Seeing that Tai Tan remained stubbornly set in his ways, Yang Wudi didn't want to say anything more.
He had always known that Spirit Hall kept people watching the members of their Four Great Clans.
However, he also knew what they were after. They simply wanted to stop them from secretly returning to the Clear Sky Sect.
After all, Spirit Hall had gone to great lengths to weaken the Clear Sky Sect in that battle. How could they possibly let it recover so easily?
Still, one thing puzzled him: over the past few years, the number of people watching the Breaking Clan had steadily dwindled.
He didn't know why, but it was a good thing regardless.
But ask him to persuade Yang Wuhui to help the Strength Clan return to the Clear Sky Sect? Absolutely not!
Knowing Yang Wuhui as well as he did, they'd be lucky if he didn't start a fight the moment they reached the Clear Sky Sect.
And now Tai Tan had the nerve to set his sights on him, of all people.
It was like an old man taking poison because he thought he'd lived too long!
"Old Orangutan, there's nothing I can do to help you with this. And I advise you to give up on the idea. Otherwise, you've seen what my uncle is like!"
At this, Tai Tan was about to say something more, but Yang Wuhui had already noticed their furtive exchange.
"Ahem! If you have something to say, just say it. What's the point of whispering to each other?"
Tai Tan could only fall silent, looking rather sheepish.
But he soon thought of another question and hurriedly asked, "Your Excellency, I once heard that your ninth Soul Ring is a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring. Is that true?"
"What do you ask for?"
Yang Wuhui was puzzled by the question.
It wasn't exactly a secret, after all. Plenty of people in Heaven Dou City knew about it.
But the other man had brought it up specifically, which meant he had an ulterior motive!
Seeing how wary Yang Wuhui was, Tai Tan stopped beating around the bush.
"Your Excellency, since you possess a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, you must be capable of hunting a Soul Beast of that caliber. If I offered you the whereabouts of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast as a bargaining chip, would you agree to one condition of mine?"
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Tai Tan's mouth.
He was sure the other man would agree.
After all, he had surely experienced firsthand the benefits of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast!
As for the whereabouts of that Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, he had stumbled upon it by chance.
Three years ago, while taking his son to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt for his fifth Soul Ring, he had accidentally spotted a Titan Giant Ape in the outer reaches of the forest.
He didn't know why it had appeared so close to the outskirts, but he knew this was an opportunity.
After tracking it all the way, he had finally discovered its lair.
If he'd had the ability, he would have kept the Soul Beast for his own ninth Soul Ring.
As things stood, it seemed his discovery hadn't been entirely useless!
"The whereabouts of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?"
Yang Wuhui hesitated when he heard the offer.
His family was already raising a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in their own courtyard. But who could have too many of those?
After all, the Breaking Clan certainly wouldn't be short on Titled Douluo in the future.
So, for the sake of his clan, he decided to hear the other man's condition first.
"Let's hear your condition."
Without hesitation, Tai Tan explained that he wanted Yang Wuhui to escort the Strength Clan.
After hearing him out, Yang Wuhui laughed in anger.
The man actually wanted him to escort them to the Clear Sky Sect?
Was he not afraid Yang Wuhui would kill them all on the way?
After all, he had never shown mercy to his enemies.
Yang Wudi was at a loss, too.
He'd already told Tai Tan not to mention the Clear Sky Sect in front of Yang Wuhui. Why wouldn't the man listen?
So be it. All he could do now was hope Ziyuan arrived soon. Otherwise, he might have to collect Tai Tan's corpse.
"What... what?"
Tai Tan's face turned deathly pale at the response.
He couldn't understand why Yang Wuhui hated the Clear Sky Sect so much.
Was it merely because the Breaking Clan had suffered such heavy losses?
Thinking it over, Tai Tan couldn't help feeling helpless.
After all, that was an undeniable fact.
If Spirit Hall hadn't wanted to use their fate as a warning to the other forces, they would likely have been wiped out long ago.
"Your Excellency, is there truly no room for compromise?"
Seeing that Tai Tan still wouldn't give up, Yang Wuhui decided to teach him a lesson.
He was just about to strike when someone entered, making him stop.
"Ziyuan, what brings you here?"
Yang Ziyuan was confused.
Hadn't his second uncle asked him to come? Could it be—
Looking at Tai Tan, Yang Ziyuan immediately understood why Yang Wudi had called him over.
After hearing Yang Wudi's transmitted message, Yang Ziyuan couldn't help admiring just how thickheaded Tai Tan was.
His own grandfather had already said as much, yet the man still dared to provoke him. Wasn't that just asking to die?
Never mind that they had recently taught Tang Hao and his son a lesson. Just look at the Breaking Clan.
There wasn't a single person in the Breaking Clan who didn't bear a grudge against the Clear Sky Sect.
And yet Tai Tan dared to openly champion the Clear Sky Sect. If that wasn't asking for death, what was?
"Forget it. Since you're already here, there's something I'd like you to do!"
As he spoke, Yang Wuhui turned to Tai Tan.
"Boy, do you dare to make a wager with this old man?"
"A wager? Your Excellency, please explain."
"This is my grandson, Yang Ziyuan. If you can last one incense stick against him, I'll agree to your condition! But if you lose, you'll tell us where to find that Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast!"
What could a greenhorn possibly do?
The other man must have been persuaded by Yang Wudi and was simply looking for a way to back down.
Even so, Tai Tan couldn't push his luck. He'd go easy on the boy when the time came.
"Your Excellency, I accept the wager!"
After saying this, Tai Tan looked at Yang Wudi with gratitude.
Yang Wudi, however, only gave him a look that said he was on his own.
"Good! That's the spirit!"
Yang Wuhui beamed when he heard the other man accept.
Did this fellow really think the old man had lost his wits?
Let's see how you feel after Ziyuan teaches you a lesson!
Then everyone headed outside.
" Nephew, don't say I'm bullying you. I'll give you the first three moves!"
Yang Ziyuan was dumbfounded.
Good grief, you're feeling pretty brave, aren't you?
Forget three moves. If you can even get back to your feet after one, I'll admit defeat!
"Fine. Since you insist, then be ready, senior! Fifth Soul Skill: Gravity Storm!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, the Soul Rings around Yang Ziyuan appeared in sequence—purple, purple, purple, black, red, red!
A flash of red light followed, and a black storm sprang into being.
The next instant, it bore down on Tai Tan.
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