From a young age, Tang Ya's father had told her that only soul masters with the Blue Silver Grass spirit could assume the position of Tang Sect leader. This was because the great ancestor Tang San had risen from this "worthless" spirit to become the strongest, even ascending to godhood.
This was the belief and pride of the Tang Sect.
But at this moment, Tang Ya's faith had completely collapsed.
"Ancestor Tang San's martial soul was the Blue Silver Emperor?" Tang Ya murmured.
To further his plan, Ye Wen decided to drop an even bigger bombshell, ensuring this girl of modest fortune would fully pledge herself to his cause.
Ye Wen nodded and said, "That's right. You must know the conditions for forming twin martial souls. Both spirits must be of comparable quality to give rise to twin martial souls.
If that weren't the case, every soul master on the Douluo Continent would be a genius with twin martial souls.
And Tang San's twin martial souls are no secret. Do you think a worthless spirit like the Blue Silver Grass could match the mighty Hao Tian Hammer in quality?"
The Douluo Continent was rife with self-deception.
The truth was right in front of their eyes, yet both commoners and high-level soul masters chose to ignore it.
At this moment, Tang Ya pressed her luscious red lips together, her eyes flashing with complexity. Having already experienced her earlier dark transformation, this revelation was no longer enough to make her question her existence.
It was the most obvious fact—it had just been overlooked by her all along.
No longer the naive girl she once was, Tang Ya now thought more deeply. She fully understood that there was no such thing as unconditional love. With a complicated gaze, she looked at Ye Wen. If he wasn't using her for amusement, then why was he going to such lengths to help her?
"Master… you… you…"
Though Ye Wen had always appeared kind, Tang Ya instinctively harbored some fear toward powerful soul masters. After stuttering for a while, she finally voiced her question.
"You've told me so much… is there something you want me to do?"
Ye Wen had planned to reveal more dirt on Tang San, but Tang Ya had already cut straight to the chase. He paused thoughtfully for a moment.
The best schemes were never conspiracies but rather bold, open strategies. Precisely because they were overt, there was no way for the enemy to evade them.
With his state adjusted, Ye Wen's lips curved into a confident smile.
"Tang Ya, are you content?"
"What?" Ye Wen's abrupt question left Tang Ya momentarily stunned.
But Ye Wen continued unperturbed.
"To be honest, your bloodline has absolutely nothing to do with Tang San. Tang San never allowed his bloodline descendants to remain on the Douluo Continent.
After all, if he could bring his family to eternal life, why would he bother lingering in this chaotic world?
You were merely tools for him to gather faith."
As he spoke, Ye Wen's tone dripped with undisguised mockery.
Tang Ya's heart trembled, and a surge of deep resentment welled up within her.
"So now you understand why your position as Tang Sect leader was taken away, don't you?
In Tang San's eyes, you've lost your usefulness. But since he still needs faith, he sent someone capable of reviving the Tang Sect's reputation to carry out this task.
In short, Tang Ya, you've become a pawn.
The 'Tang' of the Tang Sect no longer represents your 'Tang.' It represents Tang San's 'Tang.'"
With these final words, Ye Wen leaned down and whispered softly into Tang Ya's ear.
Though Tang Ya had shaken off the influence of her earlier dark transformation, the darkness that had seeped into her heart was like ink spilled on white paper—it could never be washed away.
What had once been mere dissatisfaction now erupted into fierce hatred in Tang Ya's eyes.
Why?
For tens of thousands of years, her lineage had painstakingly managed the Tang Sect. Before the collision with the Sun Moon Continent, had the Tang Sect's reputation ever faltered?
The Tang Sect had never wronged Tang San!!!
But as the Tang Sect's ancestor, if Tang San could issue a divine decree now, why hadn't he extended a helping hand to save the Tang Sect before?
If Tang San had intervened, why would she have had to struggle alone on the Douluo Continent, living a pitiful existence?
"Tang—San!!!" Tang Ya growled in a low voice, venting the hatred that had long been pent up inside her.
But the overwhelming gap in power left Tang Ya in despair. Yet, the darkness in her heart had already made her choice.
"Master! Help me!"
Seeing this, Ye Wen knew his goal had been achieved.
"Are you certain you want to walk this path of opposing Tang San?"
"Mm!" Tang Ya nodded firmly and then stood up.
"The Tang Sect has not wronged Tang San, but Tang San has betrayed the Tang Sect! I will reclaim the Tang Sect's glory!
The 'Tang' of the Tang Sect is no longer Tang San's 'Tang.' It is the 'Tang' of my Tang Ya lineage!"
Though the young girl's eyes were resolute and determined, Ye Wen gently said:
"But simply doing this won't be enough, Tang Ya."
?!
Tang Ya wore a puzzled expression. How could her firm vow still seem insufficient?
"Grow stronger, Tang Ya.
You have the potential to become a god. I want to watch you climb step by step until you ascend to godhood.
Bring down that lofty Tang San, who has deceived the masses of the Douluo Continent, and show him what true wrath looks like!"
Ye Wen's declaration was calm, yet it left Tang Ya profoundly shaken.
Indeed, simply reviving the Tang Sect wasn't enough.
Even Supreme Douluo would eventually perish, and after her death, Tang San would surely interfere in the Douluo Continent again. All her efforts would ultimately be in vain.
At this moment, the darkness in Tang Ya's heart gave birth to an unparalleled ambition.
Grow stronger, stronger, STRONGER!!!
I, Tang Ya, will never again let anyone manipulate my life!!!
Seeing Tang Ya finally take the shape he desired, Ye Wen smiled in satisfaction.
How laughable, Tang San. Let these chosen children of this era teach that little king Tang what it means to face a dimensional collapse.
In the days that followed, Tang Ya lived in immense comfort, as she felt the warmth of this small group.
It was a different kind of love than what she had felt from Bei Bei—a profoundly reassuring atmosphere.
In a daze, Tang Ya felt this ambiance resembled the happy, carefree days of her childhood when her family lived harmoniously together.
During this time, Tang Ya also learned that the cultivation techniques and ultimate skills passed down by the Tang Sect were incomplete versions. This revelation infuriated her even more against Tang San.
After receiving the six techniques Ye Wen had given her, Tang Ya mentally cursed Tang San to no end. They were both gods—so why was there such a vast difference in their vision?
Her original Tang Sect had even served as a tool specifically for him. This despicable Tang San truly deserved to die!!!
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