Douluo V: Taking advantage of Xiao Wu's youthful innocence, I tricked her into becoming my wife

"Ah~~ my husband~~"

"You...wait..."

"Well--"

......

On the main street of Tiandou City.

In the cold air, there was a creaking sound of bones grinding together.

"Still not working?"

Beside him, a gaunt figure blinked his eyes.

"Well, everything else is fine, it's just the bones..."

The Fourth Elder's corpse puppet stiffly turned its neck, its joints making a sickening cracking sound.

Its face still looked old, but the wounds on its body had completely healed, and even its skin color was no different from when it was alive.

If it weren't for the deathly pallor in his eyes, one would not be able to tell the difference between him and a living person.

Beneath his black robe, Tang Sanzang's eyes flashed with smugness, the gloom dispelled by joy.

"Ye Hua, do you think that by taking my bloodline and forcing me to break with the Haotian Sect, you can drive me to a dead end?"

He carefully put away the cloth recording the corpse-refining technique, his gaze burning with fervor.

"I'll show you what a true bottoming-out bounce looks like!"

Tang San stopped in front of the gate, squinted, and looked up at the plaque.

The Clan of Power!

Chapter 362 Tang Sect in Another World! The Clan of Power!

boom! boom! boom!

I was crouching on the eaves when the sparrows were startled.

"Who is it?" a gruff voice called from inside the door.

squeak-

The door was opened.

Tang San raised his right hand.

The Haotian Hammer Martial Soul materialized.

Lightning crackled around the hammer, making it particularly striking in the night.

The eyes that peeked out from the crack in the door suddenly widened!

"Quickly! Inform the clan leader! People from the Haotian Sect have arrived!!"

In a short while, the once quiet courtyard was lit up.

Torches crackled as a dozen figures emerged from the courtyard.

The leader was burly, with white hair and beard, but his eyes shone with a sharp light.

The middle-aged man following behind him was also broad-shouldered and burly.

Tang San recognized the young man further behind at a glance.

Talon!

The boy who followed him in the competition back then is now much more composed, with a sharper look in his eyes.

"What is your purpose in visiting so late at night and brandishing the Haotian Hammer?" Titan asked in a deep voice.

Tang San slowly raised his hand and pulled down his hood.

The torchlight illuminated his face, revealing it to be pale, thin, and with a gloomy expression.

In an instant, Titan's mind was shaken!

"Young Master?!"

Tyrone took two steps forward, his voice trembling, "Young Master! You're not dead?!"

"My life isn't meant to end," Tang San sneered. "No matter how cunning Ye Hua is, he can't take my life."

Tailong's eyes welled up with tears.

The two haven't seen each other since the Soul Master Competition.

“This isn’t the place to talk,” Tyrone whispered. “Come with me.”

Titan led Tang San to the inner courtyard and noticed a silent shadow behind Tang San.

The figure was also wrapped in a black robe, with the brim of the hat pulled down extremely low, obscuring the face.

"Young Master, who is this?" Titan asked hesitantly.

Tang San turned to the side and gently raised his hand.

The corpse puppet slowly lifted its hood.

The Fourth Elder's face was exposed in the firelight.

"Fourth Elder?!" Titan exclaimed.

The air suddenly became heavy.

Tainu frowned as he stared at the corpse puppet, lowering his voice, "Father, why is the Fourth Elder here?"

Tang San noticed their doubts and silently manipulated the corpse puppet to bow.

"Titan, it's been a long time."

His voice was dry and devoid of emotion.

Titan forced a smile. "Fourth Elder, you're too kind."

"I didn't know you'd come with the young master so late at night. What brings you here?"

The Corpse Puppet stared at Titan, its tone leaving no room for doubt, "From this day forward, the Power Clan will be at Tang San's command."

"This is the final order from the Haotian Sect."

Taino's expression changed drastically.

Just as he was about to speak, Titan held him down.

The old clan chief was extremely strong, and Taino felt the pain, forcing him to swallow his words.

The Fourth Elder's strength is undeniable, and the Haotian Sect's prestige remains intact.

Even with so many doubts surrounding it, Titan still gave them plenty of face.

"Young Master, is the Fourth Elder unwell?"

"Why do you walk like this...?"

Tang San remained unfazed, saying, "My old injury has flared up again, making it difficult for me to move around."

"It's alright, he'll be fine with me here."

Titan nodded and invited Tang San to take a seat.

They already knew that the Haotian Sect had suffered heavy losses on the day of the re-election of the seven major sects.

Rumors were circulating that Tang San had abducted the Fourth Elder and defected, but he refused to believe it.

Now that we see the Fourth Elder, those rumors are probably just the Spirit Hall smearing Tang San!

Titan slammed his hand on the armrest. "Spirit Hall! This is outrageous!"

"Young Master, you have been wronged!"

Seeing that Tang San had the mood, he suddenly changed the subject, "Senior Titan, I have something else to discuss with you tonight."

"Please speak, young master."

Tang San looked at the Fourth Elder Corpse Puppet.

“Oh,” Titan understood. “Taino, take the Fourth Elder to rest.”

Once the corpse puppet was far away, Tang San continued, "I want to establish a new sect, the Tang Sect!"

The hall was completely silent.

The grandfather and grandson looked at each other.

Tang San stood up and paced back and forth. "The Haotian Sect is now defunct in name only. I cannot remain a dependent under someone else's roof forever."

"I possess original hidden weapon techniques, unique skills, and something that can overturn the understanding of the Soul Master world."

He turned and looked directly at Titan. "I need a foundation, and people I can trust!"

"The Power Clan is the only one I can entrust with my life!"

Titan looked down at the tea leaves floating in the teacup, rubbed the rim of the cup, and remained silent for a long time.

The room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, and even the hissing of the candlelight was exceptionally clear.

Tang San felt uneasy.

Just as he was preparing to add fuel to the fire—

“Young Master,” Titan suddenly looked up, “I have something to ask you.”

"Please speak."

"Tang Sect—Should it be merged into Haotian Sect?"

Tang San froze, then immediately declared resolutely, "No way!"

"The Tang Clan stands alone in the world, unhindered by any other sect!"

"The Haotian Sect is the Haotian Sect, and the Tang Sect is the Tang Sect!"

Titan stared intently at him, but Tang San didn't flinch and met him head-on.

After a few breaths, Titan's tense emotions suddenly relaxed.

He clasped his hands together and bowed deeply to Tang San.

"Titan, the patriarch of the Power Clan, is willing to lead his entire clan to follow the young master!"

Tailong quickly bowed as well, "Greetings, Sect Master!"

Tang San quickly helped him up, saying, "I am deeply grateful for Titan's support!"

"I guarantee that the Tang Clan will never mistreat any of its brothers!"

"Senior Titan is the chief elder of the Tang Sect!"

“Master, you flatter me,” Titan took a deep breath. “When our old master was alive, we followed him.”

"Now that our old master has passed away and the Haotian Sect has retired, we should naturally follow you!"

Upon hearing this, Tang San felt displeased.

It was as if the other party didn't value his abilities.

Instead, he admired Tang Hao, that old man!

But it's okay, once they see the Tang Clan's hidden weapons, they'll know just how powerful they are!

Tang San took out a lot of drawings, which were densely covered with diagrams of the structures of various hidden weapons.

"This is a hidden weapon that I invented over the years."

"Zhuge Divine Crossbow, Dragon Beard Needle, Sand-Spraying Shadow Shot, Mother-and-Child Soul-Chasing Deadly Dart..."

"There are even the most powerful Buddha's Wrath Lotus, Rain of Pear Blossom Needles, and Peacock Feather!"

"Each one allows ordinary Soul Masters to fight against opponents of higher levels!"

"These are the foundations upon which the Tang Clan was founded!"

Titan looked closer and gasped in astonishment.