When Ning Rongrong saw that her father had agreed, she immediately smiled broadly and excitedly chatted with Oscar, Zhu Zhuqing and others beside her, already looking forward to the upcoming Soul Hunting Journey.
Inside the flower hall, laughter and cheerful conversation filled the air. A small circle centered around Tang Feng, connecting the younger generation of various forces, became increasingly clear and cohesive during this banquet.
After the banquet ended, Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo Chen Xin bid farewell and left.
Oscar enthusiastically helped Ning Rongrong settle in within the sect. Ning Rongrong was specially arranged to share a courtyard with Zhu Zhuqing, which was both quiet and convenient for them to take care of each other.
Ning Rongrong was quite curious about the Clear Sky Sect's new, misty, and imposing base, while Zhu Zhuqing had already begun to calmly adjust her state in preparation for the upcoming trip to the Star Dou Great Forest.
The following day, Tang Jian and Ye Lingling's engagement ceremony was held as scheduled. The ceremony was not grand; instead, it was a warm family banquet held in Tang Lie's Tang Lie's courtyard, presided over by Tang Lie and Ye Qingxin.
In addition to the elders of both sides, younger generations such as Tang Feng, Oscar, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Dugu Yan were also invited to participate, creating a harmonious atmosphere.
During the meal, Tang Feng stood up, took out an exquisite jade box, walked to Tang Jian and Ye Lingling, and smiled, " Brother Jian, Sister Lingling, congratulations. This is a small gift from me, nothing more."
Tang Jian took the jade box and opened it. Inside was the 40,000-year-old power-type Left Leg Bone that Ning Fengzhi had given him yesterday.
" Little Feng, this... this is too precious!" Tang Jian quickly declined, knowing the value of this Soul Bone.
"Take it," Tang Feng said sincerely, Tang Jian's hand. "This Soul Bone is of the strength attribute, which suits you perfectly. The stronger you Brother Jian, the more confident you'll be in protecting Sister Lingling and contributing to the sect in the future. We're family, no need to stand on ceremony."
Ye Lingling's gaze towards Tang Feng held a touch more warmth and gratitude. Tang Lie and Ye Qingxin exchanged a glance and nodded slightly, quite satisfied with Tang Feng's generosity.
That night, under Tang Feng's protection, Tang Jian absorbed this high-quality Soul Bone in a quiet room.
The power of the Soul Bone gently merged into Tang Jian 'Tang Jian body, not only giving him a practical Soul Bone Skill, but also, as if by natural flow, helping Tang Jian's Soul Power, which was already at the peak of level 48, to successfully break through to level 50!
Five days later, as dawn broke, the thin mist over Cloud Mist Mountain had not yet completely dissipated, shrouding the majestic mountain gate in a hazy veil.
On the open ground in front of the mountain gate, nine young yet imposing figures had already assembled and stood solemnly.
The initial formation of this team, spearheaded by Tang Feng, centered around the Clear Sky Sect, and incorporating allies and partners, is complete. The lineup is as follows:
Tang Feng, seventeen and a half years old, level sixty-five, Power Attack System Battle Soul Emperor;
Dugu Yan, 22 years old, level 57, Control System and Power Attack System Battle Soul King;
Ye Lingling, nineteen and a half years old, level 52, Healing System Soul King;
Tang Jian, 20 years old, level 50, Power Attack System Battle Soul King;
Zhu Zhuqing, 15 years old, level 50, Agility Attack System Battle Soul King;
Oscar, seventeen years old, level 47, Food System and Power Attack System Battle Soul Ancestor;
Ning Rongrong, 15 years old, level 40, Auxiliary System Soul Ancestor;
Tai Long, 19 years old, level 40, Power Attack System Battle Soul Ancestor;
Bai Chenxiang, thirteen years old, level 30, Agility Attack System Soul Elder;
Tai Long and Bai Chenxiang had just broken through and needed Soul Ring, so Tang Feng took the initiative to invite them to go out and train together. Niu Zhen was sent by Niu Gao to handle some engineering matters and was not at the sect during this time.
This team is well-rounded in both offense and defense, possessing a full range of abilities including control, healing, support, strong attacks, and agile attacks, making them incredibly powerful. If Niu Zhen returns, his defensive capabilities will make them even more invincible.
Tang Feng strongly declined the sect's offer to arrange for someone to protect them, not wanting everyone to feel dependent on him, which would defeat the purpose of their training. Moreover, with his current strength, he could fight anyone below the Titled Douluo.
Tang Feng guessed that the sect would definitely send elders to secretly follow them, since these people were the future of the sect, and no one would feel at ease leaving them alone. Tang Feng felt that as long as it didn't interfere with everyone, he didn't bother with it.
With everyone present, the group of nine people, in two carriages, sped off towards the Star Dou Great Forest.
On the very night that Tang Feng and the others left, as darkness fell, Shrek Academy, which had been bustling with activity during the day due to its student recruitment drive, finally fell silent.
The moonlight was partially obscured by layers of clouds, casting only a dim halo on the stone path in the courtyard.
Two dark figures, blending seamlessly into the night and almost indistinguishable from the shadows, silently swept across the outer wall of the academy and arrived at the door of Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong's private room in the back mountain of the academy.
One of the more burly figures in black simply flicked his fingers and tapped the door three times in a specific rhythm.
A series of hurried, slightly unsteady footsteps came from inside the room. The door was suddenly pulled open, revealing Yu Xiaogang's face, which looked even more haggard and sunken than it had been a few months ago.
When Yu Xiaogang saw the two people standing outside the door who had pulled off their black face coverings, he was struck dumb, and the manuscript paper in his hand fluttered to the ground.
"A mistress... Little San?!" Yu Xiaogang's voice was dry and trembling, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.
Yu Xiaogang's gaze swept over Tang San's entire body, confirming that Tang San's limbs were intact, followed by immense grief and the ecstatic joy of having regained what he had lost.
He took a sudden step forward, reached out with trembling hands, and tightly embraced the still somewhat weak Tang San, sobbing, "It's good that you're back... it's good that you're back..."
After a long while, Yu Xiaogang finally calmed down. He released Tang San, led them into the room, and asked anxiously, " Little San, how... how are you feeling? Those beasts from the Spirit Hall, they..."
Yu Xiaogang's gaze unconsciously drifted to Tang San's hands, as if he wanted to see the familiar Blue Silver Grass or Clear Sky Hammer.
Tang San's face appeared even paler in the dim light. He spoke with difficulty, his voice hoarse, "Teacher, I'm not seriously injured; my father saved me in time. But... the Clear Sky Hammer..."
Tang San paused, as if using all his strength to utter the next words, "I can sense its presence, but I can't summon it. It... seems to have fallen silent, or rather... suffered extremely severe injuries."
"Unable to summon? Trauma?!" Yu Xiaogang's eyes, which had just begun to light up, instantly dimmed, replaced by a panic that felt like the sky was falling.
Yu Xiaogang staggered backward, bumping into the edge of the table behind him with a loud bang.
"Impossible... How could this be... Twin Martial Souls, Clear Sky Hammer... That's the most perfect one in my theory..."
Yu Xiaogang was incoherent, as if his lifelong pursuit and the opportunity to prove himself had been completely extinguished at this moment, and his haggard face was contorted with extreme pain.
" Grandmaster!" Tang Hao, who had been standing silently in the shadows with a heavier aura than usual, spoke in a low voice, "Now is not the time to give up. We risked our lives to return, firstly to let you know we're safe and put your mind at ease, and secondly..."
Tang Hao looked at Yu Xiaogang, his eyes sharp, "You pride yourself on being Grandmaster of theory, well-read, and knowledgeable. I ask you, have you ever heard of any method to repair a damaged Martial Soul Origin, especially Tool Martial Soul?"
Yu Xiaogang Tang Hao's shout barely pulled Yu Xiaogang back to his senses from his dazed state.
He leaned on the table, breathing heavily, his mind racing, frantically searching for memories.
Forced into a corner, he suddenly recalled some of the cultivation methods of Evil Soul Master recorded in the secret files of the Spirit Hall. Those "possibilities" that violated human ethics and morality and which he had temporarily put aside resurfaced like Venomous Serpent from the depths of his memory.
Yu Xiaogang's eyes became extremely complex, flickering between clarity and madness.
After a full cup of tea's time, he finally spoke in an extremely dry voice, "The method... is not theoretically impossible."
Yu Xiaogang avoided the suddenly sharp gazes of Tang Hao and his son, saying, "The Martial Soul Origin is inextricably linked to the life and soul of Soul Master. Damage to it is like the foundation of life being destroyed. Ordinary medicines cannot repair this fundamental deficiency."
Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath, as if making a decision, and lowered his voice, carrying an unsettling eeriness. "To 'complete' it, theoretically there are two extremely dangerous, almost... heretical paths."