Make the Tang Sect Great Again!

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

"Which Tang, which sect?"

Deliberately ignoring Tang San's shock and excitement, Qin Yun treated him as if he were merely curious.

"It is quite a coincidence; the name of my sect happens to share the same surname as you, Little San."

"It doesn't matter if you haven't heard of it. Compared to the Upper Three Sects and the Lower Three Sects, the Tang Sect is just an inconspicuous little school."

"I don't mind being laughed at by you two, but the strongest Soul Saint in our sect's history was nothing more than an unremarkable Soul Saint. By the time it reached my generation, I was the only one left."

"However..."

Sweeping away his dejection, Qin Yun slowly clenched his fist under Tang San's excited gaze.

"As the Sect Master, even if I am the only one left in the entire Tang Sect, I will make the Tang Sect great again!"

Tang San: "..."

Damn it!

Three years after three years, in the blink of an eye, six years have passed since I transmigrated. Sect Master, why did you only appear now? I, Tang San, have finally found my organization!

If it were any other modern transmigrator, faced with such a coincidence, they would inevitably harbor suspicions alongside their excitement.

But for a sect-loyalist and feudal-minded warrior like Tang San, was there any reason to doubt?

He could transmigrate after jumping off Ghost Sorrow Cliff; why couldn't the experts of the former Tang Sect have transmigrated after jumping off a cliff too?

Jumping off a cliff to obtain a fortuitous encounter had practically become a common consensus in the martial world!

Perhaps the Tang Sect of Douluo Continent was established by former Tang Sect disciples, only to have fallen into decline as time passed.

If that weren't the case, it would be impossible for Qin Yun, an obvious outsider, to become the Tang Sect Master.

A Tang Sect Master should at least have the surname Tang, right?

And most importantly, as a former outer disciple—or rather, an expelled one—Tang San wanted nothing more than to become an inner disciple!

No!

Looking at the current state of the Tang Sect, this wasn't just being an outer disciple; he was clearly one of the founders, the future Senior Brother to all disciples!

If he played his cards right, he could even... even...

"Elder Tang?"

"Vice Sect Master Tang?"

Just thinking about these titles made Tang San certain he wouldn't be able to sleep from excitement tonight.

As for the current achievements of the Tang Sect...

No sect grounds, and the highest cultivation is only a Soul Saint?

Come on, buddy, do you think a Soul Saint is weak? Have you forgotten how Holy Soul Village got its name?

Regardless, compared to the unremarkable Notting Junior Soul Master Academy, Tang San clearly favored the fallen Tang Sect.

"It's a good thing I stole the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record back then; otherwise, it would have been hard to rebuild the Tang Sect after transmigrating to Douluo Continent."

"In this way, I can secretly pass on some of the techniques from the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record to Brother Yun later."

"As the Sect Master, it would be perfectly justified for him to inherit the sect's supreme techniques."

"And as the contributor of the techniques, I can use them openly and honestly!"

"However..."

As the initial excitement faded, Tang San began to reflect.

Whether this Tang Sect was truly the Tang Sect from his past life remained to be seen.

If it only shared the same name, Tang San would not only have no interest in joining, but once he became powerful enough, he might even wipe the Tang Sect out.

What kind of people are they to deserve using the same name as me?

Carrying this suspicion, Tang San began to probe as they made their way to the academy.

Unfortunately, while he was an expert at crafting hidden weapons or killing, his social skills and information-gathering tactics were clearly a bit immature.

It wasn't just Qin Yun; even Old Jack sensed that something was off.

"Brother Yun, the Tang Sect you belong to sounds so impressive. Besides that Soul Saint predecessor, I wonder if you have any unique techniques?"

"Or perhaps, what is your sect known for?"

"Little San!"

Old Jack scolded him loudly.

Matters concerning sect secrets, while perhaps not top-secret, were still inappropriate to ask about so abruptly.

Furthermore, this was their first meeting; they were merely strangers passing by, and the greatest taboo was to speak deeply with a shallow acquaintance.

Fortunately, Qin Yun did not stop Tang San's curiosity; instead, he waved his hand dismissively.

"It is of no matter, no matter at all; these are hardly state secrets!"

"If one must speak of what our Tang Sect excels at, it is actually the crafting of mechanisms and hidden weapons. However, these things are quite different from the other sects on the Douluo Continent, and because they are easily dismissed as mere parlor tricks, they have never gained much fame."

"Bullshit!"

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

[Even while resisting the pressure of a God King with one hand and facing his skepticism with the other, the host still manages to farm favorability—truly invincible in this world!]

[Host, there were too many people outside earlier, so I was too embarrassed to ask, but tell me honestly: just how many systems do you have? To build favorability with the Tang God King this quickly? Even the Child of Destiny, Huo Yuhao, probably couldn't achieve such a result, right?]

Ignoring his mentally challenged system, Qin Yun saw Tang San's rather intense reaction and feigned an expression of great excitement as he looked over.

"San, do you also believe that their way of thinking is wrong?"

"Brother Yun, you must never doubt yourself. They are merely a group of short-sighted fools; how could they possibly comprehend the greatness of hidden weapons! To be honest with you, Brother Yun, I come from a background of blacksmithing, and I often practice with throwing knives and the like. I find hidden weapons to be incredibly convenient and useful!"

Praising hidden weapons right in front of the Tang Buddha—if he didn't get excited, something would be wrong.

It's just that... I laid the praise on so thick, and yet it only increased his favorability by five points? It seems I'll have to administer an even stronger dose of medicine!

Qin Yun: "As for cultivation techniques, my Tang Sect has quite a few self-created soul skills, such as Mysterious Jade Hand, Crane-Controlling Dragon-Capturing, Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, and so on. Regarding soul power meditation, we also have the Mysterious Heaven Skill, though unfortunately, much of the heritage has been lost. Since these are sect secrets, please forgive me for not saying more!"

Given that these were matters of sect secrecy, it was only reasonable for Qin Yun to hold back.

However, when Tang San heard these familiar names, he could barely contain the joy welling up inside him.

[Tang God King favorability +10!]

It was only the fear that revealing his identity as a transmigrator might frighten Qin Yun that kept him in check. Otherwise, Tang San would have certainly let Qin Yun know what it meant to have a sect legacy that spanned worlds!

Hidden weapons, cultivation techniques—they match, they all match! The reason no top-tier experts have appeared is likely due to the incomplete techniques, or perhaps the person who originally transmigrated didn't learn them in full!

Looking at it this way, my previous guess must be correct: the Tang Sect on the Douluo Continent must have been founded by a predecessor from our original Tang Sect. It is just a pity that due to the exclusion by the natives, the Tang Sect failed to flourish. Otherwise, with the craftsmanship of the Tang Sect, how could it have fallen to its current state? The Upper Three Sects? The Lower Four Sects? In front of my Tang Sect, they wouldn't even be qualified to carry our shoes! And furthermore...

Nineteen echoes as the stone falls into the deep ravine, one layer deeper than the depths of hell! Combining Qin Yun's words with his own experiences, Tang San even formed a hypothesis. Perhaps the Ghost Sorrow Cliff of the Tang Sect was actually a gateway connecting to another world!

Forget it, those are things to consider for the future; there are clearly more important matters at hand right now!

Shaking his head to cast aside these chaotic thoughts, he acted under Qin Yun's surprised gaze.

With a heavy "thud."

Right in front of the countless people on the street, Tang San knelt directly before Qin Yun and spoke with extreme devotion.

"Brother Yun—no, Sect Master! If the Sect Master does not find me unworthy, Tang San is willing to join the Tang Sect and become a disciple!"