Top Tier Providence, Secretly Cultivate for a Thousand Years

Chapter 875 Grandpa’s Identity
“Master... Master!”
After a moment of shock, Yang Tiandong hurriedly came to the King of Hell’s table and knelt in front of Han Jue.
Qingluan’er and Han Qing’er 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 people’s legs would go weak when they saw him.
Han Jue said, “Get up. How have you been all these years?”
He could deduce Yang Tiandong’s experience, but it was better for him to say it personally.
Yang Tiandong suppressed his excitement and said, “Day after day, I deal with the reincarnation of the netherworld. Although it’s
boring, it’s safe. I can also spend time cultivating.”
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 couldn’t control his emotions.
He thought that Han Jue had already forgotten about him after millions of years.
That’s 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, “This is my wife and this is my daughter, Han Qing’er.”

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Hearing this, Yang Tiandong looked at Qingluan’er and her daughter and hurriedly bowed.
Qingluan’er 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, “Alright, there’s no need to be polite. Call Han Xinyuan over.”
Yang Tiandong hurriedly agreed and went to summon her.
Han Qing’er asked curiously, “Father, who is he? He looks so fierce.”
Han Jue said, “He’s Father’s first disciple, but Father hasn’t seen him for a long time.”
“Why not?”
“He’s like you. He likes to run around too much.”
“Huh?”
“That’s right. Daddy will never see you again if you run around in the future.”
Han Jue’s words frightened Han Qing’er. Her eyes instantly turned red and tears welled up.
Qingluan’er rolled her eyes at him and said angrily, “Why are you scaring her?”
Han Jue smiled. “I’m not scaring her.”
Qingluan’er was stunned, while Han Qing’er 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 didn’t want to care too much about his children, he hoped that Han Qing’er could focus on cultivation.
The higher one’s 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 wouldn’t be able to escape death. At that time,
she would have to beg Han Jue to save her husband.
He brought Han Qing’er 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 wouldn’t dare to accept it unless the other party forced him.
Qingluan’er comforted Han Qing’er.
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, “You are?”
She thought that Han Jue was Han Tuo’s son, but he was definitely not simple to be able to call the King of Hell and make him
avoid suspicion.

Qingluan’er looked at Han Xinyuan and her heart melted. She seemed to see Han Qing’er growing up.
She immediately went forward and wanted to hold her hand.
However, Han Xinyuan dodged warily.
“Oh, you’re my granddaughter. Why are you hiding?” Qingluan’er pouted.
Granddaughter?
Han Xinyuan was stunned.
She subconsciously looked at Han Jue.
Han Jue said, “That’s right. Han Tuo is our son. The King of Hell who just went out is my disciple.”
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 Qing’er came over and smiled. “Are you my niece?”
Niece?
Han Xinyuan looked at the young Han Qing’er and 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 in the past and even taught you a Mystical Power. It’s just that you didn’t realize it and I
didn’t want to disturb your life.”

Han Xinyuan was enlightened. She had been puzzled before and thought that she had obtained the Heavenly Dao
comprehension.
Han Qing’er began to talk to Han Xinyuan, interrupting her thoughts.
Qingluan’er also stared at her with pity.
The three women chatted happily. Han Jue didn’t want to disturb them and walked out of the hall.
He appeared at Yang Tiandong’s side, frightening him so much that he knelt again.
Han Jue raised his hand and forcefully lifted him with an invisible force.
“There’s no need to be like this. Are you really distant from me?” 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, “I’ll make you a Sage. After so many years, your temperament should have been tempered. You have to cultivate
diligently in the future, understand?”
Yang Tiandong was flattered and hurriedly thanked him.
Han Jue was speechless.
Why was he kneeling again?
He couldn’t 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 Qingluan’er and her daughter.
Yang Tiandong and Han Xinyuan stood in front of the King of Hell’s Hall and looked in the direction they had left for a long time.
Han Xinyuan asked, “King of Hell, who is my grandfather? Why haven’t I heard of Han
Jue?”
Yang Tiandong laughed secretly. You’ve never heard of Han Jue, but have you heard of the Divine Might Heavenly Sage?
However, Han Jue didn’t take the initiative to say it, so he naturally couldn’t spill the beans.
“He’s 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,” Yang Tiandong said meaningfully, causing Han Xinyuan to fall into deep thought.
Sage!
However, there were too many Sages now. Han Xinyuan didn’t know which Sage it was.
Yang Tiandong said, “Qing’er will probably come again in the future. At that time, you have to take good care of her.” He knew
that Han Jue didn’t come here just to show off. He wanted them to remember Han Qing’er. 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.