Yang Wudi sat in his pharmacy, surrounded by all sorts of herbs. But the excitement he used to have when making medicine had vanished without a trace. The reason was simple: he had received news from the Defense Clan that the Spirit Hall had taken action against them.
In his letter, Niu Gao, the patriarch of the Defense Clan, told him that he had seen the tokens of the Strength Clan and Speed Clan in the hands of the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall. Through the special information transmission method of the four major clans, he confirmed that the two clans, from the patriarchs down to the children, had been completely wiped out. After a duel with the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, in order to protect himself and his clan of more than 500 people, he had no choice but to submit to the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall.
Furthermore, Niu Gao mentioned in the letter that Wu Ling made him sign a treaty. He did not sense any Soul Power in that treaty, but after signing it, he had a feeling that he could not disobey it.
Little did he know that the treaty, called the Self-Imposed Commandment, was a treaty in the Nasuverse. Those who violated the treaty would be cursed and their souls would be tormented even after death.
Wu Ling had almost forgotten about this, but for some reason, he suddenly remembered it before leaving and had him sign it.
Afterwards, Wu Ling reflected on himself, realizing that spending so much time in the Douluo Continent Douluo Continent lowered his IQ to the level of the native inhabitants.
While Niu Gao's information was somewhat borderline under the treaty, it wasn't considered a form of betrayal. Therefore, after careful consideration, Niu Gao decided to tell him about it so that he would have time to prepare himself mentally.
Recalling the contents of the letter, Yang Wudi couldn't help but sigh in distress. After receiving Niu Gao's letter, he had considered running away, ambushing, and refusing to surrender, but with the Spirit Hall's capabilities, unless he escaped Douluo Continent or a forbidden area like the depths of the Star Dou Great Forest, he would not be able to escape the Spirit Hall's pursuit.
As for the ambush, putting everything else aside, the fact that they were able to wipe out the Strength Clan and the Speed Clan so quietly, especially since even that old Bai He didn't escape, proves that the Spirit Hall's forces this time were definitely not weak. There must have been at least two or three Titled Douluo. Moreover, according to rumors, the Spirit Hall's Holy Son's strength may already be no weaker than Soul Douluo or even Titled Douluo.
In the past, if Yang Wudi had heard such news, he would have scoffed at it. A guy who wasn't even twenty years old could have the strength of Soul Douluo or even Titled Douluo? That was simply a fantasy.
However, three years ago, Wu Ling demonstrated strength that could crush ordinary Soul King and even Soul Emperor in the competition. So, it is not impossible for him to rival Soul Douluo or even Titled Douluo today.
In addition to the Spirit Tool and those spiritual medicines that have been leaked, supposedly diluted several times, Wu Ling is almost being deified in some Spirit Hall Branch.
Especially those spiritual herbs that were leaked out. It is said that those spiritual herbs were prizes given by the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall to the top students in the Martial Soul Academy. Some of the top students would give them a portion of the spiritual herbs after diluting them in order to win over their subordinates. Others would be short of money due to various reasons, so they would dilute the diluted spiritual herbs again and sell them.
Even he had spent a lot of money to buy that kind of spiritual medicine from some students of the Martial Soul Academy, but after so many dilutions, the spiritual medicine still had a relatively obvious effect. To be honest, if we ignore those grudges and just focus on the medicine itself, he even wanted to go and discuss it with the Wu Ling Academy.
After receiving Niu Gao's letter, he thought it over carefully and realized that running away was not an option, nor was fighting. If he were alone, he would definitely fight to the death. However, in the past ten years, his family had many newborns. No matter how aloof he was, he could not ruin their future for his own selfish reasons. The grudges of the previous generation should not be passed on to the next.
The Spirit Hall's initial attack on them was due to the Clear Sky Sect. Although it was the Spirit Hall that killed them, they should resent the Clear Sky Sect more. Now that the Holy Son has extended an olive branch, joining the Spirit Hall to fight against the Clear Sky Sect seems like a good option. No, they are submitting to the Holy Son, not the Spirit Hall. What did the Holy Son have to do with the Spirit Hall's killings?
Most importantly, the three races of Strength, Defense, and Agility have all made their decisions. The Strength Clan is loyal to the death, and the Speed Clan is arrogant, so they were wiped out. With the precedent of the Defense Clan joining first, his bowing down doesn't seem so embarrassing.
This decision was made by Yang Wudi after much deliberation, through compromise and self-hypnosis.
"Patriarch, Patriarch, come quickly! It looks like people from the Spirit Hall are coming outside!"
A voice suddenly came from outside, and what it said made Yang Wudi's heart skip a beat.
"Sigh, what's meant to happen will happen. Well, better to have a short pain than a long one. As long as they can give me a way out, I'll agree. Just don't start by slaughtering my entire clan without saying a word." Yang Wudi comforted himself as he got up and hurried to the door to greet them.
As Yang Wudi pushed open the gate, two figures appeared before him. The young man in front was dressed in black, his handsome face revealing a hint of indifference. Yang Wudi immediately recognized Wu Ling, the Holy Son, but Yang Wushuang behind Wu Ling surprised him even more, causing his pupils to contract slightly.
"Wushuang!" Yang Wudi exclaimed inwardly. He had thought that Yang Wushuang would surely die after being captured by the Spirit Hall, but now he was not only alive and well, but seemed to be doing quite well. This made Yang Wudi lower his standards even further.
Even though his own younger brother was right in front of him, Yang Wudi still knew what was important. After a moment of surprise, he quickly cupped his hands towards Wu Ling in front of him and said, "I was unaware of the Holy Son's presence. I have failed to greet you properly. Please forgive me."
"It's alright, it's alright. I just picked up some things on the way, which took up a little time." With that, Wu Ling tossed the things she was carrying at Yang Wudi's feet.
Yang Wudi was startled, because the thing was a head, and he recognized the head. However, he was only surprised and not angry, because the head belonged to the current sect leader of the Flying Sword Sect. The two of them, as Soul Douluo in the same city, often harbored deep resentment due to various frictions. In the past, if the head had died in front of him, Yang Wudi would have laughed a few times, but now Yang Wudi was only terrified.
In the same city, the distance between the two was neither too close nor too far, yet he couldn't even sense the presence of this Soul Power Douluo, who was also Soul Douluo, before he was decapitated. Moreover, judging from the flowing blood, Yang Wudi was certain that the person had been dead for no more than ten minutes.
This made Yang Wudi even more wary, and he lowered his expectations even further.