Chapter 272: The Maggot Hammer Exposed? Tang Xiao's Fury!
Meanwhile, in the council hall of Tianxing Academy.
Ning Fengzhi's proposal to unite with the Clear Sky Sect made the atmosphere somewhat delicate.
Just then, Tang Chuan and Dugu Bo exchanged a glance, both seeing the consideration in each other's eyes. His fingers unconsciously tapped the table, his mind racing.
Admittedly, he and Bibi Dong's faction of the Spirit Hall were already locked in a life-or-death struggle; the enemy of my enemy should be my friend. However, he also held little goodwill towards the Heaven Dou royal family and was unwilling to easily become a tool in the hands of this feudal empire.
Taking a deep breath, Tang Chuan was about to politely decline Ning Fengzhi's proposal, intending to consolidate the foundation of the Soul Hall according to his own pace.
A series of slightly hurried footsteps came from outside the door.
Bone Douluo Gu Rong strode in, his expression grave. He first nodded to Dugu Bo and Tang Chuan, then leaned close to Ning Fengzhi's ear and whispered,
"Fengzhi, I just received urgent news from the city."
"Not long ago, two suspicious Fallen Ones appeared in Tiandou City. One of them, a young man, used a dark Blue Silver Grass martial soul. His methods were extremely cruel; he drained the blood of several Royal Knights soldiers in the street before disappearing without a trace."
"What? Blue Silver Grass?!" Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi and Tang Chuan exclaimed almost simultaneously, their expressions changing slightly in disbelief.
This description instantly reminded them of someone.
Bone Douluo nodded solemnly, confirming their guess, and continued,
"That's right. Based on the characteristics described by the witnesses, this person is very likely Tang San, who has been missing for a long time. Moreover, someone saw with their own eyes that the two of them fled straight into Yuexuan after the incident. Now, the city defense army has surrounded Yuexuan and is negotiating with Madam Yuehua."
"Yuexuan, Tang Yuehua..." A calculating glint flashed in Tang Chuan's eyes.
He immediately connected these clues in his mind.
Tang San returned from the City of Slaughter, his murderous aura out of control, killed someone in the street, and fled into Yuexuan...
Tang Yuehua is Tang Hao's younger sister, a direct descendant of the Clear Sky Sect!
Their purpose in going to Yuexuan at this critical juncture is self-evident!
"It seems Tang Hao is preparing to have Tang Yuehua take Tang San back to the Clear Sky Sect to acknowledge his ancestors!"
"In that case, I might as well go to the Clear Sky Sect too. If those old guys find out he's ruined the Clear Sky Hammer like this, they'll definitely skin him alive."
Thinking of this, Tang Chuan's lips curled into a somewhat wicked smile.
This mess seems to have become interesting.
His previous decision to refuse Ning Fengzhi instantly changed.
Slowly raising his head, the hesitation on Tang Chuan's face vanished, replaced by decisiveness. He looked at Ning Fengzhi and said solemnly,
"Sect Master Ning, I have carefully considered your suggestion. Joining forces with the Clear Sky Sect to fight against the Spirit Hall is indeed the key to breaking the current deadlock."
"For both public and private reasons, my Tianxing Academy, or rather, myself, has an unshirkable duty."
...…
Two days later, Clear Sky Sect.
The entire sect is built atop a mountain shrouded in clouds and mist. The road leading to the Clear Sky Sect is a cold iron chain that sways in the wind between steep peaks.
The mere sight of it instilled fear in ordinary people, highlighting the aloofness and perilous nature of the world's number one sect.
Tang Yuehua led Tang San to a massive door.
Then, she raised her hand and gently knocked twice on the heavy stone door.
"Big brother, I've brought Xiao San."
"Come in." A deep, resonant voice, at least eight-tenths similar to Tang Hao's, came from inside the room, evoking a strange sense of familiarity in Tang San's ears.
Slowly pushing open the door, Tang Yuehua gave Tang San an encouraging yet cautionary look before entering first.
The room was spacious, simply yet grandly furnished.
Behind the large table was no one; two long sofas sat quietly to one side.
Upon entering,
Tang Yuehua gracefully sat down on one of the sofas, her gaze fixed on the inner part of the room. Tang San's eyes were instantly drawn to the figure emerging from the inner room.
The newcomer was over two meters tall, broad-shouldered and burly, his mere presence awe-inspiring like a mountain. His face was resolute, sharply defined, and his short, graying hair stood on end. While he bore a striking resemblance to Tang Hao, he appeared much younger, especially his eyes, which shone brightly, piercingly revealing their depths and carrying the authority of someone long accustomed to a high position.
This man was none other than Tang Xiao, the current sect leader of the Clear Sky Sect.
With a slight furrow of his brow, Tang Xiao's gaze instantly locked onto Tang San.
Immediately afterward, a vast and unrestrained aura erupted from his body, sweeping in like a tsunami, instantly engulfing Tang San with immense pressure.
This wasn't a soul skill, but the natural soul power pressure emanating from a top-tier expert!
Facing this pressure, enough to shatter the minds of ordinary soul masters, Tang San remained unmoved. His feet subtly formed a T-stance, his back ramrod straight, and his usual elegance replaced by utter respect. His knees bent, and a faint red halo appeared on his skin.
That was the Killing God Domain autonomously resisting the external pressure.
The next second, with a thud, Tang San knelt down and respectfully bowed to the man behind the table who exuded a majestic aura.
"Tang San greets the Sect Master."
However, Tang Xiao's pressure seemed endless, layer upon layer.
His nascent Killing God Domain appeared extremely weak in the face of such a powerful and heavy aura. The red light around him fluctuated violently, and Tang San was on the verge of collapse.
Just then, a sudden change occurred!
Under the immense pressure, Tang San's soul power surged uncontrollably. The first thing to surface was the Dark Blue Silver Grass, which had turned pitch black!
It exuded a cold, bloodthirsty aura, causing Tang Xiao's brows to furrow slightly.
But this was only the beginning!
An even greater surprise was yet to come!
Immediately afterward, the Clear Sky Hammer, a jet-black weapon that should have symbolized the supreme majesty of the world's number one weapon spirit, was forced to materialize and manifest in Tang San's left hand!
However, appearing alongside this renowned hammer was an extremely glaring and insignificant white spirit ring! That ten-year spirit ring, representing the minimum age, clung to the Clear Sky Hammer like an ugly stain!
And that wasn't all!
Just as the Clear Sky Hammer completely solidified, a chilling, subtle buzzing sound rang out.
The jet-black surface of the Clear Sky Hammer began to writhe!
Upon closer inspection, the hammerhead and handle were covered with countless, white, writhing maggots!
These maggots rolled and writhed on the hammer, some even attempting to take flight, emitting an indescribable stench and filth! The entire solemn room was instantly polluted by the nauseating stench and sight!
"Wh...what?!"
Tang Xiao, who had always been as composed as a mountain and with piercing eyes, was struck dumb the moment he saw the white spirit ring, and especially the Clear Sky Hammer crawling with maggots and writhing.
He abruptly stood up, his imposing figure swaying violently from extreme shock and a sense of physical disgust!
Tang Xiao's face turned ashen in an instant, his features contorted, his eyes filled with disbelief and boundless rage.
Even Tang Yuehua, who had been mentally prepared and knew that Tang San's spirit might be malfunctioning, turned deathly pale and felt her stomach churn as she saw the Clear Sky Hammer crawling with maggots like a rotting corpse and smelled the nauseating stench.
The room fell into a deathly silence.
"What? This is... the Haotian... Hammer?"
"You... you actually turned it... into this... filthy state?!"
Tang Xiao's gaze was fixed on the Haotian Hammer covered in maggots, his chest heaving violently, as if he had used immense strength to squeeze out these words through clenched teeth.
"Beast! What... what exactly did you do to the Haotian Hammer?!"
"Heavens, how could Brother Hao have given birth to a son like you!"
Seeing his burly figure suddenly move, as fast as lightning, he crossed the distance between the two in one step, and his giant hand, capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks, gripped Tang San's collar tightly!
"Bang!"
Just then, the door was hurriedly pushed open.
A figure rushed in, it was Tang Long, the third-generation disciple of the sect.
He was clearly taken aback by the bizarre scene inside the room, and paused for a moment before immediately bowing and reporting, his voice urgent:
"Sect Master! Sect Master Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has come to visit and is now outside the mountain gate!"
These words were like a boulder thrown into a boiling oil pot!
Hearing this, Tang Xiao's thunderous rage, which was already on the tip of his tongue, was abruptly suppressed. The muscles in his face twitched violently, and his expression became incredibly ugly.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had just suffered a great calamity; their visit at this time must be for important matters.
Glancing intently at Tang San, Tang Xiao then glanced at the still-humming, maggot-infested Clear Sky Hammer, suppressing the anger that threatened to burst from his chest. He forced out a sentence through clenched teeth, his voice low and cold:
"Quickly... put away your Martial Soul!" This sentence was almost shouted out in a commanding tone, carrying with it a deep sense of disgust.
Tang San knew his spirit form was truly embarrassing, and dared not argue with his enraged uncle. He quickly retracted the repulsive Clear Sky Hammer and Dark Blue Silver Grass into his body. The stench and wriggling maggots finally disappeared, but the heavy atmosphere in the room and Tang Xiao's ashen face remained unchanged.
"Yuehua, take him away and find a place... to keep him under guard! Without my orders, he is not allowed to leave, and no outsiders are allowed to see him!"
Taking a deep breath, Tang Xiao tried to calm his surging blood and anger. He glanced at Tang Yuehua, whose face was equally pale, and said in a deep voice.
"Yes, Big Brother." Tang Yuehua quickly agreed, pulling the still somewhat dazed Tang San along, and hurried away through the side door. She knew that her brother needed to deal with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's visit immediately; Tang San's ancestral recognition had to be postponed for now.
After Tang San and Tang Yuehua left, Tang Xiao took a few deep breaths, barely regaining the composure befitting a sect leader, but the gloom in his eyes lingered. He said in a deep voice,
"Please ask our distinguished guests to wait in the sect's main hall. I will be there shortly."
"Yes, Sect Leader!" Tang Long dared not ask any further questions and immediately obeyed.
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