Chapter 105. Tang Xiao: A man of ambition has no age.
"In my Spirit Hall, someone has died. No matter if that person was a peasant or an elder of the Spirit Hall, someone has to pay the price. This was done by the Haotian Sect, so the Haotian Sect has to pay the price in blood." Qian Xunji said.
"This is a war between my Spirit Hall and the Clear Sky Sect. It has nothing to do with your Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Sect, Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, and the Star Luo Empire. If you stand aside, then we can live in peace. But if you dare to stand on the side of the Clear Sky Sect, you are the enemy of my Spirit Hall. Think about it carefully. Can the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect afford to lose a sect leader and a Titled Douluo? And your Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Sect, it seems that you, Yu Yuanzhen, are the only Titled Douluo. Dai Tianfeng, don't mention the alliance between your Star Luo Empire and the Clear Sky Sect. It's as if your million-strong army is not here."
"You--" Qian Xunji's words made the scene quiet a lot. All forces had their own considerations. Tang Tian already knew that there was no room for compromise between the Clear Sky Sect and the Spirit Hall. He looked at the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Sect, which were the top three sects, as well as the Clear Sky Sect's ally, the Star Luo Empire.
However, to Tang Tian's disappointment, these same old foxes, who had, upon arriving, constantly claimed the Clear Sky Sect was their ally and the Upper Three Sects were allied, were now hesitant.
Ning Fengzhi, Yu Yuanzhen, Dai Tianfeng, and the others fell into deep thought, their own calculations taking shape. The Clear Sky Sect had three Titled Douluos. Including their own forces—Bone Douluo, White Tiger Douluo, and Thunder Douluo—even with Ning Fengzhi's boost, that was only the combat power of seven Titled Douluos. The Spirit Hall had eight Titled Douluos, and the Gatekeepers had four.
If these twelve Titled Douluos had bravely challenged the Spirit Hall, perhaps they would have a chance of forcing the Spirit Hall to retreat, preserving the Clear Sky Sect and maintaining the Upper Three Sects' ties of unity against the Spirit Hall.
But no one was sure whether Spirit Hall had deployed any other Titled Douluo besides the twelve. For example, where was Qian Daoliu? The Second, Third, and Fourth Priests hadn't been deployed.
If they didn't choose sides now, they wouldn't be drawn into the turmoil between the Haotian Sect and Spirit Hall. But if they did, and went to war with Spirit Hall, would they be able to protect themselves?
Everyone had a clear idea of the choice. Not only Dai Tianfeng and Yu Yuanzhen, but even Ning Fengzhi frowned.
Qian Xunji had truly posed a dilemma. Trapping them atop the Clear Sky Sect had also given them an opportunity. If they dared to support the Clear Sky Sect, they would be at war with the Spirit Hall. Regardless of the consequences of a war, regardless of whether the combined forces could defeat the Spirit Hall, they were now unable to escape. But if they chose not to side, the Clear Sky Sect's survival would be at stake, and the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect would seek to protect itself. Wouldn't that make the three sects' shared ties of kinship a joke?
Choosing the lesser of two evils, Ning Fengzhi finally stopped the enraged Gu Rong and remained silent.
While he valued the strategy of the three sects uniting to counter the growing might of the Spirit Hall, he wasn't ready to stake the sect's future on it.
Qian Xunji had anticipated this outcome. His alliance had often failed. When there were shared interests, everyone could unite, but when they didn't, the alliance fell apart.
Not to mention the Xingluo Empire and the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect, even the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, would they be willing to sacrifice their own interests for the Haotian Sect?
Qian Xunji first said to Ning Fengzhi, Yu Yuanzhen, and Dai Tianfeng, "I have to say, you made the right choice."
Qian Xunji looked at Tang Tian with amusement and said, "Tang Tian, these three sects are of the same blood, and the Haotian Sect and the Xingluo Empire have a long-lasting friendship. Now it seems like a joke!"
Dai Tianfeng, Ning Fengzhi, and Yu Yuanzhen's faces suddenly turned ugly when they heard Qian Xunji's words.
Tang Tian said, "Hmph, Qianxunji, there's no need to involve others in the matter between our Haotian Sect and your Spirit Hall."
Of course, that was true, but who knew what the Haotian Sect was thinking.
Qianxunji said, "Yes, there's no need to involve others. Okay, now it's time to settle this account between us. I won't settle Tang Hao's account with you, Haotian Sect. Even if the account from not long ago was a matter of fact, even if the man who died was a peasant, he was still a member of my Spirit Hall. In my opinion, their lives are more precious than the cheap lives of your Haotian Sect. Dare to kill one person from my Spirit Hall, and I will let three people from the Haotian Sect be buried with you. These three people can be ordinary Haotian Sect disciples, but they can also be said to be the heads of you, Sect Master Tangtian."
At the end, Qianxunji pointed his sword directly at Tang Tian and said.
"Qianxunji," Tang Xiao's eyes flashed red, and he panted heavily, "What qualifications do you have to point fingers at my father? You want my father to be buried with a bunch of peasants? Aren't you kidding me?"
"What qualifications do I have?" Qianxunji looked at Tang Xiao and said, "My father, Qian Daoliu, is of the same generation as your grandfather, Tang Chen. Tang Tian and I are of the same generation. You're a junior, so why are you butting in on what the adults are saying?"
"Ambition transcends age; a century without ambition is useless. Heroes are judged by their generation. My grandfather, my father, were such heroes. Even Qian Daoliu is worthy of being considered my grandfather's peer, and you are not worthy of being my father's peer. Qianxunji, don't rely on your numbers. I challenge you to a duel. Do you dare?" Tang Xiao raised the Clear Sky Hammer with a domineering attitude, aiming it directly at Qianxunji.
From the beginning, Qianxunji had restrained his strength, so that others still remembered him as the 95th-level Angel Douluo.
Even at level ninety-five, Qian Xunji was defeated by Haodi, a newly minted Titled Douluo, in a one-on-three situation. Tang Xiao wasn't a newly minted Titled Douluo anymore; he'd been a Titled Douluo for nearly a decade. A level ninety-four Titled Douluo was only one level behind Qian Xunji. Beating that worthless Pope Qian Xunji would be a piece of cake, wouldn't it?
"You want to challenge me?" Qian Xunji said playfully.
"Why, you don't dare?" Tang Xiao sneered, then said, "It seems my grandfather was right. You Qian family are indeed a bunch of cowards. Your father, Qian Daoliu, is a coward, and so are you."
At these words, everyone in the Spirit Hall glared in anger, especially Qianjun, Jiangmo, and Guangling, the three Spirit Hall priests. They had personally witnessed the battle between Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen.
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