Legend of the Dragon King: I really didn't mean to provoke them!

Wu Changkong poured a glass of water and handed it to Xie Xie before slowly speaking:

"You must be wondering what today's exam is like. You've all been up against opponents of similar skill levels."

"And the opponents you encounter in the Hall of Heroes are all real Soul Masters who once existed. Because they are simulated, they can only unleash 70% of their true strength..."

"puff--!"

Before Wu Changkong could finish speaking, Xie Xie spat out the mouthful of water he had just drunk.

Let him think about it, what kind of soul skills did he suffer in the final second stage?

The four-in-one spirit skill, the ten-thousand-year simulated spirit skill, the ten-thousand-year group weakness skill, the Ice Emperor's Claw, the Ice Emperor's Body Protection, the Eternal Frozen Domain, the Ice Emperor's Wrath, ice mist, ice cones, the Ice Emperor's Aura, and the complete set of Tang Sect techniques...

You call this 70% of Huo Yuhao's strength?

Damn it, Huo Yuhao was practically ready to summon Electrolux to beat him up!!

The three people turned to look at the sound.

"Cough cough cough, it's nothing, it's nothing." Xie Xie wiped the water from the corner of his mouth and waved his hand. "You guys continue, you guys continue."

Forget it.

Ignorance is no excuse.

Chapter 96 "Three's Company"

Wu Changkong briefly explained why she brought the three of them here.

Upon hearing the word "organization," Tang Wulin couldn't help but ask, "Teacher Wu, what does this organization do?"

Wu Changkong stared intently at Tang Wulin and Gu Yue opposite him, and slowly spoke:

Have you ever heard of—

"Tang, Men".

Upon hearing those two words, both Tang Wulin and Gu Yue were startled.

After all, it would be strange if no one in this world had never heard of the Tang Clan. Legends of the Tang Clan have existed since 30,000 years ago, and the Tang Clan has participated in several major historical events.

Moreover, the founder of the Tang Sect is suspected to have ascended to godhood.

Tang Wulin was most familiar with his story because this ancestor of the Tang Clan also possessed the Blue Silver Grass as his martial soul.

Moreover, with the development of soul tools, the Tang Sect almost perished. At this time, another legendary figure stepped forward—the very same Huo Yuhao, the creator of the Spirit Pagoda and the creator of soul spirits.

Xie Xie rolled his eyes at Tang Wulin's excited expression.

How could I not be familiar with it?

One is your father, and the other is your brother-in-law.

"Teacher Wu, didn't the Tang Clan disappear and move to two other continents?" Tang Wulin asked in surprise.

"Do not."

Wu Changkong said, "The Tang Clan has never truly disappeared. They also have a presence on the other two continents, and the Federation government is aware of this."

"The Tang Clan simply didn't make it public to avoid drawing too much attention."

"The place we are in now is a company under the Tang Sect called Xuan Shi Tang Sect Technology Co., Ltd. Everything you just experienced is the training system they developed."

"This training system is called the Hall of Heroes."

"What you just taught is about the members of the Shrek Seven Devils in their history."

Tang Wulin was taken aback at first, then immediately realized what was happening and couldn't help but exclaim in shock:

"The one I just fought was none other than Phoenix Flute Douluo Xiao Xiao, one of the Shrek Seven Devils from ten thousand years ago, who was of the same generation as the Spirit Pagoda Master and possessed the Three Lives Soul-Suppressing Cauldron and the Nine Phoenixes Arrival Flute?!"

Gu Yue was somewhat bewildered.

Wu Changkong glanced at her and said, "The one who defeated Gu Yue was the Dragon Butterfly Douluo Tang Wutong at the second ring stage."

Xie Xie was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized what was happening.

Indeed, these people probably only know Tang Wutong now, and the name Wang Dong'er has long been forgotten.

I curse Tang San every day!

"Don't be discouraged," Wu Changkong said, offering a rare word of comfort.

"Those who defeated you were all legends. After joining the Tang Clan, you will have many opportunities to train and improve in the Hall of Heroes."

Upon hearing Wu Changkong's words, Tang Wulin replied almost without hesitation:

"I'll join!"

Gu Yue hesitated, her gaze unconsciously drifting towards Xie Xie.

Xie Xie spread his hands and said, "Don't look at me. I submitted my resume before you guys. I'm just officially joining now."

Gu Yue fell silent.

Wu Changkong's gaze then fell on Gu Yue, "No need to rush to make a decision, you can go back and ask first..."

"Teacher Wu, I'm sorry."

After a moment of silence, Gu Yue suddenly stood up.

Immediately afterwards, she bowed deeply to Wu Changkong, "Teacher Wu, Tang Wulin, I'm sorry, I won't be joining."

"Why?!" Tang Wulin asked immediately.

Gu Yue shook her head, looked at Tang Wulin, and said calmly, "I already have an organization I want to join, so the Tang Sect is not suitable for me."

"But……"

Tang Wulin wanted to say something more, but Wu Changkong stopped him.

"Okay, everyone has their own ambitions."

"Gu Yue, you can decide for yourself. With your talent, you will shine brightly no matter where you are in the future. Also, I will arrange your practical training separately."

"Thank you, Teacher Wu." Gu Yue nodded.

Tang Wulin moved closer to Gu Yue in disbelief and whispered, "Gu Yue, this is the Tang Clan! The Tang Clan, which has a history of 20,000 years and countless riches!"

Gu Yue looked at Tang Wulin with a serious yet complicated expression.

But when her gaze swept past Tang Wulin, it immediately met those dark green eyes, whose owner winked at her playfully.

At that moment, Gu Yue suddenly felt relieved.

She smiled and shook her head at Tang Wulin: "I'm sorry, Wulin, because I had already decided to join the Spirit Pagoda before I came here, so I can't join another organization."

Wu Changkong was somewhat surprised to hear Gu Yue say that.

Even she didn't know when the Spirit Pagoda contacted Gu Yue; they really acted quickly.

Wu Changkong nodded and said, "Gu Yue is right."

"Whether it's the Tang Sect or the Spirit Pagoda, they are both top-tier organizations on the continent. Organizations are not like associations, where you can only choose one."

"Now that you have chosen the Tang Sect, if you want to withdraw, you will need to return everything you have obtained from the Tang Sect, including the cultivation techniques you have learned. So, you should think carefully."

Tang Wulin glanced at Gu Yue, then at Xie Xie.

Xie Xie felt something was really strange.

What's going on today? First, I got beaten up by some random Huo Yuhao, and now I've joined an organization, and both of them are staring at me.

Does your face reflect the answer?

In the end, Tang Wulin chose his "dream".

"Teacher Wu, no need to think about it anymore! Joining the Tang Sect is my dream, and I've made up my mind!" Tang Wulin said earnestly.

He didn't want to be separated from his partner Gu Yue, but he couldn't give up his "dream" either!

"Alright. That concludes today's test. Afterwards, you will need to fill out a series of forms, and then you will become members of the outer sect of the Tang Clan."

"I will tell you everything about the Tang Clan later, including its rules, benefits, and obligations."

On the way back, Tang Wulin sat on the bus, looking out the window with a forlorn expression.

Xie Xie gave Gu Yue a look.

Gu Yue understood and got up to walk towards Tang Wulin's position.

This time, Xie Xie, unusually, didn't stick to Wu Changkong. Instead, he sat down in the last row of the bus, yawned, and lazily watched the scenery rushing past the window.

A moment later, a familiar figure sat down next to him.

"Finished comforting me?" Xie Xie stretched.

Gu Yue nodded gently. "Yes, Wu Lin's emotions... are somewhat fragile."

“After all, his parents are gone.” Xie Xie leaned back heavily in his chair again. “Although my mother passed away early and my father was often busy with work, I still have a family behind me.”

"Oh right, you apologized to Teacher Wu and Tang Wulin just now, why didn't you apologize to me?"

Xie Xie stared at Gu Yue: "You have such a big problem with me?"

This time, however, Gu Yue didn't argue with him. Instead, she smiled and pursed her lips, her cool fingers lightly touching his forehead.

"Because I know that no matter what choice I make, you will support me—"

"Isn't that so?"

Gu Yue's purple eyes reflected Xie Xie's image, and a gentle smile curved her lips.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the bus window, casting a warm golden halo on her soft hair.

Xie Xie was slightly taken aback.

Gu Yue is usually aloof.

Even when she spends every day with him and Tang Wulin, she is mostly calm and composed, rarely showing such a tender and affectionate smile without reservation.

After staring blankly for a few seconds, Xie Xie looked away and pursed his lips.

"Who told you to be Gu Yue..."

"Yeah, what can I do? I'm Gu Yue."

Chapter 97 Xie Xie: Family, I picked up someone, and he wants to come home with me.

The semester has finally come to an end.

After saying goodbye to Gu Yue and Tang Wulin at the school gate, Xie Xie got into a private car and returned to the Xie family home.

Xie Xie rested his chin on his hand, gazing at the fleeting street scenes outside the window. Memories of spending the semester with his friends kept flashing through his mind, and a smile unconsciously crept onto his lips.

The end-of-term assessments have finally come to a successful conclusion!

Xie Xie's tense nerves finally relaxed, and even the wind blowing in through the cracks in the car window carried a sense of ease.

Halfway through the drive, as they came to a not-so-bustling street, Xie Xie glanced out the window and a striking red figure caught his eye.

That figure, that hair color...

"parking."

Xie Xie, as if possessed, raised his hand and patted the front seat, calling out to stop the driver.

Before the car had come to a complete stop, he pushed open the car door and got out.

A cool breeze brushed his cheeks. He walked quickly to the roadside and looked closely. Sure enough, it was a boy about his age.

The boy was exceptionally thin, dressed in faded clothes, and sat alone on the cold sidewalk, hugging his legs tightly with his arms and burying his head in his knees.

He curled up in a ball, looking both lonely and helpless.

Her bright red hair was disheveled and stood out against the dimly lit street.