Chapter 112: I'm Right, You'll Have No Descendants. Otherwise, I won't be able to marry a wife in the future. How About It?
"Think about it, if it weren't for Spirit Hall, how could we have seen the character of the Clear Sky Sect? The Clear Sky Sect has long since lost its momentum since Tang Chen disappeared. That old sect master was even angered to death by Tang Hao. Is such a sect worth our loyalty?"
"Also, Old White Bird, I remember you have kinship with the Clear Sky Sect. In terms of relations, Tang Hao should call you a maternal uncle, right?"
"But even so, what then? Weren't you still abandoned? Logically speaking, you should hate the Clear Sky Sect the most!"
"Now Spirit Hall has promised us that they will definitely avenge us in the future. What more do you want?"
Yang Wudi paused slightly, his eyes fixed on Bai He: "Or are you still nostalgic, and because of this identity, you still want to bring the Speed Clan back to the Clear Sky Sect in the future?"
"You're spewing nonsense!" Bai He pointed at Yang Wudi and said, "Don't you dare slander me! If I bring the Speed Clan back to the Clear Sky Sect— no, if I even have such a thought— I'll have no descendants!"
Yang Wudi: …
Hu Bai: ...
"Hahaha—"
Yang Wudi couldn't help but laugh: "Stop joking with me, you're already so old— won't you have no descendants anyway? And how old is your son? I remember he's already married, right?"
As Yang Wudi spoke, he looked at a man beside Bai He. This man was Bai He's son, Bai Zhan.
Bai Zhan also smiled helplessly.
"Hmph, you don't understand this. Having no descendants means my direct bloodline will be cut off. I can't joke about my son not being able to have children, can I?" Bai He snorted.
"With your words, I can rest assured."
Yang Wudi then first gave Hu Bai and the others a look, then pulled Bai He aside and walked away alone.
Yang Wudi whispered, "Old White Bird, I had the same reaction as you at first. You should know my character, but why don't you think about why I joined Spirit Hall?"
Bai He thought about it, and it made some sense. The two then whispered a lot of secrets to each other.
A quarter of an hour later, Bai He walked up to Hu Bai: "Kid, let's play a game. Old Goat said you are Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong's disciple. I will suppress my soul power to the same level as you. Within the time it takes for one stick of incense to burn, if you can avoid being caught by me, then I will join Spirit Hall. How about it?"
"No." Hu Bai looked at Bai He and blinked.
Bai He: ...
"No, under normal circumstances, shouldn't you agree?" Bai He asked, puzzled.
Hu Bai's mouth curled slightly: "Yes, but the senior who brought me to the Speed Clan is Yang Wudi. To be honest, your Speed Clan has no attack capabilities. You were previously used as scouts for the Clear Sky Sect. My Spirit Hall also has scouts—it's just that their speed isn't as fast as yours."
"Hey, this isn't what we initially discussed, is it?" Yang Wudi whispered to Hu Bai.
Bai He frowned: "Then you mean that Spirit Hall came here simply for the face of the Breaking Clan?"
Hu Bai: "That's not it either. After all, your Speed Clan is very qualified as scouts. It's just that, with Spirit Hall backing me, why must I compete with you? After all, I'm not begging you to join, am I?"
The current situation is different from the original work. Hu Bai does not need to humbly ask the Speed Clan to join Spirit Hall.
Spirit Hall's strength is far greater than the Speed Clan's. He represents Spirit Hall's face, so why should he so easily agree to this small game? What benefit would he gain?
In the original work, Tang San agreed to Bai He's request, but that was out of necessity. After all, at that time, the Tang Sect needed the Speed Clan as its foundation.
But Spirit Hall really doesn't need it!
The Speed Clan is not the same as the Breaking Clan.
He values the Breaking Clan's alchemy techniques. Even though they are relatively crude compared to other worlds, at least they have a foundation.
Moreover, the ultimate path of the Soul Breaking Spear is very promising. If Yang Wudi can break through to Titled Douluo under Spirit Hall's cultivation in the future, then with the power of the Soul Breaking Spear, he might be able to contend with Sword Douluo Chen Xin.
In the original work, Tai Tan once said that among the three of them, neither his strength nor Niu Gao's defense could withstand Yang Wudi's single spear.
As for Bai He, he could only escape, so he doesn't count.
"Then what do you want? My Speed Clan isn't begging to join Spirit Hall either!" Bai He's bad temper also flared up.
"Cough cough, you two, can you give me some face?"
At this moment, Yang Wudi seemed a bit humble. After all, he hoped that the Speed Clan could join Spirit Hall.
Now, he was somewhat in a dilemma.
He had already agreed before and would certainly not go back on his word, so for Hu Bai and Bai He, he had to treat them equally, even leaning towards Hu Bai.
"Then I will give Senior Yang Wudi some face. I can agree to Senior Bai He's playing this small game, but I have one condition."
Bai He was slightly stunned. Good heavens, this little guy's goal was here, right? The fox's tail finally showed, right!
Hu Bai: Sorry, I was originally a fox, hahaha.
"Say it, as long as it's not too difficult for me, I can agree." Bai He said calmly.
His Speed Clan has nothing. Hu Bai's request is probably that he wants his Speed Clan to join Spirit Hall later and do some tasks or something.
This is what Bai He thought in his heart.
But the next moment, the condition Hu Bai spoke of made everyone's expressions change drastically.
"If you can't catch me within the time it takes for one stick of incense to burn, I want the most precious treasure on you. In my perception, there seems to be a treasure within your Speed Clan."
"What!"
Bai He was greatly alarmed internally, but on the surface, he tried his best to remain calm: "Hehe, you're joking. My Speed Clan is so poor now that we can barely make ends meet. How could there be any treasures?"
And Qian Renxue and the others behind Hu Bai exchanged glances. They didn't think Hu Bai was shooting aimlessly. It must be that his martial soul made him sense something.
"Yes, yes, Hu Bai, I can vouch for this. This Old White Bird still needs my help—how could there be anything good?" Yang Wudi foolishly vouched for him.
Hu Bai shook his head helplessly: "It seems Senior Bai He has no sincerity. I never shoot aimlessly. How about this: if you are willing to swear that there is no treasure in your sect that I spoke of, then your cultivation will make no further progress in the future, and you will also have no descendants. How about it? If I'm wrong, then I'll have no descendants and won't find a wife."
Bai He: ...
Qian Renxue: …
Damn, this kid is so vicious!
Bai He began to seriously look at this little guy in front of him. Swear—does he really dare?
What if it comes true?
Moreover, this little guy is truly ruthless to himself. With his appearance, he will certainly not lack women around him in the future, but he dares to make such a venomous oath as "no wife in the future." It seems he is truly confident!
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