Chapter 876: What is Grandfather’s Identity?

"Master… Master!"

After a moment of shock, Yang Tiandong hurriedly went to the Yama's desk and knelt before Han Jue.

Qing Luaner and Han Qinger were both a bit nervous; Yang Tiandong had been King Yama for millions of years, and his pressure was very strong. Ordinary people would feel their legs go weak upon seeing him.

Han Jue spoke, "Get up. How have you been all these years?"

He could calculate Yang Tiandong's experiences, but such things were better said by Yang Tiandong himself.

Yang Tiandong suppressed his excitement and said, "Day after day, I handle the matters of Reincarnation in the netherworld. Although it's tedious, it's safe. I can also find time to Cultivate on normal days."

For some reason, seeing Han Jue again made Yang Tiandong inexplicably want to cry.

He was King Yama; how could he shed tears?

But he simply couldn't restrain the emotion in his heart.

Millions of years had passed, and he thought Han Jue had already forgotten him.

Indeed.

The Hidden Gate was filled with Prodigies like clouds, and there was no lack of even Heavenly Dao Sages. What did he count for?

Despite his usual lazy facade, every time he heard of the deeds of the Hidden Gate's Prodigies, he felt lost and regretful in his heart.

Han Jue said, "This is your Master's wife, and this is your Master's daughter, Han Qinger."

Hearing this, Yang Tiandong looked at the mother and daughter and quickly bowed.

Qing Luaner was caught off guard. Meeting a disciple for the first time, she should have given a gift, just like Xuan Qingjun did.

Han Jue smiled and said, "Alright, no need for empty formalities. Call Han Xinyuan over."

Yang Tiandong quickly complied and went to summon Han Xinyuan.

Han Qinger asked curiously, "Father, who is he? He looks so fierce."

Han Jue said, "He is Father's first disciple, but Father hasn't seen him for a very long time."

"Why haven't you seen him?"

"He's just like you, he loves running around too much."

"Ah?"

"That's right. If you run around in the future, Daddy won't see you again."

Han Jue's words frightened Han Qinger; her eyes instantly turned red, and tears welled up.

Qing Luaner rolled her eyes at Han Jue and said crossly, "Why are you scaring her?"

Han Jue laughed, "I'm not scaring her."

Qing Luaner was stunned, and Han Qinger burst into tears from fear.

Han Jue watched with amusement.

This girl was usually too lively and needed a bit of a reality check, lest she run off at seventeen or eighteen and bring a man back to propose marriage.

Although Han Jue didn't want to micromanage his children's affairs, he hoped Han Qinger would focus her main energy on cultivation.

The higher the cultivation, the more good men she would encounter.

Of course, no matter the Realm, there were bad men, but at least Han Jue hoped she would suffer less.

If she married someone while her cultivation was too low, she couldn't escape birth, aging, sickness, and death. When the time came, she would have to come and beg Han Jue for the sake of her husband.

The reason he brought Han Qinger to see so many old acquaintances was to broaden her horizons.

It wasn't that Han Jue looked down on Mortals; anyway, when he was a Mortal, if a fairy had favored him, he would have been terrified, fearing trouble and not daring to accept unless the other party forced him.

Qing Luaner comforted Han Qinger.

Not long after, Yang Tiandong brought Han Xinyuan.

After leading her into the hall, he stepped outside and waited.

Han Xinyuan was confused, but when she saw Han Jue, she was suddenly dazed.

Han Yu.

That descendant of hers was now a Saint.

No, it wasn't Han Yu.

A face that Han Xinyuan had almost forgotten surfaced in her mind.

Her father, Han Tuo.

She asked curiously, "You are?"

She thought Han Jue was Han Tuo's offspring, but someone who could order King Yama around and make him avoid suspicion was certainly not simple.

Looking at Han Xinyuan, Qing Luaner's heart melted instantly; she felt as if she was seeing what Han Qinger would look like when she grew up.

She immediately stepped forward, wanting to take Han Xinyuan's hand.

But Han Xinyuan warily dodged.

"Oh my, you are my granddaughter, why are you dodging?" Qing Luaner said playfully.

Granddaughter?

Han Xinyuan was stunned.

She instinctively looked at Han Jue.

Han Jue said, "That's right. Han Tuo is our son, and the King Yama who just went out is my disciple."

Han Xinyuan's beautiful eyes widened as her past confusion was suddenly resolved.

No wonder Yang Tiandong took such good care of her!

She used to worry that Yang Tiandong had improper thoughts about her, but later she found that his care was somewhat cautious, as if afraid of overstepping. She had previously thought it was Han Yu's doing, but it turned out it wasn't.

For a moment, Han Xinyuan was at a loss and didn't know what to say.

Han Qinger leaned over and smiled, "Are you my niece?"

Niece?

Looking at the young Han Qinger, Han Xinyuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

She could tell at a glance that this girl was only a few years old.

Han Jue said, "I've come to see you before and even passed on Divine Abilities to you, but you didn't realize it, and I didn't want to disturb your life."

Han Xinyuan realized the truth; she had been puzzled before, thinking she had attained some insight from the Heavenly Dao.

Han Qinger began to chatter and ask Han Xinyuan questions, interrupting her thoughts.

Qing Luaner also stared at her with a face full of pity.

The three women were chatting enthusiastically, so Han Jue found it hard to disturb them and walked out of the hall.

He came to Yang Tiandong's side, frightening him into kneeling again.

Han Jue raised his hand, using an invisible force to forcibly lift him up.

"There's no need for this. Have you really grown distant from me?" Han Jue said helplessly.

Yang Tiandong didn't know how to explain.

He indeed didn't dare to relax.

The person before him was the Boundless Merit Divine Might Heavenly Sage!

The most powerful and influential existence in the entire Heavenly Dao!

How could he dare to be disrespectful?

Han Jue said, "I will let you become a Saint. After so many years, your Heart-Nature should have been tempered. In the future, you must Cultivate steadily, understand?"

Overwhelmed by the favor, Yang Tiandong hurriedly thanked Han Jue.

Han Jue was speechless.

Kneeling again?

He couldn't be bothered to manage Yang Tiandong further and instead asked about the Heavenly Race and E Clan in the netherworld.

Speaking of netherworld affairs, Yang Tiandong immediately became familiar and spoke incessantly. As the head of the Yamas, the achievements of managing the netherworld were naturally credited to him.

Han Jue listened quietly.

An hour later.

Han Jue left with the mother and daughter.

Yang Tiandong and Han Xinyuan stood before the Yama Hall, gazing in the direction they had left for a long time without speaking.

Han Xinyuan asked, "King Yama, what is my grandfather's identity? Why haven't I heard of the name Han Jue?"

Yang Tiandong laughed inwardly. You haven't heard the name Han Jue, but have you heard the name of the Divine Might Heavenly Sage?

However, since Han Jue didn't say it himself, he naturally couldn't reveal it.

"He, well, he's very powerful anyway. Not to mention you, even your father basks in his glory. Otherwise, your father would have died long ago and wouldn't even have had the chance to father you. That kid Han Yu was supposed to have his clan exterminated, but it was my Master who stepped in."

Yang Tiandong said meaningfully, leaving Han Xinyuan lost in thought.

A Saint!

But there were too many Saints nowadays, and Han Xinyuan wasn't sure which one he was.

Yang Tiandong said, "Qinger will probably come again in the future. You'll have to take good care of her then."

He understood that Han Jue's visit was not as simple as it seemed; he wanted them to remember Han Qinger. If she ever came to the netherworld in the future, they would have to take extra care of her and not be negligent.

To this, Yang Tiandong had no complaints. On the contrary, he was very happy.

After having a daughter, Master had become more human.