95Chapter 95 Tang Clan, traitor?
Donghai City, Donghai College.
In Wu Changkong's office.
The afterglow of the setting sun coming in through the window stretched the figure of this cold and arrogant male god into a slender shape, but could not dispel the unresolved depression between his brows.
On the soul guide screen in front of him, Tang Wulin's latest physical data report was clearly displayed:
Soul power level: twenty-two.
Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass, Clear Sky Hammer.
"Twin martial spirits, Blue Silver Grass and Clear Sky Hammer, and the last name is Tang..."
Wu Zhangkong's mumbling voice created ripples in the silence, and his fingertips unconsciously slid across the screen.
A trace of extremely complex recollection and doubt flashed across the depths of his eyes.
"So similar to Tang San's ancestor from 20,000 years ago... Is this fate?"
This talent and this surname should be the treasure that the Tang Clan desires most.
If it were in the past, he would have brought this young man into the Tang Sect without hesitation and treated him as his own.
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But now...
An indescribable feeling of regret and self-mockery came to my mind.
Because he was with the daughter of a high-ranking official in the Spirit Pagoda, rumors had been circulating within the Tang Sect that he had been planning to betray the sect for a long time.
But there has been no evidence.
In addition, he personally intervened to prevent the Tang Sect members from carrying out their special mission in Tianhai City. Recalling the other party's suspicion of him and their lack of trust, he also remembered the heavy olive branch of absolute trust that Leng Yulai had handed to him on behalf of the Spirit Pagoda.
The Spirit Pagoda might have its dark side, but at least there, he felt the respect for power itself and relatively pure recruitment, rather than the suffocating factional struggles and unscrupulous means within the Tang Sect.
"well."
An almost inaudible sigh escaped his lips. Wu Changkong raised his hand and pressed hard on his throbbing temple with his long, powerful knuckles.
The chaotic thoughts were like tangled vines, strangling him and making him mentally exhausted.
"Tap, tap, tap."
The sudden and regular knocks on the door were like cold stones dropped into stagnant water, instantly tensing Wu Changkong's nerves.
"Enter."
He said in a deep voice, his voice was cold as usual, his eyes shot sharply towards the door.
But there was no response from outside the door.
Only the knocking sound was still heard, neither fast nor slow, with a heart-pounding, rigid rhythm, repeating stubbornly.
Something is wrong.
Wu Zhangkong's pupils suddenly contracted, and his powerful mental power stretched out towards the door like an invisible tentacle.
However, just as his mental power was about to touch the door...
"Bang!"
The solid alloy door panel was like a fragile piece of paper, suddenly blasted open from the outside to the inside by a huge force.
Amidst the flying debris, three figures wearing dark blue suits with the Tang Clan's unique "Tang" emblem embroidered on their chests walked into the office.
The leader had a face as cold as iron, eyes indifferent, and held a token high in his hand.
"Little Changkong of the East Sea." The leader's voice was as cold and hard as an ice pick, carrying an unquestionable tone of judgment. "You deliberately obstructed Tang Sect members from carrying out their special mission in Tianhai City. The evidence is irrefutable, and headquarters has ruled this an act of treason!"
The patterns on the token glowed with a sinister luster in the dim light.
"According to the Tang Clan Criminal Court's arrest warrant, bring him to justice immediately!"
The man flicked his wrist, stowed the token away, and fixed his cold gaze on Wu Zhangkong's face.
"Give up resistance and follow us. Otherwise...you will bear the consequences."
"Arrest warrant? Betrayal?"
Wu Zhangkong stood up suddenly, his upright figure like a sword drawn from its sheath. A biting cold air instantly spread around him, and the temperature in the office dropped sharply.
Deep in his eyes, there was shock, anger, and the long-suppressed humiliation and fighting spirit that was completely ignited.
"What a Tang Sect! What a consequence you will suffer!"
"I, Wu Zhangkong, have a clear conscience and have never done anything to let the Tang Sect down."
Wu Zhangkong said sternly.
"Instead, it's you who repeatedly challenge the Tang Sect's bottom line..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Sky Frost Sword appeared in Wu Changkong's hand.
"You are the ones who betrayed the Tang Sect."
At the same time, in Class Zero's dormitory area, Tang Wulin's room.
There was also a knock on the door.
"Who is it?"
Tang Wulin opened the door suspiciously. Outside stood two middle-aged men, both dressed in dark blue Tang Sect attire, with formal, condescending smiles on their faces.
"I guess you are classmate Tang Wulin." One of them spoke, his voice calm but with an air of urgency that could not be refused.
He directly showed the same Tang Sect emblem as the one that arrested Wu Changkong.
"We are the special envoys of the Tang Sect Headquarters. Your talent, especially your second martial spirit, has attracted great attention from the headquarters."
"Now, we formally invite you to join the Tang Sect."
Tang Wulin was stunned by this sudden news.
Join the Tang Sect?
That behemoth sect that was said to be founded by the Sea God Tang San?
At this moment, Tang San's mind, watching the news from the outside world, suddenly became excited:
"Wulin, it's the Tang Sect! The Tang Sect is here to take you away!"
"Hurry up and agree, this is the best time for you to return to the sect."
"Only by returning to the Tang Sect can I better guide you and train you into a truly powerful warrior!"
Tang San's excitement almost broke through his sea of consciousness.
However, Tang Wulin's brows furrowed slightly.
He recalled that when he was six years old, because he did not have federal coins to buy a soul, the Soul Pagoda gave him a benefit and sponsored him with a high-quality hundred-year soul for free.
Also at the Tianhai Alliance, Tang Wulin was determined to take the entrance exam for the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy, and to work inside the Soul Pagoda in the future.
Both he and his father Tang Ziran were very happy to see Tang Wulin working at the Spirit Pagoda.
That's a stable, lifelong job with many benefits, and it's also beneficial for children from ordinary families like him.
"My apologies, seniors." Tang Wulin took a deep breath and bowed slightly. His tone was polite yet contained an undeniable distance. "Thank you very much for the Tang Sect's appreciation of your kindness."
"But I have accepted the funding from the Spirit Pagoda and decided to apply to the Sun-Moon Royal Spirit Master Academy. I also hope to serve the Spirit Pagoda in the future. Currently, I have no plans to join any other organization."
"What?! Are you crazy, Wu Lin!" Tang San's consciousness in his mind was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, instantly becoming sharp and piercing, filled with incredible rage.
"That's the Tang Sect, your roots, and your father's legacy!"
"You can't help but go to the Tang Sect, Wulin. Only there can you inherit everything I have!"
Tang Wulin groaned, his face instantly turned pale as paper, his body shook uncontrollably, and fine beads of cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.
An indescribable, intense pain that came from the depths of the soul erupted without warning.
It was as if countless steel needles were piercing his brain at the same time, and as if an invisible hand was tightly grasping his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe.
What's wrong with me?