I Can See Your Combat Power

Chapter 446: Chapter 442: Moving Mountains

Translator: 549690339

Early August 3

The well-prepared Tang Clan had already moved the personnel of the first three tiers to the northern mountains. It can be predicted that within one more day, hundreds of thousands of direct descendants of the Tang Clan could be completely evacuated; the efficiency was incredibly astounding.

Though Tang Sen’s mansion, which was supposed to evacuate with the second team, was already empty. Not a single spirit beast was left behind, only two people sitting in the deserted mansion.

“Father, are you sure about doing this?”

“Yes!” Tang Sen nodded firmly. After some thought, he added: “Your mother is very fond of this mansion.”

“Such a big action, isn’t it a bit inappropriate…” Tang Luo scratched his head, unable to describe his current emotions.

“Hmm…” After a moment’s hesitation, Tang Sen stubbornly said, No problem!”

Maybe he was particularly afraid of angering his wife after excavating the mountain, this formidable warrior proposed to carry the entire Tang mansion up the mountain.

One should know that although Tang Sen’s mansion was not the most luxurious in Xiling, it was a grand house occupying three hundred acres, equivalent to thirty football fields. While sparse population resulted in fewer houses, because of Xu Shuhui’s profound love for Spirit Beasts, the spirit beast garden of the Tang mansion can be regarded as one of the most grand in Xiling. Moving such a massive estate to the top of a mountain, Tang Luo did not know how to react. He could only bow to his father and say, “Good luck….”

With a casual nod, Tang Sen, clad in Fierce Qilin Heavy Earth Armor, stood up and walked directly to the courtyard and entered the ground. His abundant spiritual power turned into earth control magic, gold radiating from the courtyard and soon covering the entire front yard.

Turning earth into golden rocks was just the beginning. After a series of earth tremors, two golden pillars rose from the ground, lifting the entire front yard of more than ten acres. It looked like a floating golden island resting on gigantic pillars.

The golden pillars turned into thick legs, forming a giant without an upper body. Carrying the golden island, it started to move towards the northern mountains. Each step caused tremors, trampling any houses or mansions into fine dust.

Sitting in the front yard, feeling the shaking of the earth, Tang Luo had a bitter smile on his face. No wonder the Tang Clan and Mi Clan have been squeezing each other out for a thousand years, yet have remained largely restrained. Simply looking at Tang Sen’s potent capability at the moment, one could infer how powerful Mi Clan surely was.

If the two hundred-feet tall monsters were to fight in the city, Xiling City would probably be destroyed like Jianglin City.

The giant’s legs formed by the golden pillars drew near to the North Mountains in a short while, reaching the mountain that belonged to the Sect Head. Sitting on top of that mountain ridge, the golden light dispersed, and the door, courtyard, corridors, and front yard of Tang mansion were all transported to the top of the mountain.

The servants and family members had already arrived at the mountain top. Only then did they realize why Housekeeper Chang Fu did not allow them to pack their things; as it turned out, their master planned to move the entire mansion to the mountain. Cheers echoed, after all, it was such a fortunate thing to be able to live in the familiar rooms.

The maids and servants were mostly civilians without martial skills, and seeing such a mythological scene unfold in front of them, they could only express astonishment. As for the guards in the mansion, they had long viewed Tang Sen’s actions as divine prowess, so seeing this magnificent spectacle, they could only beam with pride.

Only Tang Luo, who had a deep understanding of the Martial Hall, knew how difficult it was to accomplish all this. This allowed him to gain deeper insights into the amplifying power of dual bloodlines. Thinking of his father Tang Sen’s cultivation of the Undying Battle Body and his current level, it sent chills down his spine.

Looking back at Xiling City and seeing houses as if they had been ripped away from their front yards, he sighed to himself: These are real monsters.

Based on this speed, moving the three-hundred-acre estate from Xiling to the peak of the mountain would require at most twenty trips. Initially, he had thought about whether the family needed his help, but it seemed like he was worrying for nothing.

“Well, in this way, it’s good, I can free up my hands to do my own things.” Tang Luo nodded to himself, inwardly relieved.

The reason for his dispute with Clan Chief Tang Zhi was predominantly their different attitudes towards civilians.

Tang Zhi believed that wooing other clans was the way to go; the more clans that submitted to the Tang Clan, the more powerful the Tang Clan would become. This idea was not exactly wrong.

Because martial artists from aristocratic families far surpassed martial artists from civilians in both talent and strength. To give an imperfect analogy, civilian martial artists were like lightweight boxers, while familial martial artists were like heavyweight boxers.

There was no comparison between the two. If they fought each other, it would only take a few punches for the familial martial artist to kill the civilian martial artist.

Of course, some very talented ones would come forward from civilian martial artists, but when it came to comparison, it had to be horizontal. They couldn’t take the most talented person from the civilian martial artists to compare with the most common martial artist from the families. Similarly, if they compared the most outstanding, or even the generally good people from the families, the excellent civilian martial artists would still be dominated.

It was not to belittle the civilians or to deny the meaning of the underdog s counterattack. But too many harsh realities showed that a martial artist’s background and growth environment determined the limits they can reach. Familial martial artists are immediate combat power. They have exceptional strong warriors and elite teams. As long as they pledge allegiance to the Tang Clan, they could become a part of the clan’s battle strength. As long as the Tang Clan maintains its dominant position and balances the various vassal clans, it could save decades or even centuries of accumulating martial artists.

But there is little in the world that comes without drawbacks. The Tang Clan s ability to win over families largely lies in their own formidable strength, as well as Tang Zhi’s extraordinarily sophisticated methods. He was sure he could firmly control the families who aligned with them.

There were over a million people in the Northern mountains who could be won over, not to mention numerous other resources hidden in the surrounding mountains. It’s not hard to imagine that Clan Chief Tang Zhi wanted to swallow up most of the families in Xiling. To control such a powerful force, the methods of those in power must indeed be extraordinary.

Because the biggest problem with the subordinate families was their selfishness. While pledging allegiance was their only choice, especially under food shortages, the exact manipulation and balance of power that followed could only be done by Tang Zhi.

Looking at the whole Tang Clan, even if they asked the former Clan Chief to step in, they would likely not be able to handle it. This task was probably only within Tang Zhi’s capacity. But if something were to happen to him, the embarrassing consequences are simply unimaginable.

During the tribe conference where the Five-Acre Order was proposed, Tang Luo had proposed the development of civilian martial artists rather than the integration of families. Clearly, because he was a junior with slight influence, the clan didn’t pay it much mind.

The leaders of the clan seemed to have decided that civilians were untrainable and didn’t even slightly interest them. It was hard to blame them; the charitable hall had gathered large numbers of orphans from Xiling. Even after nurturing them from a young age, only the second training field managed to stand out among the civilians. This was only achieved after the accumulation of efforts of more than 10 generations to have such prosperity today.

Training a civilian martial artist took about the same amount of effort as training a clansman, but the effects were several times weaker. It was no wonder that people felt that all civilians were useless.

But in Tang Luo’s eyes, if the Tang Clan really wanted to become a top-notch force in the world, it definitely wouldn’t be possible solely with their own clansmen. But it was also difficult for him to convince the established leaders. In that case, he’d use 1.6 million civilians to show the clan how much potential civilians could have!