Zhang San Became a Copycat

A month later, in the Pope's Palace of Spirit City, the atmosphere was more somber than usual.

Zhang San and Hu Liena stood side by side below the jade steps, with several Titled Douluos and other high-ranking members who participated in the Soul Hunting Operation standing behind them, including Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei.

Bibi Dong, seated on the throne, remained calm, yet her expression held a hint of scrutiny.

The powerful aura she exuded caused everyone in the hall to unconsciously tense up.

Bibi Dong slowly spoke, "I have already seen the results of Soul Hunting Operation."

"The entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was wiped out. Although the core fighting force of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was not completely annihilated, they are now crippled. You did a good job."

Hu Liena's back relaxed slightly, but Zhang San's brow twitched almost imperceptibly, because he knew that Bibi Dong had not finished speaking.

As expected, Bibi Dong's tone turned serious. "But the losses are greater than anticipated. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is doing relatively well; we only lost a little over a thousand Soul Masters and one Titled Douluo. The overall losses are still within an acceptable range."

Her gaze shifted to Zhang San's direction. "However, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School suffered losses of over three thousand Soul Masters, and their core disciples and high-level combatants escaped; they weren't completely wiped out. Achieving results with twice the enemy's strength is hardly ideal."

Bibi Dong's voice carried a kind of oppressive force that made people's backs tense, leaving them no room to relax.

Zhang San lowered his head slightly; he knew that Bibi Dong was asking him to explain.

But Bibi Dong didn't ask him directly. Instead, she turned her gaze to Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan: "Elder Ju, tell me the situation."

Chrysanthemum Douluo was slightly taken aback, but quickly understood Bibi Dong's intention.

As Bibi Dong's confidant for many years, he knew that the Pope was intentionally asking him to find an excuse for Zhang San's defeat, rather than embarrassing the Holy Son in public.

He stepped forward, bowed slightly, and said in a high-pitched voice, "Your His Holiness the Pope, the losses this time are considerable, mainly due to two reasons."

"Firstly, although Sword Douluo Chen Xin lost an arm in the battle, he broke through his long-standing bottleneck and advanced to a level 97 Super Douluo. In that state, he unleashed combat power far beyond the ordinary, fighting four Titled Douluos single-handedly and holding off our pursuit."

"Secondly, the core disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect are equipped with a large number of Hidden Weapons. The power of these Hidden Weapons far exceeds that of ordinary weapons, causing us heavy casualties in close combat. Our Soul Masters are used to fighting against other Soul Masters and lack knowledge and defense against Hidden Weapons. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect relied on the sudden attack of Hidden Weapons to disrupt our offensive rhythm, and then used Hidden Weapons to shake off our pursuit during the retreat."

Bibi Dong's brow twitched slightly, a hint of interest flashing in her purple eyes. "Hidden Weapons? Aren't our people also equipped with that Zhuge Repeating Crossbow that Xiao San invented? Why is there such a big difference?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo shook his head. "Although our Zhuge Repeating Crossbow is quite powerful, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School's Hidden Weapons not only have a longer range than ours, but also come in a much wider variety. Their Zhuge Repeating Crossbow has an advantage over us in both range and the number of arrows, and they also have hand crossbows that can fire continuously, sleeve Sleeve Arrows hidden in sleeves, and balls that scatter steel needles over a wide area... It's impossible to defend against them."

Bibi Dong's gaze deepened, and after a moment of silence, she looked at Zhang San: "Xiao San, is there anything you want to say?"

Zhang San's expression was not good.

At this moment, his mind was filled with the thought that "Tang San is already courting death," but he still maintained a calm demeanor.

Zhang San took a deep breath, took out several captured Hidden Weapons from his Storage Soul Tool, walked forward, and slowly laid them out below the jade steps.

The Zhuge Repeating Crossbow, the Silent Sleeve Arrow, the Shadow-Sand Shooter, and the Mother-Child Soul-Chasing Life-Taking Orb, among others.

Bibi Dong's gaze lingered on those Hidden Weapons for a moment, her eyes gleaming.

She pointed to the strangely shaped Hidden Weapons and said, "You mean, these things have a longer range and greater attack power than our Zhuge Repeating Crossbow? Who made them?"

Zhang San paused for a moment, quickly weighing the pros and cons in his mind.

He knew that the blueprints for these Hidden Weapons had been stolen from his Storage Soul Tool by Tang San, but he didn't intend to tell Bibi Dong about it.

If I were to reveal this now, it would be tantamount to admitting that I had secretly kept a large number of Hidden Weapon and techniques for concealed weapons, but instead of handing them over to the Spirit Hall, I allowed these techniques to fall into the hands of the enemy.

Not only that, but he also caused such great losses to the Spirit Hall, so he will definitely face a lot of criticism.

On the other hand, Tang Sect Hidden Weapons are something he has always wanted to promote and develop in this world.

If he can use this to get Bibi Dong to support him in the large-scale production and equipping of Hidden Weapons, his influence in the Spirit Hall will be further enhanced.

Although this Soul Hunting Operation resulted in significant losses, if it can make Bibi Dong realize the value of Hidden Weapons, it might not be a bad thing for him.

In just a few breaths, Zhang San had made his decision.

He bowed slightly, his tone resolute. "Teacher, I have some knowledge of the design and manufacture of Hidden Weapons. Although the structure of these Hidden Weapons is ingenious, it is not unbreakable. If given enough time to study and disassemble them, I can quickly understand their principles and replicate them exactly."

He raised his head, meeting Bibi Dong's gaze. "If we can mass-produce and equip the Spirit Hall's army, my hidden Hidden Weapons will become the sharpest swords in our hands. Next time, whether it's the remnants of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect or any other sect, they will have nowhere to escape."

Zhang San's expression was extremely calm and composed.

"Can you build it?" Bibi Dong asked softly.

"Yes," Zhang San answered with unusual firmness.

But only he himself knew the bitterness in his heart.

These Hidden Weapons Mingdu knowledge he brought from the Tang Sect, his most precious treasures, the fruits of his labor of love to spread and glorify in this world.

Now, however, he has to say these words as an "imitator," and he himself has become the plagiarist.

Zhang San continued, "I need a team of craftsmen and enough metal. Give me a month, and I can make a batch of samples. Then, Master can personally test their power."

Bibi Dong nodded slightly, a hint of approval flashing in her eyes. "Good. You can choose any materials and craftsmen you like. All the resources of Spirit City will be open to you. If you need anything, you can come directly to me."

She paused, her tone becoming more serious. "If you can replicate them all, I'll give you a commendation."

"Yes, teacher." Zhang San bowed slightly.

Bibi Dong's gaze swept over the crowd in the hall, her voice regaining its authoritative tone. "Soul Hunting Operation has achieved initial success. I will make further arrangements for the next phase of the operation. We have only one goal: to establish the Spirit Hall Empire."

She waved her hand. "Alright, everyone, you can go now."

The crowd bowed and filed out of the Pope's Palace.

As Zhang San walked out of the Pope's Palace, his steps were lighter than when he had come.

A very slight curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Given enough manpower and materials, he will surely be able to restore the glory of Tang Sect Hidden Weapons on this continent.

Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needles, Peacock Plume... those things from the depths of memory will all appear in this world one by one.

Tang San, those blueprints you stole were nothing more than the tip of the iceberg.

The real Tang Sect Hidden Weapons are far more powerful than you can imagine.

Unbeknownst to him, Zhang San quickened his pace and headed towards the Spirit City workshop.