I Can See Your Combat Power

The last day of the evil month of May

Clan Assembly, Clan Conference

In these days, more than a hundred puppets have been continuously transporting materials from the underground palace. If it weren’t for the Tang Clan expanding the winding underground passages in the past few months, a natural cave alone wouldn’t suffice to store these materials.

This is Tang Luo’s first participation in the clan assembly since his return. Besides discussing future development, the most crucial point of this assembly is to discuss the allocation of enormous resources.

Due to the sect head Tang Sen being on a mission, the grandmaster Tang Bin substitutes to attend the meeting instead.

The Martial Hall, Rules Office, Dark Thunder Hall, and Clan School, the four major departments, are fighting fiercely for more resources.

Eventually, out of five thousand five hundred sets of ancient spiritual armors, the Martial Hall receives two thousand sets, Rules Office one thousand, Dark Thunder Hall one thousand, Clan School five hundred.

There are also spirit stones, spiritual items, and ancient treasures. Each time a set of resources is mentioned, the four leaders debase themselves, nearly transforming into unscrupulous chasers, much to Tang Luo’s amazement.

He had never endured such a long clan assembly, from dawn till dusk. As the most significant contributor to the Minor Spiritual Realm, Tang Luo is required to be present at all times, which is quite overwhelming.

Following the end of May’s clan assembly is the Secret Arts Pavilion assembly at the beginning of June.

When Tang Luo appears in the Secret Arts Pavilion wearing a golden sect robe, he finds the atmosphere peculiar. Everyone stares at him with a particularly odd look.

“What’s up, did I put my clothes on backward?” Tang Luo frowns as he checks his outfit. Everything seems fine, so why are these people looking at him with such eyes?

He gleans a glance towards Tang Guangyu, who is sitting sternly. The latter mirrors his gaze with a complex expression and hesitates to the side.

Following his gaze, it’s Tang Feizhou with small eyes and a chubby face, his face beaming with joy as he looks at him.

Tang Hongtao, the elderly elder sitting in the Sect Head’s seat, noticing everyone’s arrival, turns to Tang Luo and asks, “Tang Luo, do you have any modified techniques for this month’s assembly?”

“No-” Tang Luo answers straightforwardly. Since he abandoned spirit art research to study body techniques, he hasn’t touched a book on spirit art. He doesn’t even bother considering the research aspect since he still hasn’t mastered the nine vigorous categories. This visit to the Secret Arts Pavilion is to announce something.

However, before he can continue speaking, he hears Tang Feizhou, the chubby man with small eyes, stand up and say to everyone, “Everyone, see for yourself! I’m not targeting Elder Luo, but it’s disheartening that he can’t abide by his own rules. Last month, when Elder Luo was in the Minor Spiritual Realm, you all said we couldn’t strip him of his position, but now that he’s back, what do you have to say!?”

As Tang Feizhou speaks, the faces of everyone in the Secret Arts Pavilion change, their gazes toward Tang Luo filled with apology.

If Tang Luo didn’t realize what this guy was trying to do, then he would be quite an idiot. He’s a bit speechless since his visit to the Secret Arts Pavilion was to resign from his position as elder. However, to be impeached before he could resign is somewhat disgruntling.

Right before entering the Secret Arts Pavilion, Tang Luo laid down a condition; to retain the elder’s position, they must hand over at least one improved Yellow Rank technique every month.

But he hasn’t handed in a single one for three consecutive months. Tang Luo, who is focused on studying body techniques, naturally didn’t want to hog the position for no reason. But who could have imagined that he would be impeached before he could even raise the subject. This was indeed unpleasant.

Tang Feizhou squints his small eyes, speaking triumphantly to Tang Luo, “Since Elder Luo set the rules, he should abide. Please take off your sect robe and leave the Secret Arts Pavilion!”

Maybe everyone has forgotten how Tang Luo entered the Secret Arts Pavilion, but Tang Feizhou will never forget. The day he entered, he stripped Tang Feizhou of all his dignity.

Who would’ve thought this little devil would come up with a work like “Returning Yuan Spiritual Power Theory”, claiming it to be a secret teaching from the Bu Family of Martial Saint Mountain. Tang Feizhou forgot why he pretended to have read it, even earnestly gave advice. But when Tang Luo declared that he had made it up, Tang Feizhou lost face entirely.

Perhaps everyone forgot about their past displeasure due to Tang Luo’s outstanding talents, but Tang Feizhou never forgot, his eyes always fixated on Tang Luo’s back, hoping for a blunder.

But the later Martial Saint’s Finger and fusion techniques were like giant waves relentlessly hitting Tang Feizhou. Tang Luo shone brightly, just like the midday sun.

But the brighter Tang Luo shone, the heavier Tang Feizhou’s hatred became. It wasn’t until a few months ago when he discovered that Tang Luo had resigned as the research team leader to research body techniques.

But after several months, Tang Luo’s name did not appear on the monthly contribution at the beginning of each month. Tang Feizhou knew his chance had come!

Using the rules set by his opponent to sanction him, Tang Feizhou felt extremely pleased.

The identity of the Tang Clan elder is not a joke. Once stripped, not only are all associated benefits cancelled, but also your authority is no more, and contributions are frozen. This means, during the period of dismissal, Tang Luo can’t exchange resources for contributions.

Although Tang Feizhou understands that with Tang Luo’s background, this method can only make Tang Luo a little annoyed at most. But he knew that with Tang Luo’s talent, returning to elderhood would only require a simple effort. But he insisted on carrying out this impeachment, because he must personally take back what he lost!

Tang Luo watches Tang Feizhou’s satisfying face and begins to unbutton his golden sect robe. The people in the Secret Arts Pavilion look on with complex expressions, even his master Tang Hongtao does not stop him.

If one were to say which group of people in the Tang Clan were the most law- abiding, it would be the research personnel of the Secret Arts Pavilion. Though they receive the Tang Clan’s support, and hold high positions, they possess pure hearts, uninterested in power and politics, and only are devoted to martial arts research.

Tang Luo did not blame Tang Feizhou for his impeachment. As the latter said, these are the rules he set himself. If he couldn’t abide by them, they wouldn’t mean anything. He attended this meeting to resign from his position as elder because he planned to go into closed-door cultivation to train the nine vigorous categories. He didn’t have time to conduct research. It’s just that his resignation in this matter was somewhat unsightly.

But why the other party decided to impeach him so bluntly, Tang Luo had an idea. As he unbuttoned his golden sect robe, he laughed and said, “People say the wider the heart, the broader the body. How come you, Tang Feizhou, are so petty!”

Watching Tang Luo, who showed no signs of anger or humiliation ever after being impeached, and even making a joke, Tang Feizhou’s face turned red, “You..what do you mean!?”

Tang Luo smiles and takes off his sect robe. When he first entered the Secret Arts Pavilion, he offended more than just Tang Feizhou, so he might as well take this chance to put everything out in the open.

“Isn’t it just because I fooled you when I entered the Secret Arts Pavilion? Is it worth holding a grudge for so long?,” Tang Luo’s face was relaxed as he threw the golden sect robe on the table in front of him, saying seriously, “Since you have succeeded in impeaching me, let’s turn the page.”