So the next second, the Second Elder spoke to Tang San:
"Since that's the case, our Clear Sky Sect can't let its bloodline wander outside the sect. From now on, you're one of us."
The Third Elder stepped forward and said to Tang San:
"When you get the chance, compile the method you mentioned for making Hidden Weapons into a book and hand it over."
Hearing the two elders' words, Tang San finally breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.
Though he very much didn't want to pass on the Tang Sect Hidden Weapons' crafting methods, with his hands crippled, keeping them to himself would only mean the Tang Sect Hidden Weapons' legacy ended on Douluo Continent.
Meanwhile, Tang Yuehua and Tang Xiao smiled when they heard the Second and Third Elders relent.
Seeing Tang Xiao's smile, the Second Elder continued:
"Sect Master, don't celebrate too soon. As the sect master and Tang San's uncle, you must guide him well. Don't let him do anything that harms the sect, as Tang Hao did."
"Have him live near your quarters from now on. That way, you can keep an eye on him."
Hearing this, Tang Xiao shot the Second Elder a grateful look. How could he fail to understand the elder's intentions? His quarters were in the heart of the entire Clear Sky Sect, and few people ever went there.
Even though the elders had agreed to let Tang San return to the Clear Sky Sect, some of the other disciples were bound to hold a grudge against him. It wouldn't be good for Tang San, who had just lost his father, to hear those complaints. So the Second Elder had used this as an excuse to have Tang San live nearby, somewhere undisturbed. The only people who would come by