I Can See Your Combat Power

Chapter 549 -545: Lost Pearl

Regardless of their shocked expressions, Tang Luo went on, “Because I can see everyone’s total spiritual power, as long as I record and observe the changes in spiritual power, I can determine a person’s talent. The Marshal Star Pavilion is a place that gathers all the talented martial artists from among the commoners. I do not know if among them there are people with human-level bloodlines or hidden earth-level bloodlines. All I know is these people are all strong martial artists. That’s it.”

After explaining the criteria for recruitment in the Marshal Star Pavilion and revealing his ability to see spiritual power, Tang Luo then took a seat to allow the three men to digest the information.

“So….” The first to recover was elder Tang Hongtao, his face bitter as he looked at Tang Luo and said, “So, the sudden visit of Lord Xu to Xiling is because you have awakened this eye technique. He wants you to submit to the Xu Clan?”

Perhaps for a pure martial artist, this kind of auxiliary type bloodline is useless, but for a suitable supreme leader, it’s not weird for an auxiliary bloodline that can monitor the level of talent to be classified as an earth-level. If you consider the Undying Bloodline as the invincible fighting bloodline among earth-level bloodlines, then Tang Luo’s eyes would be the most potent auxiliary earth-level bloodline.

Honestly, how could such a bloodline be abandoned by any family? Especially a sanctified place like the Xu Clan of Yuanzhou that governs billions of martial artists.

Despite their unwillingness, everyone had no way to resist the will of the Xu Clan. Even humiliation didn’t present any way out. Only the Clan Head Tang Zhi’s eyes held a glimmer of hope, as if he were contemplating something.

Seeing the suddenly woeful faces of the three men, Tang Luo shrugged again and said, “Although elder Xu guessed that I had awakened a bloodline, he doesn’t know about this bloodline, so you don’t need to worry about the Xu Clan snatching me.”

Why had he only shared the fact that he could see spiritual power now? The main reason was because in the past, he wasn’t able to approach the core powers of the family. His father, Tang Sen, despite being the First Head of the Martial Hall, was a reticent man who disliked getting involved in clan politics, and therefore spent most of his time at home.

In the previous thirteen years, the only core member of the Tang Clan he had interacted with was Sect Head Tang Kuan. However, his understanding wasn’t profound, and he was completely ignorant about the Clan Head, the Lord of the Family, the Council of Elders, and everyone else.

As a cautious passerby, how could he expose his secrets without distinguishing between friends and foes? Even today, he dare not reveal all of his secrets.

With the experience of two lifetimes, he had a clear distinction between the small family and the big family. The small family consisted of those he could trust absolutely, like his parents and siblings. The big family was the entire Tang Clan.

The other people outside, Tang Luo divided into two categories: the noble families of all the sanctified places and sects, who in the future would either be his opponents or his partners; and the commoners who were resources he could strive for.

It was like playing a game, finding resources, identifying dungeon monsters, understanding NPC’s movements. The rest depended on one’s gaming skills.

After all his efforts and harvests, Tang Luo finally entered the core of the Tang Clan. If at first, he relied only on his future potential to be considered by the clan, after the Minor Spiritual Realm treasury, he had bestowed real benefits upon the clan. Hence, even though he had argued and sworn at the Clan Head, he was still forgiven by everyone.

This time, with the establishment of the Marshal Star Pavilion, he aimed to cement his irreplaceability within the clan. Therefore, divulging the secret of his eyes at this junction was carefully considered.

The three men, Tang Zhi included, were overjoyed. Especially the Clan Head, Tang Zhi. He had even pondered if he should let Tang Luo fake his death by losing in the upcoming ‘comparison’ event in order to evade the Xu Clan’s recruitment, but now it seems, it doesn’t need to come to that.

Originally Lord of the Family Tang Zu had some complaints as Tang Luo hadn’t reported to the clan about his eye technique the moment he awakened it, now he only felt deep relief. If Tang Luo had then informed the clan about his ability to see spiritual power, they would definitely have eagerly sought potential diamonds in the rough.

Once they did that, it would be nearly impossible to keep the secret about his eyes. But now, everything was fine, because Xu Lao Ying, the man who had the deepest research into bloodlines, had already left. Even the powerful Xu Clan of Yuanzhou didn’t have the capability to cover Longzhou West with its intelligence network.

“That’s fantastic!” The Lord of the Family, Tang Zu, became more delighted the more he thought about it. He said to Tang Luo, “From today, I will require all members of the Tang Clan to start practicing martial arts. The flood coming is excellent, as it will inundate Xiling with fireworks, and without the distractions, it will be good for Minister Tang to look carefully to see how many true talents will emerge from the group of dandies.”

If one were to ask what the biggest concern in the Tang Clan was, it would be those dandies from both the legitimate and illegitimate lines. They were wasting their time every day, neither learning literature nor practicing martial arts, useless, spending their days on chicken and dog fights and unorthodox things. Even though the laws of the Tang Clan were strict, these people always found a way around them.

“If you had used this effort in martial arts, you might have become talents by now!” As Tang Zu thought about how his most repeated jest might now become a reality, he couldn’t help feeling excited.

But compared to Tang Zu’s face full of anticipation, Tang Luo was not so optimistic about the chance of a flood dragon emerging from this group of dandies. It wasn’t that he despised dandies, it was just that it’s easy to go from being frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from being extravagant to frugal.

After all, to defeat a courtesan in a brothel, you only need to ride up with a stick. But to defeat a martial artist, you need hard work and practice, and the sense of achievement and pleasure from the latter might not surpass the former.

Even if they forced these people to practice to the point of “internal viewing” and see their talent, how many could stand the loneliness of martial arts practice? Rather than looking for hidden gems here, he might be better off looking elsewhere.

After acknowledging Tang Zu’s statement, Tang Luo then turned to Clan Head Tang Zhi and said, “In addition to those elder brothers who have wasted their martial arts in their early years, I also want to test all the disciples in the North Mountain Sect.”

“Minister Tang, you intend to….” Clan Head Tang Zhi lit up, with a certain guess in mind.

Seeing the Clan Head’s eyes, Tang Luo knew that he had understood his intentions, but he still explained, “Truthfully, the recruitment standard of the First Cultivation Ground is too strict. Even though the foundation building timing does reflect one’s talent level to a great extent, completely rejecting after ten-year-olds foundation-building martial artists seems a bit biased. Although all members of the Tang Clan begin learning foundation-building from four or five years old, at the end of the day, it still depends on the individual’s effort. Some children are afraid of pain, and under the circumstance where they shirk work, they find it difficult to complete daily cultivation, thus unable to show their full potential.”

“There must be numerous martial artists in the Sect who are interested in martial arts but unfortunately missed the best foundation-building time. Why not give them another chance. If they are actually very talented, having them just study arithmetic is indeed wasteful.”