Chapter 347: Tang San Pleads Miserably
Now was his chance!
"It was the Clear Sky Clan that was wrong!"
"As the number one clan in the world, the Clear Sky Clan was cowardly and afraid of death. Not only did they refuse to help my father, but they even sealed themselves off from the world!"
Since he had never been to the Clear Sky Clan and felt no attachment to it, Tang San had no psychological burden cursing them.
If he wanted to gain these people's approval, he had to shift their enemy.
The Clear Sky Clan, whom none of them had met, made for a perfect target.
By transferring all the hatred between these people and Tang Hao, as well as that toward the Clear Sky Clan, over to the clan itself, Tang Hao's reputation could be restored. The fault wouldn't lie with him—it would lie with the clan!
"The Clear Sky Clan doesn't deserve to be called the number one clan!"
"A clan like that, one with no backbone…"
Everyone fell silent.
Good heavens—Tang San seemed to hate the Clear Sky Clan even more than they did!
Tang San's earlier words also made everyone reflect deeply.
Soul masters tended to be passionate and vengeful by nature. After Tang San explained the whole situation, they honestly couldn't refute him.
To abandon one's woman and hand her over to the Spirit Hall?
Whoever supported something like that deserved to be scorned!
No one in their right mind would agree to that.
What Tang San was really asking was—if any of them experienced what Tang Hao had, would they not also resist?
Tang Hao resisted. Would they?
As long as they too would resist, then Tang Hao was not in the wrong.
In fact, Tang Hao's actions were entirely justifiable.
His spirit of daring to go head-to-head with Spirit Hall was something worth promoting.
Even Yang Wudi remained silent at this point.
Without another word, Tang San dropped to his knees—but it wasn't to beg for mercy.
He first acknowledged the Clear Sky Clan's fault, then vindicated Tang Hao's name.
Even Yang Wudi couldn't find fault with such a stance.
After what Tang San said, Yang Wudi also began to feel that maybe Tang Hao hadn't been wrong at all…
For years, the four subordinate clans had only wanted one thing from the Clear Sky Clan: an apology. Even just a single sentence would've gone a long way to quelling their anger.
Back then, the Clear Sky Clan abandoning its affiliated clans wasn't entirely unreasonable.
Any sect would prioritize its core members before worrying about others.
But when it happened to them, it still left a bitter taste.
After a long silence, Yang Wudi finally put away his Breaking Soul Spear and said, "Forget it, forget it."
"This can't all be blamed on Tang Hao. You weren't even born back then. I really can't bring myself to take it out on a child."
"Get up. It was all the Clear Sky Clan's fault. You're not one of them anymore. You don't need to apologize to us."
After saying this, Yang Wudi flicked his sleeve and returned to his seat without another word.
Seeing this, Tai Tan quickly helped Tang San up.
"Young master, I've said it before—your father is a true man. Back then, for the sake of your mother, he fought against three Titled Douluo of Spirit Hall, including the Pope herself, killing two and heavily injuring one."
"Not a single Soul Saint or Soul Douluo could stand against your father."
"No one knows how many experts from Spirit Hall he killed."
"Sadly, it seems he still wasn't able to save your mother…"
Hearing this, Tang San looked a little downcast.
In his past life, he had no parents. The Tang Sect had taken him in.
In this life, he still had never seen his mother.
She must have been very gentle.
That was why—even though Tang Hao had never really cared for him—Tang San still treasured him so deeply.
To him, simply having a father was already a blessing beyond measure.
He never questioned whether Tang Hao's actions made him worthy of being called a father.
Thankfully, Tang San had lived two lives. Otherwise, he might have starved to death under Tang Hao's care.
'It seems I have to save Teacher now.'
'He's the only family I have in this world.'
Tang San thought silently.
Yu Xiaogang might be a fraud who stole others' achievements and falsely claimed fame,
but in the end, he had never done anything to betray Tang San.
Tang San had ended up in his current state partly because of Yu Xiaogang,
but without Yu Xiaogang, he wouldn't have grown so quickly.
He had even discovered the hidden potential of the Xuan Tian Technique.
A gain for a loss!
As long as he could reach the peak, the age of his soul rings didn't matter.
If he couldn't defeat gods of the same level, then he'd just overwhelm them with raw cultivation!
He would sacrifice and refine the entire Douluo Continent—he refused to believe that even then he couldn't take his revenge!
Bai He looked deeply at Tang San. He had a strange feeling about him but couldn't put it into words.
But since Tang Hao was his nephew, Bai He didn't dwell on it. Maybe he was just overthinking it.
With Tang San joining the group, the atmosphere was no longer as harmonious as before.
Even though everyone had "forgiven" Tang Hao, they still didn't have much goodwill toward someone named Tang.
After chatting for a while, they began preparing for dinner.
At that moment, Tang San volunteered and said, "Senior elders, I've just arrived and have no gifts to offer."
"But I do have a signature dish—Spicy Rabbit Heads!"
"I can cook it for everyone to try!"
Everyone was slightly stunned at those words.
"Spicy rabbit heads?"
They had never even heard of it…
"Young master, that might not be appropriate," said Tai Tan, glancing at the chief of the Yu Clan, then at Tang San.
This was someone else's territory. For a "guest" to cook with his own hands—it was kind of a slap in the face.
Old Rhinoceros waved his hand dismissively and said with a relaxed tone, "No need to worry about how I feel. This is a gathering—we should be cheerful."
"Since Tang San wants to cook, let him make this spicy rabbit head dish."
Tang San was overjoyed—he had been waiting a long time for this moment!
He had waited and longed for this day. It hadn't been easy!
That earlier kneeling wasn't in vain!
Tang San really did know how to make spicy rabbit heads, and his skills were quite good.
Ever since he met Xiao Wu, he had stopped cooking rabbit dishes.
Xiao Wu couldn't bear to see rabbits harmed, let alone eaten.
But after the Star Dou Great Forest incident, when Xiao Wu was exposed and even tried to kill him—
Tang San had picked up rabbit recipes again!
Especially spicy rabbit heads—his skill had reached an extraordinary level.
He cooked not for taste—but to make it easier to poison people…
Just thinking about the scene of everyone eating poison made Tang San excited.
He held back, though, and didn't laugh out loud.
In the shadows, Ghost Douluo twitched at the corner of his eye.
This Tang San… really was something!
He could spin lies into truth and knew how to yield and endure.
And now he had even found a chance to poison them…
Ghost glanced at Tang San, then at Yang Wudi.
He knew Yang Wudi of the Po Clan.
His younger brother, Yang Wushuang, was currently at Spirit Hall!
As for the Po Clan's background, Ghost knew quite a bit.
They were skilled in alchemy—and especially this Yang Wudi—
He was the best among them…
Tang San might fool others with his poison, but Yang Wudi…
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