After Yun Ming and Ya Li finished coordinating the upcoming curriculum for Oscar with the temporary instructors they had hired, they parted ways with the group and set off for Heaven Dou City.
Outside Heaven Dou City, at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, Yang Wudi was busy tending to his medicinal fields.
After annihilating the Clear Sky Sect, Yang Wudi had patiently assisted Yang Wutian with clan affairs, but he found it incredibly tedious. After two days of it, he decisively ran off, returning to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well to resume his blissful, pastoral life.
Just as Yang Wudi was wondering what herbs he should plant next, he suddenly felt the Sky Support Mark that Yun Ming had left on him begin to fluctuate. The next instant, a brilliant silver light erupted before his eyes, forming a portal, and Yun Ming stepped out, carrying a Soul Tool shaped like a door.
Watching his grandson appear so suddenly, Yang Wudi laughed and scolded him.
"Didn't you send word that your house was gone and that you wouldn't be back until the clan residence was rebuilt? Why are you here now?"
Ever since the Clear Sky Sect was destroyed, a heavy burden had been lifted from Yang Wudi's heart. His mood had improved significantly every day, and he was even capable of joking with Yun Ming now.
Yun Ming coughed and said.
"Grandfather, how can you say that? Wherever you are, that is my home. What other reason could there be for coming home?"
Yang Wudi scanned Yun Ming up and down and replied flatly.
"I might have believed that before you met that Saintess from the Martial Soul Hall, but now? Not so much."
"Heh—"
It was just a strange laugh, and Yang Wudi didn't say anything else, but the implication was perfectly clear.
Seeing his grandfather so certain, Yun Ming felt a bit guilty and decisively chose to end the topic.
"I actually do have other business this time. Where is Fifth Grand Uncle? Where is he now?"
Seeing that things were exactly as he had expected, Yang Wudi couldn't help but sigh, 'A boy grown up is like water spilled!' But sighs aside, there was still work to be done. He stood up, brushed the dust off his clothes, and said to Yun Ming.
"Let's go! I'll take you to see him; I happen to have some things to discuss with him as well."
With that, Yang Wudi led Yun Ming toward Heaven Dou City.
Yun Ming followed him all the way to the south of Heaven Dou City. Seeing the residence before him—which, while luxurious and grand, was clearly too small to house the entire Breaking Clan—he asked in confusion.
"Is this a temporary outpost for our clan? It doesn't look like the architectural style of the Defense Clan at all!"
Recalling the decision they had made, Yang Wudi replied.
"We bought this house directly; it will serve as our base in Heaven Dou City from now on, responsible for handling our business in the city, managing social connections, and networking. Our main clan land has been relocated elsewhere."
Yun Ming continued to ask.
"Where did you move it to?"
Yang Wudi said.
"After discussing it within the clan, we decided to move our clan land to the former site of the Clear Sky Sect."
Yun Ming: "?"
Yang Wudi continued to explain.
"The Clear Sky Sect's location has excellent terrain; it is easy to defend and hard to attack, making it suitable for a main headquarters."
"Besides, Heaven Dou City is too prosperous. The changes in the Clear Sky Sect over the years have served as a reminder to us that a harsh and simple environment is more conducive to a Soul Master's cultivation."
"We are a Soul Master clan, after all; strength is the foundation of our existence. For the sake of the juniors' future cultivation, that place is a very good choice for our clan land."
After hearing what Yang Wudi had to say, Yun Ming felt it made some sense, though the act of 'wiping out a clan, looting their home, and seizing their land' felt suspiciously like the behavior of a villain. Still, since the people were already dead, these matters were of little consequence.
Yun Ming followed Yang Wudi into the residence and got a better look at the full scope of the estate. Indeed, its air of luxury was not limited to the entrance; the interior was the same.
The interior of the residence was decorated with extreme opulence, using only high-end materials with meticulously handled details. The estate contained many precious historical artifacts and artworks, giving one a sense of deep history and cultural heritage. Furthermore, the garden design was quite unique, with flower beds, lawns, fountains, and sculptures that were all highly distinctive.
After entering the main gate and navigating several twists and turns, Yun Ming finally reached Yang Wutian.
Yang Wutian was surprised to see Yun Ming and asked.
"Ming Er, why are you back?"
Seeing the same reaction from Yang Wutian, Yun Ming's face darkened. Why did they all have this reaction whenever he came back? Before he could speak, however, Yang Wudi spoke first.
"There's something we need to handle."
He then turned to Yun Ming.
"Speak, what happened?"
Yang Wutian also looked at Yun Ming. Seeing this, Yun Ming stopped wasting time. He took the document Ya Li had given him from his Phoenix Cry Ring and handed it to his two grand uncles.
"This is the list of all the problematic individuals who participated in the Martial Soul Hall's pursuit and suppression of the four clans back then. Just as I said before, I've left them for us to deal with."
Upon hearing Yun Ming's words, the expressions of Yang Wudi and Yang Wutian darkened. The final reckoning had arrived. Although the primary culprit, the Clear Sky Sect, had already vanished into smoke, and for them, the clouds of hatred had largely dissipated, the matter regarding the Martial Soul Hall had yet to be settled.
When they saw a few names on the list, their emotions suddenly spiraled out of control. Especially when Yang Wudi saw the name 'Gu Li' on the paper, his thoughts seemed to return to that hellish day fourteen years ago—his younger brother, his son-in-law, and his daughter had all left his side one after another, leaving only him and the infant Yun Ming.
Watching Yang Wudi, who was clutching the file on 'Gu Li' tightly, his eyes bloodshot and his crimson Soul Power beginning to surge, Yun Ming sighed inwardly. He only hoped that after dealing with that person, Yang Wudi could quickly return to being the grandfather who spent his afternoons happily in the medicinal fields, teasing him.
Yang Wutian was much the same; he too had close relatives who had died at the hands of those on the list. He composed himself slightly, his eyes overflowing with killing intent, and said to Yun Ming.
"I will summon the elite clansmen who are out on missions right now."
Having said that, he turned and walked out the door. It went without saying why he was summoning the clansmen. If he had only wanted to clean up these people, he could have simply let the Martial Soul Hall do it for him. He had made this trip specifically because he wanted the clansmen to do it themselves, to give themselves—and their deceased loved ones—a sense of closure.
Yun Ming offered a reminder.
"Fifth Grand Uncle, don't forget to send someone to notify the Defense Clan as well."
Yang Wutian paused for a brief moment, but without giving an answer, he continued walking toward the door.
Yun Ming turned back to look at Yang Wudi, who was clenching his fists tightly. Just like when he was a child, he held Yang Wudi's hand, hoping to provide some comfort to his grieving grandfather.
Feeling the concern Yun Ming was expressing through his actions, Yang Wudi patted the back of Yun Ming's hand and spoke up.
"Don't worry! Grandfather is fine. I'm just a little happy that I can personally avenge your parents."
Yun Ming didn't say much about Yang Wudi's reaction; words were useless. Only by killing those people would these matters truly come to an end.
Before long, Yang Wutian returned and addressed the grandfather and grandson.
"In two days, the elites of both clans will assemble and set out to kill the thieves."
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