The Strongest Mad Son-in-law
Chapter 1085 - 1086: Submission
According to logic, the Great Elder also holds great power within the Tang Sect. Below the Sect Leader, the Great Elder's authority even surpasses that of the Young Clan Leader Tang Batian. If the Great Elder wants something, he gets it.
As for the Sect's Treasure, how can something so important be used to deal with someone like Xu Hao?
Is he really that formidable?
Many disciples of the Tang Sect here have never gone outside, naturally unaware of Xu Hao's reputation, thinking Xu Hao is just one person after all.
However, what's more outrageous now is that the Great Elder's son Tang Jing has actually brought a group of people to attack the sect entrance, making them extremely angry.
In the past, many of them called Tang Jing a brother, training together and growing up together.
But now, Tang Jing has brought a group of powerful strangers to attack the Tang Sect!
This huge gap makes many of them feel extremely miserable, as if they have been betrayed.
Tang Jing said coldly, "This is your final warning. If you immediately hand over the Tang Sect's Treasure, I won't act against you. If not, don't blame us for being rude!"
After saying this, the group behind him instantly assumed a fighting stance, ready to charge at any moment.
Tang Batian shouted angrily, "How dare you be so audacious! Tang Sect disciples, follow me to kill the enemy!"
Saying this, he wielded his weapon and led the charge.
"Hmph! Overestimating oneself!"
Tang Jing sneered disdainfully and then directly said, "Wang Zihao, capture Tang Batian. This kid used to be arrogant, but now he seems like a waste."
"Hehe, I used to think Tang Batian was impressive when I heard about him, but now I see he's just like this! Hahaha! Tang Batian, since you refuse to obediently hand over the Tang Sect's Treasure, we'll help you do it!
Alas, look, another Tang Sect disciple has fallen. Although they're not killed, their tendons and bones are cut, leaving them a cripple in the future. This is all your fault! If you had just handed over the Sect's Treasure nicely, none of this would have happened!"
Tang Batian said coldly, "Back when Xu Hao and I dueled, you were nothing but an ant. Now, I don't know what kind of dumb luck you stumbled upon to gain such power quickly, but seeing your smug face makes me sick!"
Wang Zihao scoffed, "In my eyes now, you're just a fart, not even fit to tie my shoelaces! Kneel down immediately and call me 'grandfather,' or I'll show you what cruelty is!"
In less than a minute, the entire Tang Sect was in shambles.
After all, the Tang Sect is just an ordinary sect, lacking deep inherent strength, but more importantly, Tang Sect disciples are better at stealth and assassination, not this kind of frontal combat.
In contrast, Tang Jing's entourage are all extremely powerful, like adults beating up a group of children, without any pressure at all.
Wang Zihao chuckled, "From now on, every time I count to ten, I'll kill a Tang Sect disciple. Of course, if you kneel and beg for mercy, and hand over the Sect's Treasure with both hands, I'll spare your people. We are here just for that treasure, we don't want to do anything else, it's you forcing us to slaughter."
Wang Zihao spoke very righteously, as if all the mistakes were caused by Tang Batian and others.
Tang Batian was enraged upon hearing this and shouted, "You're utterly shameless!"
"Hehe, one, two, three... ten..." Wang Zihao started counting.
"Ah!"
Only a miserable cry was heard, and then a Tang Sect disciple was decapitated.
Tang Batian clenched his fists tightly, furious beyond measure, but faced with five Grandmaster Level Experts, he, being just at the Early Stage Grandmaster level, was insignificant in their eyes!
He didn't know what was going on. He had been diligently cultivating, yet he was inferior to those who stumbled upon dumb luck, which was extremely infuriating.
Wang Zihao sneered, "Haha! It seems Young Clan Leader Tang Batian cares little about the lives of your people, you're probably more concerned about that dead object, the Tang Sect's Treasure! To him, you Tang Sect disciples are nothing but ants that can be easily discarded!"
Tang Batian realized that as people were being killed and Wang Zihao's provocations continued, some thoughts were beginning to waver. He shouted angrily, "Enough! Wang Zihao, Tang Jing, whatever you want, I'll give it to you, just stop slaughtering those innocent people!"
"Hehe, that's more like it, be obedient and cooperate, we'll treat you kindly, otherwise, we also have to take action, though we do prefer peace!"
Wang Zihao laughed loudly, then said, "Take us to fetch the Tang Sect's Treasure!"
Wang Zihao wasn't intending to make Tang Batian kneel and call him grandfather anymore, he didn't want any more complications, getting the artifact was the priority.