The Tang Family's Innate Bloodline is Filthy

Among the clans affiliated with the Clear Sky Sect, those with the closest ties were the Four Single-Attribute Clans, led by the Breaking Clan. As for the other affiliated families outside of this group, they chose to join Martial Soul Hall without the slightest hesitation.

Seeing that the more peripheral affiliated clans had already chosen to join, Niu Gao, who also harbored hatred toward the Clear Sky Sect in his heart, spoke up: "I, Niu Gao, am willing to lead the Defense Clan to join Martial Soul Hall! If Martial Soul Hall is willing to treat my Defense Clan with sincerity, my Defense Clan is willing to go through fire and water for Martial Soul Hall!"

Seeing that Bai He was still hesitating, Yang Wudi questioned him: "Old White Bird, what are you still being foolish for? The Clear Sky Sect is pushing your Speed Clan out to die. You are the kin of the Clear Sky Sect's master lineage, and you are the uncle of those two young masters, Tang Xiao and Tang Hao. They treat you and the entire Speed Clan with such cruelty—have you still not seen how heartless and ungrateful those people in the Clear Sky Sect are? Do you still consider those things to be your family?"

"If you are truly this spineless, you are not worthy of being a brother to Yang Wudi. You and your Speed Clan can just go die alongside those mongrels of the Clear Sky Sect who abandoned you!"

"Old Yang..."

Bai He did not resent Tang Hao, but he was indeed chilled by the Clear Sky Sect's actions. Hearing Yang Wudi's words and thinking of his Speed Clan clansmen, as well as his unborn grandchild, he sighed deeply and said: "I, Bai He, lead the Speed Clan to join Martial Soul Hall."

Listening to these sects, Ning Fengzhi felt his heart shrink again and again, until his mood plummeted to the bottom.

The number of disciples in the Clear Sky Sect reached as high as 5,000. Excluding the 400 from the Strength Clan, all other disciples had joined Martial Soul Hall. With over 4,500 soul masters, this number was roughly equal to the combined total of disciples from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

By swallowing up almost the entire disciple count of the Clear Sky Sect without a drop of blood being shed, the overall strength of Martial Soul Hall had gained a significant boost. The gains far outweighed the losses incurred by Tang Hao's battle against Martial Soul Hall, where he had crippled two Title Douluo elders and an unknown number of soul masters.

Damn the Clear Sky Sect!

Ning Fengzhi wanted to curse. The Tang family members were actually cowardly to this extent, leaving behind only useless trash and old things on the verge of death to fool everyone. Tang Zhen, you old thing who is terminally ill and dying, why did you run? If Tang Zhen were here, even if the Clear Sky Sect suffered a crushing defeat after a great battle, some affiliated clans might have chosen to join Martial Soul Hall to avoid extinction.

But it wouldn't have allowed Martial Soul Hall to grow so fat, and to have swallowed up a group of affiliated clans with such high loyalty!

If Tang Zhen knew what Ning Fengzhi was thinking, he would surely slap him a few times. It would be no problem for him to die in battle at the hands of Martial Soul Hall with his worthless life, but he still possessed several precious soul bones! If he died at the hands of Martial Soul Hall, wouldn't these soul bones be seized by them as well?

"Good, very good. Yang Wudi, Niu Gao, Bai He, you are all fine specimens."

Tai Tan slowly stood up, his eyes bloodshot and his mouth filled with blood, his expression somewhat chilling.

"A real man knows what to do and what not to do. Better to be a broken jade than a whole tile. You have joined Martial Soul Hall today, but when the old sect master Tang Chen returns and my master reaches the pinnacle of cultivation, you spineless traitors will just wait to be liquidated."

Yang Wudi said coldly: "Stop being disgusting, Tai Tan. Do you really think I, Yang Wudi, cannot see your true thoughts? You are truly loyal to your master Tang Hao, but your Strength Clan chose destruction, while your loyal master Tang Hao—who knows where he is right now?"

Tai Tan laughed loudly and said righteously: "As a servant, dying for one's master is a duty! When my master returns having reached the realm of the old sect master, he will slaughter you pigs and dogs, and destroy your Martial Soul Hall. History will record me, Tai Tan, and the Strength Clan as a loyal family that gave everything for its master, leaving a good name for generations. You, however, will stink for ten thousand years and endure endless abuse!"

Qian Daoliu pondered: if the Strength Clan perished here and the Clear Sky Sect won, perhaps the historical evaluation would indeed be as Tai Tan said. After all, what noble wouldn't hope for a loyal clan like the Strength Clan?

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Qian Daoliu clapped his hands and smiled faintly: "Good, the Strength Clan is truly loyal. I hear the Strength Clan loves forging, and a large portion of the Clear Sky Sect's annual income comes from the Strength Clan's tribute. Let the Strength Clan repay the losses Tang Hao caused to my Martial Soul Hall."

"Breaking Clan, Defense Clan, Speed Clan, and all Martial Soul Hall affiliated clans, hear my order: wipe out these Clear Sky Sect people. As for the Strength Clan, everyone is to have one arm severed. One arm is enough for blacksmithing."

"Tang Niu, you old bastard, go to hell!"

Yang Wudi struck immediately. Nine soul rings—two yellow, two purple, and four black—lit up beneath his feet. With the Soul Breaking Spear in hand, he completed his focus in an instant, thrusting the tip of the spear fiercely toward those Soul Sage old rats.

At the mountain gate of the Clear Sky Sect, yellow, purple, and black soul ring lights flared up all at once. Black, red, cyan, yellow, earthy yellow... various martial soul ring lights ignited, accompanied by the roars of all kinds of martial souls.

Except for the Speed Clan, the other affiliated clans that joined Martial Soul Hall hated the Clear Sky Sect to the core. Now that they could finish off these rats, each one struck without mercy and with great enthusiasm. This not only provided the pleasure of venting resentment but also carried the thrill of subordinates killing their superiors—the satisfaction of overstepping their bounds.

As for the surrender of these small rats, the surrounding soul masters looked toward Qian Daoliu. Seeing no reaction from him, they immediately ended the lives of the small rats.

Qian Renxue couldn't help but ask: "Grandfather, the Clear Sky Hammer is the world's number one tool martial soul. Why don't we recruit them when they join us?"

Qian Daoliu whispered: "Little Xue, remember this: the Tang lineage of the Clear Sky Sect, from Tang Chen down to the unborn infant in the womb, are all selfish, bullying the weak and fearing the strong, petty, extremely self-centered, and devoid of a bottom line. Their bloodline is naturally filthy. To put it simply, they are wolf bandits in human skin. There is no need to recruit them; it is best to send them all to the Western Heaven."

"This martial soul would only dirty the floors of our Martial Soul Hall."

Qian Renxue was stunned and said: "Ah, Grandfather, isn't Tang Chen your opponent and friend?"

Qian Daoliu said: "Before I suspected that Tang Hao slaughtered soul beasts to obtain soul bones, I did indeed think so. But now it seems that the reason Tang Hao slaughtered soul beasts to obtain soul bones is not because Tang Chen failed to teach him well, but because this grandfather and grandson are birds of a feather."

"Tang Chen himself also possesses six soul bones."

Tang Hao had six confirmed soul bones; Tang Chen did not have a confirmed count, but since Tang Chen almost became the Asura God, and the Asura Eight Trials are not like Tang San's Sea God Eight Trials which require a full set of Sea God divine armor, it is evident that Tang Chen also possessed six soul bones.

The disparity in soul bone reserves among the Upper Three Sects is truly vast.

Look at the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Yu Yuanzhen, the sect master, has three soul bones, while Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect do not have a single soul bone between them.

As members of the Upper Three Sects, even if the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan cannot compare to the Clear Sky Sect, the gap in soul bone reserves shouldn't be this large.

In terms of performance, the Clear Sky Sect's soul bone reserves are even stronger than Martial Soul Hall's. Bibi Dong, the original Pope of Martial Soul Hall, had seven soul bones, four of which were dropped from slaughtering hundred-thousand-year soul beasts.

The left and right arm bones dropped by the hundred-thousand-year Death Spider Emperor; the Purple Winged Spider Emperor dropped the Six-Winged Purple Light Wings; and the Rabbit Mother dropped another one.