"What? Let Shan'er go? Won't that be too dangerous? Even Grandpa couldn't escape, how can Shan'er, a mere Spirit Elder, succeed?"
Tang Xiao was somewhat worried. After all, if Tang Shan was also gone, and his eldest son Tang San didn't acknowledge him, he would truly become a lonely old man, aside from Yun'er.
"Haha, don't worry. When Senior Tang Chen left, he saw that my father was upright and left behind a divine item for my father to keep."
Saying that, Qian Xunfeng took out an Immortal Herb that had been specially modified. After consuming it, one could directly possess Spirit Emperor cultivation, but their cultivation would not advance an inch, and after a year of stabilization, their cultivation would decline daily.
Until finally, they would become an ordinary person.
As for whether this was too ruthless, Qian Xunfeng didn't care at all. After all, he had inquired about Tang Shan's character—a second-generation scion who only knew how to eat, drink, and be merry, and force good people into prostitution.
Allowing him to be a part of his plan was already giving him Face.
"What? There's actually such a thing?"
At this moment, Tang Xiao completely believed Qian Xunfeng's words. He immediately took the modified Immortal Herb from Qian Xunfeng's hand with utmost care, as if it were a priceless treasure.
Feeling the vigorous medicinal power emanating from the Immortal Herb, a hint of greed flashed in Tang Xiao's eyes, but then Qian Xunfeng's voice echoed in his ears.
"Sect Master Tang, you are already old. Eating this Immortal Herb won't do much good. It's better to give it to Tang Shan. If he becomes a god, he can bring people to the God Realm and enjoy eternal life."
After hearing Qian Xunfeng's words, Tang Xiao forcefully suppressed the greed in his heart and put away the Immortal Herb. He was even more grateful to Qian Xunfeng, shedding tears of gratitude.
"Thank you, Supreme Pontiff, for informing me. Otherwise, I would probably still be kept in the dark."
Tang Xiao said, his expression filled with indignation, but when he thought of his son having the potential to become a god, he couldn't help but let out a joyful laugh.
Seeing this, Qian Xunfeng didn't pay any more attention, letting Tang Xiao slowly immerse himself in the future. He wouldn't have good days from now on.
Tang Xiao also walked out of the lounge.
Returning to the Dou Hun Arena, Ning Fengzhi, who was nearby, cast a puzzled look, wanting to know what Qian Xunfeng had just discussed with Tang Xiao that made Tang Xiao so happy.
However, just as he was about to stand up and inquire, he saw Qian Xunfeng glance over, then casually avert his gaze.
That look was like looking at trash, giving Ning Fengzhi a strong sense of shame. His face instantly flushed, as if it had been smeared with a layer of red dye.
He then suppressed the discomfort in his heart and sat back down, his eyes filled with indignation.
"Damn Spirit Hall! When our three Sects and two nations unite, there will be no place for your Spirit Hall on the continent!"
Thinking this, Ning Fengzhi clenched his fists.
All of Ning Fengzhi's changes were seen by Qian Xunfeng.
Seeing Ning Fengzhi like this, Qian Xunfeng sneered. After absorbing Ning Rongrong's Dark Side, the current Ning Fengzhi was truly foolish beyond belief.
"But I wonder what kind of expression Ning Fengzhi will have when Ning Rongrong calls me 'Daddy' in front of everyone."
Thinking of Ning Rongrong calling him 'Daddy' after the competition, Qian Xunfeng couldn't help but laugh out loud.
For some reason, he just liked seeing Ning Fengzhi, that troublemaker, look distraught.
...
At this moment, in the Thunder Academy's lounge.
Because the Upper Three Sects and the Lower Four Sects would all send people to watch the All-Continent Soul Master Competition to see the performance of their younger generations.
As the only one of the Lower Four Sects with a Title Douluo, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was naturally no exception. However, this time, the leader was Yu Xiaogang's uncle, Yu Luomian.
At this moment, Yu Xiaogang was standing at the entrance of the Thunder Academy's lounge, pacing back and forth, not daring to enter.
Because he didn't dare to directly Face Yu Luomian. Due to experiences from earlier years, he was both startled and afraid of this uncle.
But this one truly didn't tolerate him at all, wishing he could beat him to death.
Just as Yu Xiaogang was foolishly standing outside the door, a quarrel and the sound of breaking porcelain came from inside the room.
After a while, the room became quiet.
"Yu Xiaogang, you Waste, get in here!"
A loud voice suddenly came, startling Yu Xiaogang, who was eavesdropping outside the door.
His body trembled, his foot slipped, and he instantly fell to the ground. Then he scrambled to his feet and dejectedly pushed open the door.
Yu Xiaogang's legs were weak. He leaned against the wall and walked into the room, a rare hint of fear showing in his lifeless eyes.
Finally, his somewhat dry and pale mouth opened and closed, and he weakly called out:
"Second Uncle."
"You Waste who has been expelled from the family register, what right do you have to call me Second Uncle? Is 'Second Uncle' something you can call?"
Yu Luomian looked at Yu Xiaogang and directly slapped him, sending the already timid Yu Xiaogang flying to the ground.
"Didn't I tell you to stay away from Erlong? Why are you back again? Do you believe I'll break your Waste legs?"
Looking at Yu Xiaogang, who was slapped to the ground with half his face swollen, Yu Luomian showed no affection, his words sharp, calling him a Waste repeatedly.
"Second Uncle, I didn't come this time for Erlong. I'm no longer interested in Erlong. As long as you're willing to help me with this, I will never have any interaction with Liu Erlong again in this life."
Seeing Yu Luomian about to strike again, Yu Xiaogang instinctively recoiled a few steps, hugging his head with both hands and hunching his body.
His voice came from his curled-up body, which made Yu Luomian, who was in a fit of rage, laugh in anger. He cursed, "Yu Xiaogang, you really are a coward! Calling you a Waste is an overstatement, hmph."
Seeing Yu Xiaogang like this, Liu Erlong quickly blocked in front of him and condemned Yu Luomian, "Yu Luomian, Xiao Gang is not a Waste!"
With a cold snort, Yu Luomian looked at Liu Erlong and said casually, "Now, are you joining Thunder Academy as a teacher, or are you coming back to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan? Choose one."
"I!"
Liu Erlong was about to retort when she heard Yu Luomian's threatening words.
"If you act willfully again, I will beat Yu Xiaogang, that Waste, to death today. Now, just be an honest teacher at Thunder Academy. If you pull any more stunts, I'll beat Yu Xiaogang to death on the spot."
After all, she was his daughter, and his heart softened. After saying that, he snorted coldly, pushed Liu Erlong aside, and looked at Yu Xiaogang, who had just gotten up.
"Second Uncle, stop hitting! I swear I will never have any interaction with Liu Erlong again in my life. If I break this oath, may I be struck by lightning!"
Seeing Yu Luomian's fierce expression, Yu Xiaogang quickly conceded, no longer possessing any Grandmaster demeanor; he was clearly just a clown.
To save his own life, he could only make Liu Erlong suffer a bit.
"Good that you know. It's fine for Tang San and the others to join Thunder Academy, but they can no longer use the title Shrek Seven Devils. They can only be called the Thunder Reserve Team."
Seeing Yu Xiaogang so spineless, Yu Luomian lost the desire to lecture him and said coldly.
"Yes, yes, yes."
Seeing that there was still a chance for Tang San and the others to participate in the competition, Yu Xiaogang didn't care about any conditions and quickly agreed.
As for Tang San's Face, what did it have to do with him, Yu Xiaogang? It was already good enough that they could compete.