Chapter 38

Yang Yun's eyes flashed a cold light as he said: "Sharp Feather Hall is also silent and tight-lipped, no news has been reported; how laughable, the Star Luo Empire ultimately bears the surname Dai."

Upon hearing this, Yang Wulong, Yang Wuhu, and Yang Wushas faces turned grim.

Yang Posue even burst out cursing them as wolf-hearted, dog-lunged, ungrateful white-eyed wolves; the Breaking Heaven Sect had shared the Qi Cultivation Technique and the Eight Section Brocade with them.

The Breaking Clan integrated the Sharp Clan and the Guard Clan; not even mentioning the Power Clan already explains the problem.

These old fogeys actually disregarded sect interests for the sake of ridiculous brotherly feelings; do those Titans with such brotherly feelings ever think of them over the years? As soon as Tang Hao returns, he wants to drag them off to be dogs, while decent people in the Breaking Heaven Sect don't want to be.

They cannot position themselves correctly.

Truly outrageous.

Yang Posue's face suddenly changed as he asked: "Uncle Invincible probably isn't aware, right?"

Unaware!

Having received an affirmative answer, Yang Posue let out a long sigh of relief; it's good that he's unaware; I just fear that Yang Wudi also cares about those decades of plastic brotherly feelings.

Yang Yun patted Yang Posue on the shoulder and continued: "The Sharp Clan and the Guard Clan each have outstanding aspects of their martial souls; the fault lies solely with the clan leaders. I believe everyone in the Breaking Heaven Sect is living well now and would not wish to return to the days of poverty and being bullied and looked down upon; that is why I have arranged for Uncle Long and Uncle Hu to select new hall masters."

As for dealing with traitors, no method is needed; the mere thought will cause the inner heart-devouring flame to burn them to death.

The Breaking Heaven Sect will have no traitors.

Such rules will evolve with the passage of time, adapting to changing eras; otherwise, dead rules remain dead rules.

Before Yang Yun left, the Breaking Heaven Sect's rules were dynamically adjusted; they would never become an obstacle to the sect's development at any time.

After leaving?

Whether they live or die, if they can't get by, just disband; whatever happens, we must not bring disaster upon ourselves.

Their mental state is simply splendid.

Three 100,000-year soul rings have already been hunted; Yang Yun leads the three brothers Yang Wulong and Yang Posue back to the Breaking Heaven Sect.

Half a month has passed, and the construction of the Breaking Heaven Sect has progressed more than halfway;

The overall outline of the Breaking Heaven Sect's construction is now visible, magnificent and splendid; the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect provides financial backing from behind.

Niu Gao spares no materials, using only the highest standards; everything best is arranged.

Even ideas never dared to implement before are all put on the table; first don't worry about feasibility—if it works, great; if not, it's fine.

It's not even the Breaking Heaven Sect's money being burned.

Returning to the sect, Yang Yun saw many clansmen gradually relocating over.

The Crown Prince Davis is also truly generous, not only vacating many spare rooms in the prince's mansion but also booking several star-rated hotels for the Breaking Heaven Sect's residence.

The path has broadened; henceforth Yang Yun will certainly not let Davis lose to that lustful tiger.

"Soul Masters of the Breaking Heaven Sect at Soul King rank and above, gather quickly; the remaining members shall each attend to their duties and rest on their own when the time comes."

Yang Yun's voice, wrapped with soul power, was transmitted into every member's mind.

Soon, soul masters from all over the sect gathered one after another at the martial arts field, this being the first building constructed by the Breaking Heaven Sect.

For convenient gathering and speaking.

"Where is the hall master of Sharp Feather Hall?"

Bai He stepped forward, bowed, and said: "Bai He is here; Sect Master, what are your orders?" Yang Yun nodded slightly and said lightly: "Inform the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect that the Splendid Turmeric Immortal-grade herb has been found; on the day the Breaking Heaven Sect's construction is completed, I will personally escort the herb to your door."

"With your speed, can you return before the gathering ends if you go all out?"

Bai He's heart gave a startled thump, yet he replied in a low voice: "This old one is willing to give it a try."

As he spoke, he manifested his martial soul true form, his body compressing into a Sharp-tailed Swallow; the first six soul rings lit up, emitting a faint halo.

The next second he vanished from the spot, the floor tiles cracked under his feet.

Within less than a second, his figure disappeared from sight as a black dot, until the black dot vanished.

Niu Gao, for some reason, felt his blood run cold standing below, a vague bad premonition; he always felt Yang Yun was off today.

Behind Yang Yun on both sides, one side had Yang Wulong, Yang Wuhu, and Yang Wushas standing.

The other side was led by Yang Posue, with Yang Poxiong, Yang Poshi, and Yang Poao standing straight, like a straight spear of broken souls.

The clansmen's gathering speed is not slow, but the Breaking Heaven Sect is still under construction; many buildings cannot be passed through directly.

One must take a detour to reach the martial arts field.

Three minutes passed, and Yang Yun saw that less than half of the people had gathered on the field.

The Guardians Hall gathered behind Niu Gao.

Sharp Feather Hall gathered behind Bai Chenxiang, though even the leader Bai Chenxiang felt dazed; where had grandfather gone? Niu Gao kindly reminded: "Miss Bai Chenxiang, Old White Bird went to the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect to deliver news; stay composed, don't embarrass your grandfather."

Fifteen minutes later, in Yang Yun's view, all Soul Kings and above of the Breaking Heaven Sect, including those at Soul King rank who had not yet obtained soul rings, had arrived.

The Breaking Clan occupied sixty percent, while the remaining Guardians Hall and Sharp Feather Hall were roughly equal, each close to twenty percent.

Of that sixty percent of the Breaking Clan, fifty percent had already defected to Yang Yun in advance.

"Whoosh!"

Bai He controlled his speed so as not to crack the landing tiles, watching as the last soul master walked out of the passage.

Only after daring not to stop along the way did Bai He breathe a sigh of relief, discreetly wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Yang Yun smiled faintly: "Hall Master Bai He of Sharp Feather Hall, an eighty-three-rank Soul Douluo; martial soul Sharp-tailed Swallow, renowned for speed across the continent, indeed lives up to its reputation."

Bai He humbly chuckled, took a big breath, swallowed some saliva to moisten his throat, then replied: "Sect Master, you overpraise me."

Yet Yang Yun, collecting his smile, looked at Bai He and asked: "Hall Master Bai He, what accounts for the Sharp-tailed Swallow's such speed; and Hall Master Niu Gao's meeting with the Titan of the Power Clan—why wasn't this reported in time?"

"Was it because there wasn't time, or because you never intended to report it?"

A light, casual remark, spoken gently, yet made Bai He and Niu Gao break out in cold sweat simultaneously.

At the same time, Yang Wudi, who had rushed over during the gathering, was fuming, his eyes wide and locked on Bai He and Niu Gao, almost breathing fire.

"Old rhino, old white bird; did that damned orangutan come looking for you? Why wasn't such an important matter reported? Do you still consider yourselves hall masters of the Breaking Heaven Sect?"

Bai He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word.

Niu Gao explained anxiously, "Lao Shan Yang, Titan coming to find me is just a normal catch-up; what's there to report?"

Yang Wudi took out his Soul-breaking Spear, pointed directly at Niu Gao and angrily said, "Normal catch-up? Why didn't you look for me and Old White Crane when catching up, but only sought you out?"

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