Trash Nurtured for Ten Thousand Years-Just How Rich Was the Tang Sect Back Then!
"Wealthy?" Qian Renxue asked, puzzled. "What do you mean?"
"You've seen the Pure Blood, not like Tang San, the Blue Silver Emperor, the king of Blue Silver Grass. She possesses the highest secret of the Blue Silver Domain, which is immortality. No one can kill her. And no one can obtain her Soul Ring and Soul Bone. Unless she commits suicide."
Yin Hongye explained, "But the Tang Sect is different after Tang San left. The Tang Sect has always believed that it was the first sect leader who forged the Tang Sect's glory with his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul."
"To commemorate him, the descendants of the Tang Sect, when choosing a sect leader, are determined to honor those with Blue Silver Grass as their spirit, and they also strive to cultivate Soul Master who possess Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul."
"Since Tang Sect Tang San's passing, no one with the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul has been able to stand at the pinnacle of the continent. Yet this tradition has continued unbroken, and no one has been able to change it."
Qian Renxue listened to the inexplicable use of the word "Lei Ting. "Death"—what a beautiful word!
Leaving the world of the Douluo Continent, or simply departing from this world.
"So, the Tang Sect has been cultivating Blue Silver Grass Soul Master for ten thousand years? That shouldn't be possible. Ten thousand years—the quality of that Martial Soul is like a dog's. By the time it's passed down through generations, they've all become stronger. Blue Silver Grass couldn't have remained completely unchanged, could it?"
She found it incredible; just how many resources had been consumed in cultivating the Blue Silver Grass Soul Master over the past ten thousand years?
"Didn't they consider that Tang San's Martial Soul is the Blue Silver Emperor?" Qian Renxue was even more puzzled. Just what kind of huge pitfall was Tang San?
This is truly a lose-lose situation; even the sect I founded is a disaster.
Like father, like son; just like Tang Hao betrayed the Clear Sky Sect.
"Of course, it wasn't ten thousand years before they finally realized it," Yin Hongye said calmly. He dared to say it, but he also dared not believe it.
Such an outrageous thing actually happened.
Could it be that, in order to protect Yu Xiaogang's pitiful reputation, it would be far too easy to cultivate a genius with Innate Full Soul Power and Twin Martial Souls into a god?
To highlight Yu Xiaogang's educational level?
Indeed, in that era, all living possessors of Twin Martial Souls became gods.
"Isn't this reaction time a bit too long? Ten thousand years! A whole ten thousand years!" Qian Renxue laughed speechlessly, then continued, "Did they only realize it after they've fallen into ruin?"
Yin Hongye shrugged, indicating his incomprehension. After a moment of silence, he continued, "Maybe it's to enhance Yu Xiaogang's achievements? For example, turning Blue Silver Grass into a god."
"But what's the truth? Tang San possesses Innate Full Soul Power, Twin Martial Souls— the Blue Silver Emperor and the Clear Sky Hammer. He's been at the Nuoding City Junior Soul Master Academy for so many years. Why didn't he choose someone else to teach him?"
But those outside the Heavenly Screen were even more speechless.
Twenty Thousand Years Ago.
Qian Daoliu, upon hearing these words in the Angel Temple, remained silent for a long while. "I thought about it," he said, "the Tang Sect took a full ten thousand years to decline; they were indeed incredibly wealthy."
It took a full ten thousand years.
They are incredibly wealthy.
On Sea God Island, Bo Saixi also heard these words. Leaning on her scepter, her beautiful eyes slightly furrowed, she said, "Tang San's Martial Soul is the Blue Silver Emperor, and he also has the Clear Sky Hammer. Does someone like that deserve to have Twin Martial Souls?"
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, but when she thought about how Tang San had worked so hard to build the Tang Sect, he had actually killed it all, her mood improved considerably.
At this moment, the entire Clear Sky Sect has been mobilized.
Each of the First Elder led a separate group, departing from the Clear Sky Sect's mountain gate, splitting into four routes to search for Tang Hao's whereabouts on the continent.
I have an idea: find Tang Hao.
I'll just kill him.
Even if he possesses 100,000-year Soul Ring, I will still kill him without hesitation.
"Dig a hole for me, even if you have to dig three feet into the ground, find Tang Hao!" The Seventh Elder stood outside the Clear Sky Sect's gate. "I refuse to believe that Tang Hao can hide in the sky."
Their search team had barely dispersed when they heard the message from the Heavenly Screen.
The development of the Tang Sect in the Douluo Continent has been revealed by some sources.
Tang San had been cultivating Blue Silver Grass for ten thousand years, but he still didn't understand what Martial Soul was, and he spent ten thousand years going down the wrong path.
It's a pig; its Martial Soul has been passed down through generations, constantly improving. Its strength should be enough to reach the Titled Douluo.
It seems this Blue Silver Grass is still useless.
The Seventh Elder stood there, stunned for a moment upon hearing these words, then burst into hearty laughter.
"Tang San and his father are practically identical, cut from the same mold." The Seventh Elder looked at the disciple beside him, his voice low and deep. "Tang Hao ruined his own sect and his own father back then, and Tang San is following in his footsteps, dragging the Tang Sect into a dead end."
"This father and son simply don't take the sect seriously."
"Seventh Elder, should we still look for Tang Hao?" a disciple asked.
"Find him, of course we should find him! Why not? We're looking for Tang Hao! I want to make him laugh at me to his face for having such a fine son!" the Seventh Elder said angrily.
Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong's face grew increasingly red, and her breathing became rapid.
What about protecting Yu Xiaogang's reputation?
It's definitely fake.
Fake.
"Xiao Gang isn't a piece of trash." Bibi Dong looked at the Heavenly Screen and spoke, her eyes burning with anger. "Even if he were trash, Xiao Gang could be taught to be a genius."
"His Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul are definitely useful. Tang San's ascension to godhood certainly owes a debt to him."
Her voice was shrill, "The descendants of the Tang Sect are at fault, what does it have to do with Guan Xiaogang?"
Of course, whether Tang San has Yu Xiaogang or not doesn't make much difference.
Like a goldfish that has lost its bicycle.
In the Heavenly Screen, the Dou Ling Empire surrendered quickly, and everyone was eager to grow potatoes and generate electricity.
After the fall of Heaven Dou City, the news spread like wildfire throughout the entire territory within days. Towns, garrisons, and powerful families along the way sent people one after another to deliver surrender documents.
Yin Hongye's eight hundred men swept across the coastline with almost no resistance along the way.
The defenses of the Dou Ling Continent were like clay chickens and earthenware dogs in the face of the Federation Army and powerful Soul Tool; they could be breached with a single blow.
"You really only have eight hundred people, yet you managed to conquer the entire Dou Ling Continent?" Qian Renxue asked.
"Is it that difficult? If you have the strength, just crush them. Mercy towards your opponent is cruelty towards yourself. I can't let my weapons become enemy fire."
Yin Hongye looked at the gradually established Prisoner-of-War Camp, his expression still calm. These soldiers were relatively normal, but how could those nobles have suffered like this?
Even if they resisted, Yin Hongye didn't care; no matter how loudly they screamed, it didn't matter.
The Federation had no intention of hiring them.
What they want are the resources of this land.
Instead of a group of greedy and useless nobles.
The Federation already has enough nobles; it doesn't need another ten or eight. They certainly don't want their interests to be shaken in the slightest.
In particular, even though they could have wiped them all out, they still had to take a share of the profits.
Who would want to?
Of course, the worst off was Yin Hongye, who was actually called a good person. They thought he was a saint for letting them work and then feeding them!
"I understand." Hearing these words, Qian Renxue felt that Yin Hongye was subtly talking about her again.
"Let's go back to the Federation." Yin Hongye said calmly, preparing to take Leng Yulai back and collect the Leng family's bounty.
Leng Yulai is worth a billion while alive, but less valuable now that she's dead.