Kapitel 124: Humiliation
"Tang San, Soul Elder, according to the information, you are a remnant of the Clear Sky Clan."
"We've already shown mercy by not arresting you."
"As for the soul master subsidy, sorry, there is none!"
In the Spirit Hall of Heaven Dou City, an elderly man spoke expressionlessly.
A remnant of the Clear Sky Clan coming to Spirit Hall to claim a soul master subsidy?
He felt like he needed to think this through, his mind filled with question marks.
Before Tang San revealed his second martial soul, claiming the soul master subsidy was understandable; after all, his surname was just Tang, and his martial soul was Blue Silver Grass.
But now that his second martial soul was exposed, he still dared to come and claim the subsidy?
Heh...
Being this clueless—wasn't this too much?
Wouldn't it be better to give that money to the Body Sect to build their sect?
At least, he could earn some favor from them.
Upon hearing these words, a cold expression appeared on Tang San's face. The Spirit Hall dared to withhold his soul master subsidy!
At this moment, he was already aware of the conflict between the Clear Sky Clan and Spirit Hall, but the gold coins from the subsidy were not issued by the Spirit Hall!
They were provided by the two great empires for commoner soul masters, with Spirit Hall only acting as the distributor.
With this in mind, Tang San felt no guilt in claiming what was rightfully his.
"The soul master subsidy is granted by the empire to commoner soul masters. You in Spirit Hall have no right to withhold my subsidy!"
Tang San said with a calm face.
He was a straightforward person, difficult to sway once his mind was set. Not even the deaths of the Titan Giant Ape or the Sky Blue Bull Python could change that.
In this case, Spirit Hall was clearly in the wrong!
Upon hearing these words, the elderly man twitched at the corner of his eye. A descendant of the Clear Sky Clan, with twin martial souls, and this shameless?
It really broadened his horizons.
Even the affiliated Strength Clan, once under the Clear Sky Clan, had never come to claim the soul master subsidy in Heaven Dou City.
This kind of pride even the affiliated clans maintained, yet this direct descendant did not!
"Tang San, in order for commoner soul masters to receive their subsidy, their information must be reported to the two great empires every month. Only then will the empires distribute the subsidies."
"As for you, a remnant of the Clear Sky Clan, Spirit Hall hasn't reported your information. If you want your subsidy, you can go directly to the Heaven Dou Royalty to report and claim it."
The elder spoke bluntly, and that was indeed the truth.
Spirit Hall might report additional soul masters, but they would never include their enemies. He had been in charge of distributing the subsidies for over ten years and understood this well.
In other words, Spirit Hall didn't withhold Tang San's subsidy; they simply hadn't reported his information at all.
Hearing this, Tang San was momentarily stunned, a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes.
From the elder's expression, he saw disdain and anger, but no deceit.
Why hadn't Spirit Hall reported his information?
Suddenly, a figure appeared, causing the elder to tremble and immediately stand up, bowing respectfully to the newcomer.
"Greetings, Hall Master!"
The person was none other than Salas, the Hall Master of the Spirit Hall in Heaven Dou City and one of the four Platinum Bishops of Spirit Hall.
His face was dark, and his eagle-like eyes glanced twice at Tang San.
If the Pope hadn't suppressed the matter, he would have captured Tang San long ago!
"What is all this commotion?"
Salas spoke without emotion, but his gaze remained fixed on Tang San.
Upon hearing this, cold sweat dripped down the elder's forehead. This bishop was not someone easy to deal with.
He hurriedly explained the situation.
After learning what had transpired, a strange smile appeared on Salas' lips as he said to Tang San, "A remnant of the Clear Sky Clan, trying to claim a soul master subsidy from Spirit Hall? How amusing, truly amusing!"
Salas seemed to have thought of something as his lips curled up slightly. He glanced at the elder and said with a mocking smile, "Give him one gold soul coin. Consider it a reward from this Hall Master to this genius soul master."
"We can't let him leave empty-handed after all, especially with the Clear Sky Clan's prestigious name!"
Humiliation, blatant and undisguised!
A reward of one gold soul coin? And he had the audacity to invoke the name of the number one clan under the heavens?
Tang San's fists clenched tightly, his back teeth nearly grinding to dust!
Yet he was helpless. The man standing before him was the Hall Master of the Spirit Hall, a peak-level Soul Douluo.
If he made a move, the other could suppress him in an instant.
Faced with such humiliation, Tang San's face flushed red, and after muttering to himself about how this path led only to death, he unclenched his fists.
Just as he was about to turn and leave, another elder appeared.
If Ning Fengzhi and the others had been present, they would have recognized him as Zhang Hu, an elder of the Body Sect.
"Well, Brother Zhang!"
Upon seeing the newcomer, Salas' expression changed instantly to one of joy. He walked over enthusiastically, slapping a hand on Zhang Hu's shoulder. But suddenly, he froze, and with a look of surprise, he said, "Brother Zhang, it's only been a month, and you've already broken through to Soul Douluo?"
Zhang Hu smiled awkwardly. Was Salas being a bit too enthusiastic?
It made him feel a chill down his spine.
Salas didn't exactly have a good reputation!
"Ah, it was just luck, pure luck."
"If it weren't for the Sect Master and the Sect Master's guidance, breaking through to Soul Douluo would have been nothing but a pipe dream."
Zhang Hu shook his head as he spoke.
Though his words carried humility, Salas couldn't help but feel he was showing off.
In just over a year, Zhang Hu had advanced from rank seventy-one Soul Sage to Soul Douluo?
How many soul bones had this guy absorbed?
Salas wondered silently.
The second awakening of a Body Martial Soul greatly boosted combat power. At this moment, Zhang Hu's strength might even rival his own!
Suddenly, Salas slapped his forehead, glancing between Tang San and Zhang Hu. He realized today was the day to distribute the soul master subsidies!
"What are you standing there for?"
"The disciples of the Body Sect are focused on rigorous training. When would they have time to collect their soul master subsidies?"
"Hurry up and fetch the subsidies for the Body Sect disciples!"
"Y-yes!"
"Oh, and add an extra hundred thousand gold soul coins. Consider it a reward from this Hall Master to the outstanding disciples of the Body Sect!"
"…"
Tang San was speechless. Was this Hall Master really this biased?
The Body Sect hadn't even sent anyone, and yet the subsidies were being distributed without a hitch!
And not only that, an extra hundred thousand gold soul coins? Even for a Soul Elder-level master, that amount would require a thousand Soul Elders to accumulate!
"Bishop Salas, this is too much!"
Zhang Hu started to protest, but Salas waved him off, his tone self-righteous as he said, "Brother Zhang and I are as close as brothers. What harm is there in me helping out the disciples of the Body Sect a little?"
"Brother Zhang, you mustn't refuse your brother's goodwill!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Hu's eye twitched slightly. As the Sect Master had said: When you are strong enough, all of the Douluo Continent becomes your friend.
The Body Sect had now become strong enough, and as a neutral force, everyone wanted to befriend them.
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