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Chapter 838 - 838 838 Tang Sect Poison Contest!

838: Chapter 838: Tang Sect Poison Contest!

838: Chapter 838: Tang Sect Poison Contest!

“Why is the Ji family causing me trouble?

Moreover, I have never promised anything to Ji Chufei.

Why would there be emotional entanglements?” Qin Han calmly looked at Wang Pingchuan and said.

“You…” Wang Pingchuan looked at Qin Han with shock, “I’ve never seen anyone as rational as you!”

“Thank you!” Qin Han said.

Wang Pingchuan shook his head and said, “I’m not praising you.

Don’t you know that being overly rational can be heartless?”

“Isn’t it better this way?

Rationality allows us to see the essence of things.” Qin Han said flatly.

“Fine, I won’t argue with you.

Just make sure to help me when the time comes.” Wang Pingchuan said.

He didn’t want to discuss the essence of things with Qin Han.

He still remembered how Qin Han had left his master speechless the last time.

Discussing these matters with Qin Han was simply asking for trouble.

The next day, Tang Liuyu was waiting outside Qin Han’s room early in the morning.

Wang Pingchuan’s master said, “Old Tang, there’s no need for this.

Acting like this might make Qin Han dislike you.”

“No, I’m just nervous.” Tang Liuyu said.

As they were talking, Qin Han opened the door and smiled, “Please come in.”

“Sorry to disturb your rest, Mr.

Qin.” Tang Liuyu said hurriedly upon entering.

Qin Han waved his hand and said, “I’ve been awake for a while.”

“When do we go over?” Qin Han continued to ask.

Tang Liuyu replied, “The poison competition is at noon.

We can head over now; there should be many people from the martial arts world participating today.”

“That works!” Qin Han nodded.

Then the group left the hotel, heading straight for the Sichuan Tang Clan.

The Sichuan Tang Clan is located on the outskirts of the capital’s Jinghua Mountain.

Sichuan is mountainous, and Jinghua Mountain is one among many ranges.

It’s said that the courtyard is surrounded by water, but Jinghua Mountain is surrounded by mountains, with mountains within mountains.

Upon reaching the base of Jinghua Mountain, there were already many vehicles; they stretched into the distance, making Qin Han marvel.

Modern technology combined with ancient martial arts sects without any sense of discord.

Seeing that the cars couldn’t move forward, Tang Liuyu apologized, “Mr.

Qin, we might need to walk a bit.”

“No problem.” Qin Han smiled.

The group then got out of the car and headed towards the Tang Clan.

Looking at the spectacular gate of the Tang Clan halfway up the mountain, Qin Han asked with interest, “I remember the Sichuan Tang Clan has always been a low-profile sect.

Why is this gate so grand?”

“Qin Han, you’re not aware of this.” Wang Pingchuan’s master laughed, “The Tang Clan was low-profile because they only had poison and hidden weapons, no other techniques, hence they had to be low-key.”

“Nowadays, the Tang Clan is quite different.

It’s said there are over ten experts in the Earth Realm, five in the pinnacle of the Earth Realm, and some even in the Heaven Realm.

With such experts, do you think they still need to be humble?”

Qin Han laughed silently and said, “So that’s how it is.”

“In recent years, the martial arts world has been peaceful, so all sects have developed rapidly.

This generation’s sect leader is a visionary, so naturally, the Tang Clan is no longer what it used to be.” Wang Pingchuan’s master said.

While chatting, the group reached the foot of the mountain.

They saw a team of young people in black clothes and pants questioning those entering the Tang Clan.

Qin Han looked at Tang Liuyu in confusion, only to see him take out an invitation from his pocket.

“The Tang Clan’s poison competition is invitation-only every year…” Tang Liuyu said with a smile.

Qin Han rolled his eyes and said, “If it weren’t for Old Tang, I’d be too lazy to come.”

“That’s true.

You don’t know how much effort I spent to invite him; he’s very lazy!” Wang Pingchuan said.

As Qin Han was about to speak, a voice sounded behind Tang Liuyu.

“Who do we have here?

Isn’t this the Tang Clan from Xiangxi?”

Everyone turned to see a middle-aged man standing next to Tang Liuyu, speaking disdainfully.

“Uncle Tang, you always go to great lengths to return to the family during the poison competition.

Why did you find such a lazy person this year?”

“Aren’t you afraid of the wind snapping your tongue?”

Tang Liuyu frowned and said, “Tang Ao, who I invite has nothing to do with you.

Go find somewhere cool to stand.”

“A branch family that can’t return to the main family, what’s there to be proud of?” Tang Ao sneered.

“Calling you Uncle Tang is showing you respect!

Humph!” Tang Ao snorted coldly.

Then he walked straight ahead.

Qin Han looked calmly at Tang Liuyu and asked, “Is he your enemy?”

“Sort of.

During a previous poison competition, someone from his family died at my eldest son’s hand.” Tang Liuyu said.

“I’m curious, what’s the purpose of this poison competition in the Tang Clan?

Is it just to let those who were expelled from the family return?” Qin Han asked lightly.

Tang Liuyu shook his head and said, “That was my oversight.

I was only thinking about returning to the Tang Clan and forgot about the rewards of the poison competition.”

“The Tang Clan selects three people to cultivate as core disciples during each poison competition.

They also receive Zong Yuan Pills and a book on poison techniques!” Tang Liuyu explained.

“However, after each competition, some branch family members become rivals, sometimes fighting to mutual destruction even outside the Tang Clan.

But the Tang Clan never opposes these branch family disputes, focusing only on strength.”

Qin Han nodded, surprised at the Tang Clan’s way of selecting talents.

Though somewhat heartless, it was highly effective.

It could quickly and maximally excavate talents.

The group arrived at the Tang Clan’s mountain gate, and Tang Liuyu showed his invitation.

An elderly man standing behind the young ones saw Tang Liuyu and said, “Liuyu, how are your preparations this time?”

“Third Uncle!” Tang Liuyu greeted the elderly man quickly.

Then he introduced, “This is Mr.

Qin, a Divine Doctor and a poison expert, whom I invited for this occasion.”

“I’m hardly a poison expert, just someone with a slight understanding.” Qin Han said.

The elderly man nodded and said, “Liuyu’s return to the Tang Clan is in your hands!”

Entering the Tang Clan, Wang Pingchuan asked, “Uncle Tang, who was that man just now?”

“That’s my third uncle, one of the two people in the Tang Clan who treat me as a Tang family member!” Tang Liuyu said with a deep breath.

“Your third uncle?” Wang Pingchuan looked at Tang Liuyu in shock; Tang Liuyu was over fifty years old, then his third uncle?

“My third uncle is seventy-eight years old…” Tang Liuyu said.

“Tang Liuyu, you’ve arrived!”