stjorthotic Chapter 102 Your Highness, the Holy Son, is terrifying!
Chapter 102 Your Highness, the Holy Son, is terrifying!
Meanwhile, Yan Feng was already mentally kneeling the moment Wang Dagang revealed Tang Wulin's identity as his teacher.
At this moment, seeing Tang Ya standing to the side with stars in her eyes, looking as if she had found a treasure, Yan Feng said, "Welcome Wang Dagang to become the strategist of the Tang Clan!" Yan Feng stepped forward and bowed deeply, saying, "Disciple Yan Feng greets the strategist. Please nod and accept me into the Tang Clan."
Wang Dagang glanced at Yan Feng. In front of so many people, Wang Dagang decided to showcase his excellent teaching experience. So, Wang Dagang observed Yan Feng with a serious expression and said, "Hmm, judging from your complexion, you seem to have some kidney deficiency. You look like you have mediocre talent. But since you seem very trustworthy, I'll reluctantly let you join the Tang Clan."
Immediately, Tang Ya and Bei Bei's expressions changed again. "No wonder they said Tang Wulin was useless before; it turns out this master's requirements are so strict! I can't even imagine how bright the future of our Tang Clan will be with his guidance! Fantastic! Strategist is awesome!"
Meanwhile, looking at the scene before him, Xiao Tieli didn't understand why his strategist was suddenly doing this. He was still waiting for his strategist to come up with a plan.
But the next moment, Xiao Tieli suddenly understood. A flash of inspiration struck him, and he thought to himself:
"I understand! The strategist is reminding me in this way that as long as we're alive, we can always fight again. If we expose the Iron Blood Sect now, we'll immediately face Tang Ya's wrath. The strategist is telling us that there's only one way to survive!"
So, Xiao Tieli, who had been a spoiled brat his whole life, chose this time to completely trust the strategist he admired. The next moment, Xiao Tieli shouted, "All troops, listen to my command!"
Instantly, the rabble behind them and all the Iron Blood Sect disciples were shaken.
Xiao Tieli shouted loudly, "I know! Some of my friends behind me weren't Tang Clan disciples not long ago!"
But since our Sect Master Tang has personally acknowledged it, from now on, all of us are disciples of the Tang Sect!
I'm giving you one last chance! Those who want to join the Tang Sect, stay! Those who don't, leave immediately! Don't linger here any longer! You're interfering with the Sect Master's address to us!
These words, seemingly addressed to the group of rogue cultivators, were actually spoken to the Iron Blood Sect disciples.
Most of the disciples of the Iron Blood Sect weren't stupid. Upon hearing Xiao Tieli's almost threatening words, those present either shared the same thoughts as Xiao Tieli or, without fully understanding, blindly echoed him.
In an instant, everyone reached a consensus, and the entire Iron Blood Sect actually joined the Tang Sect!
At the same time, Wang Dong looked at the scene before him and said with some confusion:
"I didn't expect that guy who calls himself Teacher Tang Wulin to be such a good actor! Standing there, every move he makes makes it seem like he really thinks that way."
At the same time, the Soul Guidance Headphones finally ran out of power and stopped working, leaving the screen completely black and the scene completely silent.
The room was silent. Looking at the two elderly men around him, who seemed constipated and appeared to be listening to something shocking, Wang Dong suddenly became suspicious. He pressed, "We've been together for so long, and they haven't said a word to me. Could they be plotting something?"
Thinking of this, Wang Dong suddenly felt a chill run down his spine:
"Wait a minute, these people have been calling me Tang Wulin, but! I don't look like this guy at all!"
The fact that these despicable guys can mistake him means they're not familiar with Tang Wulin at all! They might not even have seen him before!
What kind of people would do something so bizarre? I get it! They're a scam gang! They're taking advantage of that kid's lack of connections and his stupidity! They want to swindle him out of his money!
But...this guy seems to be broke! No, no! So what if he's broke? This guy's definitely been targeted by some weird club! They're trying to rape him! No way! These guys are definitely up to no good! I can't stay here any longer!
Wang Dong stretched and said, "Okay! I've had enough of your place. I have an appointment with a friend here today, so I won't keep you any longer. Goodbye!"
After saying that, Wang Dong jumped up and left the teahouse with the bewildered Xiao Xiao.
After Wang Dong and his companion left, an eerie silence fell over the room.
After an unknown amount of time, the Soul Douluo calmly said, "You people know what to do, right?"
At that moment, except for Xue Bing, all the Holy Spirit Cult disciples silently raised their index fingers, and the next moment, they forcefully plunged them in!
*Pfft, pfft...* Snowflakes flew everywhere as a group of people simultaneously blinded themselves. The stench of blood instantly filled the air. The next moment, they lowered their blood-stained hands and calmly said:
"We were blinded long ago and have never seen His Highness's true appearance."
Wanhun Douluo calmly nodded and said, "Blind ones, use your spiritual power to sense your surroundings, hold hands, and come with us."
Immediately, the two elders and the disciples stood up and walked outside. Before leaving, the Myriad Souls Douluo turned back and said to Xue Bing:
"I'll leave Lu Genggeng to you. We'll be going now."
Xue Bing stood up, bowed respectfully, and didn't say a word.
After watching everyone leave, Xue Bing sat alone in a chair in the teahouse.
Recalling the Holy Son's swift and decisive actions, and Wang Dong's composed and nonchalant expression before leaving, with a hint of disdain in his eyes, a deep sense of defeat and powerlessness welled up in Xue Bing's heart.
He had lost, utterly and completely. Ignoring the teacup that had fallen to the ground, Xue Bing slumped in his chair, looking utterly dejected.
On the other side, Yan Feng, who had witnessed the entire power shift within the Tang Clan, felt even more conflicted. Looking at the scene before him, he thought with shock:
"How could this be? Even the Iron Blood Sect members were inexplicably placed into the Tang Sect. Everything happened so perfectly. All of the opponent's pawns ultimately became his own pawns."
Wait, I see. So, His Highness the Holy Son had already started testing me from the very first game he gave me!
When Lu Genggeng appeared before me, it was the first test—a test of whether I would make a choice on the spot. To sever ties with this person who spoke disrespectfully to His Highness the Holy Son!
I chose to cut my losses. The second test began when Tang Ya questioned me, testing my attitude and suspecting I was trying to take advantage of a loophole.
This statement perfectly applies to my conversation with Xue Bing. He was questioning whether I intended to profit from the internal factional struggle within the sect, and I chose to correct my attitude and sincerely admit my mistakes.
Just after I straightened my attitude, the Iron Blood Sect arrived. This was another test, a test of whether I would stick to my undercover identity. Even under the threat of death, they chose to stand against the forces that had provoked His Highness the Holy Son.
Then, reinforcements arrived. If I made a mistake on any of my choices—in fact, in all these trials, if I had chosen the wrong option even once, I would have been beaten to death in the end. It was too dangerous!
Especially the last one, I didn't really think that much about it; I made the judgment entirely based on my intuition. It was a terrifying series of tests!
"Hmph, only I could barely escape by instinct. Someone like Lu Genggeng isn't even worthy of challenging Tang Wulin, and even Xue Bing… wait, where's Xue Bing? Where's Xue Bing? Where did he go?"
As the question lingered in Yan Feng's mind, his pupils gradually dilated, and his body even felt a little weak. Thus, on this turbulent day, both Xue Bing and Yan Feng reached the same conclusion.
"Your Highness, you are terrifying indeed!"
No one knew that those Holy Spirit Cult disciples who voluntarily gouged out their eyes had never actually seen Tang Wulin's face.
No one knew that Tang Wulin hadn't actually been to Heaven Dou City at all during the entire vacation.
Everything proceeded as usual; the sky was high and the clouds were light, the sunlight illuminating every leaf; a horse-drawn carriage traveled along the main road; the new semester was about to begin…