Niu Tian Descended the Mountain; Three-Word Battle Armor Made Its Debut

Clear Sky Fortress.

"Big Brother, is there really nothing we can do?"

Tai Tan held a wine jar, a flicker of pain in his eyes.

Niu Tian's expression did not change, but the dimness in his eyes said everything. He waved a hand. "What can we do? We can only trust his methods. Besides, he said it's only Xiaodong's childhood memories. It shouldn't affect her. All we can do is buy her a little more time. That's all."

What a bastard!

Suppressing his anger, Tai Tan said nothing. He raised the entire jar to his lips and poured the wine down his throat.

What kind of mess is this!?

They had lived for a hundred thousand years. They knew souls and memories were not things to tamper with lightly. Yet Tang San had to pull a stunt like this! How could Sister Xiao Wu agree to it!?

And if this was always the plan, why hadn't he sealed those memories in the first place instead of splitting them apart?

Tai Tan sighed.

But now, they could only do as his big brother said.

They could hardly go against Tang San—or Sister Xiao Wu. All they could do was hope Tang San knew what he was doing.

As Tai Tan kept drinking and Niu Tian sat in silence, a Clear Sky Sect disciple arrived with news. The Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect had sent a letter concerning the Young Master.

"Why would the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect send it?"

Tai Tan hastily set down his wine jar and snatched up the letter in one stride. As he opened the envelope, Niu Tian waved the disciple away and said, "The son-in-law he wants to test belongs to the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, doesn't he? What's wrong with Xiaodong staying with