Soul Land: I Became Qian Xunji’s older brother

"Hmph, a family of idiots, can't I even say something?"

The new Internal Strife Illusion God, even stronger than the first generation Illusion God Tang Qi, pointed at Tang Yuehua arrogantly.

"As I see it, your Tang Zhen family are simply idiots. If it weren't for Ancestor Tang Chen, you all should have been expelled from the family register."

"First, Tang Zhen. His strength was the weakest of all past Sect Masters. If his son hadn't been even weaker, he would have been the second weakest of all past Sect Masters."

"Tang Hao, not to mention, beating my father Tang Qi, the Sixth Elder, and the First Elder Tang Ming to death is simply an unforgivable crime. If he hadn't hidden, I would have torn him to pieces."

"Tang Xiao is even more of a waste. As the Sect Master, he was only Level 92, and in the end, he was so muddle-headed as to expend an 80,000-year inherited Soul Bone for an Evil Soul Master and a bastard child. It's simply unforgivable."

The more Tang Lie spoke, the more excited he became. Ignoring Tang Yuehua's increasingly grim expression, he pointed at her nose and cursed, "Now it seems the entire Tang Zhen family are all wastes, a disgrace to the sect. If it weren't for their family, the sect would have been much stronger than it is now."

In his opinion, if Tang Zhen hadn't died early, he would have had to severely lecture him on how he raised two beastly sons.

"Fifth Elder, even if my elder brother is guilty, it's only an 80,000-year Soul Bone. The golden soul coins I send from Moon Pavilion each year, accumulated over time, probably amount to over 100 million golden soul coins. Can that not compare to an 80,000-year Soul Bone?"

The commercial development of Haotian Sect was even worse than that of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. It would be good if the treasury had 200 million golden soul coins.

The golden soul coins Tang Yuehua sent were also roughly the price of an 80,000-year Soul Bone, but what did that matter?

Tang Lie immediately retorted, "You're a waste, and you can't cultivate, so isn't that how it should be? If it weren't for you, this waste, still being somewhat useful, you wouldn't even have the right to see us today."

His little mouth was truly honeyed. Seeing Tang Yuehua dare to talk back, he immediately rebuked her loudly.

In his opinion, you are a family of wastes, and since you still have value, why shouldn't you create value for the sect? This is all what you should do.

A waste who couldn't cultivate, Tang Lie never even looked at her directly. What good was awakening some damned aura? A waste who could never break through Level 10 for life.

"You, Fifth Elder, how can you say that? My contributions, Tang Yuehua, over these years are no less than those of you elders."

Tang Yuehua was seething with rage; she was about to die of anger. These elders in front of her actually took her efforts for granted.

"Ah, Yuehua, actually Tang Lie was just excited, but the facts are there. Tang Hao and Tang Xiao both violated the sect rules, so expelling them from the sect is proper."

The elders were also unwilling to offend a Soul Douluo who had the potential to become a Title Douluo for the sake of a waste with only Level 9 soul power for life.

"You all."

Tang Yuehua's chest ached with anger, her two rounded mounds trembling slightly. She pointed at the elders in front of her, too furious to speak.

Just then, the new generation Internal Strife Illusion God Tang Lie, looking at the trembling-with-anger Tang Yuehua, also became somewhat angry and loudly rebuked, "What 'you'? What right does a waste like you have to stand here and talk to us, and even dare to contradict an elder? Get out now!"

He seemed to recall that Moon Pavilion's income for the month hadn't been handed over yet, so he added, "Oh, and we want six-tenths of Moon Pavilion's money this month. Remember to send it over."

"No more. From now on, Moon Pavilion will have no further connection with Haotian Sect."

Tang Yuehua said with indignation, her hands tightly clenched, delicate jade hands showing traces of blood.

"Hmph, you dare."

Tang Lie directly blocked Tang Yuehua's path.

A hint of disdain flashed in Tang Yuehua's eyes. Just as she was about to leave, she only felt a blur before her eyes.

It was the new generation Internal Strife Illusion God Tang Lie making his move.

Tang Lie slapped Tang Yuehua across the face, sending her flying to hit a nearby seat, making a deafening sound.

"You waste, how dare you defy the orders of the Elder Council."

Tang Lie immediately cursed Tang Yuehua's family lineage again, then huffily returned to his seat and said sinisterly, "Go back and send the money, otherwise your elder brother Tang Xiao will surely die."

"You all."

Tang Yuehua slowly crawled out of the rubble, her entire body covered in bloodstains from the debris, and a sharp wooden stick pierced her slender calf.

Her mind was blank. When her brother and father were still alive, they used to curry favor with her. Now that her father was dead and her brother half-crippled, she only had the value of providing golden soul coins.

"Send two disciples to take her back to Heaven Dou City, and bring the golden soul coins back with her."

Fearing that Tang Yuehua would go back on her word once she returned to Heaven Dou City, Tang Lie once again used Tang Xiao as a threat, and also sent people to follow Tang Yuehua to prevent any tricks.

"Why aren't you leaving yet? Do you want this Elder to blast you out?"

Seeing Tang Yuehua trembling with anger, Tang Lie was unconcerned. She was a waste; he could crush her with just one finger.

Tang Yuehua's heart was filled with resentment. Her body, due to her injuries, swayed unsteadily, and she limped out of the main hall.

She looked back at the elders of Haotian Hall who had humiliated her so much, and the elders of Haotian Sect who had doted on her when she was a child overlapped in her mind. The people were still the same, but unfortunately, the doting she received as a child was merely a disguise.

"I will definitely get my revenge."

Tang Yuehua was filled with rage, but after uttering a harsh statement, she deflated. She was just a waste who could never break through in her lifetime. What could she do?

Rely on her body? Who would go to war with the entire Haotian Sect because of her? Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel disheartened.

As soon as she left the sect, Tang Yuehua was followed by two female Haotian Sect disciples, who constantly urged her to quickly return to Heaven Dou City.

Upon reaching a city, Tang Yuehua found a Healing Soul Master to treat her injuries. However, her calf, having missed the optimal treatment time, would be permanently crippled.

"Is it really incurable?"

Upon learning that her leg couldn't be healed, Tang Yuehua was greatly disheartened. Her noble school originally taught noble etiquette, but now that she was crippled, how could she teach well?

Tang Yuehua gradually became disheartened, acquiring a sense of melancholy and the feeling of a bereaved woman, evoking pity.

"Once your injuries are healed, hurry up and leave."

Before Tang Yuehua could accept reality, she was harshly driven away by the two Haotian Sect disciples behind her.

"Who are you putting on this foxy act for?" The two female Haotian Sect disciples pulled Tang Yuehua into a carriage, urging her to get in quickly and leave.

Helpless, she could only get into the carriage and continue her journey towards Heaven Dou City.

Her father's death, her elder brother's expulsion from Haotian Sect, her second brother's betrayal of Haotian Sect, plus her own injuries.

All this made the delicate woman unable to bear the blows any longer, and she secretly cried in the carriage.

The future of Moon Pavilion and her own destiny made her feel surrounded by darkness. Even if she wanted to escape, she would be mercilessly caught by the two supervising Haotian Sect disciples.

After all, in their eyes, the only purpose of Tang Yuehua, this waste, was to provide golden soul coins to Haotian Sect.