nownovels Chapter 261 The Tang Clan's Petty-Mindedness
Chapter 261 The Tang Clan's Petty-Mindedness
"Alright, that's enough with the last words. It's time for me to take that final step!"
Tang Miaoxing took a deep look at his three fellow disciples in front of him, then turned his head to look around at the Tang Clan disciples cultivating on the mountain wall, and said loudly.
"I, Tang Miaoxing, in my capacity as the head of the Tang Clan, hereby announce that Tang Xin, a disciple of the Tang Clan, will be the next head of the clan."
Within the silent Tang tomb, his clear and resolute words echoed through the empty and quiet cave. The sound reverberated in the mountain passage, gradually carrying into the distance, and seemed to travel back to the past along with the unchanging shadows.
Standing amidst the echoing voices, the three elders of the Tang Clan clenched their fists, staring at Tang Miaoxing in the center of the stone chamber. Their teeth chattered, and they too made their decision.
"We... obey!"
Tang Miaoxing, sitting cross-legged, looked at his three fellow disciples. His eyes no longer held the complicated grudges and affections of the past, but rather a sense of relief.
"call--"
He gazed at the three of them, then turned his gaze away from the surrounding scenery. His eyes slowly closed, and he exuded a relaxed and natural air, as if someone who had been forcing himself had finally let go of a burden that did not belong to him.
As her eyes closed completely and darkness descended, Tang Miaoxing seemed to see her master, the old sect leader Tang Bingwen, through that last glimmer of light.
"As expected, I am still not suitable to be the sect leader. Master, you made the right choice in choosing Yang Lie."
In Tang Miaoxing's eyes, the figure in front of him seemed somewhat blurry, and his face was not clearly visible, but what remained unchanged was the spirit and aura contained within that figure.
This kind of imposing presence was not only present in the old sect leader, but also in the previous sect leader, Yang Lie.
It was a kind of spirit and aura that Tang Miaoxing could not describe. He only knew that it was the kind of demeanor that a leader of the Tang Clan should have, and the kind of demeanor that he should learn from.
But Tang Miaoxing spent his whole life trying to learn that look, only to find that he could never quite master it.
He used to feel dissatisfied and resentful about this shortcoming, because it was the most perfect image in his mind, and the image he most wanted to become.
But now, all the dissatisfaction, regret, and resentment of the past were exhaled with that breath. When Tang Miaoxing looked at that figure again, he no longer had the obsession he used to have.
His gaze lingered on that figure, then he closed his eyes and murmured to himself, "Master, Uncle-Master, I'm sorry. We kids have pushed the Tang Clan back again. Inner and outer sects, we've been naive our whole lives."
Although the Tang Clan is a profession of assassins and emphasizes bloodline inheritance, its inheritance method is more inclined to master-disciple inheritance.
The apprentice learns the techniques and skills from the master, and then, when he becomes a master, he passes on the techniques and skills to his disciples, thus passing on the torch from generation to generation.
The flame of the Tang Clan is continuously ignited and continued through the inheritance of generations, shining with new brilliance. This brilliance contains the glory of predecessors and the light of successors.
In terms of master-disciple relationship, the current sect leader Tang Miaoxing and the previous sect leader Yang Lie are fellow disciples, and their master is the former sect leader Tang Bingwen.
Decades ago, the old sect leader Tang Bingwen handed over the position of sect leader to Yang Lie. Tang Miaoxing was not jealous or dissatisfied with this choice, but she became obsessed with it.
Because Yang Lie's surname is not "Tang," he is a true outer disciple, yet he possesses the only Dan Shi of that generation.
Tang Miaoxing, though an inner disciple, had not mastered the Dan Shi technique. He considered this his greatest imperfection, the only place he lost to Yang Lie, and the place where an inner disciple lost to an outer disciple.
Later, after Yang Lie passed away, Tang Miaoxing took over as the sect leader, but found that he could not control the Tang Clan members. Compared with Yang Lie, he lost again, and the inner sect also lost.
After this failure, Tang Miaoxing's obsession became strange and unpredictable. He attributed the failure to Dan Shi, believing that it was all because he had not mastered Dan Shi.
Dan Shi!
These two words almost became Tang Miaoxing's inner demons and his calamity, affecting not only himself but also the Tang Clan.
He gathered all the inner sect elites at Tang Tomb, even at the cost of neglecting their cultivation, and privately had Xu Xin teach them, all for the sake of Dan Shi.
This was also to ensure that the inner sect completely suppressed the outer sect, allowing Tang Miaoxing to surpass Yang Lie once!
"This is my despicable act: clinging to the distinction between inside and outside, clinging to the outcome of winning and losing, only to find it all just fleeting sand and empty light."
When his eyes were completely closed, all the scenes before him turned into empty darkness. Tang Miaoxing observed himself in the darkness, and the resentment and bitterness that had been trapped in his heart for decades all turned into a wisp of smoke.
The wisp of smoke gradually gathered in the darkness and transformed into the figure of another person. This figure was not blurry, and his face appeared clearly in front of Tang Miaoxing.
"Young Master Yang, are you here to see me off too?"
In the darkness of his mind, Tang Miaoxing looked at the figure in front of him, dressed in a suit but slightly wild, with an old face but hidden handsome features, like an old thug in a suit, and shook his head with a smile.
"This appearance really makes us mountain savages look like dirt. It's so irritating to look at. No wonder I've been comparing myself to you my whole life."
Yang Lie was born into a wealthy landlord family and was quite talented. He even studied abroad for a few years, but in the end, he gave up his wealth and honor and joined the Tang Clan.
As Tang Miaoxing shook his head, it seemed as if he was recalling the scene when he and his fellow disciples first met Yang Lie, and it also seemed as if he had found the origin of his lifelong competitive spirit.
It turns out that the source of all my lifelong struggle was that youthful spirit of feeling inferior when we first met, yet refusing to admit defeat.
He held this pent-up anger for his entire life, and it actually turned into a demon in his heart.
Thinking of this, Tang Miaoxing was both amused and exasperated. He pointed at Yang Lie's gradually disappearing figure, unsure whether he was cursing the other person or himself.
"Damn it, this is infuriating! As expected, the Tang Clan members are all petty."
Recalling how the old sect leader Tang Bingwen always hit people in the left eye and always tucked his sleeves in, Tang Miaoxing felt that the Tang Clan's legacy was indeed passed down from generation to generation.
"Enough, enough. Now it's my turn to add fuel to the fire of this legacy."
As he spoke, Tang Miaoxing, whose mind was in darkness, closed his eyes, his body and mind returning to complete stillness. The Qi around him began to circulate with the method of Dan Shi, and he began to truly take that step.
Outside, Tang Miaoxing's mental state changed in the blink of an eye. The moment he closed his eyes, the hazy blue light that he had been imagining slowly gathered in his upper and lower dantian, as if it had transformed into two origin points separating heaven and earth.
"here we go."
Once these two origin points were formed, Xu Xin's furrowed brows suddenly relaxed, and he sat back without hesitation, giving instructions to the Tang Clan disciples on the mountain wall.
"Kids, listen up. This is the path our predecessors have walked. Even if we die, it will serve as a warning to you."
Although his words were somewhat cold, his eyes remained fixed on Tang Miaoxing.
"Xu Xin, will Tang Miaoxing succeed this time?"
Xu Xin waved his tattered sleeve, his gaze towards Tang Miaoxing becoming increasingly strange.
"It's hard to say. He definitely wouldn't have made it before, but now that he's acting like this, I can't be sure. Who can say for sure about matters between life and death?"
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