Chapter 1239: Chapter 1239

"Tang Ming, do you have any plans for what’s next?"

Li Xiaoli looked nervously at Tang Ming.

"What plans can I have, I’ve now become just an ordinary person, naturally I’ll stay put and think of a way to restore my cultivation."

Tang Ming shook his head, sitting dejectedly on the sofa. The thought of Xia Wei’er being taken away to save him brought a pang of heartache.

"Then you should go to school with us."

Liu Mengting looked at Tang Ming with pity: "You’re only eighteen, still a kid. Without all those chaotic strengths, you can just have a normal life."

"Right, right, just study well, in the future we can go to college, date, and study. It’s quite nice, actually."

Li Xiaoli quickly nodded in agreement.

"Let me rest for a while first."

Tang Ming rubbed his forehead in frustration. If he could truly live a worry-free life as an ordinary man, he wouldn’t mind. But is it really possible?

Flying Wolf Organization, Ming Group, Sun Family, Yang Wei, Poison Widow, Mo Family... there are too many enemies wanting him dead. If he doesn’t find a way to restore his cultivation soon, eventually these people will have murderous intent against him.

What worries him most is the revenge in a year from Netherworld Road.

Mo Liuye and Ye Liuxing are already so powerful now. Even if he could restore his cultivation, he lacks the confidence to fight them in a year’s time.

If he cannot regain his cultivation, he would have no choice but to flee back home to seek shelter from his master, thereby missing the opportunity to live an ordinary life.

"Then we’ll go rest for now."

Seeing Tang Ming , Liu Mengting felt helpless and pained inside, but she couldn’t help him, so she pulled Li Xiaoli and walked out.

Even if they can’t help, at least they won’t add to his troubles.

Tang Ming didn’t stop them, and after the two girls left, he returned to his room to meditate and adjust his breath.

Late at night, in the presidential suite of the Mo Family hotel, Mo Hongsheng and Nangong Tianyue sat across from each other with numerous documents laid out before them.

"The thing you asked me to do is done."

After Mo Hongsheng signed, he pushed the contract towards Nangong Tianyue.

Nangong Tianyue smiled faintly, saying playfully: "Now most of the shares of Tangming Group are in my hands. Soon, this treasure trove will become a money tree for the Medicine Sect."

Mo Hongsheng shook his head, "The Minghuang Group’s prior example shows that just acquiring Tangming Group doesn’t guarantee profit. The Tang Ming Oral Liquid series needs special raw liquid for production. Without it, Tangming Group is just an empty shell."

"Haha, I’m here for Tang Ming Oral Liquid. On one hand, I’m confident I can crack its formula, and on the other, I have confidence in my medical skill. Even if I can’t crack the formula, I can still produce a product with the same effect as Tang Ming Oral Liquid."

Nangong Tianyue smiled confidently.

"Alright, if you’re that confident, I won’t say anything more. I wish you booming business and prosperity."

Mo Hongsheng shrugged indifferently. He wasn’t optimistic about this investment, and the reason he aggressively bought shares of Tangming Group was solely to help Nangong Tianyue.

"Are you sure you don’t want to invest in Tangming Group?"

Nangong Tianyue looked at Mo Hongsheng strangely.

"No interest, just return my funds, and forget about the interest."

Mo Hongsheng decisively shook his head.

"Fine, just don’t regret it later."

Nangong Tianyue shrugged, then transferred money to Mo Hongsheng, reimbursing him.

The next few days were relatively calm. People from various families in the Imperial City came to Songlan City to meet Tang Ming, making many restless forces hesitate to act rashly for fear of provoking a reaction from the families, which would be a big trouble.

In a luxurious five-star hotel in the Imperial City, Hao Jian, upon hearing that Tang Xin had been stripped of cultivation, immediately invited Wu Xiaoyu for a big meal.

"Sister Xiaoyu, are you satisfied with today’s meal? These are all made by chefs brought in from abroad."

In a suit, Hao Jian looked at Wu Xiaoyu with a flattering expression.

"When someone does something without seeking anything, they’re either a crook or a thief. What do you want again? Just say it."

Wu Xiaoyu stared warily at Hao Jian.

"Hehe, my parents gave birth to me, but it’s Sister Xiaoyu who understands me."

Hao Jian grinned, looking probingly at Wu Xiaoyu: "I heard Tang Xin’s cultivation was abolished, is it true?"

"Why do you ask this?"

Wu Xiaoyu frowned, warning, "You’re not thinking of getting revenge on Tang Xin, are you?"

"Where’s that from? The Wu Family told me not to oppose Tang Xin. I’ve been behaving well during this time."

Hao Jian shook his head hurriedly. Back when Tang Xin was making a splash in the Imperial City, he wouldn’t dare cause trouble, even if he had the guts.

"Then why are you asking this?"

Wu Xiaoyu gave Hao Jian a look.

"Concern, purely concern for Tang Group Leader’s health."

Hao Jian solemnly assured.

"You do have a conscience."

Wu Xiaoyu nodded, then sighed: "Tang Xin was indeed crippled. My father visited Songlan City previously, and it’s confirmed that Tang Xin’s dantian was destroyed, irreparable."

Hao Jian’s eyes widened, feeling a surge of excitement inside.

When Tang Xin was in glory, he had to keep a low profile. Now, hearing this news, he sees an opportunity for revenge.

Wu Xiaoyu nodded, feeling tangled, not knowing how to interact with Tang Ming in the future. Should she still act as a maid?

There seems no need, yet there’s a feeling of emptiness inside.

"Sister Xiaoyu. Since Tang Xin’s cultivation was abolished, I have an idea. I hope you can fulfill it for me."

Hao Jian’s eyes shifted, looking pleadingly at Wu Xiaoyu.

"What idea? As long as it’s not against principles, I’ll help you."

Wu Xiaoyu looked at Hao Jian in confusion.

"Hehe, it’s nothing much. I want to be the Group Leader of the Martial Arts Inspection Team for the Dark Group. Do you think the Wu Family can help me with that?"

Hao Jian rubbed his hands, looking at Wu Xiaoyu with expectation.

"You want to take Tang Xin’s position?"

Wu Xiaoyu’s eyes widened, looking at Hao Jian in disbelief.

"I’m not really taking it. With Tang Xin’s cultivation abolished, he naturally isn’t fit to continue in the position. It’s only logical for me to take over now."

Hao Jian declared seriously.

"No! Absolutely not."

Wu Xiaoyu shook her head as expected, firmly saying: "Now that Tang Ming’s cultivation is abolished, the only identity left to protect is the position of Martial Arts Inspection Team Group Leader. If you seize his position, he’ll be too vulnerable."

"His vulnerability isn’t our concern, right?"

Hao Jian looked speechless at Wu Xiaoyu, sulking, "Why is Sister Xiaoyu siding with an outsider and not helping me?"