Tang San Slanders Ye Tianyun for Stealing Dark Weapon Techniques

[With Ye Tianyun's creation of the Soul Ring Age Enhancement Method, his soul ring age increased to four hundred years.]

[However, this was already the limit and could not be continued for the time being. Ye Tianyun immediately ceased his research, shifting his focus to the Guidance Method.]

[Comparing his Guidance Method to Tang San's, he believed his cultivation speed was comparable to Innate Full Soul Power, yet he remained unsatisfied.]

Listen to that? Is that even human talk?

With an innate soul power of 0.1, he had managed to reach a cultivation speed comparable to Innate Full Soul Power through sheer effort; an ordinary person would wake up laughing from such a dream.

Tang San: "..."

Who is this Innate Full Soul Power he's comparing himself to? Is he looking down on him?

He was busy practicing Tang Sect secret manuals, working odd jobs, and crafting Tang Sect Hidden Weapons, which was why he had wasted a bit of time.

Otherwise, if he actually got serious, his cultivation speed would leave Ye Tianyun in the dust by eight blocks.

Qian Renxue couldn't help but shake her head:

"What a pity, truly a pity. Why does our Wu... why does the Heaven Dou Empire not have such talent?"

The guard captain nodded respectfully:

"Indeed, our East Palace is in need of such talent."

It was fortunate there were no agents from the East or West Depots; they certainly couldn't afford to be competing for talent as well.

Yu Xiaogang remained silent on the matter; to look down on the cultivation speed of Innate Full Soul Power—he, with his twenty-ninth-level soul power—no, currently only twentieth-level soul power—felt deeply ashamed to even speak of it.

Nearby, the Soul Saint Brothers spoke up once again:

"As expected of Lord Dou Di, so clever at such a young age. He is truly a talent, far better than that master and disciple duo, Tang San."

Yu Xiaogang: "..."

Why mention the master and disciple duo? They were clearly targeting him on purpose; this was going too far.

Liu Erlong, for one, could no longer stand it. She angrily rolled up her sleeves:

"You two have been yapping away; I've tolerated you for a long time. If you want to fight, I'll oblige."

Flender, who had been trying to mediate, couldn't watch any longer and had to step forward to speak up:

"The three of you, our Golden Iron Triangle is not to be trifled with."

The two of them were Soul Saints plus one Soul Grand Master; while they might be outclassed in quality, they possessed a Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

It was said they could even put up a fight against a Title Douluo.

The Soul Saint Brothers looked at each other, then offered a contemptuous smile.

"The Golden Iron Triangle? I've heard of them. They supposedly have a Martial Soul Fusion Skill."

"But so what? We, the Mad Lion Brothers, all possess the Violent Lion martial soul and also have a Martial Soul Fusion Skill. Let's have a taste of it."

The three brothers struck their signature pose.

Come and fight, if you dare.

The Mad Lion Brothers? Yu Xiaogang recalled them; they were three very famous brothers in the soul master world, all Soul Saints, and capable of a Martial Soul Fusion Skill that could rival Title Douluo-level powerhouses.

It was a higher grade than their own Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

Yu Xiaogang hurriedly stepped in to smooth things over:

"Erlong, that's enough. This is a competition venue; there's no need for all this bickering."

He would never admit that he was afraid they couldn't win, or that they would be swarmed by the three brothers.

Liu Erlong was very obedient to Yu Xiaogang, though she still threw out a harsh threat:

"If you dare bully my Xiaogang again, watch out, or I'll kill you."

"Heh..."

The three brothers merely chuckled, dealing a heavy blow to Yu Xiaogang's pride.

He couldn't help but feel mocked by the three brothers.

In the sky, the Live Broadcast Room continued to play.

[Tang San was still cultivating, and on one particular morning, as Ye Tianyun passed by a small courtyard, he inadvertently saw Tang San tinkering with the Tang Sect Hidden Weapon, the Godly Zhuge Crossbow.]

[After just one glance, an idea formed in Ye Tianyun's mind; he needed such hidden weapons, especially since he could make up for a lack of strength with them.]

[But after that single glance, the narrow-minded Tang San felt deeply displeased.]

The scene shifted, and Tang San appeared.

Tang San glared at Ye Tianyun with a look of contempt, mocking him with his words:

"What? Trying to steal my techniques? Do you even have the qualifications to do so? Get lost, now."

Arrogant and conceited.

Countless people looked toward Tang San, never having imagined that he could be such a person.

To have stolen the techniques himself and then have the audacity to frame others—he is nothing but a hypocrite.

[Perhaps because the Tang Sect secret manuals were stolen by Tang San, he worries about others learning them and harbors resentment; it is also because he possesses Innate Full Soul Power, leading him to look down on everyone equally, including his teacher, Yu Xiaogang.]

???

Yu Xiaogang's face turned black. Mentioned again? Was his innate half-level of soul power shameful? Did he eat your rice?

Facing the strange gazes of others, Yu Xiaogang explained indifferently:

"Little San treats me very well. He is usually quite respectful and always addresses me as Master."

"Heh heh..."

The Soul Saint Brothers responded with nothing but dry chuckles.

Yu Xiaogang pretended not to hear anything. If he couldn't afford to offend them, couldn't he at least hide?

[Facing Tang San's humiliation and mockery, Ye Tianyun knows well that he is no match for him, but he also understands a principle: humble origins are no disgrace; a real man knows when to bend and when to stretch, choosing a better future.]

"Humble origins are no disgrace; a real man knows when to bend and when to stretch."

Ning Fengzhi was moved by these words, muttering them to himself before calling out in praise:

"This is a true hero. Compared to Ye Tianyun..."

He did not finish his sentence; after all, Tang San was the protagonist, and he still had to save face.

But Tang San's character was truly poor—a complete hypocrite, not a good person at all.

"Indeed, a true hero."

Countless people approved of Ye Tianyun even more. This was the protagonist in their hearts, one who resonated more with the masses.

In contrast, Tang San incited the dissatisfaction of the crowd.

Gaze after gaze converged upon him, and even Tang San felt a wave of immense pressure.

He felt that many people were misunderstanding him.

As the orthodox successor of the Tang Sect in this world, wasn't it normal for him to protect their secret manuals?

Tang San even took the initiative to explain himself:

"I didn't do anything wrong, did I? Ye Tianyun rewarded so many Mysterious Heaven Treasure Records; he is clearly stealing from me. Otherwise, how would he know the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record?"

Once he brought this up, Tang San felt it made sense. How else could Ye Tianyun have learned the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record? There was no other possibility besides him stealing it.

Tang San instantly raised his head and straightened his back. Since everyone was a thief, why should he be the one maliciously targeted?

[After returning home, Ye Tianyun formulated another plan for himself: he wanted to learn the technology of hidden weapon manufacturing.]

[Although he felt the level of the hidden weapons was a bit low, regardless, they still possessed capability, and he needed other means.]

Upon hearing this, Tang San became agitated, pointing at the Live Broadcast Room and shouting:

"Did you see that? Ye Tianyun wants to steal my Tang Sect Hidden Weapons; he is a thief too."

The word "too" was used quite well.

Tang San had already accepted that he was a thief himself.

The crowd just looked at Tang San, as if watching a joke.

Ye Tianyun only wanted to create hidden weapon technology, not actually steal it, whereas Tang San was a genuine thief. How could they be compared?

He even had the nerve to call them "my Tang Sect Hidden Weapons"—what did they have to do with him?

In the crowd, Tang Hao covered his face. His son was truly embarrassing.

But he was his son after all; no matter how embarrassing, he had to accept it.