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Chapter 41 - Golden Lotus Blooms

The leaves were falling, and the cold frost was about to arrive.

Time had passed by so carelessly.

One day.

Deep in the mountains, more than a hundred kilometers away from Heaven Dou City.

A golden lotus drew an arc through the air, finally colliding with a massive rock.

The instant the golden lotus struck the rock.

From the center of the golden lotus, a ruby-like object emitted an eerie red glow.

"Ding~"

A crisp, melodious sound echoed through the wilderness, like a jade bead falling onto a jade plate.

The next moment.

The golden lotus bloomed, unleashing a golden-red vortex that swept across more than half the mountainside.

The golden-red vortex appeared for just an instant before vanishing, making those watching from another mountaintop wonder if they had imagined it.

"Hmph!" Yang Wudi let out a cold snort, about to open his mouth in mockery, but his peripheral vision caught something amiss.

It was a large tree that the golden-red vortex had swept over. The three small birds on its branches were frozen in place, completely still.

The cold wind howled, blowing from behind them towards that mountainside.

Everywhere on that mountainside affected by the golden-red vortex—the trees and bushes, the insects and birds, the rocks, iron, and sand—was reduced to dust and scattered by the wind. An immensely deep pit had even appeared on the ground.

"..."

A silent moment of stunned silence.

Everyone was shocked by the immense power of the Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus, including Titan and Lou Gao, who had witnessed the power of super-concentrated gunpowder before, and Tang San, who had successfully created the Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus in his previous life.

Although Tang San had successfully created the Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus in his previous life, he had kept the three devices for the Tang Sect to preserve his last bit of dignity.

Therefore, this was the first time Tang San himself had witnessed the power of the Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus.

A few breaths later.

Tang San was the first to recover his senses. He turned to look at the clan leaders Niu Gao, Bai He, and Yang Wudi, and said triumphantly:

"How about it? Do my Tang Sect's Hidden Weapons meet the approval of you seniors?"

"With these Hidden Weapons, my Tang Sect will surely become famous throughout the world in the future."

"Currently, my Tang Sect is in a state of rebuilding and is in great need of pillars. If you seniors do not disdain us, join my Tang Sect, and you can share this glorious honor with me in the future."

"Such a heaven-sent opportunity, seniors must not miss it."

"After all, once this opportunity is gone, it won't come again. When the Tang Sect develops, the threshold for entry won't be this low, so don't regret it later!"

Hearing these words, which carried veiled threats, Yang Wudi, the most hot-tempered among them, could no longer contain himself and was about to teach Tang San a lesson, but Bai He quickly stopped him.

Bai He tugged at Yang Wudi's sleeve, signaling him to hold back, then turned to Tang San and said:

"Great-nephew, your Hidden Weapons have limitless potential. I, your great-uncle, would like to know what responsibilities we would have if we join the Tang Sect, and what benefits we would receive."

Great-nephew? Great-uncle?

Tang San chuckled disdainfully in his heart. Now the old man knew to bring up their relationship, when his attitude hadn't been so enthusiastic and amiable before.

But on the surface, Tang San was willing to play along. He smiled and replied:

"As I said before, the Tang Sect is in great need of people. If you seniors join my Tang Sect, you will naturally become elders of the Tang Sect."

"Currently, the Tang Sect only has the Strength Hall, established by the Strength Clan, which is mainly responsible for forging our sect's Hidden Weapons."

"If you seniors are willing to lead your clans to join, then all three clans will establish three new halls. The main responsibilities will also be related to what each clan excels at."

"For example, your great-uncle's Agility Clan excels at speed, so you can be responsible for reconnaissance, scouting, and intelligence gathering as scouts."

"As for the benefits, our sect's Hidden Weapons will be directly equipped to the direct disciples of each clan. This is the greatest benefit."

As Tang San spoke, he saw that Yang Wudi still had that unyielding look on his face, and he felt a bit embarrassed.

...

Restaurant.

Several ancient Spirit Tool lamps cast a radiant glow, dispelling the cold from outside and maintaining a comfortable temperature within the room.

"Winter is definitely the best time for hot pot."

Lin Rong picked up a slice of meat, dipped it in sauce, and then put it into his mouth to taste.

Just then, a servant walked in, bowed, and reported:

"Sir, the clan leader of the Breaking Clan is here to visit. He is a Soul Douluo and is already waiting in the reception hall."

Lin Rong continued to stir the hot pot, his movements unhindered, while thinking to himself:

"Yang Wudi? I only said that casually back then, why did he actually come to me?"

"Could it be that the old fellow got rebuffed by Tang San? And he's coming to me to vent his frustration?"

After clearing his thoughts, Lin Rong instructed his attendant:

"It's mealtime now, and it's not good for our guest to be hungry. Go and invite Patriarch Yang over. I'd like to catch up with him."

"Yes." The attendant acknowledged the order and withdrew.

While waiting, Lin Rong had someone add another set of bowls and chopsticks.

Not long after, Lin Rong saw Yang Wudi walk into the dining room with a gloomy expression on his face.

Seeing Yang Wudi's look as if someone owed him eight million, Lin Rong knew that Tang San had failed to recruit the Breaking Clan into the Tang Sect.

This was actually quite normal.

To win Yang Wudi's sincere submission, one had to not only surpass him in martial prowess but also offer rare medicinal herbs that he was fond of.

Tang San currently lacked both of these, and thus couldn't possibly win Yang Wudi's allegiance.

"Patriarch Yang, long time no see. Please, have a seat and eat something."

In the era of Douluo Daluo, hot pot had not yet appeared as a way of eating.

So, seeing Yang Wudi looking a bit confused, Lin Rong personally demonstrated how to eat hot pot.

Although Yang Wudi was feeling frustrated at the moment, he had been dragged out into the wilderness by Tang San early that morning to witness the power of the Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus.

His stomach was completely empty, so upon smelling the aroma of the hot pot, his appetite was uncontrollably whetted.

Thus, Yang Wudi didn't say much and ate the hot pot, imitating Lin Rong.

Upon tasting it, Yang Wudi, who was skilled in pharmacology, immediately recognized the extraordinary nature of the hot pot's broth.

"Ginger, Solomon's Seal, Ginseng… the medicinal properties, the flavor, the quality of the herbs in the broth is extremely high!"

As he spoke, Yang Wudi turned to look at Lin Rong and asked further:

"Could it be that all these top-grade medicinal herbs originated from that place you mentioned last time?"

Damn it, I was careless!

Lin Rong cursed inwardly, then organized his thoughts to reply:

"Not entirely. Only the ginseng and Angelica sinensis were dug up from that place. The rest of the herbs are treasured collections from my estate."

Of course, there was one thing Lin Rong kept to himself.

The reason for this was that only ten-thousand-year-old ginseng kings and ten-thousand-year-old Angelica sinensis had the qualification to appear at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eye.

The other medicinal herbs didn't even have the right to grow there.

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