Chapter Thirty-One: The Eight Immortals' Building

  Tang Song's actions for that night were abandoned, because before he took action, Tang Qing Tian came to find him and told him a piece of news: the Xuan Bing Gate had dispatched an expert, who would arrive in Hengyang City in a few days.

  Tang Qingtian's idea was to send Tang Song away.

  Tang Song deeply felt Tang Qingtian's care and thought he had done something wrong. All along, he was just trying to comfort his predecessor's resentment, so he respected Tang Qingtian very much.

  In his heart, he didn't really consider him as his own father.

  But at this moment, he deeply felt Tang Qingtian's devotion to his son, who would stop at nothing.

  Tang Song felt that if he pretended to be any more refined, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

  To put Tong Qing's mind at ease, Tang Song decided to temporarily suspend action.

  It's just that the Tang family had just clashed with the Li family, and if all the main members of the Li family were already dead by the next night, without investigation, the eyes of Xuanbing Gate would be fixed on the Tang family.

  At that time, the Tang family will become the target of public criticism.

  Tang Song is not afraid, but Tang Qingtian is feared.

  This is an idea that Tang Qingtian has been revealing in his conversation with him at all times.

  In Anshan Country, Xuanbing Gate and Liehuo Sect are like two giants, representing Heaven and Earth.

  Any family or sect that dares to provoke them will be destroyed. It can be said that the Mystic Ice Sect and the Fiery Blaze Sect have risen to power by trampling over countless corpses.

  Cruel lessons and bloody history made Tang Qingtian dare not be careless at all.

  So the next day early in the morning, Tang Song who was feeling a bit depressed prepared to go out for some fresh air.

  Ji Feng Lang refused Tang Song's invitation and stayed alone in Tang Song's yard to practice, because he was stimulated by Tang Song yesterday.

  Tang Song simply took a little servant named Tang Ba and left the Tang Mansion directly.

  In Tang Song's previous memory, the impression of Hengyang City was not very good. Due to the poor cultivation of innate talent, he suffered more grievances outside.

  In the True Spirit Continent where strength is revered, even as the son of the Tang family's master, he cannot change this fact.

  So after a long time, Tang Song rarely went out anymore.

  The last time he went to participate in the family trial, one of the reasons was that Tang Song wanted to go out and get some fresh air. After all, the family trials were all about the Tang family, so he didn't think much of it.

  But he didn't expect that his usually gentle and polite older brother would stab him in the back.

  Walking on the bustling streets of Hengyang City, Tang Song seemed like a curious baby, looking left and right, making Tang Ba scratch his head in exasperation.

  Tang Ba grew up playing with Tang Song and was a house slave of the Tang family.

  In the past, Tang Song was useless, so apart from Tang Ba, his childhood playmate, he really didn't have any other friends. Those who became friends with him all had ulterior motives, and this time they were all caught in one net.

  So Tang Ba was very clear about Tang Song's experiences from childhood to adulthood. For this young master, Tang Ba's heart was very complicated.

  "Tang Ba, do you know what's the best thing to eat in Hengyang City?" Since crossing over into this time and space, Tang Song had never really taken the time to properly taste the local food.

  First, I had been eating persimmons for several months, and as soon as I returned to the Tang family, I encountered so many things, and didn't even have the mood to enjoy good food.

  Now that the physical body has broken through to the eighth layer of the Warrior Realm, according to Tang Song's own estimation, after deploying the Wheel of Rebirth Technique and merging his three lives into one, his combat strength can rival that of a late-stage Wu Ling, and may even be on par with a fully rounded Wu Ling.

  So even if he knew that Xuan Bing Men had sent Jiang Zikuan, a senior elder of the late Wu Ling period, he was not worried at all, and just did what he wanted to do.

  In my past life, due to limited conditions, I lived for over 20 years without ever having good food, so in this life I have to make up for it.

  "Young master, if you want to talk about good food, it's got to be Ba Xian Lou!" Tang rambled on: "Nine-turn large intestine, sweet and sour Anhui mandarin fish, Qingzhou steamed chicken, braised fish, clear-steamed red scale fish, clear-steamed hawkfish... there are many more dishes that I also can't remember the names of."

  Tang Ba counted these delicious foods, and his mouth began to water.

  "Hey, hey, hey!" Tang Song was somewhat speechless. "Be mindful of the impression you're giving off on this main street, drooling and letting people see that they know me."

  Tang Ba wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, these famous delicacies in Hengyang City, he had only eaten once, that time was when the Tang family had a celebration, so they specially ordered a batch of delicacies from Baxian Building.

  Tang Ba was lucky enough to have dinner with Tang Song once because they were childhood friends.

  "Tang Ba, most of what you said are fish, is the Eight Immortals' Building good at making fish?" Tang Song heard that among the six dish names mentioned by Tang Ba, half were fish.

  Tang nodded and said: "Yes, young master. Moreover, like the Red Scaled Fish and the Eagle Fish are all demonic beasts, their prices are extremely expensive."

  Tang Song said: "No problem, we'll just pick the expensive ones to eat."

  The two went directly to the Ba Xian Lou, and along the way, Tang Ba kept introducing the characteristics of Ba Xian Lou to Tang Song. Only then did Tang Song realize that according to the previous life's account, this Ba Xian Lou was a chain restaurant with extremely booming business, and there were signs of Ba Xian Lou in various cities of Anshan country.

  Tang Song knew that the background of Ba Xian Lou was not simple at all, otherwise, according to Tang Ba's words, the business of Ba Xian Lou was extremely prosperous, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as making a fortune overnight.

  Such a gold mine of picking up girls, if it wasn't for his deep background, it's impossible that no one would have ideas about him.

  After this incident, he finally understood that this is a place where fists speak louder than words. Without strong power, no matter how much money you have, you are still at the mercy of others.

  Behind Li's family is the mysterious Ice Gate, so even if they instigate a civil war in the Tang family and Tang Qing and his son die, they can still walk away with a clean slate.

  And now it's still the Tang family who are worried and frightened.

  This is the law of survival on the True Spirit Continent!

  Tang Song realized that in order to live freely on the True Spirit Continent, one had to be strong, and even stronger!

  In his past life, he didn't want to live a single day, so in this life, he doesn't want to be bullied by others and wants to protect his loved ones!

  And all of this is based on having sufficient strength and power.

  Establish his own power, Tang Song had never thought of it before, now he just wants to quickly improve his strength, at least to ensure that no one in Anshan country dares to bully the Tang family.

  Looking at the majestic Baixian Building, Tang Song became even more certain of his conjecture in his heart.

  Soon, service staff led Tang Song and others to the third floor.

  Tang Song chose a seat by the window and sat down. Seeing Tang Ba standing beside him, he pointed to the opposite seat and said, "Tang Ba, sit down and eat together."

  Tang Ba said with a somewhat surprised tone: "Young Master, I'll just stand and attend to you."

  "Tang Song pointed to the seat and said: 'I told you to sit down, just sit down, don't dawdle.'"

  Tang Ba saw that Tang Song was not joking, so he carefully leaned forward, half his buttocks sitting on the stool to the right of Tang Song, ready to serve at any time.