Chapter 362 - 270: The Secret of the Divine Statue Technique

Chapter 362: Chapter 270: The Secret of the Divine Statue Technique

As Tang Wen spoke, his Spiritual Power flared, lifting the two women from the ground.

Gazing at the handsome face she had dueled on the tournament stage a year ago, Zheng Nanzhu felt a storm of emotions. Faced with the tragic state of her clan, a thought even crossed her mind: ’If I had forced him to stay and married him then, would today’s tragedy have been avoided?’

She took a deep breath.

Zheng Nanzhu nodded firmly and cupped her fist. "Young Master, you saved my life. I am willing to follow you and serve you as a maid or slave! I will never go back on my word."

’She understood. Five Families City was no more.’

’A city that ten Extraordinary experts couldn’t protect now belongs to whoever can.’

Tang Wen looked at her. "Your five clans don’t have many people left. Gather the survivors. Go and take your revenge."

"Young Master, what about them?"

"They’re from a major clan. You don’t need to worry. Whether they send a Sixth Grade or a Fifth Grade expert, I’ll be the one to deal with them."

The surrounding people from Five Families City gasped in shock.

’Fifth Grade?’

’A Fifth Grade clan?’

Tang Wen’s expression was calm and indifferent.

’The Huang Family wouldn’t turn on me over some peripheral members.’

Zheng Nanzhu gathered the members of the various clans.

Before long, the surviving Stewards, leading their badly weakened guards, took to the streets, knocking on each door to announce that it was safe.

The city was cold and silent, utterly deserted.

The cries of battle had completely vanished, as if nothing had happened at all.

The Inner City, which had suffered the most damage, couldn’t be restored anytime soon.

The survivors of the Five Great Clans wore sackcloth and mourning, their expressions grief-stricken and their hearts filled with dread.

Of the Five Great Clans’ ten Extraordinary experts, nine were dead. The last one’s spine had been broken, and he had lost control of his bladder and bowels.

The vast majority of the other Martial Artists were also dead, and those who weren’t were wounded.

’How could they possibly control Five Families City now?’

’Who would still obey them?’

They understood the law of the jungle.

On their own, even a few small, nearby camps could rise up and swallow them whole.

’When that time came, they feared even their lives would be forfeit.’

That night, in the vast mourning hall.

The sole surviving elder of the Wang Family was carried in.

"Grandmaster Wang, you should be resting and healing," Zheng Nanzhu said, lifting her reddened eyes.

A violent coughing fit wracked his body, and everyone who heard it felt their hearts clench.

After a moment, Elder Wang spoke. "Child! I’m a dying man. I’ve lived a good life and have no regrets. But all of you... you’re still so young!"

Everyone fell silent. In the mourning hall, the flames of the white candles danced.

"Please, just say what’s on your mind. Then you must go and rest."

"Child, you must find a way to marry that Young Master Tang!"

Zheng Nanzhu’s slender frame swayed. She burned the Yellow Paper in her hand and said with an air of indifference, "He looked down on me back then. What do I have to offer him now? I understand what you’re saying, Elder, but whether I become his slave or his concubine... that’s up to Young Master Tang."

Silence answered her from behind.

When she turned, she saw the old man on the stretcher, his eyes streaming with tears of blood.

"Quick, get a physician! Send Elder Wang back to rest!"

「Two days later.」

The Inner City was mostly cleaned up.

The members of the Five Great Clans, led by Zheng Nanzhu, came before Tang Wen.

"Young Master, what are your arrangements for us?"

"You will continue to run Five Families City and manage its businesses. I reward merit and punish fault." With that, he opened the box at his feet.

Inside was a row of glass vials filled with a crystal-clear liquid that sparkled in the sunlight.

"Protective Marrow Liquid?!"

"Ten vials of Protective Marrow Liquid?! Good heavens!"

CLICK.

Tang Wen snapped the box shut and said nonchalantly, "Old Li, register them. Find out what they’re good at and what roles they can fill. There are rewards for good work."

’Protective Marrow Liquid as a reward?!’

’That’s an unbelievably generous gesture!’

Everyone was ecstatic, yet they could hardly believe it.

Protective Marrow Liquid was practically the best resource they could get their hands on in Five Families City!

Only those from the core of a clan’s Direct Lineage, people with a status similar to Zheng Nanzhu, were ever allowed to use it.

As for the rest of them, they couldn’t even dream of it unless their Talent overwhelmingly surpassed that of their peers.

Having just survived the city’s destruction, their craving for strength was at an all-time high.

If there was a chance to obtain Protective Marrow Liquid, they were all willing to risk everything for it.

’But could this be real?’

Tang Wen said, "The world is vast. Being an Extraordinary expert isn’t all that special. As long as you work for me with dedication, I won’t be stingy with something as simple as Protective Marrow Liquid. Even if you don’t achieve great merits, your hard work will be recognized. If you work diligently for thirty years and earn a great deal of wealth for me, you can even apply for Protective Marrow Liquid for the younger generation in your family."

SWISH!

The eyes of everyone from the Five Great Clans lit up.

"Young Master, the man is awake," someone reported, rushing over.

"Good. You all get registered. I’m going to take a look."

That punch from Tang Wen had been too heavy, too vicious. Even with the giant man’s astonishing Constitution, he had remained unconscious for two full days.

"Do you recognize me?"

The giant man’s eyes bulged as he glared at Tang Wen. He was bound tightly and had been force-fed a massive dose of Soft Fragrance Powder.

Seven or eight Silver Needles were also embedded in the crown of his head.

The Silver Needles had been coated with a special anesthetic, ensuring he couldn’t even muster his Spiritual Power.

"Speak. Are you mute now?"

"Young Master, you don’t think your punch knocked him senseless, do you?"

"Heh. Thinks he’s tough. Torture him for a bit, then just use the Heart Stone."

Tang Wen turned to leave.

A voice called out from behind him. "Wait! What do you want to know?"

"It’s about your Talent. Talk if you want to. It’ll save you some pain." Tang Wen turned his head back, casually tossing a stone in his hand.

The giant man’s face paled. "I’ll die whether I talk or not, won’t I? Do you have any idea who you’ve captured?"

"Talk, and you’ll suffer less. Who you are doesn’t matter. Who *I* am is what matters. Your Huang Family came to my territory without a word and went on a rampage of killing and destruction. All I have to do is apply a little pressure, and your entire family will be wiped out!"

Tang Wen’s tone was perfectly level.

The giant man didn’t know if he was bluffing. He didn’t recognize Tang Wen, but he could tell from his tone that the man spoke with absolute confidence.