After a moment of shock, Yang Tiandong hurriedly came to the King of Hellâs table and knelt in front of Han Jue.
Qingluanâer and Han Qingâer were both a little nervous. After all, Yang Tiandong had been the King of Hell for millions of years. His pressure was still very strong. Ordinary peopleâs legs would go weak when they saw him.
Han Jue said, âGet up. How have you been all these years?â
He could deduce Yang Tiandongâs experience, but it was better for him to say it personally.
Yang Tiandong suppressed his excitement and said, âDay after day, I deal with the reincarnation of the netherworld. Although itâs boring, itâs safe. I can also spend time cultivating.â
For some reason, Yang Tiandong inexplicably wanted to cry when he saw Han Jue again.
He was the King of Hell. How could he cry?
However, he couldnât control his emotions.
He thought that Han Jue had already forgotten about him after millions of years.
Thatâs right.
There were many geniuses in the Hidden Sect, and there was no lack of Heavenly Dao Sages. What was he?
Although he usually pretended to be lazy, he was actually very disappointed and regretful every time he heard about the geniuses of the Hidden Sect.
Han Jue said, âThis is my wife and this is my daughter, Han Qingâer.â
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Hearing this, Yang Tiandong looked at Qingluanâer and her daughter and hurriedly bowed.
Qingluanâer was caught off guard. When she first saw her disciple, she should give him a gift, just like Xuan Qingjun.
Han Jue smiled and said, âAlright, thereâs no need to be polite. Call Han Xinyuan over.â
Yang Tiandong hurriedly agreed and went to summon her.
Han Qingâer asked curiously, âFather, who is he? He looks so fierce.â
Han Jue said, âHeâs Fatherâs first disciple, but Father hasnât seen him for a long time.â
âWhy not?â
âHeâs like you. He likes to run around too much.â
âHuh?â
âThatâs right. Daddy will never see you again if you run around in the future.â
Han Jueâs words frightened Han Qingâer. Her eyes instantly turned red and tears welled up.
Qingluanâer rolled her eyes at him and said angrily, âWhy are you scaring her?â
Han Jue smiled. âIâm not scaring her.â
Qingluanâer was stunned, while Han Qingâer cried in fear.
Han Jue was amused.
This girl was usually too lively. He should teach her a lesson lest she ran away at seventeen or eighteen and brought a man back to propose marriage.
Although Han Jue didnât want to care too much about his children, he hoped that Han Qingâer could focus on cultivation.
The higher oneâs cultivation level was, the more good men they would encounter.
Of course, there were bad men no matter what realm they were at, but at least Han Jue hoped that she would suffer less.
She would find someone weak to marry if her cultivation level was too low. They wouldnât be able to escape death. At that time, she would have to beg Han Jue to save her husband.
He brought Han Qingâer to meet so many old friends to nurture her judgment.
It was not that Han Jue looked down on mortals. In any case, when he was a mortal, if a fairy loved him, he would definitely be afraid of attracting trouble. He wouldnât dare to accept it unless the other party forced him.
Qingluanâer comforted Han Qingâer.
Not long after, Yang Tiandong brought Han Xinyuan over.
He walked out and waited outside after leading her into the hall.
Han Xinyuan was puzzled, but she was suddenly stunned when she saw Han Jue.
Han Yu.
Her descendant was already a Sage.
No, it was not Han Yu.
A face that had almost been forgotten by Han Xinyuan appeared in her mind.
Her father, Han Tuo.
She asked curiously, âYou are?â
She thought that Han Jue was Han Tuoâs son, but he was definitely not simple to be able to call the King of Hell and make him avoid suspicion.
Qingluanâer looked at Han Xinyuan and her heart melted. She seemed to see Han Qingâer growing up.
She immediately went forward and wanted to hold her hand.
However, Han Xinyuan dodged warily.
âOh, youâre my granddaughter. Why are you hiding?â Qingluanâer pouted.
Granddaughter?
Han Xinyuan was stunned.
She subconsciously looked at Han Jue.
Han Jue said, âThatâs right. Han Tuo is our son. The King of Hell who just went out is my disciple.â
Han Xinyuan widened her beautiful eyes. Her past doubts were immediately resolved.
No wonder Yang Tiandong took such good care of her!
In the past, she had been worried that Yang Tiandong would have improper thoughts about her. Later, she discovered that Yang Tiandong was a little careful when taking care of her, afraid that he would cross the line. She had thought that it was because of Han Yu, but in the end, it was not.
Han Xinyuan was at a loss for words.
Han Qingâer came over and smiled. âAre you my niece?â
Niece?
Han Xinyuan looked at the young Han Qingâer and didnât know whether to laugh or cry. She could tell at a glance that this girl was only a few years old.
Han Jue said, âIâve come to see you in the past and even taught you a Mystical Power. Itâs just that you didnât realize it and I didnât want to disturb your life.â
Han Xinyuan was enlightened. She had been puzzled before and thought that she had obtained the Heavenly Dao comprehension.
Han Qingâer began to talk to Han Xinyuan, interrupting her thoughts.
Qingluanâer also stared at her with pity.
The three women chatted happily. Han Jue didnât want to disturb them and walked out of the hall.
He appeared at Yang Tiandongâs side, frightening him so much that he knelt again.
Han Jue raised his hand and forcefully lifted him with an invisible force.
âThereâs no need to be like this. Are you really distant from me?â Han Jue said helplessly.
Yang Tiandong did not know how to explain.
He indeed did not dare to relax.
The person in front of him was the Immeasurable Merit Divine Might Heavenly Sage!
The most powerful existence in the entire Heavenly Dao!
How could he be rude?
Han Jue said, âIâll make you a Sage. After so many years, your temperament should have been tempered. You have to cultivate diligently in the future, understand?â
Yang Tiandong was flattered and hurriedly thanked him.
Han Jue was speechless.
Why was he kneeling again?
He couldnât be bothered with Yang Tiandong. Instead, he asked about the Heavenly Race and the Calamity Race in the netherworld.
When Yang Tiandong talked about the netherworld, he immediately became familiar with it and talked non-stop. He was now the leader of the King of Hell, so the merit of managing the netherworld was naturally on him.
Han Jue listened quietly.
Two hours later.
Han Jue left with Qingluanâer and her daughter.
Yang Tiandong and Han Xinyuan stood in front of the King of Hellâs Hall and looked in the direction they had left for a long time.
Han Xinyuan asked, âKing of Hell, who is my grandfather? Why havenât I heard of Han
Jue?â
Yang Tiandong laughed secretly. Youâve never heard of Han Jue, but have you heard of the Divine Might Heavenly Sage?
However, Han Jue didnât take the initiative to say it, so he naturally couldnât spill the beans.
âHeâs very powerful, anyway. Not to mention you, even your father benefited from his reputation. Otherwise, your father would have long died and not even had the chance to give birth to you. Han Yu should have been wiped out, too. It was also my master who helped him,â Yang Tiandong said meaningfully, causing Han Xinyuan to fall into deep thought.
Sage!
However, there were too many Sages now. Han Xinyuan didnât know which Sage it was.
Yang Tiandong said, âQingâer will probably come again in the future. At that time, you have to take good care of her.â He knew that Han Jue didnât come here just to show off. He wanted them to remember Han Qingâer. If she came to the netherworld in the future, they had to take care of her and not slack off.
Yang Tiandong had no complaints about this. Instead, he was very happy
His master became more human-like after gaining a daughter.