Chapter 48 The Boomerang is Here! Xiao Wu: Third Brother, aren't you happy?
The Dark World, the Realm of Gods, the Temple of the Sea God.
"hateful!"
Tang San was so angry that he cursed, his teeth grinding together.
His chest heaved violently, and his eyes were bloodshot, like a wild beast that had been enraged.
"Disband...cut off...vassals..."
These words were like sharp knives, stabbing viciously into his heart.
The Tang Sect—that was the greatest mark he left on Douluo Continent, a tool he meticulously crafted to leave a lasting legacy and to harvest the power of faith!
As a result, in the White World, these "unfilial descendants" not only threw away his unique hidden weapon skills, but also destroyed his proud Xuan Tian Gong! They even completely surrendered to Shrek Academy and became their vassals!
This isn't reform; it's blatant betrayal and disloyalty!
What he found most unacceptable was that, in this way, although the Tang Clan in the White World would still be called the Tang Clan, would it still have any connection with him, Tang San?
Perhaps in a few thousand years, the people of the White World Douluo Continent will have forgotten such a great being as him?
That's absolutely outrageous!
"Third Brother, what's wrong?"
Just then, Xiao Wu looked over, gently took his arm, and said softly, "I think this is a good idea?"
"Okay?!" Tang San turned his head sharply, almost shouting, but when he saw Xiao Wu's clear and innocent eyes, he swallowed his words back.
"Where is it better?" Tang San asked through gritted teeth.
"Think about it, Third Brother," Xiao Wu blinked and analyzed innocently.
"Didn't you always lament to me that it hurt to see the Tang Clan in the lower realm decline? You said those children were suffering too much and being bullied."
"Now look at those kids in the White World. Although they changed the rules, they're doing well! With Shrek as their backer, they've become a top-tier force."
"Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. As long as the children are happy, do formalities really matter that much?"
Tang San opened his mouth, his face turning pale and then red, but he couldn't utter a single word in rebuttal.
This is like a boomerang hitting yourself!
In the past, in order to maintain his "benevolent and righteous" and "affectionate" persona in front of Xiao Wu, he did indeed feign concern for the hardships of the Tang Clan.
Now things are great. Bai Shijie has really saved the Tang Clan, and they're living a very comfortable life.
If he were to jump out and oppose it now, wouldn't that be telling Xiao Wu: I don't care about the lives or deaths of those descendants; I only care whether they worship me or not?
"call..."
Tang San took a deep breath, forced out a smile that looked worse than crying, and patted Xiao Wu's hand.
"Yes... Xiao Wu, you're right."
"As long as the children are doing well... I'm... I'm at ease."
He said it as if every word was squeezed out from between his teeth.
Deep down, Tang San was already roaring madly:
"What am I doing in this white world?! Are you dead?!"
"You just watched those descendants of the Tang Clan destroy your foundation, and you didn't even utter a peep?!"
...
On the other side of the divine realm, the temple of destruction.
The God of Destruction, clad in purple robes, stared at the light screen, a cold and mocking smile playing on his lips.
"Hehe, this is interesting."
"A complete break, destruction before construction… These descendants of the Tang Clan in the white world are far more courageous than those in the black world."
The God of Destruction gently swirled the wine glass in his hand, his eyes filled with amusement: "That guy Tang San always has traditions and ancestral rules on his lips, but in reality, it's just to satisfy his own desire for control."
"Now look what's happened, they're not including you in their games anymore."
"Moreover, it turns out that the Tang Sect was revitalized after shedding Tang San's outdated methods. This is simply the greatest irony for Tang San!"
"Hahaha! That's great! That's really great!"
...
The Dark World, Douluo Continent.
Compared to the undercurrents in the divine realm, the soul masters in the lower realm reacted much more directly.
"I must say, Elder Xuan of the White World has a truly discerning eye!"
Looking at the sky, an elder of a sect couldn't help but sigh, "The saying 'No destruction, no construction' is easy to say but difficult to do. But he has shown the Tang Sect a clear path."
"Yes, our Tang Clan here is clinging to those few secret techniques of hidden weapons, and what's the result? They're getting worse and worse, and they can't even recruit a decent disciple."
"Look at them over there, they directly switched to making soul tools, clung to Shrek Academy's coattails, and now they've become a first-rate force! The difference is...tsk tsk tsk..."
"Ultimately, it's all about mindset. Our Tang Clan is too outdated; it's long overdue for a change."
Countless people are praising Bai Xuanzi's foresight and wisdom, and at the same time admiring the courage of the Bai Tang Sect.
And in a corner of Shrek Academy.
Beibei and Tangya stood side by side, looking at the spirited "themselves" on the sky, their expressions somewhat complicated.
"Beibei…"
Tang Ya's voice trembled slightly, and her eyes reddened a little. "You know... if our Tang Clan had made changes earlier, like they did..."
"Does this mean... I won't lose my mom and dad?"
Upon hearing these words, Beibei's heart skipped a beat.
According to Beibei from the White World, the Tang Sect's reforms began decades ago.
In other words, in that world, the Tang Sect never experienced that dark period of complete decline to the point of being at the mercy of others.
Since it is a first-class power and a vassal of Shrek Academy, then even if they had a hundred times the courage, that so-called Iron Blood Sect wouldn't dare to attack the Tang Sect!
"Xiaoya…" Beibei opened her mouth, wanting to comfort her, but found that any words seemed pale and powerless at this moment.
Tang Ya lowered her head, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"I envy me in that world."
"It's not that I envy her for having no worries about food and clothing, nor that I envy her for her high status."
"I just envy her... when she gets home, she can still call out 'Dad' and 'Mom'..."
The loneliness and sorrow made the surrounding air feel heavy.
Not far away, Huo Yuhao from the Dark World watched this scene, his heart filled with mixed emotions.
"The Elder of the White World... he did more than just change the fate of a sect."
"It changed the tragedies of countless people..."
If it weren't for that massacre, Teacher Tang Ya would still be that carefree young lady, and Senior Brother Bei Bei wouldn't have to bear the heavy burden of reviving the Tang Clan.
All of this was due to one person's foresight.
...
[Just as the people in the underworld were filled with mixed emotions, the images on the sky continued to unfold.]
After speeding for some time, the luxurious soul-guided vehicle finally slowed down.
["Arrive."]
[Beibei's voice came through.]
However, upon looking out the window, Huo Yuhao discovered that this was not the Star Dou Great Forest...
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