Doomsday: Gain experience by hunting

Normally,

Tang Wen would have cursed the Lin family's ancestors eighteen generations over in his heart.

But not today.

He even secretly cheered him on, thinking, 'This old guy is quite good at finding angles to argue.'

'If you can talk, then say more.'

'You can say whatever you want today.'

'Anyway, it absolutely cannot be a damn peerless genius.'

At this moment, Tang Wen tasted the helplessness of an "undercover agent."

He feared that the Blackwater Gang wouldn't pay attention to him, that he wouldn't get any resources, and would always be stuck at the bottom, without time to investigate and practice martial arts.

But he feared even more that they would pay too much attention to him.

Once they labeled him a peerless genius.

That would be terrible.

A peerless genius, conservatively speaking, would even need bodyguards arranged, right?

Vice-Gang Leader Lin:

"Martial artists are like trees, the foundation is the roots. If the foundation isn't laid well, it's like the roots aren't deep enough.

It's indeed rare to see martial masters at seventeen, eighteen, or nineteen years old.

But if the foundation isn't solid, you can't break through to the extraordinary.

Anything else is just empty talk."

Tang Wen nodded repeatedly after listening, as if he had been persuaded.

But before he could say anything.

Old Physician Zhang became unhappy first:

"Old Lin, you're so old, but your temper is still so impatient.

I just took his pulse and felt his bones.

How could I not know if his foundation is solid?

Besides, didn't you hear me say that he's good at body refinement?

Is your ear stuffed with donkey hair?

Let me tell you the truth!

His foundation is solid, almost perfect.

His yang energy is so abundant that it's almost overflowing. He probably doesn't get close to women often, right?

He has talent and self-control!

He's definitely a genius."

Tang Wen was almost moved to tears by his praise.

Old Zhang, I know you're amazing.

But can you stop praising me?

"You flatter me! Old Physician Zhang, you really flatter me."

Old Zhang waved his hand, his face full of smiles: "Your name is Tang Wen, right? I'm also extraordinary, and the number one physician in the outer city. How about it, do you want to become my disciple!"

"Eh?" Tang Wen blinked: Taking a doctor as a master seems not bad. This old man seems to have a high status in the gang, and he won't be too exaggerated.

If I have a backer, I can be more free.

"Junior," Tang Wen was just about to agree.

Suddenly, a cough came from behind.

It was the gang leader.

Tang Wen sighed silently.

Old Zhang pursed his lips, as if he had expected this, and stopped talking tacitly.

"Gang Leader, this subordinate is in closed-door cultivation to break through to martial master. I shouldn't be considered a martial master yet."

Tang Wen said with a sincere face.

Elder Li behind him couldn't help but want to kick him. Did this kid know what he was saying?

This was an opportunity that many people couldn't even beg for.

Vice-Gang Leader Zhao spoke to remedy the situation: "His Black Night Divine Fist's first stance has already reached the entry level. He has already crossed the threshold of a martial master."

Elder Li also said: "That's right, this kid can also lift a cauldron weighing several thousand pounds. Old Zhao and I saw it with our own eyes."

Vice-Gang Leader Zhao nodded: "A head instructor under me commented that he is a genius that appears once every thirty years."

The two sang in harmony, praising Tang Wen to the skies.

Tang Wen had completely given up.

It was impossible to make up for it by saying humble words at this time.

Repeatedly declining would easily arouse suspicion.

"Elder Zhao and Elder Li are too kind. This subordinate is nothing more than someone who wants to join the Blackwater Gang to make a living."

The gang leader smiled slightly: "Then tell me, what kind of future do you want to make a living?"

Tang Wen said: "Before coming, I thought that I could become extraordinary in this life, have some status in the city, marry a few wives, and have a bunch of children. That would be a complete life."

"Hehe, your idea is really simple!"

Everyone laughed.

Tang Wen touched his head and smiled along with the others.

Vice-Gang Leader Lin also smiled, but it was more like crying.

Elder Li and Vice-Gang Leader Zhao smiled very gratified.

Tang Wen was their man.

The two were preparing to invest heavily and take out resources to cultivate him.

Unexpectedly, the investment had just passed the seed round.

The gang leader directly "overpaid" to acquire him.

How could the two of them be happy?

The gang leader said: "The plan is good, but don't plan anymore in the future. You must have a long-term vision."

Saying that, he became serious, and his voice became deeper.

Everyone restrained their laughter.

They knew the main event was coming.

Vice-Gang Leader Lin wanted to stop him, but couldn't open his mouth.

"Tang Wen!"

"This subordinate is here."

The gang leader said loudly: "From today onwards, you have made meritorious service to the gang and are a martial arts genius. You should be the seventh young master of my Blackwater Gang!"

"Thank you, Gang Leader!"

Hearing "seventh young master," Tang Wen was stunned for a moment.

The latest novels are first published at six nine books bar!

Then he reacted.

He felt slightly relieved in his heart.

"Come, bring the young master's token!" Elder Li shouted outside.

A black token was presented on a tray.

The gang leader casually picked it up.

Tang Wen glanced at it and was surprised to find.

That the token was actually smooth.

There wasn't a single word on it.

Just as he was wondering.

He saw the gang leader raise his finger and gently poke it. His finger went into the metal token.

He looked relaxed, as if he were poking into tofu.

Metal powder fell rustling down.

By the time Tang Wen knelt on one knee and took the token.

Two more words had appeared on it: "Seven" "Tang".

Blackwater Gang's Seventh Young Master—Tang Wen.

"Greetings, Seventh Young Master!"

The gang leader's guards bowed in unison.

Tang Wen felt a bit like "Fan Jin passing the imperial examination" at this time. He was stunned for a few seconds before quickly clasping his fists in return.

Seeing him blank and clueless.

Vice-Gang Leader Zhao introduced with a smile:

"In our Blackwater Gang, the gang leader's successors are called young masters. You are the seventh young master, seventh in line."

Seventh in line.

That's good, not too exaggerated.

The gang leader: "Today, we will first determine your title. Half a month later, the gang will hold a grand banquet to celebrate for you."

Tang Wen: "Thank you, Gang Leader."

"You kid, why are you still calling him Gang Leader?"

Tang Wen was stunned. Seeing the gang leader's smiling face, he understood and quickly bowed deeply: "Thank you, Master!"

The gang leader nodded.

"Master," this title is good.

And Tang Wen had also figured it out.

What's done is done, the car has already started, and the car doors are welded shut.

Since he can't resist it anyway, then enjoy it!

Anyway, as long as his true strength isn't exposed.

Having this identity has many benefits.

The gang leader encouraged him a few words.

Everyone stepped forward to congratulate him.

Only Vice-Gang Leader Lin lagged behind, his face flushed red, unable to say a word of congratulation.

He was an old member of the gang, and the gang leader didn't blame him.

In fact, this was also the scene the gang leader wanted to see.

Whether it was the elders and vice-gang leaders below.

Or the young masters.

There must be contradictions and competition.

Otherwise, if the bottom is a monolithic block, the gang leader would really have a headache.

The gang leader said: "The [Azure Stone Slab] that I brought back yesterday can quickly improve mental strength. Once your realm is stable, I will let you use it first."

"Uh, thank you, Master." Tang Wen quickly lowered his head, fearing that his expression would reveal his secret.

He was familiar with the [Azure Stone Slab]. He even had one hidden himself.

But the gang leader didn't know, and only thought that he hadn't heard of it: "The [Azure Stone Slab] is a wondrous object that is of great benefit to martial masters' mental strength cultivation. You will know once you use it in the future… Come, call the painter."

Painter?

Tang Wen couldn't help but tense up.

Wouldn't he want to paint me?