Chapter 114. Haotian Sect Becomes Mouse Sect.
After dealing with the younger generation, Qianxunji set his sights on the Haotian Sect's senior leaders.
Their hearts tensed. Judging by Qianxunji's actions, it was likely that some of them would die, while others would survive.
Qianxunji said, "Old Mouses, don't worry. This emperor won't take your lives. I only want one thing from you."
"What is that?" Tang Xuan asked.
"An arm," Qianxunji said.
"What?" The Haotian Sect elders' eyes suddenly turned red and they gasped. Taking an arm would be tantamount to taking their lives. The Clear Sky Hammer spirit was known for its strength. Losing an arm would be useless. Not only would the secret techniques of the Clear Sky Hammer created by Tang Chen be useless, but their full potential would also be limited.
"Qianxunji, don't go too far! You just want to destroy our Haotian Sect?" Tang Xiao roared angrily.
"Stop talking nonsense! It's either crippling an arm or destroying the sect. Choose one." Qianxunji didn't bother to pay attention to the impotent and furious Tang Xiao lying on the ground.
"Now you can cripple yourselves, you can choose your left or right hand. If we were to cripple you, we'd have to chop off both arms, but that wouldn't be up to you," Qianjun Douluo said. Tang Xuan and the other elders looked at each other. Finally, Tang Xuan sighed, reached out, grasped his left hand, and ripped it off.
"Hmph! Aa ... "Throw it away," ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
In an instant, the elders of the Clear Sky Sect turned into Yang Guo.
After their wailing, their faces showed extremely pale faces, holding their own broken walls in their hands. Although the wound on their shoulders had stopped, the broken walls in their hands were still dripping with blood. The angel army went over and collected the arms of the Clear Sky Sect elders and released a cage of wild dogs to eat them. The elders of the Spirit Hall saw that their broken arms were now being gnawed by wild dogs. Their eyes turned red and they were panting. One elder said angrily: "Qian Xunji, you are going too far."
"So what if I bullied you? Are you going to cause trouble for me?" Qian Xunji said with a smile.
The elder immediately lowered his head and stopped talking. He knew very well that if he rushed out, he would be slaughtered by the ruthless Qian Xunji in the next moment, becoming just another piece of the human flesh pie on the marble floor of the Haotian Sect.
Seeing that the Haotian Sect was silent, Qian Xunji said, "Next condition."
"From tonight onwards, the Haotian Sect will no longer be called the Haotian Sect. It will be renamed the Rat Sect!" Qian Xunji said.
At the mention of the "Mouse Sect," everyone in the Haotian Sect once again wore red eyes and panting expressions.
Tang Xiao gritted his teeth and said, "Impossible! The Haotian Sect is our pride. We will always be its disciples."
"Our martial spirit is the Clear Sky Hammer. The Haotian Sect is our pride."
"Soul Hall, you may harm my body, but you cannot insult my honor. The Haotian Sect will never be enslaved."
"You won't change our sect's name? Then the Haotian Sect will be destroyed," said Demon Subduing Douluo fiercely.
This statement silenced the previously boisterous Haotian Sect once again.
After a long moment, Tang Xuan gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, from now on, the Haotian Sect will be renamed the Haozi Sect!"
"Elder, how could you agree to such an excessive request from Qian Zei?" Tang Xiao questioned angrily, "The Haotian Sect is our pride. How can we change our sect to such an insulting name?"
Tang Xuan glanced at Tang Xiao and said in a forced voice, "Tang Xiao, calm down. Now that things have come to this, preserving the ancestral temple is more important. The only thing we can do is to endure and preserve the ancestral temple and the country. We still have hope. As long as ancestor Tang Chen comes back, everything will be fine. When he becomes a god, we will definitely ask the Spirit Hall for compensation for today's humiliation. If we die here, there will be nothing left. The Haotian Sect cannot be destroyed in our hands."
Tang Xiao calmed down. Tang Xuan was right. Now that the Spirit Hall's blade was on his neck, nothing was more important than preserving the Haotian Sect's ancestral temple.
Qian Xunji nodded in satisfaction and said, "Since you've been so obedient, I will only make two conditions. The next condition is that since the Haotian Sect has been renamed the Haozi Sect, this Haotian Sect has become history. You don't need to stay here. The Spirit Hall will destroy this Haotian Sect. As for where you go?"
"Of course, rats go into rat holes," Qian Xunji said. "My father and you, Tang Chen, had a verbal agreement. We left you a rat hole, a safe place for you to live. You, stay there, and never, ever come out. If I hear of any rats leaving their lair, I will kill as many as I can!"
Hearing such insulting words, the Haotian Sect members blushed, their eyes red, and their breaths pounded. They all wanted to swing their Clear Sky Hammers and attack Qian Xunji, but for the sake of their sect's survival, they could only hold back for the time being.
"The last condition is to hand over all of your Haozi Sect's unique skills. They will be the Spirit Hall's trophies," Qian Xunji said.
Having come to this, Elder Tang Xuan, his face livid, offered the Haotian Sect's unique skills. After presenting them, Tang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. Qian Zei had said this was the final condition, meaning that the Haotian Sect would at least be preserved for now.
Upon receiving the Haotian Sect's unique skills, Qian Xunji didn't verify their authenticity. Instead, he said to Tang Xuan, "You'd better guarantee that you haven't tampered with or omitted anything from the Haozi Sect's skills. Otherwise, if I find out, your Haozi Sect will be unnecessary. I won't keep the promises made to my father and your grandfather."
Tang Xuan quickly said, "Your Holiness, you've got the knife at the throat of our Haotian Sect. How dare I lie to you about this?"
"Huh? What sect?" Qian Xunji glared at Tang Xuan fiercely.
"Haozi Sect, it's Haozi Sect," Tang Xuan said with a humbled expression.
Qian Xunji nodded in satisfaction, then said, "Let's forget about the past. This time, I will let your Haozi Sect go. However, I do have one thing to say. Haotian Douluo is the title passed down by your Haozi Sect. Haotian Douluo also carries the spirit bones passed down through generations of your sect. Until Haozi returns your spirit bones and your Haozi Sect revokes Haozi's title, we in the Spirit Hall will always regard Haozi as a member of your Haotian Sect. You, the Haozi Sect, had better pray that Haozi doesn't get into trouble."
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