Bab 119: Master's Anger
The Zhu family indeed recorded these events, given that they were significant occurrences in the Douluo Continent.
The death of the Pope!
As for whether Zhu Zhuqing had actually read about it, only she knew.
With an unchanged expression and a calm demeanor, Zhu Zhuqing said, "Tang San, if I'm not mistaken, your second martial spirit should be the world's number one tool spirit — the Clear Sky Hammer!"
"The events from thirteen years ago are directly related to the Clear Sky Hammer."
The Clear Sky Hammer, the world's number one tool spirit?
Everyone was stunned, especially Ning Rongrong, who hadn't seen Tang San's second martial spirit at all when she was taken away.
Tang San was a twin martial spirit user?
Wait a minute, the world's number one tool spirit... was it really that fragile?
It had been sliced in half by a sword as if cutting through tofu.
Suddenly, Yu Xiaogang's face darkened, and he harshly rebuked Zhu Zhuqing, "Zhu Zhuqing, stop talking nonsense!"
"If you don't care about Shrek Academy, if you don't want revenge, then leave. Leave now!"
This was the first time Yu Xiaogang had lost his temper in front of the students. His voice was loud, echoing in their ears.
Normally, Yu Xiaogang maintained the persona of a wise master. While he often stood with his hands behind his back, acting as a master, there was no denying that his knowledge of martial spirits was vast.
After all, he was the product of the combined wisdom of both the Spirit Hall and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
And as the "Grandmaster," he had to uphold his image and couldn't afford to lose his temper in front of his students.
Tang San glanced at Yu Xiaogang and then at Zhu Zhuqing. A flash of realization appeared in his eyes.
It seemed Zhu Zhuqing truly knew something.
Lifting his left hand, Tang San became a little dazed. The world's number one tool spirit?
The Clear Sky Hammer!
His teacher probably knew something too, right?
Just as Zhu Zhuqing was about to turn and leave, Tang San interrupted her with his words.
"Teacher, Zhu Zhuqing is only trying to tell me the truth. Please don't make things difficult for her."
From Yu Xiaogang's expression, Tang San had discerned a lot.
Even though Yu Xiaogang might not know everything, there was definitely something he was hiding.
Finally finding someone who knew the truth, only for Yu Xiaogang to...
For a moment, Tang San felt as if Yu Xiaogang had a death wish.
Back in Notting City, Yu Xiaogang had twice come close to earning his own demise.
Once was when he deduced that Tang San had twin martial spirits during their apprenticeship.
While the deduction was understandable, revealing such a secret to a stranger was a dangerous situation for any spirit master.
Only the dead can keep secrets.
The second time was during the spirit hunt.
Yu Xiaogang had seen Tang San's mastery of hidden weapons and the Tang Sect's techniques, including hidden weapons themselves.
Thus, Tang San had once again harbored the thought of killing him.
"I..."
Yu Xiaogang was taken aback by Tang San's resolute gaze, but he understood the meaning behind it all too well after so many years.
"Sigh, Xiao San, knowing these things now won't do you any good..."
Yu Xiaogang sighed, speaking softly.
Hearing this, Tang San's heart settled. So, it was as he had suspected?
Yu Xiaogang indeed knew something, but was hiding it from him.
To teach, impart knowledge, and resolve doubts.
Yu Xiaogang had done these things well, so why was he withholding this information?
"Zhuqing, I apologize. My teacher is just concerned for me. Please, tell me what you know!"
Tang San bowed to Zhu Zhuqing, showing his sincerity.
When it came to managing relationships, Tang San was quite astute.
When he didn't need help, he addressed her directly as "Zhu Zhuqing."
But when he needed her, he knew to call her "Zhuqing."
"I'm not sure if my speculation is correct, but since you want to know, I'll tell you."
"Thank you!"
Tang San cupped his hands in gratitude, looking appreciative.
"Your second martial spirit is the world's number one tool spirit, the Clear Sky Hammer. It's considered the top tool spirit because it is the inherited martial spirit of the number one clan, the Clear Sky Sect."
"Ning Rongrong should know about this."
Ning Rongrong instinctively nodded and said, "That's right."
"Thirteen years ago, the Clear Sky Sect sealed itself off from the world, and the reason for this had to do with the Clear Sky Douluo."
"Before the clan's isolation, Clear Sky Douluo was expelled from the clan."
"Tang San, since this happened before you were born, it means there's a very high likelihood that you are the son of the expelled Clear Sky Douluo!"
"Clear Sky Douluo's name is Tang Hao!"
Boom…
Tang San was stunned, because his father was indeed Tang Hao! Only Xiao Wu and Yu Xiaogang knew this; he had never mentioned it to his friends.
Neither Yu Xiaogang nor Xiao Wu would bring it up. After all, what was there to say about a simple blacksmith?
"My father..."
"Zhuqing, could you be mistaken?"
"My father, he's just a blacksmith..."
"How could he possibly be Clear Sky Douluo…"
Tang San's voice trembled with uncertainty. His memories of Tang Hao were already somewhat vague.
He had been on the Douluo Continent for more than thirteen years and hadn't seen his father in six or seven of them.
Yu Xiaogang, who had been silent until now, finally spoke up, "Xiao San, Zhu Zhuqing's deduction isn't wrong. Your father is indeed Clear Sky Douluo, Tang Hao."
"When you first became my disciple, he personally came to find me."
"He was my idol. There's no way I could mistake him."
Yu Xiaogang sighed. At this point, there was no point in hiding the truth any longer.
Flender, standing nearby, adjusted his glasses and added, "Tang San, what they're saying is true."
"Do you remember when you and Xiao Wu enrolled in the academy?"
"That very night, your father came to Zao Wou-Ki and me, asking us to look after you."
Tang San felt like he had been struck by lightning, standing there dazed and confused.
"My father was always by my side, so why... why did he refuse to see me?"
"Did I do something wrong?"
Yu Xiaogang approached Tang San, placing a hand on his shoulder, but his gaze shifted to Zhu Zhuqing.
There was one thing Yu Xiaogang couldn't quite understand.
The conflict between Tang Hao and the Spirit Hall was well known among the major powers.
Tang Hao's fame, in fact, stemmed from that time.
Having just broken through to Title Douluo, he fought three opponents at once, killing one and severely injuring the other two.
The Pope had been critically injured and died a month later, despite returning to the Spirit Hall for treatment.
But the cause of that conflict had remained unknown.
How did Zhu Zhuqing know it was connected to Tang San's mother?
While everyone was deep in thought, over at Heaven Dou Imperial Academy…
"Xue Qinghe," Zhongli, and Paimon were in the office of the academy's education committee.
The three elders greeted them with bright smiles—after all, this was the crown prince and the Martial God Douluo!
"Honorable members of the committee, to be honest, I have come here today to request your assistance with something," Zhongli said with a respectful bow.
Upon hearing this, the three committee members were visibly shaken.
"Huh…?"
'In that humble tone?'
The three of them couldn't help but gasp, feeling a cold shiver run down their spines.
"Lord Martial God, you flatter us too much!"
"Please, there's no need for such formality..."
They hurriedly waved their hands. They were in no position to bear such a heavy responsibility!
Zhongli wasn't just an unparalleled powerhouse—he was also the sect master of the Body Clan. His humility was overwhelming.
"Lord Martial God, whatever you command, we will obey without question. Please, feel free to speak!"
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