「Titan: Young Master, per your request, I have arranged an early gathering of the Four Attribute Clans. The meeting will be held at my residence tonight.」
「Titan: Those three old men still don't know that the Tang Sect is your creation, but all of them have expressed interest in joining.」
「Titan: I will formally invite them tonight. What do you think?」
Titan was truly loyal to the bone.
When it came to "trapping" his brothers, he had no hesitation.
Of course—
At present, the Tang Sect was in high demand.
Countless people wished to join.
Even putting aside Tang Hao's connection—
The other three single-attribute clans had long wanted to be part of the sect.
Unfortunately—
That connection couldn't be ignored.
'But convincing them won't be too difficult.'
The Defense Clan excelled in construction—perfect for building the Soul Spirit Research Base in the Star Dou Forest.The Strength Clan specialized in alchemy—they could manage the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.The Speed Clan were the best firearm users—they could also serve as battlefield messengers. Even if they weren't involved in manufacturing, Tang Sect could afford to support them.
They weren't even recruited yet—
And Tang Lan had already mapped out their roles.
「Tang Lan: I'll invite them personally when I arrive.」
A near-instant reply—
「Titan: Yes! Young Master!」
Tang Lan stood up and made his way toward the Soul Arena.
He needed to see Zhu Zhuqing and the others fight firsthand—
Only then would he know who was fit to accompany him to Slaughter City.
At the same time—
He sent a message to Ning Fengzhi.
Just a photo of a soul bone and an arena address.
That was enough.
Reality Proves—Tang Lan's Efforts Were Invaluable.
Even Oscar—
Without using his Martial Soul, just Tang Sect techniques alone, he could fight on par with soul masters of the same level.
As long as they didn't run into locking or large-scale area skills—
They could dodge everything using Ghostly Steps.
And firearms?
Among Rank 30+ Soul Elders, even defense-type soul masters struggled against them.
As core disciples, their firearms came with storage magazines.
A Rank 30 Soul Elder's soul power?
They'd be drained dry before they could win.
The team racked up consecutive victories—undefeated.
Unfortunately—
Their levels were still too low.
Slaughter City battles were ten-man free-for-alls—most participants were Soul Emperors (Rank 60+).
Once they activated Martial Soul Possession, firearms would become far less effective.
Their real strength mattered more.
For example, Dai Mubai—
His Scarlet Flame White Tiger, after Martial Soul Evolution, was as strong as his third soul skill, White Tiger Vajra Transformation, just from possession alone.
Once his level increased a bit more—
He'd be ready for Slaughter City.
Xiao Wu had trained under Tang Lan since childhood—her combat skills were solid.
Zhu Zhuqing, though she started training late—
With multiple soul bones and an external spirit bone, combined with firearms, she could hold her ground.
As for the others—
If they had an exceptionally powerful soul bone skill, they were exceptions.
So, people like Shui Yue'er and Shui Bing'er, who relied heavily on soul skills or firearms, were better off avoiding Slaughter City.
Oscar wasn't suited for it either—
But his soul bone skill, "Limitless Distance," gave him a chance.
And—
It gave everyone else a chance too!
'Oscar is Rank 40 now. He can accompany me to the Extreme North.'
With three soul bones,Whale Glue,My assistance—
A 20,000-year Mirror Beast wouldn't be a problem.
With a storage ring, we could stockpile Mirror Sausages in advance.That way, the whole team could attempt Slaughter City.
While deep in thought—
"Knock, knock, knock—"
"Enter."
Before Tang Lan's words even finished—
The VIP room door swung open.
Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong strode in briskly.
"Xiao Lan! Where's that gemstone-type soul bone?!" Gu Rong asked impatiently.
Ning Fengzhi didn't speak, but his eyes were locked onto Tang Lan.
Tang Lan didn't bother teasing them.
He directly took out the Obsidian Will Left Arm Bone and handed it to Ning Fengzhi.
"Gemstone-type soul bone—Obsidian Will Left Arm Bone, from a 70,000-year plant-type soul beast, Obsidian Ink Bamboo."
Ning Fengzhi accepted it with great care, then solemnly promised—
"Lan-di, I owe you two 80,000-year soul bones!"
Then, he added—
"I heard you're planning to claim land in Star Dou Forest?"
"If there's anything I can do to help, just say the word!"
——Free labor?
Of course, Tang Lan wouldn't refuse!
"I'm planning to build a Soul Spirit Research Base there. I'll need a large supply of construction materials."
"No problem, leave it to me!" Ning Fengzhi agreed readily. "Do you need workers? I can contact the Defense Clan—they built the Tang Sect, after all."
Tang Lan raised an eyebrow.
No wonder the Tang Sect was built so quickly—and so damn sturdy.
"That won't be necessary." Tang Lan shook his head. "Tonight, at the Four Attribute Clans gathering, I'll be bringing them all into the Tang Sect."
Ning Fengzhi nodded in understanding.
If Tang Lan said so, then he was definitely confident in making it happen.
No need to say more.
"Then I'll head to the Tang Sect to find Rongrong first?"
"She should be in the Mimicry Training Room," Tang Lan responded.
Gu Rong activated his Dark Fog Portal and rushed off without hesitation.
Tang Lan sent out a message—
Moments later—
Dai Mubai and the other seven had all gathered.
"I've picked an opponent for you—to get your first taste of blood."
Tang Lan announced—
"Bloodthirst Team—average rank: Four-Ring Soul Ancestor.
Captain: Rank 54 Five-Ring Soul King.
24 victories—all opponents tortured to death."
The group exchanged uneasy glances.
This…
Other than Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and Dai Mubai (who were Four-Ring Soul Ancestors), the rest were only Three-Ring Soul Elders.
And they were facing such a brutal team?
"Brother, are we still restricted from using soul skills?" Xiao Wu asked.
Tang Lan grinned.
"Didn't I say? This time, I want you to taste blood."
Half an hour later.
The arena announcer, Dudu, shouted excitedly—
"Ladies and gentlemen, prepare for a bloodbath!"
"From the Tang Sect, seven black horses—including the Soft Bone Rabbit—have formed an Iron Soul Team—
FIRST BLOOD!"
"They are challenging the most ruthless Iron Soul Team—BLOODTHIRST!"
"A battle to the death!"
"We all know the Bloodthirst Team's style!"
"Will the dark horse team, who never uses martial souls, survive?"
"Or will the Bloodthirst Team extend their legend to 25 victories?"
"Three minutes from now—we shall see!"
The crowd erupted!
Who the hell were these suicidal idiots?!
Immediately—
A huge wave of bets poured in for the Bloodthirst Team.
Meanwhile—
Shui Yue'er, who wasn't participating, brought the team's entire treasury to bet on their own team's victory.
Especially Tang Lan's portion—
He directly bet 10 million gold soul coins!
——No one ever complains about too much money, right?
The betting cap was 10 million, or else Tang Lan would've wagered the entire Tang Sect.
Because—
The odds were insane—1.07:15!
Three minutes later.
Both teams entered the arena—
The atmosphere was electric!
"Bloodthirst! Teach these kids a lesson!"
"Don't be scared—just don't be stupid in your next life!"
"Eighteen years later, try not to be so reckless!"
The audience was completely one-sided.
Dudu saw that the energy was at its peak and didn't waste time.
"Both teams—reveal your martial souls!"
The Bloodthirst Team unleashed their martial souls one after another—
All Beast Martial Souls.
But—
First Blood didn't move.
Ever since they entered the tournament, they had never revealed their martial souls.
However—
That formation they just took…
Were they serious?!
(End of Chapter)