Douro Continent

Chapter 546, the 188th Palm Technique: The Eight Treasures Ruyi Soft Armor

Without hesitation, Tang San teleported instantly, arriving before the two Soul Kings who had gathered together. Stunned, their bodies were as fragile as paper against the powerful piercing force of the Eight Spider Lances. Their life force rapidly drained away the moment they were pierced. Tang San's depleted soul power quickly recovered through this absorption. When he could truly utilize the Eight Spider Lances' absorption ability, Tang San already possessed extremely strong sustained combat capabilities. He didn't even need to unleash the deadly poison on the Eight Spider Lances; simply by absorbing it, he could turn his pierced opponents into dried corpses.

Tang San took two seconds to complete this process.

To save time, Tang San's Eight Spider Lances, carrying the two dried corpses, moved his body to another Soul King and pierced him without any suspense. When he completed this action, only three Soul Masters from the Gengxin City Martial Soul Hall were still alive. When these three Soul Masters, including Miles, regained consciousness, they no longer cared about the blood around them and unleashed their strongest Soul Skills almost instantly.

Perhaps in an effort to save their lives, the soul power they released at this moment actually broke through the limitations of the God of Slaughter Domain. Under the threat to their lives, their own potential had been unleashed to its maximum extent.

Three dried-up corpses were flung out from the Eight Spider Lances, blocking Tang San's path. Contrary to his opponents' expectations, he didn't retreat but instead met the full force of the attack head-on, taking on the combined assault of two Soul Kings and one Soul Emperor.

A golden light enveloped Tang San's body, and all of his opponent's attacks vanished as if they had disappeared into thin air. His cold blue eyes reflected the fear in his opponent's gaze.

Three opponents, each from a different direction, blocked their combined attack. Tang San's body had already appeared in front of one of the Soul Kings.

The three seconds of invincibility from his Invincible Golden Body were enough for Tang San to do many things. While his three opponents were stunned that he was unharmed despite being attacked by their powerful soul skills, his Eight Spider Lances had already pierced through the soul master's chest.

A burst of purplish-gold light erupted from Tang San's eyes simultaneously, flashing and disappearing in an instant, as the last Soul King's head exploded into a cloud of blood mist. The Purple Extreme Divine Light chose its moment precisely when Tang San's soul skill was about to end. How could he possibly withstand it?

Miles was going insane. The terrifying destructive power of his opponents, the blood-red sixth spirit ring, and his unscathed survival despite the combined full-force, superhuman attacks of the three of them—all of this had pushed his fear to its absolute limit. When fear reaches a certain level, it's no longer just fear, but madness. True madness.

However, Tang San didn't even give him a chance to act recklessly.

In the instant before his invincible golden body ended, Tang San vanished once again in the terrifying instant teleportation skill. Although both were Soul Emperors, how could Miles compare? Even Soul Douluo-level powerhouses might not be able to directly confront Tang San. Even though Tang San had already depleted over 80% of his soul power, the final outcome of this battle remained unchanged.

This time, after the instantaneous teleportation, Tang San didn't appear behind his opponent, but directly in front of Miles, releasing his second soul skill, Parasitic, which didn't require much soul power. This calmed the frenzied Miles down. Meanwhile, the eight spears on Tang San's back used the moment of restraint to attach themselves to Miles's body.

It didn't pierce or devour him; it merely gently punctured his skin, releasing the toxins. The instant paralysis left Miles completely frozen.

"This...this is...the Elder's...intention?" Miles asked, his hoarse voice trembling. Even now, he still believed that Titan was an elder of the Spirit Hall, and Tang San was merely Titan's subordinate.

Tang San smiled, a cold smile. Against the backdrop of the corpses scattered around him, his expression, like the smile of death, made Miles lose all hope of escaping.

"This is my decision, the interest I repaid from the Spirit Hall. Your fate was sealed the moment you tried to harass my Xiao Wu. Goodbye."

*Poof!* A burst of blood mist erupted, not devouring, but purely piercing. The brutal sight of eight thick spider spears instantly piercing a person's body seemed to transport Tang San back to the City of Slaughter. The pent-up pain within him exploded completely in this carnage. He would never forget the helplessness he felt when Xiao Wu sacrificed herself to save him. He vowed to take control of life—his own life, and the lives of others.

Having endured the carnage of the City of Slaughter, the corpses scattered across the ground held little sway over Tang San. He abandoned Miles's body and calmly retrieved all the hidden weapons left on the Spirit Hall's Soul Masters. Only now did the expected, intense flames finally rise in the distance.

After eating another large recovery sausage and gazing at the distant flames, Tang San's inner rage gradually melted away. The Spirit Hall's power was immense, but so was its coverage area. A direct confrontation was impossible, but dismantling it from the sidelines was possible. With Tang San's strength, unless he encountered an opponent with extremely powerful restrictive abilities, he could at least protect himself even if he couldn't win.

Long before he learned of his parents' hatred, he had already devised a strategy of gradual attrition. Today was just the beginning, and only the beginning. He would exact revenge on the Spirit Hall, bit by bit, for the hatred of his parents, for Xiao Wu, and for the Clear Sky Sect.

The sound of hurried footsteps rose from afar. Although the commotion wasn't loud, the dazzling light easily attracted the attention of the officials of Gengxin City. Trampling on the blood-soaked ground, Tang San gradually disappeared into the darkness.

The next morning, explosive news spread throughout the streets and alleys of Gengxin City. The Gengxin City Martial Soul Main Hall had been reduced to ashes by a fire the previous night. Including the Hall Master, Bishop Miles, a total of thirty-four Soul Masters had perished in the streets of Gengxin City, their deaths gruesome and varied. The street was stained red.

What kind of place is the Spirit Hall?! It's a powerful force that even the two great empires of the world fear. In a city like Gengxin City, the Spirit Hall, with its thirty-odd Spirit Masters, wields immense power, and even the authorities dare not easily offend them. To have both its people and the Spirit Hall completely destroyed overnight—such a thing has never happened before, not only in Gengxin City, but throughout the entire Douluo Continent.

The atmosphere in Gengxin City instantly became extremely tense. Shocked, the authorities launched a thorough investigation, closing the city gates and prohibiting anyone from entering or leaving. They searched house to house for the murderer.

Of course, everyone knew this was just a formality. Someone capable of killing over thirty Spirit Hall Soul Masters wouldn't be so easily caught. The only useful thing the authorities could do was immediately report the situation to the Spirit Hall and await their decision.

Among the people of Gengxin City, the majority of ordinary citizens clapped and cheered. Given Miles's personality, countless ordinary people had been oppressed by the Spirit Hall. The destruction of the Spirit Hall in Gengxin City was met with jubilation from almost everyone in the city.

Unbeknownst to anyone, the city gates, which had been closed, quietly opened at dawn, and two carriages had already departed. Given Lou Gao's position, who could possibly stop him from leaving the city? And just last night, the Blacksmiths' Association officially announced that Si Long would succeed as its president.

On the return journey, the Shrek Five Monsters rode in one carriage, while the two master blacksmiths, engrossed in their research on hidden weapons, traveled in another. The two grandmaster-level blacksmiths, Si Yu and Si Kai, did not accompany Lou Gao to the Tang Sect. Si Long had just become the president of the Blacksmiths' Association and needed their strong support. They had already agreed with Tang San that they would set off for the Tang Sect a month later, once the situation in the Blacksmiths' Association had stabilized.

Ma Hongjun complained, "Third Brother, I brought back so much wealth from the Spirit Hall yesterday, why did you make me hand it all over to the Blacksmiths' Association? That's a considerable fortune!"

With the Martial Soul Main Hall burned down, Ma Hongjun naturally wouldn't return empty-handed; the sheer amount of wealth he brought back was astonishing.

Tang San smiled calmly and said, "That's all the hard-earned money of the people of Gengxin City. Such money is a liability. It's better to hand it over to the Blacksmiths' Association and let them gradually return it to the people. Hasn't the Blacksmiths' Association already given us something in return? Last night, those auction items, including the two divine artifacts, were sold to us at half price. Isn't that enough? This harvest has already exceeded my expectations. We can't be too greedy, can we?"

As he spoke, Tang San's gaze fell on Xiao Wu with some concern.

At this moment, the situation in the carriage was a bit strange. Xiao Wu, who always sat close to Tang San, was now sitting next to Ning Rongrong, fast asleep on Ning Rongrong's lap.

Last night, when Tang San returned, Xiao Wu refused to get close to him, her eyes even showing fear. No matter how Tang San tried to persuade her, she wouldn't let him near. She didn't sleep a wink all night. It wasn't until morning that Xiao Wu gradually calmed down.

Tang San could guess that Xiao Wu, who had lost her soul, was unwilling to approach him because of the bloody aura emanating from him. Although she was unconscious, her senses were still sharp, and even now, she refused to come near him. Early this morning, before dawn, after everyone had packed up all the purchased items and boarded the carriage, Xiao Wu finally fell asleep nestled against Ning Rongrong, exhausted.

Hearing Tang San's words, Ma Hongjun scratched his head and said, "That's true. We wouldn't feel comfortable spending that money. But what if we encounter the same situation again? Should we give it to the local officials? Not every place has a blacksmith's association."

Tang San thought for a moment and said, "It depends on the situation. Handing it over to the authorities is impossible; that would only mean it would fall back into the hands of the Spirit Hall."

Oscar, sitting next to Tang San, said, "I really envy Xiao Wu. She sleeps so soundly and doesn't have to think about anything."

Ma Hongjun looked at Oscar with some disdain and said, "You're just jealous that Xiaowu can rest her head on Rongrong's lap, aren't you? Hehe."

Oscar said matter-of-factly, "What's there to envy? It's not like I haven't slept with someone before. Uh..." He realized he'd let something slip after saying that, and quickly shut up when he saw Ning Rongrong's murderous glare.

Looking at them, Tang San couldn't help but smile. Because of last night's carnage, the rising violence within him had gradually subsided in the relaxed atmosphere with his companions. After all, although Yue Xuan's guidance had prevented his emotions from being affected by his experience in the City of Slaughter, it had never truly disappeared. And this killing intent couldn't be eliminated; otherwise, his God of Slaughter Domain would lose its effectiveness.

Ning Rongrong pinched Oscar's soft waist hard, glared at the fat man, and said, "You fatso, if you dare to make fun of us again, you can forget about finding a wife. Tell me, in the future, which girl would be more likely to trust: you or me?"

Ma Hongjun's eyes widened. "Rongrong, you can't do this! You're all in pairs, and I've just found someone I want to pursue."

Ning Rongrong snorted and tilted her head back, refusing to look at him.

Ma Hongjun coughed twice. "Okay, okay, I won't make fun of you anymore. Let's change the subject. Hehe. Rongrong, you put those two artifacts away yesterday, right? Take them out and let us see! Let us appreciate just how strong their defensive capabilities are."

This even piqued Tang San's interest. Yesterday, after Tang San and the others returned, Lou Gao kept his promise, and everything Miles had won in the auction came into their possession. Furthermore, because of the large sum of money Ma Hongjun brought back from the Spirit Hall, these items were sold to the Tang Sect at half price. This naturally included the two Eight Treasures Ruyi Soft Armor pieces, which were considered divine artifacts.

Ning Rongrong nodded, and with a flash of light, two Eight Treasures Ruyi Soft Armor pieces appeared in her hands.

They had already seen the men's soft nails at yesterday's auction; they were blue, while the other women's was white.

Neither piece of soft armor had any decorative patterns, and they felt quite light in the hand. Ning Rongrong handed them directly to Tang San.

Tang San took the two soft armors, picked up the men's one, and gently tugged at it. The material of the soft armor stretched slightly, but when he let go, it automatically returned to its original shape. It was very elastic.

With a long sigh, Tang San exclaimed, "Incredible skill! It's unimaginable how Senior Lou Gao managed to do that."

Oscar reminded Tang San, "Now you should call him Elder Lou Gao. He's a member of our Tang Clan."

Tang San turned to Ma Hongjun beside him and said, "Try burning it with your Phoenix Flame."

As he spoke, he held up the man's blue armor and presented it to Ma Hongjun.

Ma Hongjun nodded. With his current strength, he no longer needed to fully unleash his martial soul to use a bit of Phoenix Flame. A ball of orange-red flame rose from his fingertips and was pressed directly onto the armor.

Ma Hongjun's phoenix flames had a strong adhesive effect, and even though it was only a small amount, the temperature inside the carriage was still slowly rising.

All eyes were focused on the soft armor. Under the burning of the phoenix flames, the soft armor, which shimmered with a crystal luster, did not change at all, not even its color.

Tang San nodded, signaling Ma Hongjun to extinguish the flames, before addressing the crowd: "Through the armor, I could only feel a slight warmth. Its heat resistance must be very strong. I'm afraid Master Si Di's statement that it can withstand attacks from Soul Masters below level 60 includes any form of head-on impact. This is truly a rare treasure."

As he spoke, he tossed the soft armor in his hand to Oscar, "Little Oscar, you can wear this men's version."

Oscar accepted the Eight Treasures Auspicious Armor with a smile, without any hesitation. Although he already possessed the Mirror Sausage, which granted him temporary abilities similar to a Battle Soul Master, he was still primarily a support-type Soul Master. This armor would be far more useful to him than to Tang San and Ma Hongjun.

Holding another piece of white soft armor, Tang San hesitated, glancing at Ning Rongrong and then at Xiao Wu, who was sleeping soundly on her lap, unable to make a decision.

Neither Ning Rongrong nor Xiao Wu possesses much defensive capability, yet they only have one soft armor. Who should it be given to? The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School provided the money, and the million gold soul coins they brought this time consumed most of it. However, Xiao Wu is clearly more vulnerable than Ning Rongrong right now. Moreover, emotionally speaking, Tang San's heart is obviously biased towards Xiao Wu, but the more this is the case, the more indecisive he becomes.

Ning Rongrong, being so clever, naturally saw through Tang San's dilemma. She smiled slightly and said, "Third Brother, give it to me. I'll help Xiao Wu put it on when we rest on the way. It suits her better than mine. Didn't Senior Lou Gao promise to make these soft armors for us again in the future? I'll just ask him for another one."

Tang San handed over the soft armor, a hint of gratitude in his eyes, but he didn't say thank you. The Shrek Seven Devils were all comrades who had gone through life and death together. Saying thank you would be a bit hypocritical.

Xiao Wu didn't approach Tang San for three whole days. After three days, the situation gradually changed. Her inner dependence overcame her fear, and the bloody aura on Tang San gradually faded. Only then did she return to Tang San's side.

The white, eight-treasure auspicious soft armor for women had already been passed on to Xiao Wu. This armor was somewhat troublesome to put on, and naturally, even more difficult to take off. It was also very close to the skin. Therefore, Tang San no longer had to suffer that painful yet pleasurable ordeal when resting at night.

Although Xiao Wu, dressed in white, form-fitting soft armor, still had alluring curves, it was far better than the powerful attraction of being completely naked.

Three days' journey from Heaven Dou City, Lou Gao approached Tang San, requesting a private conversation. Ma Hongjun, Oscar, and Ning Rongrong temporarily changed carriages. As for Xiao Wu, Tang San naturally wouldn't let her leave. Lou Gao, already somewhat aware of Xiao Wu's situation, wasn't concerned.

"Elder Lou Gao, what brings you here?" Tang San looked at Lou Gao, and from his expression, he could see the fervor in his heart. Tang San had possessed this fervor in his previous life. In this life, however, it had faded considerably. Perhaps it was because his life in this life was no longer on such a simple trajectory.

Lou Gao pulled a stack of blueprints from his robes. These were given to him by Tang San after he left Gengxin City; they were the complete blueprints for making the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needles. Tang San had compiled these blueprints himself in his previous life from various materials within the Tang Sect. His memory of them was naturally extremely vivid, hence the blueprints were very detailed.

"Sect Master, I have a request, please grant it." Lou Gao stared intently at Tang San.

Tang San asked, "Are you going to make the Rain of Pear Blossom Needles?"

Lou Gao nodded vigorously. "Titan and I have discussed and studied this carefully, and I am at least 60% confident that we can successfully create this peerless hidden weapon. Sect Master, now that we have the Deep Sea Sinking Silver Mother, let me create it. I believe it will surpass all my previous works."

Tang San sighed and said, "Senior, I understand your feelings. I have no doubt about your skills either. However, we have a very troublesome problem now. That is the processing of the deep-sea sunken silver mother. With our current capabilities, it is very difficult to forge it. Do you have a way to forge it?"

At this point, Lou Gao looked dejected. "No, I've already tried. That thing is just too tough. Titan and I tried our best, and we could only barely change its shape, but we absolutely couldn't forge it. But Titan told me that you have a way. That's why I came to you! Sect Master, you should understand how I feel right now, so please let me oversee this forging."

Tang San thought for a moment and said, "Alright. After we return to the Tang Sect, I will send you to a place. Only the people there will have the opportunity to forge it. As far as I know, the Deep Sea Silver Mother cannot be refined by flames. Only after being hammered by extremely powerful forces will it soften and be able to be cast into shape. But this softening time will be very short. In other words, you must have a powerful expert with sufficient ability working with you continuously for there to be any chance of success."

"It's a pity about your father... otherwise, with his power, he could certainly have done it. Among the three great master craftsmen, your father became a master craftsman precisely because he was able to purify things to the greatest extent possible. If he and I had cooperated, the chances of success would have exceeded 90%. The Clear Sky Hammer is indeed the most powerful and destructive martial soul. At the same time, in my opinion, it is also the most malleable martial soul."

Tang San thought for a moment and said, "Leave this matter to me. I'll try my best to find you a suitable partner."

Lou Gao's eyes revealed a look of longing as he gripped the blueprints tightly in his hand.

In Tang San's heart, Lou Gao's importance to the Tang Sect was no less than that of Titan. If Titan could control the overall production of Tang Sect's hidden weapons, then Lou Gao was the creator of the most advanced hidden weapons. With these two master craftsmen at the helm, Tang San could devote more energy to cultivation and handling various sect affairs without needing to participate in the forging process. Creating the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needles was also his wish. If Lou Gao could truly succeed, it would undoubtedly add significant weight to the Tang Sect's existence.

As evening approached, just as the nightlife in Tiandou City was beginning, two carriages carrying the Shrek Five Monsters and two master craftsmen quietly entered the city. To return as soon as possible, they traveled day and night, spending most of their time on the road. They saved several days compared to their departure and finally arrived back.

The carriage returned directly to the Tang Clan's gate, where the plaque still bore the name of the Li Clan. From the outside, it seemed as if nothing had changed during this time. However, when Tang San and his companions alighted from the carriage, they saw that Niu Gao, the patriarch of the Yu Clan, Bai He, the patriarch of the Min Clan, and Yang Wudi, the patriarch of the Po Clan, were all standing at the gate to greet them.

Tang San looked at the three clan leaders, or rather, Tang Clan elders, who came to greet him with some surprise, and asked in astonishment, "How did the three elders know that we had returned?"

Bai He smiled slightly and said, "Sect Master, have you forgotten what the Min Clan's specialty is?"

Tang San then realized, "You've already got the Min clan members moving?"

Bai He laughed and said, "We can't just sit around in the sect eating all day! After settling in, I sent them all out. Now, my clansmen are monitoring the main areas of Tiandou City, and any changes that happen in the city are reported back to the sect immediately. This is also a form of training for my clansmen."

Niu Gao laughed and said, "What's with all this talk about clans? From now on, we're all Tang Clan. Sect Master, don't just stand here, come in and take a look. We can't let Old White Crane show off all by himself. You should also see the achievements of our Yu Clan during this time. Our sect is basically complete. The remaining details will need to be adjusted gradually."

Yang Wudi didn't speak, but simply nodded to Tang San. The four major clans had finally gathered at the Tang Sect. Tang San first introduced Lou Gao to the three sect leaders, and then, surrounded by the crowd, returned to his own Tang Sect.

As he entered the sect, he was also pondering a question. Now that the Tang Sect was officially established, its name had to be changed. It couldn't still be called the Clan of Strength or the Clan of Defense. How could it be considered the Tang Sect then? A preliminary framework for the Tang Sect's current structure was gradually taking shape in his mind.

Stepping into the Tang Clan, one immediately senses a difference from the original Power Clan. Even the original Power Clan's architecture has undergone subtle changes.

Someone else might not have noticed the change, but Tang San was different. Whenever he arrived in a new place, his mental energy would meticulously scan and analyze his surroundings. Since this mansion of the Power Clan would later become the foundation of the Tang Sect, Tang San naturally investigated it even more thoroughly. The mansion, seemingly unchanged on the surface, subtly differed from the Tang Sect in Tang San's memory. With Niu Gao's explanation, Tang San learned that these subtle changes were due to the Tang Sect's hidden weapons. The Power Clan had not only reinforced the existing buildings but also added numerous locations where hidden weapons could be launched.

For example, some bricks on the wall can be removed at any time and used as projectiles or concealed weapons.

Of course, this was only Tang San's initial impression upon entering. Only after reaching the inner hall could he truly appreciate the formidable architectural abilities of the Yu Clan. The Tang Sect's buildings were nearly twice as numerous as before; many existing structures had been renovated, and with the addition of various new buildings, what an enormous undertaking it was!

In such a short time, the Yu Clan not only completed all the buildings, but also ensured that none of their new structures clashed with the original architecture of the Li Clan, creating a harmonious and seamless whole. All the Tang Clan's buildings appeared perfectly balanced and harmonious. Even their degree of age seemed similar. What kind of craftsmanship was this? The Yu Clan's achievements in architecture were as astonishing as the work of the master craftsman Lou Gao, which had impressed Tang San.

Niu Gao spoke to Tang San in his booming voice, "Sect Master, our Tang Sect is currently built in five main areas. The four cardinal directions are the residences of the four clans, while the central area protects the Sect Master's Mansion. We currently have 1,087 Soul Masters, and with the current state of the sect's construction, we can accommodate over 400 more, reaching approximately 1,500 without overcrowding. Architecturally, in the event of an enemy attack, all Soul Masters can quickly reach their battle positions via the corridors. It's a pity you won't allow me to undertake large-scale reconstruction of the outer walls; otherwise, I'm confident I could build our Tang Sect like a fortress."

Tang San smiled and said, "Elder Niu Gao, you have done a very good job. The Yu Clan truly deserves to be called the best in the construction industry. I really didn't expect that you could complete such a massive project in such a short time."

As they spoke, the group arrived at the rear hall of the sect leader's residence. A huge plaque hung above the main gate, bearing the three golden characters "Sect Leader's Residence." Upon entering, they found themselves in a bright, spacious, square courtyard. A few simple trees adorned the sides, but no other plants were visible. Beyond the courtyard lay the sect leader's council hall. This spacious hall could comfortably accommodate fifty people for meetings without feeling crowded. Behind it were the sect leader's private quarters. Of course, the room specially modified for Tang San was originally Titan's residence. After the renovation, it became the most heavily guarded area within the Tang Sect, but as per Tang San's original request, it was devoid of any luxury.

Everyone took their seats in the sect leader's council hall. Tang San naturally sat in the main seat, with the patriarchs of the four independent clans and the divine craftsman Lou Gao to his left. To his right were the four members of the Shrek Seven Devils. Since it was time to discuss matters, Tang San entrusted Xiao Wu to Ning Rongrong's care for the time being. Xiao Wu also appeared very docile; apart from Tang San, she only didn't show any resistance when she was with Ning Rongrong.

Tang San smiled and said, "I really didn't expect to see so many surprises after returning from my trip. Our Tang Sect has now been officially established. However, due to the current situation in the Soul Master world, we don't need to publicize it to avoid trouble. Elder Niu Gao gave me a great surprise. The four clans alone are the cornerstones of the Tang Sect. In the future, we will rely on the joint efforts of all the elders to make our Tang Sect flourish."

Niu Gao chuckled and said, "Sect Master, from now on we are all part of the Tang Sect. You don't need to be so polite with us. If you need us to do anything, or how the Tang Sect should develop in the future, you will have to lead the way."

Tang San nodded and said, "This trip to Gengxin City with Elder Titan was very fruitful. We not only invited back a senior like Elder Lou Gao, who was at the Divine Descent level, but we also purchased enough materials. Before arranging the specific matters, I have a suggestion that I would like to discuss with you elders."

At this point, Tang San paused. Although he didn't yet possess much authority, his strength demonstrated during the conquest of the four clans had already earned the recognition of their leaders. All eyes were now on him, listening intently to his words.

"Now that the four clans have joined the Tang Sect, we are one entity. It's no longer appropriate to refer to each other as clans. How about we simply change our titles and assign specific roles to the four elders? From now on, any major decisions the Tang Sect makes will be made jointly by the elders and us."

Yang Wudi spoke for the first time since Tang San's return, "Sect Master, please be more specific."

Tang San nodded and said, "My plan is as follows. The four people beside me are my partners who have shared life and death with me. They will work with me and the elders to handle the future affairs of the Tang Sect. Let me introduce them to you seniors. The one sitting to my left is Oscar, a level 61 food-type weapon spirit master. He will be in charge of the Tang Sect's logistics in the future."

Oscar stood up, smiled, and bowed to the four clan leaders and Lou Gao in front of him.

Although Oscar was also young, the four clan leaders in front of him did not underestimate him in any way. With Tang San's experience as a precedent and Tang San's introduction of Oscar, a hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the four clan leaders, including Titan.

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