Arrival in Heaven Dou City
Heaven Dou City, an ancient city with a history of ten thousand years, was once the capital of the Heaven Dou Empire and remains one of the most prosperous cities on the continent.
Although the Tang Sect's nominal headquarters is located in Shrek City, the Tang Sect's place of origin is in Heaven Dou City —the place where Tang San, the founder of the Tang Sect, started his career, and the true birthplace of the Tang Sect's spirit.
Therefore, for the Tang Sect, the most important thing is actually the Heaven Dou City branch.
Zang Xin, as the person in charge, also spends most of his time here.
Moreover, according to Qi Ji, the underground of Heaven Dou City has been almost completely hollowed out by the Tang Sect. The network of secret underground fortifications and warehouses is interconnected and is said to be able to accommodate tens of thousands of people for a long time, making it a true "underground kingdom".
Speaking of digging tunnels, Qi Ji couldn't help but think of an organization— the Holy Spirit Cult.
Doesn't the Holy Spirit Cult in Douluo II also like digging holes?
If the speculation that "the Holy Emperor of the Holy Spirit Cult is Buddha Lord Tang" is true, then this tunneling technique is indeed a continuous lineage—from the Tang Sect to the Holy Spirit Cult, from Tang San to the Holy Emperor, the tradition of underground engineering has been passed down from generation to generation.
However... in Qi Ji's memory, there was another organization that liked to dig holes, and that organization was called the Body Sect.
Unfortunately, the Body Sect is indeed in a state of decline.
The fundamental reason is that Huo Zhongxian kept the Secret of the Body to himself. Although the Body Sect developed some new techniques during the Douluo Dalu III: The Legend of the Dragon King, the high difficulty of cultivation made it difficult to pass them on.
The current sect leader Mu Ye, is obsessed with mecha, even fusing his Soul Spirit with the mecha, which prevents him from breaking through to the Super Douluo.
The two Soul Master with the highest Body Sect are Hu Jie, the victim of a love triangle and the head of the Tang Sect on the Star Luo Continent, and Han Tianyi, one of the deputy tower masters of the Spirit Pagoda.
It's quite pathetic that a once formidable force that rivaled Shrek and Illustrious Virtue Hall has fallen to this state.
To be honest, Qi Ji had also considered the Body Sect path, since not only could he learn the Body Sect's secret techniques to strengthen his physical body, but he could also connect with Zhen Hua along the way.
But after thinking about it again, I decided against it. As for Zhen Hua, the Blacksmith Association is essentially a member of the Federation, and Zhen Hua, as the president, is also a member of the Federation. Therefore, Qi Ji and he are family, and there is no need to go through the Body Sect to make connections.
Moreover, Zhen Hua wouldn't refuse to forge metal for Qi Ji. He could use Zhen Hua's metal in the early stages, and later, once Tang Wuling's level increased, he could have her Heavenly Forging for him. Wouldn't that be wonderful?
As for the Body Sect's stuff... to be honest, he really didn't care about something that only had a God-Level physical body at its limit.
His foundation is too strong; he could easily break through to the God-Level with continued practice. Why bother with all that effort?
And most importantly— the Immaculate Golden Body is achieved through virginity training.
Let Qi Ji practice the Boyhood Kung Fu? How could that be... He was planning to wait until Xu Xiaoyan, Tang Wuling, and Gu Yuena were a bit older before openly practicing CCB.
Dragons are inherently lewd, how dare you prevent Qi Ji from using CCB? You've already committed suicide!
Therefore, over the years, Qi Ji has had no contact with these two "must-eat lists for fan fiction" and has been focusing on his own path.
Now that he has arrived in this quaint city, Qi Ji couldn't help but think of these things again.
However, he quickly put those irrelevant thoughts aside and focused his attention back on the task at hand.
The Tang Sect's address is easy to find. After all, the Heaven Dou Empire's reward to Tang San was quite generous—that magnificent complex built against the mountain remains one of the most prominent landmarks in Heaven Dou City even after ten thousand years.
From afar, the Tang Sect's mountain gate stands halfway up the mountain, with gray stone steps winding upwards. Ancient cypress trees on both sides reach for the sky, their gnarled and vigorous branches like loyal guardians protecting this road.
Above the mountain gate hangs a huge plaque with the two characters "Tang Sect" written on it. The characters are powerful and magnificent. It is said that it was written by Tang San himself, and it remains clear even after ten thousand years of wind and rain.
Of course, Qi Ji knew this was nonsense, after all, the Tang Sect had even had its mountain gate taken away by someone before.
The Tang Sect's location in Heaven Dou City is even a famous tourist attraction, drawing large numbers of visitors every day who come to take photos outside the mountain gate.
Qi Ji traveled alone today, concealing himself and disguising himself as an ordinary tourist. He took a bus to "Tang Sect Station".
He climbed the mountain with many ordinary tourists, walking step by step up the stone steps. The tourists took pictures and chatted as they walked, while Qi Ji walked quietly in the crowd, not attracting attention.
The ancient cypress trees on both sides cast dappled shadows, and occasionally a mountain breeze would blow by, bringing the scent of earth and grass.
When they reached the halfway point of the mountain, Qi Ji turned left at an intersection that was easily overlooked by ordinary people, and entered a side path that was not open to the public.
The side path was narrower, with dense green bamboo planted on both sides. The bamboo leaves rustled in the wind, as if they were whispering some secret.
After walking along the side path for a while and turning several corners, we arrived at the inner entrance of the Tang Sect.
"Hello, I have an appointment."
Qi Ji approached the front desk, removed his disguise, and revealed a face recognized throughout the Federation and those signature golden dragon eyes.
The receptionist was indeed very professional. She only paused slightly when she saw him before quickly regaining her professional smile, nodding, and continuing to interact with him.
"Hello, Mr. Qi Ji. The Vice Sect Master has been waiting for quite some time in the private room inside."
The receptionist's voice was calm and polite.
"Yes, thank you for your hard work."
Qi Ji nodded, giving a noncommittal reply, and then, guided by the receptionist, walked through several corridors.
The moment I opened the door, a Qing Ya aroma of tea wafted out.
The room was small, but decorated in a simple yet exquisite style. On the wall hung a traditional Chinese ink painting of mountains shrouded in mist, with a waterfall cascading down the mountainside, creating a scene of profound tranquility.
A rosewood tea table sits in front of the painting, its surface grained with natural, flowing lines, clearly made of high-quality, aged wood.
The tea set on the table was clearly carefully selected. The body of the purple clay teapot was as warm and smooth as jade, and the thin-walled teacups gleamed with a translucent luster under the sunlight streaming through the window. Each piece exuded a warm and mellow texture that had been sculpted over time.
There is an old plum tree in the courtyard outside the window. Although it is not yet the flowering season, its branches are already gnarled and vigorous, showing a strong and dignified character.
A kind-looking, middle-aged man with long hair, dressed in a white robe, was sitting behind a tea table, holding a purple clay teapot and slowly pouring clear tea into a teacup.
When he saw Qi Ji enter, a gentle smile immediately bloomed on his face. The smile carried the warmth and appreciation of an elder looking at a younger person, as if he were truly waiting for a long-lost junior to come as a guest.
"Wow—what a young hero!"
The middle-aged man in the white robe smiled, put down the teapot, and waved to Qi Ji: "Please sit down, please sit down. I've been waiting for you for quite some time now!"
Qi Ji thought to himself, "This must be the Passionate Douluo — Zang Xin."