Make the Tang Sect Great Again!

"Brother Yun, what did you just say? The Tang Sect?"

"Which Tang? Which Sect?"

Deliberately pretending not to notice Tang San's shock and excitement, Qin Yun treated him as nothing more than curious.

"As it happens, fate has a way of bringing people together. The name of the sect I belong to happens to share your surname, Little San.

"It's no matter if you haven't heard of it. Compared to the Upper Three Sects and the Lower Four Sects, the Tang Sect is just an insignificant little sect.

"I won't mind if you two laugh at this, but the strongest Soul Master in our sect's history was merely an ordinary Soul Saint. By the time the sect passed down to my generation, I was the only one left.

"However..."

Casting off his dejection, Qin Yun slowly clenched his fist under Tang San's fervent gaze.

"As its sect master, even if I'm the only one left in the entire Tang Sect, I'll make the Tang Sect great again!"

Tang San: "..."

Damn it!

Three years, then another three years. In the blink of an eye, he'd been transported here for six years. Sect Master, why had he only just appeared? He, Tang San, had finally found his people!

A modern transmigrator would surely have felt excitement at such a coincidence, but a seed of suspicion would inevitably have crept into their mind as well.

But for a sect-obsessed man like Tang San, a staunch warrior of feudalism, was there any reason to doubt it?

He'd transmigrated after jumping off Ghost Sorrow Cliff. Was it really so impossible that the Tang Sect masters of old had done the same after leaping from a cliff?

Jumping off a cliff and coming across a fortuitous encounter—this was practically accepted wisdom in the martial world!

Perhaps the Tang Sect on Douluo Continent had been established by disciples of the old Tang Sect. Time had simply passed, and the sect had fallen into decline.

Otherwise, there was no way an obvious outsider like Qin Yun could have become the Tang Sect Master.

The Tang Sect Master had to be surnamed Tang, at the very least, right?

Most importantly, as a former outer sect disciple—even an expelled one—Tang San had desperately wanted to become an inner sect disciple!

No, wait!

Given the Tang Sect's current state, he wasn't just some outer sect disciple. He was clearly one of its founders, the senior brother to every disciple yet to come!

If things went well, he might even... even...

"Elder Tang?"

"Deputy Sect Master Tang?"

Just thinking about those titles was enough to convince Tang San he wouldn't sleep a wink tonight.

As for the Tang Sect's achievements in this life...

It had no mountain gate, and its strongest member was merely a Soul Saint?

Come on, did he really think a Soul Saint was weak? Had he forgotten where Holy Soul Village got its name?

In any case, compared to the thoroughly mediocre Notting Junior Soul Master Academy, Tang San clearly had more faith in the fallen Tang Sect.

"Thank goodness I stole the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record back then. Otherwise, rebuilding the Tang Sect after transmigrating to Douluo Continent would've been a real headache.

"Looks like I can secretly pass some of the techniques in the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record to Brother Yun later.

"It's only natural for the sect master to inherit the Tang Sect's supreme art.

"And as the one who contributed those techniques, I'll be able to use them openly, too!

"But..."

Once the initial excitement had passed, Tang San belatedly came to his senses.

Whether this Tang Sect was truly the Tang Sect from his previous life was still up in the air.

If it only shared the same name, Tang San wouldn't have the slightest interest in joining it. Once he grew strong enough, he might even destroy the Tang Sect.

What kind of people were they to dare use the same name as me?

With those doubts in mind, Tang San began sounding Qin Yun out as they walked to the academy.

Unfortunately, when it came to crafting Hidden Weapons or killing people, he was certainly skilled.

But when it came to social graces and gathering information, Tang San was clearly still rather green.

Not only Qin Yun, but even Old Jack had sensed that something was off.

"Brother Yun, your Tang Sect sounds impressive. Aside from that Soul Saint senior, I wonder if it has any unique skills?

"Or what is your sect known for?"

"Little San!"

Old Jack reprimanded him sharply.

Questions about a sect's secrets might not involve anything classified, but asking them so abruptly was still inappropriate.

Besides, they'd only just met today. They were strangers who'd happened to cross paths, and the worst thing one could do was reveal too much too soon.

Fortunately, Qin Yun didn't stop Tang San's curiosity. He merely waved a hand nonchalantly.

"It's fine, it's fine. These things aren't secrets!"

"Our Tang Sect's greatest specialty is making mechanical Hidden Weapons.

"But these things differ from the methods used by the other sects on the continent. They're easily dismissed as mere tricks and contrivances, so they haven't become very well known."

"Bullshit!"

[God King Tang Favorability +5 (5/100)!]

[Even while resisting a God King's pressure with one hand and facing his doubts with the other, the host can still raise his favorability. Invincible in this world!]

[Host, there were lots of people around just now, so I didn't feel comfortable asking. Be honest with me: how many systems do you actually have? How did you build up God King Tang's favorability so quickly?

[Even the chosen one, Huo Yuhao, probably couldn't manage a result like that, could he?]

Ignoring his idiotic system, Qin Yun saw Tang San's strong reaction and put on an excited expression.

"Little San, do you think they're wrong, too?"

"Brother Yun, don't doubt yourself! They're just a bunch of short-sighted fools. How could they understand the greatness of Hidden Weapons?

"To be honest, Brother Yun, I used to be a blacksmith. I'd practice throwing knives and things like that in my spare time, and I think Hidden Weapons are incredibly handy!"

He was praising Hidden Weapons right in front of Tang Buddha. If Tang San wasn't excited, then something would've been wrong with him.

It was just...

He'd praised them so obviously, and he'd only gained five favorability points? Looks like he'd need to administer another heavy dose!

"As for techniques, my Tang Sect has quite a few Self-Created Soul Skills, such as the Mysterious Jade Hand, Crane-Controlling Dragon-Capturing, and Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.

"We also have the Mysterious Heaven Skill, a Soul Power meditation method, though unfortunately much of its inheritance has been lost.

"It concerns the secrets of the sect, so please forgive me for not saying more!"

Since these involved the sect's secrets, it was only natural for Qin Yun to hold back.

But when Tang San heard those familiar names, he could barely contain his joy.

[God King Tang Favorability +10!]

He was only worried that revealing he was a transmigrator would scare Qin Yun.

Otherwise, Tang San would've made sure Qin Yun knew what it meant to carry on a sect's inheritance across worlds!

"Hidden Weapons, techniques—they all match!

"The reason no top experts have appeared is probably because the techniques were incomplete. Or perhaps the person who transmigrated here back then hadn't learned all of them!"

"By the look of it, my earlier guess was right. The Tang Sect on Douluo Continent must've been founded by a senior from the old Tang Sect.

"Unfortunately, the natives rejected it, and the Tang Sect never flourished.

"Otherwise, with the Tang Sect's skills, how could it have fallen to this state?

"The Upper Three Sects? The Lower Four Sects?

"In front of my Tang Sect, they're not even worthy of tying our shoes!

"And besides..."

Nineteen stones fell into the abyss, each one reaching a deeper layer of hell!

Putting Qin Yun's words together with his own experiences, Tang San even came up with a theory of his own.

Perhaps Ghost Sorrow Cliff, where the Tang Sect stood, was actually a passage connecting to another world!

"Forget it. Those are things to think about in the future. There's clearly something more important to deal with right now!"

Shaking his head to clear away the jumble of thoughts, Tang San suddenly—

"Thump!"

In front of countless people on the street, he dropped to his knees before Qin Yun and spoke with the utmost sincerity.

"Brother Yun—no, Sect Master!

"If you don't turn me away, I, Tang San, would like to join the Tang Sect and become one of its disciples!"