Chapter 371: The Soul Masters from Tiandou Empire Enter Haotian Sect
That evening, Tang San's meditation was interrupted by a knock on the door. When he opened it, he found Tang Xiao standing there. Tang San respectfully welcomed him in.
"Uncle."
"How's your training progress lately?"
Tang Xiao led Tang San to the waterfall in the southern valley of the sect. After demonstrating the training methods a few times, he let Tang San train on his own. He told Tang San that if there were any questions, he could always ask him. This visit was essentially to check on Tang San's progress.
"Uncle, I can now strike forty-nine blows under the waterfall with the Rainstorm Hammer. The technique is getting harder the more I practice. I can clearly feel that my progress has slowed down."
"Yes, that's normal. Don't worry too much. With your talent, you'll master the Rainstorm Hammer in no time. After that, we can move on to the next stage of training."
"Yes, Uncle."
"You must remember, the waterfall training is meant to build your explosive power and stability. Don't try to cut corners and finish the task quickly."
Tang Xiao warned Tang San seriously, worried that his nephew might try to use shortcuts to hasten the completion of the training in order to begin the Haotian Ultimate Techniques. Tang San had never considered such a thing and nodded without hesitation.
"I understand, Uncle. A tall building rises from the ground. If the foundation isn't solid, it doesn't matter how fast the building goes up."
"Good. I'm glad you understand this."
Upon hearing Tang San's words, Tang Xiao smiled with satisfaction, planning to leave and let his nephew rest. However, just as he reached the door, Tang San called him.
Turning back, Tang Xiao looked at his nephew, who seemed hesitant, unsure of what he wanted to ask.
"Little San, if there's something on your mind, just tell me. Did Elder Tang Lie's branch of the family cause you trouble?"
Tang San shook his head. In the nearly half a month he had spent at Haotian Sect, the descendants of Tang Lie, led by Tang Xian, had indeed caused him some trouble, but he had handled it on his own using his methods. He understood why they disliked him—his father, Tang Hao, had been killed by his own father, Tang Xiao. However, Tang San didn't hold any grudges, nor did he plan on escalating things or reporting it to Tang Xiao. After all, it was just a minor conflict between the younger generation.
"No, Uncle. What I wanted to say is..."
Seeing Tang San hesitating, Tang Xiao frowned.
"Little San, if something is bothering you, just say it. Don't be so formal with me."
"Sigh... Maybe I'm overthinking it, but I feel like there's something wrong with the Soul Master team from Tiandou Empire that arrived today."
"Oh? What's wrong?"
Tang Xiao was slightly startled. He hadn't considered this possibility, as the Spirit Hall had already occupied all of his attention.
"I can't put my finger on it, but something feels off."
Hearing Tang San's uncertainty, Tang Xiao felt a bit relieved. He assumed this was just his nephew being overly cautious, especially considering he had been to the City of Slaughter. It was normal for him to be wary of strangers.
"Little San, even if the Tiandou Royal Family has ideas about us, they won't make a move at this moment. If they did, they would only be helping Spirit Hall. They're even more wary of Spirit Hall than we are, so they definitely won't stir up any trouble now. Don't worry."
Although Tang San still had a bad feeling in his heart, he had no evidence to back it up. Moreover, his guess might not be correct. If he angered the Tiandou Soul Masters and damaged the alliance, he would become a traitor to Haotian Sect.
"Yes, Uncle. I'm just overthinking things. I'll focus on my training."
"Good."
After leaving Tang San's residence, Tang Xiao didn't think much about the matter. As he had said, he was certain that even if Tiandou Empire wouldn't offer help, they wouldn't interfere in such a critical moment. Since they had sent soldiers to Haotian Sect to express their stance against Spirit Hall, there was no deception.
Even if these people were problematic, Tang Xiao didn't think two Soul Douluo-led teams could pose a threat to Haotian Sect.
A few days later, the major elders of Spirit Hall, along with Qian Jun and Jiang Mo, also arrived at the Tiandou Imperial Palace. Upon seeing Yue Guan, Gui Mei, and others, Qian Renxue smiled faintly, but when she saw Jiang Mo and Qian Jun, she was taken aback. These two were unexpected.
"Sixth Grandpa, Seventh Grandpa, why did you come too?"
"Haha, it seems like Xue'er doesn't want to see us. Should we leave?"
"Cough, cough."
Qian Renxue's face turned slightly red, and she coughed lightly to signal Qian Jun and Jiang Mo to leave her some face. After all, she was now the ruler of a country, and she would soon need to command the other five Title Douluo to attack Haotian Sect. If these two old men kept making jokes, how could she maintain her authority?
The two old men, realizing what Qian Renxue meant, restrained their playful expressions and moved aside, planning to leave the matter for later.
Xue'er secretly sighed in relief, thinking that the two old grandpas still understood the big picture. She then turned to the other five Title Douluo with a serious face.
"The purpose of this mission, I'm sure the Pope has already explained to you. Now let's discuss the specific plan for attacking Haotian Sect."
"Miss, isn't it enough to just launch a direct assault? We have seven Title Douluo here."
Mo Xiong's blunt words caused Qian Renxue to roll her eyes. Was he really suggesting a direct assault? She hadn't forgotten how her father died. Although Bibi Dong had delivered the final blow, without Tang Hao's strike, that woman wouldn't have found the opportunity.
"Haotian Sect has a secret technique that can temporarily increase combat power several times. While the aftereffects are severe, a direct assault could result in huge losses, even—"
At this point, Qian Renxue gave Mo Xiong a deep look, her meaning clear. Even he might end up on the casualty list.
Mo Xiong, understanding her implication, widened his eyes in disbelief and said, "That's impossible! Doesn't Haotian Sect only have Tang Xiao as a Title Douluo left? How could the other Soul Douluo hurt me, Old Bear?"
"Hmph, who told you Haotian Sect only has Tang Xiao left as a Title Douluo? After the events of decades ago, they've understood the importance of absolute power. All of them, fueled by hatred, have been diligently training. Now they have no less than five Title Douluo-level experts, plus that power-enhancing secret technique."
"Now, do you still think a direct assault is a good idea?"
Upon hearing that Haotian Sect had several Title Douluo, the eyes of everyone in the room shrank. They hadn't known this and were now realizing the gravity of the situation. Qian Renxue wasn't the type to make such things up, so they had to reconsider the costs of attacking Haotian Sect.
"Since Miss has said this, I assume you have a countermeasure? Why don't you tell us your plan?"
Ling Yuan, who wasn't foolish enough to think of the strategy herself, smiled and asked Qian Renxue.
(END CHAPTER)
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