Tang Yuehua was a second-generation disciple, and had once been the Hao Tian Sect's number one cultivation waste. In Tang Bo's view, whether Tang Yuehua's challenge succeeded or failed, they—as first-generation elders—would be losers either way.
Except for the Seventh Elder Tang Lie, all of them were ninth-ring Titled Douluos. Defeating Tang Yuehua—a junior—would be only natural.
After all, Titled Douluos were revered figures admired by tens of thousands on the continent—how could they possibly lose so easily?
But if they actually lost, they would truly lose face beyond redemption.
Tang Yuehua knew something about their strength. The outcome of this challenge was crucial to whether Tang San could successfully recognize his ancestors and return to the clan. Without considerable confidence, Tang Yuehua—as his aunt—wouldn't dare to act this way.
It wasn't certain, but it could be confirmed that their possibility of defeat wasn't small.
Winning would be natural; losing would be embarrassing—and likely embarrassing at that. For safety's sake, it was better to forget about the challenge.
As the highest-ranked first-generation elders of the sect, if they could avoid losing face, they should avoid it.
As for Tang Yuehua demonstrating her strength, letting the second-generation disciples serve as test subjects was enough.
After all, there were eighth-ring Soul Douluos among the second-generation disciples—sufficient to serve as test subjects.
"No! For Xiao San to recognize his ancestors and return to the clan, he needs the recognition of the sect disciples and the approval of the elders. However, Xiao San is still young and far from being a match for the elders. As Xiao San's aunt, I am merely accepting the test on his behalf."
Tang Yuehua's beautiful face turned stern as she seriously rejected the suggestion.
Joking aside—Auntie was looking forward to beating up these old men! How could she just give up on the challenge when told to?
Ever since the Hao Tian Sect was forced to seal their mountain and retreat from the world by the Spirit Hall, Tang Yuehua had heard and seen no shortage of complaints and hatred toward her second brother Tang Hao from the elder faction members led by these old men. Behind his back, they cursed him with increasingly harsh words.
Ultimately, what happened back then was unavoidable for her second brother. Though he was at fault, the blame wasn't entirely his. Tracing back to the source, the Spirit Hall was the true culprit behind the sect sealing their mountain and the loss of members.
The Spirit Hall was powerful—you couldn't stand against them—so you blindly blamed everything on my second brother. Wasn't this a classic case of bullying the weak and fearing the strong?
As his direct younger sister, she had endured it before when she had no strength. But now that she had power, wasn't this the perfect opportunity to vent her anger?
"This..."
Tang Bo hesitated somewhat.
"Seventh Elder, why don't you go first!"
Tang Yuehua waved her hand and directly focused her gaze on Seventh Elder Tang Lie.
It wasn't about picking the softest target first—it was because this Seventh Elder was the one who cursed the most harshly.
Of course, Tang Yuehua didn't intend to do anything serious to Tang Lie—she just wanted to teach the arrogant old man a lesson.
Even if not for her eldest nephew's matter of recognizing ancestors and returning to the clan, she might not have had such thoughts.
After all, he didn't curse without reason—back then, he had buried his own child. Tang Yuehua could understand Seventh Elder's hatred toward her second brother. Her actions now were solely to support her eldest nephew.
"Alright then, let this old man see niece Yuehua's strength."
Tang Lie nodded and stepped forward.
Having been directly challenged by name, he couldn't show cowardice—otherwise, where would the face of a sect elder go?
"Seventh Elder, Yuehua—go outside the fortress. Don't want to damage our courtyard."
At this moment, Tang Xiao spoke up.
Earlier, Tang Hu and Tang San were merely fifth-ring Soul Kings with limited strength. But Seventh Elder Tang Lie was a Level 89 Soul Douluo with considerable power. If they really fought, the Hao Tian Sect residence would inevitably be affected.
The residence was located on a mountaintop—repairs would be troublesome. Better to move the battlefield outside the residence.
Nodding slightly, Tang Yuehua flicked her sleeve and led the way outside the fortress.
"Quick, quick, let's grab good spots!"
Immediately, everyone in the courtyard followed.
Challenging a first-generation elder—and the challenger being Tang Yuehua, who had once been the sect's biggest waste—this was even more anticipated than the previous fight between Tang Hu and Tang San.
Every Hao Tian Sect disciple present was eager to be spectators.
Outside the Hao Tian Fortress, on an open space not far from the cliff, Tang Yuehua in palace dress and Tang Lie in combat attire stood fifty meters apart.
"Brother-in-law, Seventh Elder is a Level 89 Soul Douluo—can Yuehua really defeat him?"
Looking at the two figures standing in the distance, Tang Xiao asked Chu Chengzhou beside him.
As soon as Tang Xiao finished speaking, Tang San's gaze also turned to Chu Chengzhou.
Although his aunt had broken through her martial soul's limitations with the help of the Aromatic Silk Beauty Immortal Herb, as far as he knew, it had only been a few months since she broke through.
Even if the Aromatic Silk Beauty was an extremely rare immortal medicinal herb, it couldn't possibly have raised his aunt's strength from a Level 9 Soul Trainee to an Level 89 Soul Douluo in just a few months, right?
"Hehe~, just wait and don't be too shocked later."
Chu Chengzhou said with a smile.
Tang San: "."
The thing I, Tang San, hate most in life is people who speak in riddles!
Hmm, you say this is my good uncle-in-law who's my patron?
Then forget it—if uncle-in-law says so, he must have his reasons. As a junior, I, Tang San, should just listen obediently.
At this moment, on the battlefield.
"Niece Yuehua, let this old man see your martial soul!"
Tang Lie stood with his left hand behind his back, his waist straight as a rod. With a wave of his right hand, a dark light flashed—his Hao Tian Hammer martial soul materialized. Eight soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black—blossomed around him as he spoke to Tang Yuehua dozens of meters away.
To be honest, Tang Lie was quite curious about Tang Yuehua's Wishful Ring martial soul after she broke through its limitations.
When Tang Yuehua first awakened her martial soul back then, the entire Hao Tian Sect couldn't help but feel sorry for her.
One must understand—in the numerous martial souls on the continent, before this, only the Six-Winged Angel martial soul inherited by the Spirit Hall's Angel family naturally came with an innate domain.
Though he was a Hao Tian Sect elder and should stand on his sect's side, frankly speaking, the Six-Winged Angel was the continent's strongest martial soul. Compared to the Hao Tian Sect's inherited Hao Tian Hammer, it only fell short in terms of strength—the other aspects surpassed the Hao Tian Hammer by more than one street.
Now that Tang Yuehua's martial soul had broken through its limitations, it could be foreseen that even if her transformed martial soul couldn't match the Six-Winged Angel, it would at least be an extremely powerful martial soul—definitely no worse than the Hao Tian Hammer.
"Seventh Elder, you might be disappointed—my Wishful Ring is an auxiliary-type martial soul. It doesn't help much in combat."
Tang Yuehua shook her head and said.
"What? An auxiliary-type martial soul?!"
Tang Lie immediately widened his eyes, his face filled with disbelief and shock.
Not boasting or belittling—I, Tang Lie, may only be an Level 89 Soul Douluo, but with my Hao Tian Hammer in hand, my strength isn't necessarily inferior to some ninth-ring assault-type Titled Douluos on the continent with poor soul ring configurations.
You—you're just an auxiliary-type soul master—where do you get the nerve to challenge this old man?
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