"Ding! Main quest received: In half a year, go to the Purple Cloud Sect and publicly defeat Shangguan Siyu!"
A notification sound echoed in Tang Yi’s mind after he left the Tang Family’s main hall.
"The three of you have achieved your goal. You may leave now. I won’t be keeping you." Seeing Tang Yi depart, Tang Haotian told them to leave. Since all pretenses were dropped, there was no longer any need to be polite with the Shangguan Family.
"Uncle Tang, even if you forbid it, I must still call you that. What happened today was indeed my fault, but I had no other choice. When you have time in the future, please visit my Shangguan Family. I will properly apologize to you then."
As she spoke, Shangguan Siyu gave Tang Haotian a deep bow, her face filled with guilt. Then, with another slight bow, she left the Tang Family’s main hall. Master Yuda and Situ Qingfeng hurriedly followed her out.
"Master Yuda, please take the White Snow Sword and the Cyan Cloud Pill with you." With a flick of his arm, Tang Haotian tossed the two treasures toward Master Yuda, and they landed precisely in his hands.
"This..." Master Yuda’s face twisted into a wry smile. He held the two items, hesitating, unsure of what to do. Finally, with a sigh, he gritted his teeth and hurried away with the treasures.
The members of the Tang Family were all disappointed not to have received the treasures, but it wasn’t their place to say anything.
Tang Yi had just returned to his residence and barely sat down when Tang Lian came in right after him.
"Brother Tang Yi, are you all right?" Tang Lian asked with concern.
"I’m fine. What could possibly be wrong?" Tang Yi said with a smile, feigning indifference.
’How could I possibly be fine!’
’Back on Earth, my girlfriend ran off with a rich guy. Now that I’ve transmigrated, I’m going through the same thing again. How could I possibly stay calm?’
"As long as you’re all right. Brother Tang Yi, you have to remember, no matter what happens, you still have me, Lian’Er," Tang Lian said in a soft, gentle voice, not daring to look at Tang Yi. A blush spread all the way to her neck.
’Wasn’t that basically a confession?’
"Er..." Tang Yi’s heart warmed, and he replied, "Yeah, my Lian’Er is the best. That Shangguan Siyu isn’t worth a fraction of my Lian’Er. She wants to call off the engagement? Please. I’m the one who wouldn’t have her!"
Hearing Tang Yi say that Shangguan Siyu couldn’t compare to her, Tang Lian’s heart fluttered. "Brother Tang Yi, are you really going to have that match with Shangguan Siyu?"
"Mhm!" Tang Yi nodded. Seemingly knowing what Tang Lian was worried about, he said, "Don’t worry. Even if I win, I would never marry a woman like that! If I’m going to marry someone, it’ll be my Lian’Er!"
"Brother Tang Yi!" Tang Lian gave Tang Yi a playful, reproachful glance, looking utterly bashful.
"But can you really defeat Shangguan Siyu? She’s the Chief Disciple of the Purple Cloud Sect’s Sect Leader. And just now, when I observed her aura, it seemed like she’s already reached the Battle Grandmaster Level," Tang Lian suddenly began to worry for Tang Yi again.
Shangguan Siyu’s Talent was astonishing. To have reached the Battle Grandmaster level at such a young age... in another six months, there was no telling how much stronger she would be.
"Don’t worry. I’ll be sure to wipe the floor with her," Tang Yi said, full of confidence and without a hint of worry.
Seeing Tang Yi’s confidence, Tang Lian also broke into a smile. "In that case, work hard, Brother Tang Yi. I will be silently supporting you."
"Mhm. My good Lian’Er." As he spoke, Tang Yi placed a hand on Tang Lian’s small head, stroking her soft hair. He took in her sweet, youthful fragrance, thoroughly enjoying the moment.
CLATTER CLATTER CLATTER
Just then, the sound of hurried footsteps came from outside, followed by a vicious shout that echoed into Tang Yi’s residence.
"Tang Yi, get out here! You bastard, get your ass out here!"
From the voice, it was Tang Fangzhou.
After leaving the main hall, Tang Fangzhou had seen Tang Lian follow after Tang Yi, and his heart had filled with jealousy and resentment.
Combined with Tang Yi’s insolent and arrogant behavior in the main hall earlier, Tang Fangzhou couldn’t take it anymore. So, he had gathered a group of Tang Family disciples and come to Tang Yi’s residence to cause trouble.
’Great. I was already pissed off and looking for a way to vent, and this son of a bitch just had to show up at my door.’ Tang Yi cracked his knuckles and walked furiously toward the door.
’He might not be a match for Shangguan Siyu’s group, but he could definitely handle Tang Fangzhou.’
When Tang Yi came out, the Tang Family disciples glared at him. Tang Fangzhou continued to shout, "You shameless brat! You have no respect for your elders and have brought nothing but disgrace to the Tang Family! How dare you show your face!"
"Why wouldn’t I dare? And what are you supposed to be?" Tang Yi retorted, pointing at Tang Fangzhou.
"I’m not a ’what’! I am the Seventh Young Master of the Tang Family, Tang Fangzhou!" Tang Fangzhou replied, not realizing the trap.
"Oh, so you’re admitting you’re nothing!" Tang Yi feigned a look of sudden realization, his smile growing incredibly bright.
"You... You’re courting death!" Realizing Tang Yi had been insulting him, Tang Fangzhou was so furious he could only grit his teeth. If it weren’t broad daylight, and if all these members of the Tang Family weren’t present, he would have struck Tang Yi dead with a single palm.
"Seventh Young Master, don’t be angry. There’s no need to get worked up over this waste. Let me teach him a lesson!"
A Tang Family disciple behind Tang Fangzhou said viciously, raising a beefy fist.
This Tang Family disciple’s name was Tang Yonglin, an Eight-Star Battle Disciple.
Although he couldn’t compare to a genius like Shangguan Siyu of the Shangguan Family, his aptitude was considered top-tier among the younger generation of the Tang Family.
"You?" Tang Fangzhou thought for a moment, then nodded. "Fine. Lin, go teach this kid a good lesson for me. Make him understand what it means to be a waste!"
In truth, Tang Fangzhou didn’t actually expect Tang Yonglin to be able to teach Tang Yi a lesson. After all, just yesterday, he had sent Tang the Eighth to kill Tang Yi, but Tang the Eighth had disappeared while Tang Yi returned to the Tang Family unharmed. What did that prove?
It proved that either Tang Yi had a powerful backer, or he himself could cultivate and was even stronger than Tang the Eighth, a Nine-Star Battle Disciple!
But he wouldn’t know for sure until Tang Yonglin tested him. This was Tang Fangzhou’s true reason for letting him make a move.
"Don’t you worry, Seventh Young Master. I’ll make sure Tang Yi knows what’s what. I’ll make him understand that a waste should act like a waste, not get arrogant just because he has the Clan Leader backing him."
With that, Tang Yonglin cracked his knuckles and walked slowly toward Tang Yi. His burly frame emanated an incredibly ferocious aura.
"Tang Yi is in for it now!"
"Tang Yonglin is an Eight-Star Battle Disciple, and a pretty strong one at that. Plus, he’s even cultivated a Yellow Tier Martial Technique. Looks like Tang Yi is going to get beaten half to death this time."
"Come on, place your bets! How many punches can Tang Yi take before he goes down? I remember last time, when Tang Jiuzhe beat him up, he took a whole sixteen punches before collapsing. I bet he won’t last ten this time."
"What? Ten punches? Are you kidding me? Can Tang Jiuzhe even compare to Tang Yonglin? I bet three punches."
"Three punches? You’re thinking too highly of Tang Yi. You have to remember, Tang Yonglin is an Eight-Star Battle Disciple. And look at his build! One punch will be more than enough for Tang Yi."
"He’s a waste who can’t even cultivate. I reckon the wind from Tang Yonglin’s punch could knock him over."

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