Douluo Continent: My Sharingan is a bit unorthodox

They had no choice but to follow the orders of the Evil Blood Douluo.

He kowtowed to Tang Xiao three times with force, his forehead hitting the ground with three thuds.

"What are you doing?"

Tang Xiao frowned.

He vaguely understood that Tang San kowtowed three times for Tang Hao.

Tang San stood up, his fists clenched tightly, and his head bowed.

"It is only right and proper for a son to pay for his father's debts! Sect Master, I am willing to take full responsibility for my father."

Tang Xiao was there after Tang San entered the room.

His expression shifted between light and shadow. Upon hearing this, Tang Xiao slammed his hand on the stone table in front of him and roared:

Can you afford it?

A soft hissing sound!

The table in front of Tang Xiao collapsed silently.

It simply turned into dust, yet it didn't affect anything around it.

Unconsciously...

He has already demonstrated his profound and terrifying cultivation level.

Even Mo Wuchang, standing behind Tang San, had a solemn expression.

Tang Long stood aside, secretly clicking his tongue in amazement.

That table was carved directly from two tons of the hardest granite.

Breaking it isn't difficult...

The challenge is to turn it into powder silently.

Tang Xiao glared at Tang Long.

"Why are you sticking your tongue out? Get out of here, go to the back hill and make a table and bring it back. If you don't do it right, you're not allowed to eat."

"what?"

Tang Long looked miserable, staring at Tang Xiao but not daring to refute him.

Tang Xiao's eyes widened.

"Get out! Do I have to repeat myself?"

"I'll go, I'll go."

Tang Long was very imposing in front of the third-generation disciples.

But in front of Tang Xiao, it became as docile as a cat and quickly ran out.

Xie Xue narrowed his eyes slightly, but his lips began to move again.

Want to reorganize the Haotian Sect...

Using the identity of a criminal won't do.

Tang San gritted his teeth and knelt down again.

"I don't know if I can bear this responsibility, but I am willing to give my life for the sect and do everything in my power to serve the sect."

Tang Xiao turned around and pushed open the window behind him.

With a flick of his right hand, the stone dust on the ground was pulled up and flew into the air.

"You made a child bear the burden of your own problems. Tang Hao, Tang Hao, do you really think that dying... will erase all these things?!"

Tang Xiao looked out the window.

His fists were clenched, and his eyes had unknowingly reddened.

Listening to Tang Xiao's words.

Tang San couldn't help but recall the desolation of his father's self-destruction.

"Sect Master, Father is not running away. He said he has no face to face the sect and no right to return."

Tang Xiao's voice was filled with barely suppressed anger.

"No right to come back?! Then why did you ask me to help you in the first place... saying it would bring glory to the Clear Sky Sect! And what happened... he successfully broke through to the Title Douluo level and then ran away!"

Tang Xiao roared, his body trembling involuntarily.

He, too, had feelings for her!

"..."

Tang San was stunned, somewhat unable to understand Tang Xiao's words.

"That's fine."

Tang Xiao suppressed his furious expression and lowered his eyes to stare at Tang San.

"The fact that he brought you back shows that he hasn't forgotten why we schemed against him in the first place... but he even lost the Haotian Sect's inherited soul bone!"

talking.

Tang Xiao couldn't help but get a little agitated; he didn't even have many soul bones yet!

The Evil Blood Douluo narrowed his eyes slightly...

He seemed to understand what Tang Xiao was talking about; it seemed that what happened back then was not so simple after all.

The people of the Haotian Sect were not as big and burly as they appeared, with well-developed limbs.

Tang Xiao took a deep breath, looked at Tang San, and his eyes showed a change.

“You look like your mother, but your personality is more like your father's. Since Tang Hao has chosen to have you return to serve the sect... I will hold a ceremony for you to recognize your ancestors tomorrow.”

"Here, strength equals power. If you want to do more for the sect in place of your father, you must first prove yourself to the sect with your own strength. Otherwise, you can't do anything, and you'll never be able to return to the Haotian Sect!"

"..."

Tang San nodded slightly.

He never expected that the Haotian Sect would be so cold-hearted. His father died such a tragic death... and they still couldn't forgive him. Even his uncle in front of him was the same!

"Gentlemen... I hope you two will not interfere with tomorrow's matter, otherwise... my Haotian Sect will not tolerate it."

Tang Xiao finished speaking.

Only then did he have time to pay attention to Xie Xue and the other two, his eyes filled with a threatening look.

He stared at the Evil Blood Douluo.

The tiger's body trembled, and a hint of solemnity appeared in its eyes.

"Heh... Sect Master Tang, rest assured. As Brother Tang Hao's sworn brother, I naturally consider the Clear Sky Sect as one of my own. Moreover, I am here to seek cooperation with you all. The world has suffered under the Spirit Hall for too long... hasn't it?"

Xie Xue smiled casually. His cultivation level of ninety-eight was enough to make the entire Haotian Sect take him seriously.

"cooperate?!"

Tang Xiao frowned, his heart filled with doubt and unease.

Is this also an aid that Tang Hao gave to his Haotian Sect?

It didn't take long.

Tang San then walked out of the sect leader's room.

"Godfather...why did you just now..."

"Hmph! You mistress, do you think you can gain their approval by portraying yourself as a criminal?"

The Evil Blood Douluo snorted coldly and interrupted him directly.

Mo Wuchang patted Tang San on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Tang San, don't worry... His Majesty won't harm you."

"Thank you, godfather. It was Tang San who didn't think things through."

Tang San lowered his head unwillingly.

Looking back, even from those few words, Tang San knew how dashing and spirited his father was.

The feat of killing the Pope while under siege brought unprecedented shame to the Spirit Hall.

But now, he has vanished into thin air!

What a tragic ending.

……

The castle of Haotian Sect is inhabited by the second generation of the sect and the first generation of elders.

The third and fourth generation disciples all lived in the stone houses built behind the castle.

Tang Xiao arranged accommodations for Tang San.

The rooms arranged for Tang San and his group were very simple: a small living room, only about seven or eight square meters, three bedrooms, each about ten square meters, and a small bathroom, all equipped with basic necessities.

This is the standard equipment for the third-generation disciples of the Haotian Sect.