90: Chapter 90 Recognizing Ancestors and Returning to One's Origins?

Han Ming read the letter twice, confirming he wasn't hallucinating, before looking up at Han Qingyue.

"So... we are relatives?"

He didn't believe the dignified Magic City Han Family would play such a joke on a Martial Ancestor from Jiangbei.

Han Qingyue nodded: "Strictly speaking, you should call me cousin."

Han Ming was silent for a moment.

He had been transmigrated for so long, and this was the first time he had heard of any connection between his Family and the Magic City Han Family.

The original novel never mentioned this hidden past; it seemed the complexity of this real world far exceeded his imagination.

"Then what do you mean by this? Surely not just to tell me this news?"

Han Ming glanced at Han Qingyue, his expression strange. Anyone would be confused if they suddenly gained a cousin.

"Grandfather and Great-grandfather both hope you can return to the ancestral fold." Han Qingyue took a deep breath and said seriously, "Your talent is so strong; with the help of the Han Family's resources, you will definitely grow up quickly."

She paused, a flash of complex emotion in her eyes: "And to be honest, I also hope you can come back."

"Why?" Han Ming raised an eyebrow.

Han Qingyue hesitated, then said frankly: "In this generation of the Han Family, I am the only Genius above SS-Rank. The Ye Family has Ye Yunfeng and his older brother Ye Yuntian—Ye Yuntian is a junior at Modu Martial Arts University, an SSS-Rank Genius, and already a five-star Martial King at twenty-two. He will likely break through to Martial Emperor by graduation."

"The Li Family has Li Tianci, the Gu Family has Gu Lingxi, the Nangong Family has Nangong Li, and there are several other SS-Rank geniuses. Only the Han Family... I am the only one holding things up in this generation."

Her voice carried a trace of exhaustion: "The other major families are all watching the Han Family's joke. My pressure is immense."

Han Ming looked at her and understood. This eldest Young Miss of the Han Family, who appeared high and mighty to others, carried a burden heavier than he had imagined.

Han Ming didn't answer directly, instead asking curiously: "What does my grandfather say? What happened back then? As the third young Master of the dignified Magic City Han Family, why did he run to that small place of Jiangbei and live under an assumed name?"

If his grandfather had been kicked out by the Han Family, then there was no way he would go back to acknowledge his ancestors; destroying them would be more like it.

As for the Han Family's resources?

He had now bound so many Genius Disciples; given enough time, becoming a Martial Saint or Martial God would be a piece of cake.

Han Qingyue hesitated for a moment, but ultimately recounted the events of that year.

Han Tianxiong, the third young Master of the Magic City Han Family, had a D-Rank Talent and was regarded by everyone as trash. Li Beixiong, the eldest young Master of the Li Family, humiliated him in the street and beat him into serious injury.

Gu Qingcheng, the second Young Miss of the Gu Family, broke off the engagement and married Li Beixiong less than a month later. Han Tianxiong, heartbroken, left the Han Family and had been missing ever since.

"Third Grandfather left the Han Family, ostensibly because he couldn't stand the humiliation." Han Qingyue said softly, "In reality, he didn't want the Han Family to go to war with the Li Family and the Gu Family because of him."

Han Ming's fists clenched slightly, his face very ugly; he could imagine his grandfather's mood back then and how much shame he had suffered.

The Li Family and the Gu Family, I, Han Ming, will remember you. A flash of killing intent crossed Han Ming's eyes.

"So, Grandfather doesn't want to return to the Han Family now?"

"Yes." Han Qingyue nodded, "Third Grandfather said he wants to rightfully reclaim the shame of that year. When he has enough strength, he will return on his own."

Speaking of this, Han Qingyue's eyes were somewhat complex. She admired Third Grandfather's backbone, but in her heart, she didn't believe he could actually do it.

Decades had passed, and Li Beixiong and Gu Qingcheng had already stepped into the Martial Saint Realm, while Third Grandfather? Living in Jiangbei his whole life, he wasn't even a Martial Ancestor. What could he use to take revenge?

Han Ming saw what she was thinking but didn't expose it.

Having cultivated the Ten Thousand Dao Scripture, it was only a matter of time before his grandfather's strength caught up to Li Beixiong and Gu Qingcheng. Furthermore, he had him, his grandson.

"I understand." Han Ming nodded, "We will talk about returning to the Han Family later. Thank you for telling me this."

"Alright." Seeing Han Ming say this, although Han Qingyue had expected it, a trace of disappointment still flashed in her eyes, "If you change your mind, contact me at any time. Great-grandfather really hopes you can return to the Han Family."

She took a token from her storage ring and handed it to Han Ming: "This is the Han Family token. No matter what decision you make, the Han Family will always welcome you back."

Han Ming took the token; it felt heavy in his hand, with an ancient "Han" character carved on it.

"Thanks, cousin."

Hearing this "cousin," a faint smile bloomed on Han Qingyue's cold face, like a bright moon breaking through the clouds.

"Be careful. The water in the Magic City is much deeper than in Jiangbei."

After saying this, she turned and left, her light green dress fluttering gently in the wind.

Han Ming watched her leave, looking down at the token in his hand, his eyes gradually becoming deep. The Magic City Han Family, Grandfather's revenge, Li Beixiong, Gu Qingcheng...

He put away the token and was just about to return to the dormitory when his nameplate suddenly vibrated.

A message from Teacher Xue Muhan.

"Come to the Instructor Building."

Han Ming put away the nameplate and walked towards the Instructor Building.

On the top floor of the Instructor Building, in Teacher Xue Muhan's exclusive room.

When Han Ming pushed the door open, Teacher Xue Muhan was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the bustling Modu Martial Arts University below.

"Master, are you looking for me?"

Teacher Xue Muhan turned around, her gaze sweeping over Han Ming, a flash of satisfaction in her eyes: "Three-star Martial Ancestor, defeating Nangong Li, well done."

"Thank you for the compliment, Master." Han Ming chuckled.

Teacher Xue Muhan didn't answer, but took a Jade Slip from her storage ring and handed it to Han Ming: "This is my cultivation experience. Although I don't know what Cultivation Technique you are practicing, it should be of some use to you."

"Thank you, Master!"

Han Ming took the Jade Slip, a warm current welling up in his heart. Although Teacher Xue Muhan was cold by nature, she was truly attentive to him, her Disciple.

"Also, there is one thing you must be careful about." Teacher Xue Muhan's tone became serious, "You defeated Nangong Li and topped the freshman rankings; the news has spread throughout the Magic City. The Blood Demon Alliance and the Destiny Sect have likely already set their sights on you."

"This is a protective jade pendant I asked your Grandmaster to refine. It can withstand a blow from a Martial Saint. Moreover, once the jade pendant is activated, your Grandmaster will sense it immediately and come to rescue you. You must keep it on you."

As Teacher Xue Muhan spoke, she took out a jade pendant the size of two fingers, emerald green all over, with faint flowing light flickering on it, and handed it to Han Ming.

"Thank you, Master!"

Han Ming gratefully took the jade pendant; it felt warm to the touch, and one could tell at a glance that it was a good thing.

He didn't expect Teacher Xue Muhan to do this for him. Her Master was said to be a truly core figure in the school, a Martial Saint powerhouse.

"Mm, go down! Cultivate well, and if you don't understand anything, you can contact me."

Teacher Xue Muhan nodded with satisfaction. She was still very satisfied with Han Ming's attitude and talent; the freshman ranking first had brought her quite a few compliments.

Magic City Han Family.

Han Yongsheng received the message from his daughter, put down the work at hand, and hurriedly came to Han Tianlin's study.

"Father, the message from Qingyue at Modu Martial Arts University has come back."

"Oh? How is it? Is he willing to return to the Han Family?"

Han Tianlin's tea cup paused slightly as he looked at Han Yongsheng and asked.

"He didn't agree immediately, but he didn't refuse either, and he even took the token I asked Qingyue to give him."

Han Yongsheng was slightly disappointed and roughly explained the situation.

"Mm, since that's the case, let him think about it! We cannot be too hasty."

Han Tianlin frowned slightly, picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and said.

"Also, I heard from Qingyue that Han Ming has already defeated Nangong Li of the Nangong Family and became the number one freshman at Modu Martial Arts University."

"He is very likely to be targeted by the Blood Demon Alliance and the Destiny Sect. Should we send someone to protect him secretly?"

Han Yongsheng hesitated for a moment before speaking his mind.

After all, it was not easy for the Han Family to produce a Genius, and he didn't want him to die young.

"Oh? Han Ming can actually defeat Nangong Li, that SSS-Rank divine body of the Nangong Family?"

Han Tianlin's eyes flashed with a sharp light upon hearing this, then he smiled with relief: "The third one gave the Han Family a good grandson! You send Han Lie, tell him unless Han Ming encounters a life-or-death crisis, do not show up and let him discover it."

"Yes, Father."

Han Yongsheng nodded and retreated.

With Han Lie's strength as a three-star Martial Venerable, coupled with his proficiency in concealment, protecting the current Han Ming was more than enough.