Inside Origin Internet Cafe, although the cheerful music of Plants vs. Zombies still echoed through the room, Tang Ya was not as excited as everyone else.
She stared at the Gatling Blue Silver Grass on the screen, powerful yet bizarrely styled, and a trace of confusion flashed through her eyes.
"What's wrong, Xiao Ya?" Bei Bei keenly noticed his girlfriend's unusual mood. He reached out and gently covered the back of Tang Ya's hand. "You got such a powerful skill. Aren't you happy?"
"I am... of course I am." Tang Ya forced a smile, but her eyes dimmed.
She looked up at Bei Bei, her voice so low it was almost a murmur to herself. "But Bei Bei, is this really the Tang Sect?"
"Look, turning Blue Silver Grass into barrels and firing compressed Soul Power rounds... It's powerful and fires quickly, but how is it any different from a Soul Tool? It seems to have nothing to do with the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record, Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon... or anything our ancestor Tang San left behind."
As she spoke, Tang Ya grew agitated, and her eyes reddened slightly.
"The Tang Sect only has the two of us now. Our old foundation is gone, the former site in Heaven Dou City has been occupied by the Iron Blood Sect, and more than half of our secret arts have been lost. Sometimes, late at night, I wonder... If I take this so-called Gatling back, does that really count as reviving the legendary number one sect whose hidden weapons once stood unmatched across the world? Or am I merely turning the Tang Sect into some third-rate Soul Tool branch that only knows how to go rat-a-tat-tat?"
A profound sense of helplessness shrouded the girl who bore the burden