Paying for Brother Ji! Paying for Love!

Fortunately, Tang San had no heart conditions, otherwise he would definitely be reaching for fast-acting heart pills by now.

This rebellious son was going to be the death of him!

He could have joined the Tang Sect with Wang and Xie long ago, yet he had been dragging his feet until now.

Ji Fengyu was a member of the Body Sect, so it was fine if he didn't join the Tang Sect.

But Tang Wulin, this rebellious son—if he didn't join the Tang Sect, did he intend to join the Body Sect instead?!

"Ah?!"

"But..."

Tang Wulin stammered.

But Brother Ji hadn't made a decision yet...

"You're a complete idiot!"

"You're going to be the death of me!"

Tang San was absolutely furious.

"Ji Fengyu has a sect, so he's weighing his options. What about you? What do you want to do if you don't join the Tang Sect?"

"Join Ji Fengyu's Body Sect?"

"Do you even have a Body Martial Soul?"

"I've told you before, the Tang Sect has cultivation techniques perfectly suited for you, and I can help guide you in mastering the Tang Sect's unique skills. This is the path most suited for you."

"No matter what you want to do, get stronger first!"

"Otherwise, the day you are blown to pieces by the Golden Dragon King, no one will pity you!"

Tang San's harsh scolding left Tang Wulin drenched in cold sweat, his mind finally clearing up.

That's right... he couldn't join the Body Sect anyway.

Since it was fated that he couldn't be in the same sect as Brother Ji, wouldn't it be perfect to join the Tang Sect, which he had admired and looked up to since he was a child?

If he were blown up by the Golden Dragon King, he wouldn't be able to see Brother Ji anymore...

He had to get stronger!

Old Tang had experience with the Tang Sect's unique skills and could guide his cultivation.

Hmm...

Forget it!

Tang Wulin gritted his teeth, deciding that no matter what Ji Fengyu chose later, he was going to join the Tang Sect.

"I'm sorry, Teacher Wu, my master still does not allow me to join the Tang Sect."

Ji Fengyu said with regret.

Now that the Body Sect had him, a possessor of Twin Martial Souls, and A Ruheng, who possessed a Body Martial Soul, Mu Ye had already seen the hope of a resurgence and had absolutely no intention of becoming a vassal to any other power, not even the Tang Sect.

"Very well, to each their own."

"I will customize your curriculum separately from now on."

Wu Zhangkong nodded, not saying much else.

After all, the Body Sect had declined, but it wasn't dead; it wasn't going to give in so easily.

"Ah?"

Wang and Xie were instantly dejected. In the end, they wouldn't be able to work with their boss in the Tang Sect?

The rest of the group fell into a heavy silence.

Wu Zhangkong also shook his head slightly.

"Teacher Wu, I will join the Tang Sect."

At this moment, Tang Wulin bit the bullet and spoke up, breaking the gloomy atmosphere.

"Oh?"

Wu Zhangkong raised an eyebrow; even he hadn't expected this result.

After all, he had felt that the Dragon Clan Squad was tied together.

Since Ji Fengyu hadn't joined the Tang Sect, he hadn't held any expectations for the others at all.

He hadn't expected such a pleasant surprise!

Gu Yue: "????"

Na'er: "????"

Lan Xuanyu: "..."

Except for Ji Fengyu, who remained calm and seemed entirely unsurprised by this.

Gu Yue and Na'er both looked at Tang Wulin with expressions of confusion.

Their emotions were different, but they shared one identical thought:

Traitor!!!

What was Tang Wulin thinking? Even Brother Ji wouldn't join the Tang Sect, so why was he joining?

"Hmm..."

Feeling the probing gazes of Gu Yue and Na'er, Tang Wulin felt as if he were sitting on pins and needles, unable to lift his head in the slightest.

But Old Tang's words had made him even more clear-headed.

He had to join the Tang Sect, for the sake of power, to become stronger!

Otherwise, how could he protect Brother Ji?

"Good, you don't need to remove your identity bracelet. Tang Wulin, I will process your admission formalities in a moment."

Wu Zhangkong was quite pleasantly surprised.

He hadn't expected that even with Ji Fengyu refusing to join, he could still recruit a Tang Wulin; he had struck gold!

"Wait!"

"Wait!"

"You brat, you ate my Rouge Soft-Muscle Python and still won't join the Tang Sect? Where in this world is there such logic?"

Yang Haofeng finally caught his breath and rushed in front of Ji Fengyu in grief to question him.

He had finally realized it:

As long as Ji Fengyu joined, the remaining geniuses were just bonus gifts!

But if Ji Fengyu didn't join, they wanted to recruit the others? No way!

No, the Rouge Soft-Muscle Python had to be paid back.

"Then Senior, what do you suggest?"

Ji Fengyu felt somewhat helpless.

After all, he had eaten their food and taken their benefits; could he really just get a free ride after consuming such a massive Rouge Soft-Muscle Python?

"That Rouge Soft-Muscle Python was the one belonging to the ancestor Jiang Nannan back in the day; by now, its cultivation has already exceeded ninety thousand years."

"And it was just swallowed by you like that..."

"You must know, little friend, just how precious a ninety-thousand-year spirit soul is."

"I'm afraid you won't be able to pay it back!"

Yang Haofeng lifted his head proudly, his gaze condescending.

Everyone was shocked.

They only knew that Ji Fengyu had completely cleared the ultimate assessment, but they hadn't expected that he had devoured such a valuable spirit soul.

That was Jiang Nannan's spirit soul, after all.

Although its age was ninety thousand years, its symbolic significance meant its value was absolutely on par with a hundred-thousand-year spirit soul!

"However, if you join the Tang Sect, this debt will be wiped clean!"

Yang Haofeng changed his tune.

Ahem.

If you can't pay the debt, then offer yourself in return!

As long as Ji Fengyu joined the Tang Sect, the others wouldn't be able to run away either, hehehe...

"Wait, Senior."

Tang Wulin suddenly spoke up.

"What is it?"

Yang Haofeng turned his head.

"Can we use contribution points in our Tang Sect to exchange for sect techniques, treasures, and spirit souls?"

Tang Wulin took a deep breath and asked with a determined gaze.

"Yes."

Yang Haofeng had a good impression of this genius Tang Wulin and answered with great patience.

"I will pay off the debt for ancestor Jiang Nannan's Rouge Soft-Muscle Python with contribution points!"

Tang Wulin puffed out his chest and spoke abruptly.

Although he did not have the money to repay the debt, he could work to accumulate contribution points.

"We will also use our contribution points to help Brother Ji pay it off!"

Xie Xie and Wang Jinxi exchanged a glance and stood behind Tang Wulin.

Yang Haofeng looked at Wu Zhangkong in confusion.

Wu Zhangkong spread his hands, indicating he was unable to help; he had known it would turn out like this...

"Forget it, I was just joking earlier."

"Don't take it seriously."

"How could our Tang Sect make someone pay for an assessment? Being able to absorb the Rouge Soft-Muscle Python is the opportunity he deserves."

Yang Haofeng's expression stiffened as he waved his hand, feigning generosity.

He wasn't pained; he really wasn't pained at all!

Sigh...

Looking at the situation, the Rouge Soft-Muscle Python would just have to be a loss he swallowed in silence.

If he insisted on making Ji Fengyu pay, Wang Jinxi, Xie Xie, and Tang Wulin would all become alienated from the Tang Sect.

Although the Rouge Soft-Muscle Python was precious, compared to the Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Dark and Tang Wulin, the loss was acceptable.

"No need to repay?"

"Thank you, Senior, you are truly generous."

Tang Wulin breathed a sigh of relief and immediately expressed his gratitude.

He was a poor child after all.

He had been willing to pay off the debt for Brother Ji, but if he could avoid such a hefty burden, why wouldn't he?

At the same time, Wu Zhangkong keenly sensed that, Na'er quietly put away the bank card given by Yun Ming that she had been about to take out, Gu Yue withdrew the soul power she had been channeling into her storage ring, And Lan Xuanyu canceled the phone number she had already edited and prepared to dial.

Ji Fengyu felt somewhat helpless.

Why was everyone fighting to foot the bill for him?

He really wasn't short on this bit of money!