Douluo: Neighbor Tang San Comes to My House to Use the Wi-Fi

"Not interested," Chen Gao said coldly.

Yang Wudi assumed he hadn't offered enough, so he continued, "Then how about you become the clan leader? What do you think?"

Chen Gao didn't even glance at him, walking instead toward Shi Qiaoyue.

"What's this? Has your Breaking Clan truly fallen on such hard times?" Nan Xuan said with a laugh from inside the carriage.

Hearing this, Yang Wudi felt displeased but didn't lose his temper. Instead, he replied, "I don't know which gentleman is speaking, but although my Breaking Clan has been hunted by Martial Soul Hall to this day and has lost many talented members, we aren't as destitute as you might think."

Yang Wudi emphasized the word "destitute," meaning: don't look down on my Breaking Clan.

"Oh? If that's the case, then why, when your clan wanted to keep my brother, did you only offer a few clan positions without providing anything substantial? Were you trying to get something for nothing?"

"Or do you think a level 95 Title Douluo is so cheap?" Nan Xuan's words were piercing, striking the other man like a long spear aimed directly at his head.

"Don't spout nonsense! That's because His Excellency Chen Gao possesses the bloodline of our clan, so..." Yang Wudi said, flustered and desperate.

"So that's why you dared to do this, trying to recruit a Title Douluo with empty hands, right?" Nan Xuan said playfully.

"I..." Yang Wudi wanted to argue further, but he couldn't find the words.

"Enough. There is nothing in your clan worth Chen Gao staying for."

"However, I am willing to take you in," Nan Xuan said with a smile.

Nan Xuan had suddenly realized in the carriage that Tang San would eventually come to recruit them. As a member of the Tang Sect, he might as well take them first and let Tang San go find Gui Mochou instead.

"Take us in? Do you think our Breaking Clan can't survive without a Title Douluo?" Yang Wudi had lost all restraint; the other man had even used the words "take you in," and he could no longer hold back his rage.

"Pretty much. If I told Martial Soul Hall your current location, how long do you think your clan would last?" Nan Xuan threatened, directly bringing up their mortal enemy.

"Despicable! Even if my Breaking Clan dies today, I will not accept your charity!" Yang Wudi roared, ready to face death.

The elders also summoned their martial souls, and the atmosphere became tense to the breaking point.

Nan Xuan snapped his fingers lightly.

Including Chen Gao, the soul power pressure of five Title Douluo descended upon them.

"Thud." A crisp, decisive sound echoed as a knee hit the ground.

"My Breaking Clan is willing to follow you, sir," Yang Wudi said sincerely.

Nan Xuan wore a smile, inwardly marveling at how good it felt to have power.

Nan Xuan stepped through the void, slowly approaching Yang Wudi.

Watching the man's display, Yang Wudi thought to himself, It's a good thing I knelt quickly. Otherwise, with six Title Douluo here, I would have been played to death.

"Here, a welcoming gift for your clan." Nan Xuan didn't waste words, handing the Aromatic Silk Beauty directly to Yang Wudi.

"This... this is the legendary Aromatic Silk Beauty! It can neutralize a hundred poisons! Hahaha, I never imagined I would have the fortune to see it in my lifetime." Yang Wudi had studied pharmacology his whole life, but his progress had always been hindered by poisonous herbs, leaving him unfulfilled.

"It is yours now," Nan Xuan said.

"Really?" Yang Wudi asked, unable to believe it.

Nan Xuan nodded, then added, "Since you truly understand the value of this immortal herb, you won't mind if I make a request, right?"

"No, absolutely not!" Yang Wudi bobbed his head like a chick pecking at rice.

"Help me contact the other three single-attribute clans and have them join the organization I will be founding," Nan Xuan said, staring into Yang Wudi's eyes with a smile.

Yang Wudi felt troubled; he didn't know how to explain it to Nan Xuan.

"I can agree to that, but the four of us don't know each other's current locations. We can only gather at a designated place once during a specific time," Yang Wudi finally told him the truth.

Hearing this, Nan Xuan laughed.

"You don't need to worry about that. I have my own ways; otherwise, how do you think I found your Breaking Clan?" Nan Xuan said, looking at him with a smile.

"That's true, too." Only now did Yang Wudi focus on that question; it seemed they had come straight for their clan's base.

Does that mean we were their targets for annexation from the very beginning? Yang Wudi thought.

But then he looked at the Aromatic Silk Beauty in his hand and smiled happily.

If it was premeditated, so be it. They've already successfully bought me off.

Chen Gao didn't quite understand Nan Xuan's actions, but he didn't ask. The man wouldn't cheat him, so what was there to fear?

"Chen Gao, I know you have some doubts, but you must believe that I, Nan Xuan, will not let you be wronged. Your mother is likely still waiting for Yang Wuchen, and I have investigated all the information on Yang Wuchen from the past few years; he hasn't touched any other woman, so you can decide what to do," Nan Xuan explained to Chen Gao via soul power transmission.

It was better to be direct with his own brother to avoid any rift.

Chen Gao smiled faintly and replied, "Brother Xuan, you underestimate me. Am I that kind of person? As for my mother, I will think it over carefully. I could have asked you for his location earlier so they could meet, but I was afraid. I'll find a time to go back and talk to them both privately to see how things stand."

Nan Xuan nodded and didn't reply further.

Yang Wudi was stroking the Aromatic Silk Beauty with affection, and only when he saw Nan Xuan and the others still standing outside did he snap back to reality.

"May I ask what your title is, Your Excellency?" Yang Wudi asked after storing the immortal herb in his soul tool.

"Network," Nan Xuan replied.

"Then, Your Excellency Network, what are your arrangements now? If it's not urgent, why not rest at our clan grounds for a few days?" Yang Wudi had some discernment; seeing their travel-worn carriage, he immediately made the offer.

Nan Xuan didn't speak, instead looking at Chen Gao.

Chen Gao knew that Nan Xuan was being considerate of him, but he didn't mind it, nodding at the other man.

"Then let's rest for a few days. During this time, I can give you the addresses of the other clans so you can write to them and have them gather here. As for the content of the letters, I believe you know how to write them," Nan Xuan said, looking at Yang Wudi to make arrangements.

"Understood, understood," Yang Wudi replied with a smile, then signaled for his clansmen behind him to move the carriages back into the clan grounds.

"Your Excellency Network, I have a request. May I ask for the titles of these esteemed guests behind you and their names? I am afraid my clansmen might be ignorant and offend you all," Yang Wudi said, leaning in close to Nan Xuan and asking with a smile.

As a clan leader, he knew that Title Douluo often had extremely eccentric and unpredictable temperaments.

Nan Xuan said nothing, but the people behind him exchanged smiles and stated their titles and Soul Power levels.

Lan Yingying: "Title Saint Silver, Martial Soul Blue Silver Saint Emperor, Level 95 Healing-type Title Douluo."

Liu Mumu: "Title Green Willow, Martial Soul Green Willow Heart Wood, Level 95 Control-type Title Douluo."

Chen Gao: "Title Soul-Eater, Martial Soul Soul-Eater Spear, Level 95 Assault-type Title Douluo."

Yang Fei: "Title Flying Shadow, Martial Soul Silver Needle, Level 92 Agility-type Title Douluo."

Yang Tian: "Title Heavenly Shadow, Martial Soul Silver Needle, Level 92 Agility-type Title Douluo."

Shi Qiaoyue: "Martial Soul Scarlet Moon Staff, Level 65 Control-type Soul Emperor."

Aini: "Martial Soul Gale Bird, Level 62 Agility-type Soul Emperor."

Aili: "Martial Soul Gale Bird, Level 62 Agility-type Soul Emperor."

Yang Wudi and his clansmen were so shocked that their jaws nearly hit the floor upon seeing this group.

A party of nine, all around 30 years old, consisting of six Title Douluo and three Soul Emperors—if this combination were placed in any sect, it would absolutely be a top-tier existence.

Once everyone learned the Soul Power levels of these eight people, they all began to speculate about Nan Xuan's own level.

Under Yang Wudi's arrangements, Nan Xuan and his group stayed at the Breaking Clan for a few days.

When the female clansmen wanted to bring some fruit to the distinguished guests, they discovered that Douluo Network, Douluo Saint Silver, and Douluo Green Willow were all sharing the same room.

The women were envious when they found out, and the men were envious too, though for different reasons.

"Wait, don't be in such a rush, wash up first," Lan Yingying said, taking a warm towel to wash Nan Xuan's face, shaking her head with a smile at his impatient demeanor.

Facing this current status, Lan Yingying felt much more relaxed; there were fewer barriers, and she didn't feel as constrained as she used to be.

As for the "easy-to-get" sister Liu Mumu, she was too lazy to take care of that bad guy, lying on the bed instead and entering the Network World to read the books serialized by Yu Xiaogang.

While waiting for the other single-attribute clans, Chen Gao also sought out Yang Wudi to ask about Yang Wuchen's past. Facing the inquiry of a Title Douluo, Yang Wudi held nothing back and spilled everything.

However, Yang Wuchen himself was quite clean; he was simply too focused on clan heritage and placed too much importance on talent.

Over these few days, Chen Gao had also contacted his mother through the Network World and learned of her thoughts. When his mother, Chen Yan, learned that the man was still alive, she just smiled; she didn't ask to meet him, nor did she ask for a way to contact him through the Network World.

Chen Gao knew that his mother had forgiven the man, but she still hated him just the same.

"Your Excellency Network, the people from the other three single-attribute clans have gathered over the past few days. The clan leader asked me to inform you," a member of the Breaking Clan said, standing at the door of Nan Xuan's room.

"Understood, you may go back. We will be there for the evening banquet," Nan Xuan's voice came from inside the room.

Lan Yingying massaged Nan Xuan's shoulders and asked curiously, "What do you plan to do by subduing these clans?"

"I want to open a club," Nan Xuan thought for a moment and said with a smile.

"A club?" Lan Yingying, hearing this term that had never appeared before, couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation.

At night, the banquet began.

"Old Goat, it isn't time for our gathering yet. Why did you notify us saying there was an urgent matter to discuss, and one concerning the future of our four single-attribute clans?" asked Tai Tan, leader of the Strength Clan.

"Exactly, Old Goat. More importantly, how did you even know the location of my base?" asked Bai He, leader of the Speed Clan, looking at Yang Wudi, who kept smiling and saying nothing, which made him ask with some irritation.

"Old Goat, shouldn't you give us an explanation? I was the first to arrive here, but for the past few days, you only told me you wanted the brothers to get together. Looking at the situation now, I'm afraid it's not that simple," asked Niu Gao, leader of the Defense Clan, tapping the armrest of his chair and speaking in a cold voice.

Facing the questioning from the three clan leaders, Yang Wudi felt no panic in his heart; after all, what he was doing was truly for everyone's benefit.

"Ahem, brothers, listen to me. Don't be so impatient," Yang Wudi cleared his throat and said with a smiling face.