Chapter 62: An Mousong's Decision

  Fearless of difficulties and steadfast in will.

  This is the basic condition for climbing the peak of martial arts.

  Afraid of death and fond of life, indecisive and hesitant, destined to never go far in martial arts.

  Moreover, martial arts have both martial prowess and the Way.

  Martial arts are not just about hiding away and practicing all day; true martial arts are about continuous battle.

  Otherwise, various large families and factions would not have specially arranged trials to enrich the combat experience of their disciples. Many times, the shackles of martial arts can only be felt in battle, and only on the edge of death, can they be better understood and broken through.

  It can be said that every strong martial artist is born from killing.

  Unfortunately, too many people are indulging in it and have already forgotten even the simplest principles.

  After pondering Tang Song's words for a moment, An Shizi sighed and said: "Tang Song, I am not as good as you!" After finishing speaking, An Da Wangzi turned around and left.

  Before he knew it, half a month had passed, and during this time, Tang Song rarely left the Wu Institute, mainly because there was no need to.

  The Bai family didn't come to bother Tang Song again. The last time's incident gave them a very profound lesson. Don't act rashly before investigating clearly.

  Bai Jianming regretted not investigating Tang Song thoroughly before acting rashly. As a result, he didn't know his opponent well and the consequences were severe, damaging his reputation in the Bai family.

  An Shizi also rarely came to find Tang Song, only occasionally coming over to tell Tang Song that the secret realm was about to open and let Tang Song make more preparations.

  An Su didn't come looking for Tang Song again, everyone was sharpening their knives and preparing to enter the Anshan Secret Realm.

  The courtyard where Tang Song lived was very quiet and serene. Because this is the residential area of the Wuyuan teachers, students are not allowed to enter here.

  So apart from Anshi, Tang Song hadn't seen anyone else, which was also related to him hiding in the yard all day.

  After all, both of them also need to cultivate, and if they are not careful, they will reveal their secrets.

  Moreover, the grey wolf lies at the entrance of the yard all day long. As soon as someone approaches, it bares its teeth and growls, so those martial arts teachers who originally wanted to sneak in through the back door also gave up on that idea.

  That day, An Shizi came to find Tang Song and told him a piece of news.

  "Tang Song, I've got some news for you. In two days, the selection of personnel to enter the secret realm will begin. Are you interested in taking a look?" An Shizi said with a smile on his face.

  Tang Song said: "Personnel selection, does your royal family still need to select?"

  An Shizi sighed and said, "Of course, the number of people who can enter the secret realm is limited. The various big families in An Shan Guo, as well as the various sects, all have a quota for entering. So naturally, we members of the royal family also need a quota to enter."

  Tang Song nodded, this is competitiveness. The stronger the strength, the more quotas, the weaker the strength, the fewer quotas, this is the survival law of this world.

  "And it's estimated that in about a month or so, people from Chu and Chen will also arrive." Anshizi continued.

  "Chu State and Chen State?" Tang Song was slightly puzzled, saying: "Are these two countries also going to send people into the secret realm?"

  An Shizi nodded and said, "That's right, these two countries have a certain quota to enter the secret realm every three years."

  Tang Song asked in doubt: "But why is this? As far as I know, Chu State and Chen State are not very friendly with our Anshan State. Why give them a quota?"

  An Shizi sighed and said, "This is related to the superior state above, I'm not quite clear what the situation is. All I know is that every three years we have to allocate a certain number of places to Chu State and Chen State."

  "What about the secret realms of Chu and Chen? Can our Anshan country go as well?" As soon as it involved the suzerain state, Tang Song tactfully shut his mouth.

  Competition, everything is competition!

  An Shizi said: "It can be, but our quota is obviously much less."

  "But why?" Tang Song asked indignantly.

  An Shizi said, "Tang Song, you should know that our royal family's Wu Zong ancestor has been missing for a long time. Soon it will be the tenth anniversary of the national ranking, and our Anshan Kingdom is still an eighth-ranking kingdom, but in fact, we can only enjoy the treatment of a ninth-ranking family."

  "The reason is that our Anshan royal family does not have a martial arts master of the Wu Zong level to preside over it. If next time our country's ranking competition still doesn't have a Wu Zong master, I'm afraid there won't be an Anshan country anymore."

  "How could this be?" Tang Song had many memories of his predecessors, but this matter was obviously not something that a predecessor's identity would know.

  So everything is very strange.

  "This continent is like that, everything speaks with strength. Our Anshan country's overall strength is weaker than Chu and Chen countries, so they can have more cultivation resources. Level by level upwards, it's all like this."

  Tang Song suddenly understood that Anshan royal family's eagerness to win him over was probably due to the idea of his master behind his back.

  The country's ranking is imminent, but there are many top-notch masters in the Anshan royal family's Wuling Da Yuanman, yet none of them have shown hope of breaking through to the Wu Zong realm before the national ranking.

  If the national product is still unable to solve this problem before then, waiting for the Anshan royal family will be to lose the title of eight-product kingdom and be demoted to a nine-product family.

  At that time, the State of Anshan will be completely eliminated, and its territory will be annexed by Chu and Chen.

  "Our ancestors founded the Anshan Kingdom, but now in our generation, the kingdom title is going to be abolished. The foundation that our ancestors worked so hard to build is about to be handed over, and we are really reluctant to give it up." An Shizi explained with a heavy heart.

  Tang Song nodded and said, "I understand your feelings, and I roughly know what you mean. However, the decision-making power for this matter does not lie with me. I will discuss it with my master, but whether he agrees or not, I cannot guarantee."

  An Shizi was overjoyed when he heard this, as he had been wondering how to bring up the subject with Tang Song all along, and unexpectedly, it came out today.

  His father, the king, regarded this matter as a test of his succession. If he succeeded, he would be the next king of Anshan. If he failed, there would be no more Anshan state afterwards.

  So An Shizi was very serious and didn't dare to speak casually, fearing that as soon as he opened his mouth, Tang Song would refuse.

  It's okay for now, at least Tang and Song didn't explicitly reject me, which means there is still hope.

  An Shizi let out a sigh of relief after speaking his mind. "Tang Song, I'll come over again in two days and we can go take a look together."

  Tang Song nodded and watched An Shizi leave.

  Although Prince Anshan had a different purpose, anyone in this world doing anything has their own purpose.

  Charity is a luxury for warriors in this world.

  As long as there is benefit, Tang Song does not mind being used by others.

  Wasn't he also using the Anshan royal family while they were using him?

  For example, Wu Yuan and Cang Shu Ge let Tang Song benefit greatly. Later on, An Shan Secret Realm, Tang Song believes he can also get what he wants.

  An Shizi left the courtyard where Tang Song lived, went straight out of Wu Courtyard and returned to the palace, telling his father, Anshan King An Maosong, about what he had discussed with Tang Song.

  An Mousong listened and pondered for a moment before saying to An Shizi, "You mentioned earlier that Tang Song read the most in the library was cultivation insights?"

  "Yes, father king. According to Seventh Grandfather, Tang Song stayed on the third floor of the library for two days and spent most of his time reading the cultivation experiences of the An family's ancestors. It wasn't until he was about to leave that he took away a handwritten copy of the Flame Knife."

  "It's really strange." Anmou Song muttered in a puzzled tone.

  An Shizi said with a strange tone: "What's wrong, Your Majesty? Is something off?"

  Anmousong shook his head and said: "I just feel that Tang Song has a master behind him, why is he still so enthusiastic about watching others' cultivation experiences?"

  "Could it be that his master let him see it?"

  "But what is his goal?" An Mou Song asked back, "In our estimation, Tang Song's master was at least a strong practitioner in the late Wu Zong period, or even a Wu Wang level. Why would he let his disciples go and see other people's cultivation experiences in large numbers? This doesn't make sense."

  "After some thought, An Shizhi said: 'Perhaps this is the characteristic of his master teaching his disciples, or perhaps his master did not have enough time to teach him.'"

  An Mousong heard An Shizi's words and his eyes lit up, slapping his thigh: "Right! How come I didn't think of that? From Hengyang City to Wangdu, Tang Song's master has never appeared in public. Judging from the two times he took action, they were all fleeting. Maybe he really doesn't have time to stay in one place and teach disciples."

  "Father King, what exactly do you want to say?" An Shizi didn't understand, what was the point of probing this question so deeply.

  "I want to see if there's anything else that can move Tang Song even more."

  An Shizi was taken aback for a moment before saying: "Your Majesty, are you saying that Tang Song is waiting for the right price to sell out?"

  Anmousong shook his head and said, "I'm not sure about this, but if we can provide him with something he needs more, will he be willing to put in a good word for us in front of his master? Maybe we can even make a deal with him."

  "But what is it that we have that he needs more?"

  "The enlightenment of our ancestors' cultivation!" An Maosong's eyes were very sharp and his tone was very firm.

  An Shizi took a deep breath and exclaimed: "Father King, you want to give the ancestors' cultivation achievements to Tang Song?"

  An Mou Song was dissatisfied with An Shi Zi's fuss and said in a cold tone: "What's wrong with that?"

  "But our ancestor's will is stored on the highest level of the tall tower, and except for Third Uncle, even we members of the An family are not allowed to approach it casually. Will he agree?"

  Anmou Song gazed into the distance, his eyes deep and profound, saying with great certainty: "Third Uncle will agree."

  The most promising breakthrough to the Wu Zong realm in the An family is An Mousong's third uncle, who is the head of the An Shan Wu Institute and the actual controller of the high tower of the An Shan secret realm. He is the highest-ranking person in the An family and has the heaviest tone when speaking. His name is An Shengwei.

  Unfortunately, after so many years, he still hasn't been able to break through to the Wu Zong boundary.

  It has now come to a very critical moment for An Jia, and An Mao Song believes that his third uncle will understand.