The cheering crowd inside the tavern drowned in laughter, with clinking cups, and roasted at. Yet amidst the rowdy warmth, there was one table untouched by the festive mood. Qian Renxue sat there, her golden hair faintly reflecting the light, her violet eyes fixed on the parchnt before her. The docunt bore the bold title:
“Twin Stars of the Clear Sky Clan.”
Her slender fingers traced the lines of ink as she read in silence.
The report was thorough, an intelligence summary gathered by Spirit Hall’s informants scattered across the continent.
Tang Xiao’s portrait was shown on the first page, with so of his information given.
Tang Xiao, the elder brother. Height exceeding two ters, body as sturdy as forged iron, with the back of a tiger and the waist of a bear. His features are rugged, his short hair already grizzled with age, yet his presence radiates authority and oppressive power.
Renxue’s gaze narrowed slightly, while looking at the portrait.
She turned the page.
Tang Hao’s portrait, with information was given.
Tang Hao, the younger brother. Though only in his forties, his physique remains that of a mountain. Muscular and broad, with sharp yellow eyes that gleam with both calm and ferocity. His temperant is quiet but unyielding.
Together, the brothers were aptly nad—the Twin Stars of the Clear Sky Clan.
The Clear Sky Clan was not just any clan. It was the number one among the Three Great Clans, its pride as towering as the hamrs it wielded. That pride bled into both brothers, shaping their domineering personalities. From last year onward, they had left their ancestral lands, wandering across the Douluo Continent. Wherever they went, trouble followed.
They clashed with nobles, destroyed sect disciples in duels, and even caused minor sects to bend the knee or be broken. But every incident ended the sa way—with the brothers’ colossal hamrs smashing through all opposition.
Both were already Soul Douluo, their cultivation above level 80. In a land where strength dictated law, no one dared to voice dissent after being defeated. The weak, even if wronged, could only grit their teeth and endure. And thus the Twin Stars’ reputation grew ever more brilliant, spreading across taverns, sects, and marketplaces alike.
However, it was found that both brothers had curbed their once unrestrained, domineering tempers in recent months. The report noted a peculiar change: a new companion had begun travelling alongside them.
The na was written clearly—Ah Yin.
Qian Renxue’s eyes lingered on the inked characters for a mont before moving to the portrait that accompanied the report.
The artist had captured a striking woman. Her beauty was of a quiet, ethereal sort, not flamboyant yet arresting all the sa. Long strands of silver-blue hair cascaded like flowing silk, framing a face of porcelain skin. Her eyes, a shade of cool crystalline blue, carried both clarity and mystery, while her lips, naturally rosy, seed to carry the faintest smile. She appeared to be around her early thirties, though there was a tiless quality to her beauty that suggested otherwise.
While the report did not have any information , having knowledge about the original novel, Qian Renxue knew her original identity. Ah Yin was transford Soul Beast of 100,000 years, also known as Blue Silver Emperor. The ruler of all Blue Silver Grass on Douluo plane, also the mother of protagonist’s body.
The information beneath the portrait added context. Ah Yin had once wandered from place to place as a healer, lending her skills selflessly to villages and travelers in need. Eventually, her path intertwined with that of the Twin Stars of the Clear Sky Clan, and since then, she had followed them.
Qian Renxue’s lips curved into an amused smile.
‘Well, well. So the parents of the our future unborn protagonist are already on the stage.’
She leaned back, a glint of mischief dancing in her eyes.
‘Isn’t this just a replica of the Golden Iron Triangle? Two n, one woman, an unspoken tension in the air. Tang Xiao and Tang Hao both pursuing the sa woman… and in the original story, when Ah Yin chose Tang Hao, Tang Xiao stepped aside with ‘respect.’
Renxue chuckled under her breath, the sound low and mocking.
‘Such courtesy is rare indeed in this world, where fists speak louder than etiquette. To yield a woman you both desire simply because your brother won her heart—such a thing is almost laughable.‘
Her amusent faded, replaced by thoughtful frown lines creasing her brow.
‘But the real question isn’t about Tang Hao or Tang Xiao—it’s about Ah Yin herself. A Blue Silver Emperor. A hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast, a leader-level existence among her kind. How could she—of all beings—fall in love with a human?’
Her fingers tapped against the table rhythmically as she considered the possibility.
‘Was this truly her own choice? Or… is the hand of the Asura God already at play?’
Just as Qian Renxue ca to this conclusion, she paused. Then, she shook her head and denied it herself, at first before starting to analyze everything.
‘One ti, perhaps, I can understand… Ah Yin choosing Tang Hao. A single anomaly could be brushed aside.’
’ But in the future—Xiao Wu, a re Soft Bone Rabbit, another hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast, also falls in love with the so-called protagonist, Tang San.’
Her lips curved into a sardonic smile.
‘In Xiao Wu’s case, one could argue that Tang San was the only one willing to help her avenge her mother’s death at human hands as well as promised to protect her until death.’
‘Perhaps desperation and gratitude birthed affection. A stretch, but still… an explanation.’
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