Chapter 688: Chapter 684: The Ambition of the Swan

There was a trace of resentment in Tang Zhi’s words. As the helmsman of a family, he had never met a young man as exceptional as Tang Luo.

Top-notch talent coupled with the best fighting power, as well as an extremely keen sense, and nimbleness. A person like that, even if placed in the Heaven Sect of the holy land, would have the ability of a Saint Child. How lucky the Tang Clan must be to have such a descendant.

On the other hand, Tang Luo, with extraordinary talent, also possessed all the characteristics that matched his talent. Unlike in the past, where excellent descendants would be willing to sacrifice their blood for the family, Tang Luo was different.

This child seemed to have a natural guard against everything around him. He was unwilling to casually interact with others, even if they were his own kin.

In the Martial Hall, he paid more attention to the students in the Cultivation Ground No.7 than his own brothers and sisters in the First Cultivation Ground. He made no exceptions, treating everyone equally; his only indulgence was towards his own younger brother.

In his eyes, there was little difference between ordinary clansmen and the direct descendants of the Tang Clan. He seemed to care only about his immediate family.

Even if such a person had extraordinary talent, at first, Tang Zhi did not think he was worth cultivating. After all, a naturally unsympathetic person, the stronger they become, the more harm they could potentially bring to the clan in the future. There have been many tales recounts of such instances in history, and many powerful families have declined in this way.

Therefore, even though Tang Luo, who was initially diagnosed with Innate Hollow Body, resumed his cultivation, the clan didn’t show any sign of favoring him, but rather gave him free rein.

But Tang Luo’s performance subsequently shocked everyone. Normally, a cold-hearted person wouldn’t exhibit any spirit of dedication. However, since he began serving as an instructor, he continuously submitted modified cultivation techniques and spirit arts to the Secret Arts Pavilion. Later, he even caught the attention of Tang Bin, who exceptionally recommended him to join the Secret Arts Pavilion.

Although on his first day at the Secret Arts Pavilion, he clashed with Tang Guangyu, the results after Tang Luo’s joining was equivalent to the progress of previous six months. Even Tang Luo himself contributed a set of spirit arts that could cause qualitative changes in the fighters of the Mortal Realm.

His unreserved contribution of his martial arts to the Secret Arts Pavilion left Tang Zhi puzzled about Tang Luo’s character. By previous judgments, if Tang Luo was really indifferent by nature, then the Tang Clan, although his birthplace, would merely be a stepping stone in his eyes. Once he grew to a certain point, he would inevitably seek refuge with a holy land sect.

People like this were common on the mainland. These individuals would only realize the value of their birth families after experiencing the brutality of the holy land. After all, compared to cultivating outsiders, every power prefers to invest resources in their own people. Regardless of whether it’s a holy land or a Heaven Sect, they are essentially just old, powerful forces.

However, for some people, the grants of the holy lands are even more precious than the entirety of their family’s contributions.

Perhaps Tang Luo’s ambition was to join the Xu Clan in Yuanzhou. That was what Tang Zhi initially thought. But after the family council incident, he understood Tang Luo differently.

This person is not inherently cold. Instead, he possesses a strong pride from birth, which allows him to treat everyone, whether commoners or nobles, equally.

In his eyes, even the holy land is not remarkable. So even if he had memorized all the histories, Tang Luo did not show any reverence for the powerful holy land.

From that moment onwards, Tang Zhi was curious about Tang Luo. He wanted to delve into what gave this young man such confidence. Why could he face the formidable force that could easily crush him with such an indifferent attitude? This curiosity continued until they met the Ji Clan in Beimang, a top-tier holy land that had been erased from history.

When Tang Luo sent his brother Tang Xing to deliver a message to the Clan’s main hall, it stunned the family. “Are you willing to continue being a roguish, seedy clan, or are you willing to fight to make the Tang Clan a new holy land?”

That was the first time Tang Zhi learned about Tang Luo’s ambition. Tang Xing’s message surprised the chief and the Great Elder who were present at the gathering.

After the family council, everyone knew about Tang Luo’s exceptional talent. However, compared to his ambition, his supreme talent seemed less important.

Transform the Tang Clan into a new holy land? Such a rebellious idea was almost unimaginable. After witnessing Old Xu’s victory in Xiling, every family clearly saw the gap between them.

And this gap would only grow larger as the levels increased. The strength of the holy land was despair-inducing. The combat power of Yuan Quan, a warrior from the Falling Star army, was equal to the outstanding disciples of most noble families in Xiling. It was depressing that apart from a few thousand-swordsmen in Xiling, no one who had transformed from a mortal could confidently say they would certainly defeat Yuan Quan.

The mighty become mightier, and the weak, despite their desperate attempts to catch up, can barely see the shadow of the strong. Within such a hopeless environment, Tang Luo still set his sights on the holy land.

Whether it was foolish arrogance or unbeatable self-confidence, Tang Zhi didn’t know. But he felt that as the head of the clan, if he didn’t even have the courage to make his clan a holy land, he would be letting down the ancestors of the Tang Clan.

That night, all the elders and people in charge handed their tokens over to Tang Luo, handing over the fate of the Tang Clan.

The family, unwilling to be ordinary, would rather die in a blaze of glory than be devoured by powerless despair.

In this way, the clan of madmen obtained the qualifications to negotiate with the once most powerful holy land. It was then that he saw a different side of Tang Luo.

I recognized the storm, so the sea within me surged with excitement!

It was because he wanted the clan to become stronger, that he gave up his ambition to strengthen himself by absorbing a billion spirit herbs; it was because he wanted the clan to become stronger, that he showed no interest in the Ji Clan’s proposal of a marriage alliance.

Tang Zhi had seen something none of them possessed in Tang Luo. This was a fighter destined to become a Saint King. Only one like him could lead the Tang Clan to become a holy land.

this is called pride.

A full clan operation like this gave Tang Zhi the capital to widen the gap with ordinary noble families. With an abundant supply of secret arts and cultivation techniques, the Tang Clan finally entered another period of rapid growth.

And all of this happened because of the sentence Tang Luo brought to the main hall, “Let’s try. Maybe the Tang Clan really can, right?”

According to Tang Zhi’s vision, the next plot was nothing more than Tang Luo becoming the young clan leader and then gradually transforming into a top-tier fighter after a hundred years of evolution. By then, with the foundation he had laid for the Tang Clan, they would likely be able to transform into a dragon in the winds of change.

However, the conflict over the redirection of the Longjiang River caused a drastic clash between the Tang Clan’s future and present. Although, in the end, it seemed that the two had reached a unified agreement, Tang Zhi had found a big disagreement between the two about the path to becoming a strong clan.