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Chapter 366 The way forward
Looking at the dramatic scene before him, Zhao Fangxu finally found the source of the unease that had been lingering in his heart for days, and everything became clear.

He finally understood what Tang Miaoxing's seemingly gentle yet ambiguous attitude was all about.

This old fox never intended to truly refuse from the beginning.

The refusal is a gesture for outsiders, a stance presented to those within the Tang Clan.

The person he was really waiting for was Zhuge Qing.

This young man, single-handedly, shook up the entire world of supernatural beings, even forcing a towering figure like the Old Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain to conform to the prevailing trend.

The ten elders handed over their respective methods, and the attitude of Na Du Tong Company made a complete 180-degree turn. What does this information represent? A leader like Tang Miaoxing couldn't possibly be unaware of it.

An unprecedented transformation is sweeping across the world; those who adapt will prosper, and those who resist will perish.

Therefore, he was not resisting; he was waiting for a better price.

What he was waiting for was someone who could bring a glimmer of hope to the dying Tang Clan.

"Tang Miaoxing, you?!"

A furious shout, like a thunderclap from a clear sky, shattered the brief tranquility in the reception room.

Zhang Wang slammed his hand on the table and stood up abruptly. The mahogany chair beneath him was pushed backward by the force, making a screeching sound.

His chest heaved violently, his eyes were bloodshot, and the finger pointing at his senior brother trembled slightly with extreme anger.

He only now realized that his vehement protests and impassioned speeches over the past few days were probably nothing more than a performance in the eyes of his senior.

Zhang Wang was the clown who was kept in the dark.

"Okay, Junior Brother."

Tang Miaoxing slowly straightened up, his face showing no embarrassment at being exposed.

He looked up at the enraged Zhang Wang, his voice hoarse.
“What Mr. Zhuge said is absolutely true. If things continue like this, we will lose everything. You know this better than I do.”

"Understand? What do I understand!"

Zhang Wang's anger was completely ignited by these words. He walked around the table, rushed to Tang Miaoxing in a few steps, and spat almost onto his face.
"That's our Tang Clan's own business! Even if the Tang Clan is rotten and its roots are severed, it's up to us, the Tang and Zhang families, to bear the consequences!"

By doing this, groveling and begging an outsider, how can you face your deceased senior brother Yang Lie? How can you face the ancestors buried in the back mountains who shed their last drop of blood for the Tang Clan?!

The four words "Senior Brother Yang Lie" were like a needle, piercing precisely into Tang Miaoxing's heart.

His body swayed almost imperceptibly, and the light in his eyes dimmed.

"Afterwards... I will go and apologize to them myself."

He closed his eyes, as if unwilling to look at his junior brother's angry and disappointed face any longer.

He had repeatedly questioned himself about this matter late at night.

But personal honor and disgrace seem so insignificant in the face of the survival of the entire sect.

The revolution initiated by Zhuge Qing is a mighty torrent of the times. Not to mention the small Tang Clan, even the Celestial Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain cannot stop it.

Since the tide has turned against him, the only thing he can do is to put aside his pitiful pride, grasp at this lifeline, ride this overwhelming momentum, and seek a future for the Tang Clan.

"you……"

Zhang Wang was so angry that he was speechless. He wanted to curse again, but found that all the words were stuck in his throat.

"Alright, you two."

A clear voice, though not loud, cut perfectly into the tense atmosphere between the two.

Zhuge Qing sat upright, his expression unchanged.
"Why don't you listen to my solution before making a decision?"

His gaze swept calmly over the two of them.

Tang Miaoxing's thoughts were not a difficult mystery for a sorcerer like him.

That's why he didn't hesitate to tear open the Tang Clan's bloodiest wound as soon as he entered.

He can raise questions, and naturally he can solve them. Tang Miaoxing realized this, which is why he so readily accepted the offer.

Tang Miaoxing took a deep breath, reopened her eyes, nodded slightly to Zhuge Qing, and gestured for him to enter.

"Mr. Zhuge, please speak."

"The Tang Clan's methods are rooted in covert assassinations and infiltrations, emphasizing a single, decisive strike to eliminate any future troubles."

This contradicts the open and universal values ​​that society needs today; this is a fundamental problem.

Zhuge Qing said slowly.

Tang Miaoxing nodded silently; what he said was indeed true.

The kung fu of Shaolin and Wudang can be choreographed into calisthenics, used as routines for physical fitness, and also served as a form of martial arts for entertainment.

What can the Tang Clan's Instant Strike and Poisonous Mist be used for?
Does it teach people how to poison their own kind more efficiently?
But if this "poisonous" nature is fundamentally eliminated, then the Tang Clan will no longer be the Tang Clan.

Zhang Wang gave a heavy, cold snort and turned his head to the side.

Killing is all about pursuing ultimate efficiency; if you can solve it in one move, there's no need to use a second one...

"And I happen to know a place where Tang Clan's methods can be put to good use."

Zhuge Qing's tone rose slightly, attracting everyone's attention.
"That is, the army."

"Ha, I thought you had some earth-shattering insights."

Zhang Wang immediately scoffed, his disdain practically overflowing.
"An army? We have considered it. But how many extraordinary people are there in total? And how many of them can enter the inner sect of Tang Sect? How can we form an army with just a few kittens?"

How do you create a systematic operation? The military doesn't need one or two top assassins; it needs a fully-fledged special forces unit!

"This……"

Tang Miaoxing was also taken aback. He had imagined countless possibilities, but he never expected Zhuge Qing to give such a seemingly unrealistic answer.

However, Zhao Fangxu's eyes suddenly lit up. He instantly understood Zhuge Qing's trump card.

So that's how it is... It's a body-cultivating furnace!
As expected, a faint smile appeared on Zhuge Qing's lips. He looked at the three members of the Tang Clan who were confused and disdainful because of his words, and then presented a fact that was enough to overturn their understanding.

"Who says that future soldiers need to have innate superhuman abilities?"

He briefly explained the existence and principle of the body-cultivating furnace.

A supercomputer capable of recording, analyzing, and even replicating the operating mode of "Primordial Qi".

In theory, as long as the data is complete enough, it can transform an ordinary person into a "post-natal superhuman" with specific abilities.

"We can mass-produce soldiers with Tang Clan techniques."

Zhuge Qing's voice echoed in the silent reception room, each word like a bombshell.
"But they have power, yet they lack the 'experience' to use it."

They need instructors, top-notch teachers, to teach them how to transform their Qi into the sharpest blade against the enemy's throat.

"And looking across the world, no one is more suitable to be this teacher than the masters of the Tang Clan."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wang was stunned, his brain unable to process the vast amount of information contained in those words for a moment.

"Is this true?!"

Tang Miaoxing asked excitedly.

Mass production of... superhumans?
If this is true, then the Tang Sect...

Seeing their completely stunned expressions, Zhuge Qing knew that the time was right.

He casually placed his last bet.

"Moreover, if the Tang Clan has a military background."

Then, the one imprisoned in the Tang Tomb can surely walk out with dignity now.

(End of this chapter)