Chapter 1002 - Tang Xiu’s Fury (1/2)

Chapter 1002: Tang Xiu’s Fury

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

Singtuo shot a deep look at Tang Xiu before turning to the old man and whispering something. He had never heard of Tang Xiu since he never paid attention to the situation in China. At this time, however, they were just a fish on the chopping block. They had been poisoned, and the poison was spreading all over their bodies at an extremely fast rate, erasing any chance for them to fight the other party.

After a long while, he then looked back at Tang Xiu and asked in a deep voice, “Are you going to leave immediately if I pass my position on to Singluen?”

“Yes. I have no enmity with your Dark Shaman Clan.” Tang Xiu nodded. “I came here purely to help Singluen to sit on the top seat, so naturally, I won’t stay any longer after reaching my goal.”

Singtuo slowly asked, “What about the antidote?”

Tang Xiu flicked a porcelain bottle to Singtuo and said, “This is the antidote. But the poison in your system is very special and cannot be fully removed all at once. You’ll need to take the antidote once a year, though I’ve given enough of it to Singluen for 10 years. If you guys are loyal to him and don’t make things difficult for Singluen for a decade, I’ll naturally remove the poison from your system.”

What?!

The expression of Singtuo and the old man drastically changed, while several top clansmen of the Dark Shaman Clan looked pale. They glared at Tang Xiu, but dared not say anything for fear of offending him. They could sense that they were beginning to feel weaker and weaker at this time, even experiencing painful sensations in their bodies.

“Don’t misunderstand me. It’s not like I’m trying to control your life,” said Tang Xiu sternly. “It’s all for the sake of Singluen since he’s in a weak position in your clan. What can he do if you bully him after I leave? All things considered, you got only two options before you. One is to keep resisting so you can die without a grave, while the second option is to fully support Singluen to be the clan’s patriarch. The last option will not only give you benefits, but you can also witness your clan growing in power.”

The old man paced two steps forward to Tang Xiu and said, “Tang Xiu, isn’t it? You keep telling us today that letting Singluen take the patriarch seat will give us huge benefits. But what exactly are the benefits? Suppose that we exchanged the pills with the Sorcerer Stone, will the pill be as potent as Singluen said?”

“If you don’t believe it, you can exchange the pills with your Sorcerer Stone,” replied Tang Xiu calmly. “But I can only give you 1 pill for 200 Sorcerer Stones.”

“Come again?”

The old man’s face greatly changed to incredulity.

‘200 Sorcerer Stones are only worth 1 pill? It’s simply greedy—daylight robbery! It’s just treating us as profligate idiots?!’

“Mr. Tang, what are you…” interjected Singluen as he looked at Tang Xiu in surprise.

Tang Xiu raised his hand to interrupt him. He looked at the old man and said, “Well, the price is naturally not the exchange rate with Singluen of course. We are friends; I can’t just screw him over like that. But what am I to you? Do we even have a relationship? You want the pill, you must be prepared to get robbed, no?”

Singluen instantly understood Tang Xiu’s intention and shot a grateful glance at him. The more he knew Tang Xiu, the more he felt that this man was a huge benefit to him.

“You see, Singluen himself has gotten quite a lot of pills, though it’s just the advance payment I gave him.” Tang Xiu let out a dry smile. “I’m now waiting for him to pay me back with Sorcerer Stone. If he has taken over the Dark Shaman Clan’s patriarch seat, I don’t think it’d be a problem.”

The statement made Singluen shocked yet again, deepening his gratitude towards Tang Xiu. He realized that Tang Xiu was helping him to gain recognition from his clan. He suddenly realized that all the actions Tang Xiu did since coming to Bangkok were all for one purpose—to help him, be it by establishing a friendship with Bangkok’s underground leader Kanaja, or now after coming to his clan.

‘This is what a real brother is.’

He couldn’t help but compare Tang Xiu with his blood brother Singkuo, only to find that the latter was a villain with malice to him, while the former truly regarded him as a brother.

Tang Xiu himself was unaware of the thoughts Singluen had in mind. As he looked at his distracted face, he reminded, “It’s your call to take a shot, Singluen.”

The reminder made Singluen wake up from his daze. He shot a deep look at Tang Xiu before shifting his eyes to the top clansmen of his clan. “Grandpa, Father, and Clan Elders. You all have raised me and have seen me grow up. I’ve never harmed our clan’s interests since the beginning. Not now, not before. But Singkuo, my own blood brother, is always looking at me as a thorn in his side. He’s always wanting to remove me. I don’t wanna die, but be it strength or power, I’ve never been his equal at all. Resisting is the only thing I can do, which is the very reason why I relied on Mr. Tang’s strength.”

“I wouldn’t have dared imagined taking over the patriarch seat prior to this. But since I got the pill Mr. Tang refined himself, my cultivation has been progressing very fast; I am at least 10 times stronger than I used to be. The same thing happened to my subordinates, the five guardian elders. I’ve literally changed the circumstances of myself and my men, especially in cultivation. So I thought, why can’t I do so for the entire clan and propel the overall strength of our clan even more?”

“I promise you that I’ll definitely make everyone’s cultivation advance a level higher within 3 months after I become the Dark Shaman Clan’s patriarch. I’ll give the patriarch seat back to Father should I fail to achieve it, and I’ll exile myself, severing any relationship with the clan. That’s my promise.”