that he hadn't lost his reason.
"Aunt, don't worry. I won't show any hostility toward Spirit Hall unless I'm absolutely sure. There's still plenty of time, and I will grow stronger."
"That's good. You're cautious, so I don't need to worry too much. But for now, you must keep a closer eye on Tang Xian. His emotions are still very unstable."
"Yes, Aunt."
Tang San nodded and agreed to Tang Yuehua's request. Although he felt some disdain for Tang Xian, the goal they shared made him someone he could trust, and it was worth putting some thought into supporting him.
He was determined to build Tang Sect on the continent in the future, and for that, he would need trustworthy subordinates. He couldn't do everything himself.
Meanwhile, after this period, Yue Guan and the others had sent the news of their successful mission back to Spirit Hall. Qian Daoliu also learned the details of the events from Qianjun and Jiang Mo.
"It looks like little Xue will be back soon to take the test, and I'll be able to complete my mission."
"Yes, big brother, with little Xue's talent, she will surely achieve what you expect."
(END CHAPTER)
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