"The matter of developing the Tang Sect can wait."
Tang San raised his head and looked at Yu Xiaogang, his eyes filled with an unprecedented seriousness. "Teacher, before that, I want to find my father. Whether he is still willing to acknowledge me as his son or not, I need to ask him face-to-face."
Yu Xiaogang fell silent for a moment, then reached out and gave Tang San's shoulder a firm pat. "All right. Once the Soul Master Tournament is over, I'll go look for him with you."
Tang San nodded, then changed the subject. "Teacher, since you already know my origins, I won't hide anything from you. The Tang Sect already has Ma Hongjun and Oscar as disciples, but that is far from enough. I want to rebuild the Tang Sect in this world... not as some small operation, but as a true Tang Sect, one whose name the entire continent will remember."
He paused, looking at Yu Xiaogang with solemnity in his voice. "Teacher, I would like to invite you to join the Tang Sect."
Yu Xiaogang was slightly stunned.
He had not expected Tang San to invite him. It was exactly what he wanted!
"Teacher, you have spent your whole life studying martial soul theory. I know you are skilled at research and organization. What the Tang Sect has now is cultivation methods and soul skills. What it lacks is someone who can systematize and organize them into a complete framework, making them truly part of this world. Only you can do this, Teacher."
Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San and remained silent for a long time.
He had been called trash countless times in his life. He had been expelled from his family and mocked by the world. Even he himself sometimes doubted whether the theories