Tang Chen narrowed his eyes.
"I've considered that too. Just who could possess such heaven-defying abilities?"
Tang Xiao said:
"It must be Spirit Hall. Those people from Spirit Hall might have been watching the match too. Besides, if it weren't for Su Mu from Spirit Hall, we wouldn't have lost at all, and Haozi wouldn't have been elbowed by a mere Soul Grandmaster."
In Tang Xiao's mind, he had already blamed Su Mu for everything that had gone wrong this time.
Without Su Mu's interference, Haozi would never have suffered so badly.
When had their Clear Sky Sect ever been so humiliated or aggrieved?
So it was only natural to blame Su Mu.
"No one other than Su Mu could have done it."
Tang Chen spoke with firm conviction.
"I, Tang Chen, will remember this grudge. One day, I will repay it a hundredfold."
A day later, Su Mu and the others returned to Spirit Hall.
"Hahaha! My wonderful disciple is finally back! Your teacher missed you terribly."
When Qian Xunji saw Su Mu return, he eagerly went over to greet him.
Su Mu held out an arm. "Stop right there. Teacher, do you have another favor to ask of me?"
Qian Xunji smiled awkwardly and stopped approaching Su Mu, looking somewhat embarrassed. "There really is something."
Su Mu sighed. "I knew it. Go on, what is it?"
Qian Xunji said earnestly:
"I made a bet with the Great Enshrined that you could definitely perform a Self Martial Soul Fusion Skill. If I lose, I have to say, 'I'm inferior to the Great Enshrined,' in front of everyone in the Pope's Palace.
"You know your teacher hates losing, so I don't want to lose this bet. If I win, I'll get to have the upper hand over the Great Enshrined