Chapter 36 Tang Hao: I'm a piece of trash! Nine-Colored Glazed Dragon, Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, Ning Junlan!
He would rather face the elders' scolding and punishment than see these eyes mixed with pity.
"Big brother... elders..."
Tang Hao's voice was hoarse and dry, like two pieces of sandpaper rubbing together.
Tang Hao struggled to sit up, but he couldn't even muster a bit of strength.
"It's me... it's me who's useless..."
Lying down, looking at Tang Xiao, looking at the elders around him, his red eyes instantly filled with tears.
"I originally wanted to... take advantage of the descent of the heavens to take stock of the number one martial souls of the two continents, return to the sect, fight for the sect vindicate the Clear Sky Hammer, and win back the lost glory for our Clear Sky Sect..."
"But the result... the result is like this..."
Tang Hao's voice choked, he suddenly turned his head, not daring to look into everyone's eyes, his voice filled with endless regret and self-blame.
"I have needlessly damaged the reputation of the Clear Sky Sect... I have needlessly tarnished the legend of the Clear Sky Hammer as the 'Number One Weapon Spirit Under Heaven' and made the title 'Clear Sky Douluo' a laughingstock across the entire continent..."
"It's me... I've let down the sect! I've let down my father! I've let you all down!"
In the end, this once upright and unyielding iron-blooded man could no longer hold back his inner collapse.
Tang Hao buried his head in Tang Xiao's arms, like a helpless child, letting out suppressed and painful sobs.
Tears streamed down his face.
Those turbid tears soaked Tang Xiao's clothes, and like a scorching hot iron, they branded the hearts of every Clear Sky Sect elder present.
At this moment, all the blame, anger, and dissatisfaction turned into a heavy sigh.
The council hall was deathly silent.
Only Tang Hao's cries, mixed with regret, humiliation, and pain, echoed in the empty hall.
Meanwhile, in the capital of the Sun Moon Empire, Mingdu, in the Imperial Palace Banquet Hall, the atmosphere was completely different from the oppressive and sorrowful one at the Haotian Sect. The hall was brightly lit, filled with melodious music, and brimming with the joy of victory and the pride of the empire.
The long banquet table was covered with luxurious silk and laden with delicacies and soul beast dishes from all over the continent.
The empire's high-ranking officials, nobles, and representatives of various forces gathered together, clinking glasses and laughing merrily.
"Hahahaha!"
"Truly worthy of being the first title of the Sun Moon Empire's royal family!"
Wei Ang, dressed in a purple-gold dragon robe, sat at the head of the table, stroking his beard with immense joy, his booming voice drowning out the clamor of the hall.
"This kid, at level 95, condensed his second soul core. Relying on two martial souls, eight 100,000-year soul skills, and six 100,000-year soul bone skills, he defeated me, two levels above him."
"Now, ordered to conquer Seagod Island, he has utterly defeated Seahorse Douluo and Haotian Douluo, bringing glory to my Sun Moon Empire across the vast Douluo Continent. Truly, he is the Qilin son of my Wei family!"
Soul cores were naturally created by Wei Yuan 'initially,' and passed down throughout the Sun Moon Continent.
To be precise, even Di Tian, a soul beast, possessed one.
However, the Douluo Continent had never had a method for condensing soul cores.
Wei Tianchen awakened his twin (symbiotic) martial souls at the age of six: the Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon and the Purple Flame Dragon Spear.
He possessed innate full soul power.
His talent was exceptional. He.grew up amidst dazzling light.
Although arrogant, he relentlessly strived to become stronger.
Relying on the unique nature of his symbiotic martial souls and his own exceptional comprehension, he broke through to the title level at the young age of 37, becoming the second youngest titled Douluo in the history of the Sun Moon Continent.
As for the youngest?
Of course, it's our ancestor Wei Yuan.
Wei Ang's laughter echoed in the banquet hall. Everyone stopped talking, raised their glasses in agreement, and showered him with praise.
After enjoying a moment of flattery, Wei Ang's gaze shifted and landed on a woman with an elegant and noble air in the middle of the long table.
Wei Ang smiled and said, "Sect Leader Ning."
The woman whose name was called was none other than Ning Junlan, the current Sect Leader of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
She wore a royal blue dress, the hem embroidered with a nine-colored glazed dragon totem in silver thread. Her long, black hair was piled high, revealing her smooth forehead and slender neck.
Although she was over sixty, time seemed to have left few traces on her face, instead giving her a unique charm.
Her martial soul was a mutated nine-colored glazed dragon, her soul power was as high as level 96, and she was also an eighth-level soul master, holding a prestigious position in the empire.
Ning Junlan put down her wine cup, nodded slightly, and looked calmly at Wei Ang with her phoenix eyes:
"What are your orders, Your Majesty?"
Wei Ang's smile deepened, tinged with warmth, and he said, "Sect Leader Ning, I've heard that your sect's daughter, Ning Jinlan, has been in seclusion recently, attempting to break through to the Title Douluo realm. Congratulations!"
"Your Majesty flatters me. Whether my daughter will succeed is still unknown," Ning Junlan replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.
"Oh, Sect Leader Ning, there's no need for such modesty," Wei Ang waved his hand, then changed the subject.
"I've long heard that your sect's daughter and my good-for-nothing nephew, Wei Tianchen, are deeply in love, but for some reason, they haven't been able to be together. Today, I'll take advantage of my seniority and propose marriage to your Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect on behalf of Tianchen. I hope Sect Leader Ning won't refuse!"
Upon hearing this, the entire banquet hall fell silent instantly.
All eyes turned to Ning Junlan.
A marriage alliance between the royal family and the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School!
This is a momentous event!
One is the royal family that controls the Sun Moon Empire.
The other is a super sect possessing the continent's number one auxiliary martial soul and deeply integrated into the soul tool system.
If these two families unite, the entire landscape of the Sun Moon Empire will be altered!
A barely perceptible hint of surprise flashed across Ning Junlan's face, but she quickly regained her composure.
She picked up her wine glass, gently swirling the amber liquid within, seemingly deep in thought.
She naturally knew about her daughter and Wei Tianchen's relationship.
Both children were exceptional individuals, admiring and loving each other—a match made in heaven.
However, both were proud and unwilling to yield first, and the delicate relationship between the sect and the royal family had kept things at a standstill.
Now, Wei Ang's public proposal in front of the entire court was both a gesture of respect to the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School and an undeniable strategic maneuver.
If they agreed, the relationship between the royal family and the sect would be rock-solid, and her daughter would achieve her wish.
Refusing would be a public slap in the face to the royal family, with unimaginable consequences.
Ning Junlan's mind raced, but a faint smile appeared on her face.
She raised her head, meeting Wei Ang's expectant yet pressured gaze, and slowly began, "Your Majesty's favor is deeply appreciated by Junlan and the entire Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School.
Tianchen is indeed an unparalleled talent; to have his favor is my daughter Jinlan's blessing."
She first affirmed Wei Tianchen, giving the royal family ample face.
Wei Ang's smile widened, assuming she was about to agree.
However, Ning Junlan changed the subject, continuing, "However, marriage is a matter of great importance, concerning the lifelong happiness of both children."
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