Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

What kind of person is Tang Song?

There are many answers to this question. He is a good leader who led the Tang Sect to unprecedented prosperity. He is also a good father who taught his son to be a daughter. He is also a good husband who never took a concubine. As a perfect Sichuanese henpecked man, he was chased and beaten by his wife every day.

Because he didn't watch over his son and turned into a daughter.

He really deserves a beating.

However, Tang Song is definitely not a good person.

This is normal.

Because a good sect leader is definitely not a good person.

He can be sinister, scheming, or upright, but he cannot be a good person. Because if the Tang Sect wants to develop, it will definitely resort to unscrupulous means, such as...
"Smash his stall for me."

In a dark corner, a man in armor holding two daggers knelt on the ground in pain, and beside him were broken bottles and jars, as well as crushed pills.

The person standing in front of him, blocking out all the light in the alley, looked at the kneeling man with contempt.

“Why do you... do this...?”

The man gasped for air, the cold ground made his heart turn cold. The broken pills on the ground were like his soul, fragmented and difficult to glue together.

Those who block the sunlight are like dark clouds, swallowing up all the light.

He leaned down, stretched out his hand, grabbed the man's collar, and lifted him up like a chicken. He tore off the human skin mask on his face, looked at the stunned man in front of him, and said in a deep voice:

"Fuck you for selling fake medicine to my Tang Sect, and you still dare to bark like a dog?"

"You are... the leader of the Tang Clan!"

Just like seeing the crooked-mouthed dragon king, the originally angry man trembled instantly, his whole body shaking like a sieve, "You you you you you you..."

"Fuck you."

He kicked the man into the wall of the dilapidated house. Gritting his teeth, Tang Song walked up to the man and said angrily, "Although the golden wound medicine we sell is also fake, it is fucking useful! It is better than the official version! You are so good, you dare to sell some sugar pills wrapped in yellow mud, and you even call it the Tang Sect's authentic fake medicine, do you want to die?!"

"Don't dare, don't dare!"

The man was so frightened that he lost control of his bladder, and an unpleasant smell spread out. "Sir, please don't, spare me, spare me, please spare me..."

"Oh, if it weren't for the fact that you've been so nice to me these past few days, I wouldn't have any reason to blame you for killing me right now."

Glancing coldly at the man on the ground, Tang Song waved his hand and said, "Throw him to the concentration camp and give him a good training."

"correct."

Tang Song turned around and paused for a moment, then said coldly: "Heal his mother's illness, and then tell her that her son is dead. There is no need to wait, and leave Sichuan as soon as possible."

The man who had been despairing suddenly brightened up. He looked at Tang Song and kowtowed three times with his last bit of strength. Then he was dragged away by two people and disappeared into the night.

"You are sick?"

At this time, a beautiful woman walked out slowly from the other end of the alley. She was not afraid of dirtying her luxurious clothes. She frowned and said to Tang Song who was collecting the medicine bottles, "As the leader of the Tang Sect, you personally took action to destroy a fake medicine den with less than six people. You even disguised yourself and went undercover for half a month. What's the purpose?"

Tang Song, who had been stern and imposing at first, suddenly became a head shorter. He came over cheerfully and said, "Madam, I saw that there is still a plastic talent among these people, and I was wondering if I could use him, so I went to play... undercover for a while."

"Did you have fun?"

The woman asked with a smile.

"good."

Tang Song answered subconsciously, and then his face instantly turned pale.

"As the master of a sect, you are so playful. What can I say?"

The woman pointed her finger at Tang Song's chest and was about to speak when she heard a somewhat harsh voice coming from the side.

"Master, someone broke into the Shangchuan Linfen store and said he wanted to see you."

"Who?"

Seeing that he had a chance to escape, Tang Song turned around and said in a deep voice: "Linfen is the Tang Clan's stronghold. Is it so easy for someone to break in?" "That person said..."

The man half-kneeling on the ground hesitated for a moment, then said, "His surname is Zhou, and his name is Zhou Li."

"What's wrong with Zhou Li? His name is Zhou Yi, he is also Zhou Li?!!!!"

The voice suddenly rose an octave, and Tang Song asked in astonishment: "What did you say? Zhou Li?"

"Yes, he said his name is Zhou Li."

Nodding, the half-kneeling man raised his hand and handed the golden token to Tang Song, "I checked and found that this person does look somewhat similar to Zhou Li in the portrait. And he asked me to give this to you, saying... you can tell."

"Yu Qian's golden token?"

Tang Song recognized the origin of the gold token at a glance. He stretched out his hand, picked up the token, looked at it, and said with a hiss, "This kid really trusts me enough to even give me the ability to mobilize the three-ranked ones."

The so-called three "no-mainstream" refers to the Ming Dynasty's Jinyiwei, Yebushou and Bad People.

"Zhou Li?"

The woman beside him was also stunned for a moment when she heard the name, and then asked in surprise: "My daughter is back too?"

"It's my son, actually."

Tang Song added something, then, intimidated by the woman's gaze, he smiled awkwardly, lowered his head and remained silent.

"Tang Feng, go and invite this person to the inner gate mansion, no, invite him to my home."

The woman spoke directly.

"Tang Xiumei, you've gone too far. You even gave orders that spread like wildfire?!"

The man blew his beard and glared.

"Don't go crazy."

Glancing at Tang Song, Tang Xiumei asked coldly, "Who spread the rumor?"

"you."

Tang Song smiled carefreely, then said in a deep voice: "Didn't you hear Madam's order? Go and welcome Master Zhou into my home quickly, and don't let anyone else know."

"clear."

Tang Feng nodded and left the alley.

"lady."

After Tang Feng left, Tang Song sorted out his clothes. Then he took a deep breath and asked softly, "Do you think we should believe what that person said?"

"I do not believe."

Tang Xiumei said calmly: "I like Zhou Li's personality and the way he deals with people, as well as his unwillingness to admit defeat. But this does not mean that he can save the Tang Sect. One person is not enough..."

"Yeah···"

Tang Song sighed lightly, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

"We will win."

Tang Xiumei looked at Tang Song and said softly, "Don't be discouraged. Even if you lose, Wan'er will survive."

"I hope he won't resent us."

A trace of sadness flashed across Tang Song's face.

"First of all, your father must stop hating Tang Wan."

After thinking for a while, Tang Xiumei added: "No, it should be your second mother."

"Just because my father becomes a woman doesn't mean he will become my mother..." (End of this chapter)