Chapter 132: The Devil Tang Chen

"Hao, Uncle Hao, you're back?"

"Have you decided to come back?"

At this moment, a voice came from behind the crowd.

Somewhat excited, yet somewhat timid.

Tang Hao, Tang Chen, and Tang San almost simultaneously turned their heads to look.

They saw a disheveled, burly figure appearing behind them.

"Don't be nervous, old ancestor, Xiao San. He is Tang Hu, one of the survivors of our Hao Tian Sect."

Tang Hao recognized the person and quickly explained to Tang Chen and Tang San.

"Tang Hu, a disciple of Hao Tian Sect?"

Tang Chen frowned slightly.

With just one glance, he could see the other's cultivation level, merely a Soul King.

Involuntarily, Tang Chen felt even more distressed.

How weak had the once number one sect in the world become?

Truly despairing.

"Uncle Hao, who are they?"

Tang Hu sharply caught Tang Hao's reference to the elderly man.

Seemingly, the ancestor?

"Tang Hu, this is the sect's rejuvenating ancestor, Elder Tang Chen. Aren't you going to pay your respects?"

Who?
The rejuvenating ancestor, Tang Chen?
A look of shock crossed Tang Hu's face, his mind went blank.

"No, this can't be possible, it must be because I've been too eager for the sect's rise. This is fake, all of this is just my hallucination, right?"

After the shock, Tang Hu had a bitter smile.

He doubted everyone.

It's one thing to say about others, but now, even the long-lost ancestor has appeared, something was off.

"Hmph, boy, what nonsense are you spouting?"

Seeing this, Tang Chen snorted coldly.

At the same time, a pressure of soul force followed his snort and fell on Tang Hu.

Thump.

In contrast, Tang Hu had no resistance and instantly knelt on the ground.

No choice.

The might of a level 99 Title Douluo was not something he could resist.

Even just a whiff of soul force pressure was enough to suppress him.

His knees knelt on the cold bluestone ground, and Tang Hu felt a surge of pain.

But it was this pain that brought him back to his senses.

"You, you really are Elder Tang Chen of our Hao Tian Sect?"

He looked at Tang Chen incredulously, his voice trembling.

Tang Chen snorted irritably, "As if there's someone else pretending to be me?"

"No, there's none."

Tang Hu shook his head repeatedly, "Unfilial descendant Tang Hu, pays his respects to Elder Tang Chen!"

As he spoke, he kowtowed three times to Tang Chen with loud thumps.

"Indeed unfilial. In my absence, Hao Tian Sect was actually annihilated."

Tang Chen said coldly, "Hmph, what a joke, a big joke indeed."

Clearly, he was filled with endless frustration, with no way to release it.

"This..."

A look of embarrassment flashed across Tang Hu's face, but he soon said earnestly, "Tang Hu believes that under the leadership of Elder Tang Chen, Hao Tian Sect will definitely return to glory and reclaim the title of the number one sect in the world."

Tang Chen waved his hand impatiently, "Enough with the flattery, now go and gather all the surviving members of the sect."

Tang Chen had not forgotten the purpose of his visit, which was not to clean up the mess of Hao Tian Sect but to rid himself of the severe poison.

But Tang Hu was excited.

"Yes, I will gather all the surviving members of the sect for you right away."

After speaking, Tang Hu deeply bowed to Tang Hao, "Uncle Hao, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you before. I thought you no longer wanted to care for us disciples, but it turns out you were looking for Elder Tang Chen."

Tang Hao: "."

He couldn't help but complain in his heart: I beg you, stop making assumptions, if it weren't for curing Tang Chen and Tang San, I wouldn't want to come back to this broken place.

However, Tang Hu, destined not to hear his thoughts, excitedly ran off with a look of excitement on his face.

Before long.

A series of figures appeared in the eyes of Tang Hao and the others.

From far to near, they were all young faces, ranging from seven or eight to seventeen or eighteen years old, with Tang Hu being the oldest among them.

There were about a hundred people in total.

"Sigh"

Tang Chen let out a long breath and slowly said, "Are these all the surviving disciples of Hao Tian Sect?"

"Old ancestor, everyone is here."

Tang Hu nodded heavily in response. Then he turned to the people behind him, "What are you dawdling for? Pay your respects to the old ancestor and Uncle Hao."

Following his command, the young ones behind him belatedly knelt down.

Then, in uneven voices, they said:

"Greetings to the old ancestor."

"Greetings to Uncle Hao."

The voices of the young ones rang out, causing a tremor in both Tang Chen and Tang Hao's hearts.

But soon, they suppressed that flicker of compassion.

Tang Chen looked at Tang San beside him, "Xiao San, it's up to you now."

"Alright."

Tang San nodded, took out a bowl filled with clear water from his spatial soul device, and then added two leaves into the bowl. "These are Blood Dissolving Grass. If the bloodlines are compatible, they will fuse with each other. But we need a drop of your blood, old ancestor."

"That's no problem." Tang Chen nodded, then stepped forward to Tang San, cut his finger, and dropped a drop of blood into the bowl.

"What's this for?"

The disciples of Hao Tian Sect in front of Tang Chen and the others were all puzzled.

"No need for unnecessary questions."

Tang Hao's voice rose at this moment.

Seeing everyone's gaze turning to him, Tang Hao pointed at Tang San, "He is my son, Tang San. Whatever he asks you to do, just do it. Don't worry, it won't harm you."

The many disciples of Hao Tian Sect nodded in understanding.

Then they heard Tang San loudly say, "Now, one by one, come forward and drop a drop of your blood into the bowl. If it can fuse with the old ancestor's blood, stand behind me. Afterwards, there will be a great opportunity for you."

What?
A great opportunity?

The disciples of Hao Tian Sect were all excited upon hearing this.

"Hehe, it must be the old ancestor passing down some secret techniques of the sect."

"Exactly. If one can fuse with the old ancestor's bloodline, that means they are the elite among the Hao Tian Sect disciples, surely to be given key training."

"I really hope I get selected. Under the old ancestor's guidance, why worry about not skyrocketing in strength?"

"..."

Many people started whispering among themselves privately.

Some didn't speak but clenched their fists, all silently praying they would be chosen by Tang Chen.

"Start now, one by one."

At this moment, Tang San's voice sounded.

"I'll go first."

"I'll go first."

The children's emotions were indeed high.

The corners of Tang Chen's eyes twitched involuntarily.

If these people knew what awaited them was not an opportunity but a disaster, what would their mood be?
"Probably very despairing," he muttered to himself.

"Don't rush, line up."

At this moment, Tang San's voice rose, making arrangements.

The blood-dropping process proceeded quickly.

"No."

"No."

"Still no."

Tang San kept shaking his head, his expression becoming more serious.

"Could it be that none of these people can fuse with the old ancestor's bloodline?"

"If that's the case, it would be very troublesome."

He had already started pondering silently; if the blood replacement path didn't work, how to save both Tang Chen and himself.

Thinking it over, only one path remained.

"Immortal herbs. If there are suitable immortal herbs, solving the toxin problem in both Tang Chen's and my body wouldn't be difficult."
Tang San thought to himself.

But mentioning immortal herbs inevitably brought up one person.

Qin Xiao.
And speaking of Qin Xiao, Tang San felt an itch in his teeth with hatred.

"Damn it."

"This Qin Xiao, acting too decisively, not leaving a single immortal herb for me. But..."

"If we were to inform Tang Chen about the immortal herbs, I wonder how much of a chance he'd have..."

Tang San hesitated greatly.

He knew well Tang Chen's condition was not good; if they were to engage Qin Xiao, triggering a relapse of his old injuries, the consequences...
Unimaginable.

Tough!
Really too tough!
Tang San was on the verge of breaking down.

"It fused!"

"Look, my blood has fused with the old ancestor's!"

Suddenly, an excited voice came from in front of Tang San.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old youth pointed at the bowl where the blood was merging, exclaiming excitedly.

"It seems there's still hope."

Seeing this, Tang San's eyes also lit up.

Now, it seemed, there was no need to inform Tang Chen about the immortal herbs and have a life-and-death struggle with Qin Xiao.

"You first stand behind me."

Tang San gestured to the youth to come behind him, then said to the others, "Continue."

"If he can do it, I believe I can too."

"I believe I'm also a chosen one."

After the first success, the rest of the people were as excited as if they had been injected with adrenaline.

"I've got it too, I've got it too."

Soon, the second Hao Tian Sect disciple whose blood fused with Tang Chen's appeared.

Then the third, the fourth...
After a long while.

Over a hundred Hao Tian Sect disciples had completed the test.

But only about twenty were selected.

"Xiao San, are these people enough?"

At this moment, Tang Chen's voice suddenly rang in Tang San's ear.

Tang San looked at Tang Chen, knowing he was using sound transmission to speak, so he nodded, indicating it was enough.

"Good!"

Tang Chen nodded heavily, then waved his hand to those not selected, "The rest of you may leave for now. Tang Hu and those selected stay behind."

"Ah, what a pity."

"The chance to soar has passed."

"Really envious of those who were selected."

The remaining disciples, though reluctant, dared not go against Tang Chen's wishes and dispersed.

Tang Chen instructed Tang Hu, "Now find us a secluded place where we won't be disturbed."

"Old Ancestor, Uncle Hao, follow me."

Tang Hu led everyone to a secret chamber.

Dark and damp.

Torches flickered, illuminating this cave.

"Old Ancestor, Uncle Hao, rest assured, we won't be disturbed here, it's enough for you to teach the sect disciples."

Tang Hu said excitedly.

Undoubtedly, this place was also a refuge created by Hao Tian Sect, surviving the massacre.

"Good."

Tang Hao nodded in satisfaction, then told Tang Hu, "Wait outside for us, if we need anything, we'll call for you."

"Ah, okay."

Tang Hu hesitated but eventually nodded.

He couldn't hide the disappointment in his heart.

He had hoped to stay and receive guidance from the old ancestor like the selected disciples to improve his cultivation.

"It seems I, Tang Hu, am not that fortunate." He sighed quietly and left dejectedly.

"Xiao San, is there anything else we need to prepare?"

Tang Chen asked at this moment.

Tang San shook his head, "Old Ancestor, we can start now. After the blood exchange, you can take the spiritual medicine I've prepared for you to remove the hidden dangers in your body."

Exchange blood?

Remove hidden dangers?
Something seemed off.
At this moment, the remaining twenty or so Hao Tian Sect disciples showed shocked expressions on their faces.

They sensed something was amiss.

This might not be what they had expected.

"You, come here."

Tang Chen pointed at one of the Hao Tian Sect disciples.

"Old, Old Ancestor."

The young disciple approached tremulously.

But in the next moment, he felt a gust of wind, and his arm was grasped.

It was none other than Tang Chen.

Rip.

His palm was sliced open by a blade, blood flowing freely.

Tang Chen's hands were also covered in blood, palms cut open.

Then, Tang Chen grasped the young man's palm.

"Old Ancestor"

The young man called out in panic.

However, after this call, he couldn't speak anymore.

His body shook like a sieve.

His complexion turned pale at a visible speed.

Tang Chen frantically transferred soul power, driving the blood flow in both their bodies.

Zizz.

A large amount of poisoned blood flowed out through the wound in his left palm.

While his right hand, tightly holding the Hao Tian Sect disciple's hand, frenziedly absorbed the disciple's blood, replenishing his own.

"This feeling."

"Comfortable!"

Tang Chen narrowed his eyes, letting out a moan.

Fresh blood infused him, making him feel light and rejuvenated.

In contrast, the Hao Tian Sect disciple, gradually drained of his blood, twisted in agony.

His facial features converged, looking ferocious and horrifying.

"Old Ancestor, please, stop."

At the brink of life and death, he finally made a sound.

Desperately pleading for Tang Chen to spare him.

But was that possible?
Tang Chen shook his head, "Stop? Impossible. Your lives exist for me; this is fate. Besides, sacrificing yourselves, if it can save my life, is a great honor for you. Are you not satisfied? Have you forgotten the teachings of our sect? The interests of the sect are above everything else."

After speaking.

He let go of his hand.

Not out of mercy, but because the young man's body was drained of blood and had become a dried corpse.

Thump.

The young man fell to the ground, and in a more bizarre scene, shattered like broken porcelain.

Silence.

A deadly silence.

Everyone's eyes widened, mouths agape, filled with shock and terror.

"This, this isn't an opportunity, it's a death sentence."

"Cruel!"

"Too cruel, is the old ancestor a devil?"

Many Hao Tian Sect disciples began to retreat in fear, some even screaming in terror.

In the end, they were just children.

Some even thought, the scene before them, was more terrifying than the day Hao Tian Sect's gates were breached.

(End of Chapter)

{Sorry I posted wrong chapter yesterday. I am very sorry.the correct chapter has been posted.}

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