Chapter 195 Ah Yin, you should be alright, right?
Tang Hao slammed his fist on the table beside him in anger, the crash shattering the floorboards.
The surrounding drinkers all stared at him, their eyes filled with strange curiosity.
"This guy only has one arm! Could he be that wanted criminal by the Spirit Hall?"
"Shh! Don't talk nonsense. If he really is, we're all doomed."
"Let's drink, let's drink. This is none of our business."
Tang Hao snorted coldly, tossing down a few silver soul coins before leaving.
Soon, he arrived at the former site of the Clear Sky Sect. Looking at the familiar surroundings, he couldn't help but feel nostalgic.
If it weren't for the Spirit Hall, would their Clear Sky Sect have had to change their ancestral home?!
Tang Hao clenched his fists tightly, his hatred for the Spirit Hall rising to a new level.
"Ah Yin, how are you doing there? That beast Jiang Nian didn't humiliate you, did he?"
"Are you in your Blue Silver Emperor form or your human form now?"
"Once I've trained Xiao San well, I'll definitely rescue you! Wait for me!"
Tang Hao pounded his fist on the rock wall in front of him, tears welling in his eyes.
He dared not think about Ah Yin's current state.
Even the mere touch of someone else on her leaves made him feel extremely uncomfortable.
It was as if... his private property had been touched by someone else.
"No! I can't think like that! Ah Yin is such a chaste woman, even if she were forced to do that kind of thing, she would never agree!"
Tang Hao pounded on the wall in front of him, his face contorted with rage, seemingly venting his frustration.
When he was exhausted, he collapsed and sat on the ground, drinking to drown his sorrows.
"Strange, ever since I entered the Heavenly Dou Empire, I've had a feeling that someone is targeting me."
Jiang Nian looked at the dark clouds in the sky, opened his umbrella, and headed towards the territory of the Elephant Armor Sect.
He planned to recruit all the other sects besides the top three.
Even if he failed, it wouldn't matter.
At worst, they could just be wiped out later.
The Myriad Elephant Mountains.
As Jiang Nian and his group arrived, a light drizzle began to fall.
Looking around, they saw many burly men, shirtless, carrying heavy loads of black iron, training on the steps.
Sweat and rain mingled, everything exuding youthful energy.
"Yo? Where did this skinny guy come from? Want to join our Elephant Armor Sect?"
Jiang Nian glanced sideways and saw a large man grinning, showing off his muscles with his big white teeth.
"No."
Hu Yanfang recognized the man's face and his expression changed.
That look, and that way of holding the umbrella...
It was definitely him!
"You...you're Jiang Nian?!"
"Yes."
Hu Yanfang gasped, remembering a few years ago when he went to Martial Soul City for a competition, and how his entire group couldn't even defeat this young man.
"Holy Son... Your Highness, it's been a long time."
Jiang Nian raised an eyebrow. "Have we met before?"
Hu Yanfang's heart skipped a beat, then he gave a wry smile. "I saw you from afar back then."
"Yes."
"Let me take you up the mountain. The Sect Master is in the main hall."
"Thank you for your trouble."
Hu Yanfang was somewhat flattered and gave an awkward smile. "No trouble at all."
The big guy walked in front, enthusiastically introducing everything about the Elephant Armor Sect.
Jiang Nian didn't ignore him either, responding to every word.
Unlike his bro, who fawned over his goddess, sending countless messages only to receive a reply when he sent a red envelope.
Soon, the three of them reached the main peak of the Elephant Armor Sect—Mount Wanxiang.
Jiang Nian was also very affinity for earth element, and could sense the rich earth element here.
Hu Yanfang quickly entered the main hall to report to the sect leader, leaving the three of them to enjoy the scenery on the mountain.
Half a minute later, a composed old man walked out, his hands behind his back, exuding a powerful aura.
"Your Highness, you have come from afar, it must be tiring."
"Please come in."
Jiang Nian nodded and led Qing Yu and Zhu Zhuqing into the main hall.
Hu Yanzhen, the sect leader of the Elephant Armor Sect, glanced at the aloof and tall woman beside him, a hint of fear and surprise flashing in his eyes.
A 100,000-year-old soul beast?
Has the Spirit Hall become this powerful now?
Hu Yanzhen gasped, he could feel the pressure emanating from the woman.
Even he himself might not be able to defeat her.
Composing himself, he forced a smile and followed beside Jiang Nian.
As a newly promoted Title Douluo, he was currently in high spirits.
He hadn't been particularly awe-inspiring towards the Spirit Hall before.
But now, just facing these two, he felt a little flustered.
It seems the world is destined to change.
Hu Yanzhen sighed inwardly, gathering his thoughts to properly receive this person.
After they were all seated, Hu Yanzhen began to speak with Jiang Nian.
After a brief chat, he got straight to the point.
"Sect Leader Hu Yan, to be honest, I've come to the Elephant Armor Sect for only one thing."
"Please speak, Holy Son."
Jiang Nian deliberately paused for a few seconds, glancing around, and said calmly, "That is, I want the Elephant Armor Sect to join our Spirit Hall."
Even though they were somewhat prepared, the elders still couldn't help but sigh upon hearing this.
All eyes were on Hu Yanzhen, curious about his choice.
"Your Highness, please return. Our Elephant Armor Sect will not join any faction."
"Is that really so?" Jiang Nian put down his teacup, staring intently into his eyes?
Hu Yanzhen, unfazed, nodded: "That's right. Our Elephant Armor Sect has been passed down for so many years, and we have never submitted to any other force."
"Whether it's the Clear Sky Sect or the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, it's always the same."
"Therefore, we will not agree."
Jiang Nian, seeing his resolute attitude, casually picked up a handkerchief and wiped the oil-paper umbrella in his hand.
All eyes were on the two of them, and the atmosphere in the hall became somewhat oppressive.
As a Title Douluo, Hu Yanzhen certainly had the right to say this.
But would Jiang Nian agree?
Given the Spirit Hall's current iron-fisted methods, would they give them a chance to refuse?
The crowd couldn't help but murmur amongst themselves, secretly sweating.
"Sect Master Hu Yan, don't be so absolute."
"How about this? I have a spirit bone here that's about 50,000 years old. Let's have a spar. If you win, I'll give it to you. If you lose, you can bring the entire Elephant Armor Sect to join our Spirit Hall. Is that acceptable?"
Hu Yanzhen's pupils shrank as he turned to look at Jiang Nian.
A 50,000-year-old spirit bone?
Was he joking? Hu Yanzhen hesitated for a moment before deciding to agree.
He was now a Title Douluo, possessing the strongest defensive martial soul in the world; how could he possibly lose to a junior?
Jiang Nian was at most a Soul Saint; what could he possibly use to fight?
His head?
The advantage in this battle was in his hands!
"Ahem... Your Highness, this girl shouldn't be participating, right?"
Hu Yanzhen glanced at Qing Yu; if she participated, he would refuse.
"Of course not, it's just the two of us."
Hu Yanzhen breathed a sigh of relief, then flashed his bright white teeth.
"I accept!"
(End of Chapter)