120: Chapter 120 Divine Oracle

The blazing fire, carrying intense heat, instantly filled the entire altar hall.

"The Oracle descends!"

The High Priest, who usually sat in meditation year-round, actually stood up immediately at this moment and knelt down toward the fire. Several bishops also hurriedly followed suit, their hearts filled with shock and excitement.

In all their years in The Sect, this was the first time they had personally experienced an Oracle.

They felt their blood burning and the flames roaring, sounding like mysterious whispers.

Above the High Priest's head, a blood-colored light diagram instantly manifested—the Huagai Realm of the strongest person in all of Song City.

Following that, the light from the holy fire began to condense continuously toward the Huagai Realm, forming tangible symbols, which made it emit an even more sacred and suffocating majesty.

Even the Great Bishops could not withstand it, and their bodies began to tremble uncontrollably.

Fortunately, this process ended very quickly.

The four bishops were all drenched in sweat, and even afterward, they felt waves of exhaustion washing over their bodies.

High Priest Shang Yuleng was the first to ask, "High Priest, are you all right?"

Lv Yang also asked hurriedly, "High Priest, how are you?"

The High Priest turned over with some effort and returned to a sitting posture, but a smile was on his face.

"I am fine."

"As you have seen, our Lord has just descended an Oracle."

"Starting from sunset tomorrow evening, the Lord will bestow Gods Blessing upon His believers. Even in death, they can be resurrected within the city until sunrise the day after tomorrow."

"Children, this is a long-awaited Christmas Eve. Spread the news."

The Four Great Bishops were all ecstatic.

"Christmas Eve, this is wonderful!"

"With this one night, the situation will turn around immediately, turning danger into safety!"

"Since it is Christmas Eve, the army can completely launch a large-scale campaign. High Priest, I will go find Governor Xu right now!"

"I will go mobilize The Sect's armed forces!"

"High Priest, I shall take my leave as well."

As Shang, Wei, and Liu departed, only Lv Yang remained below the altar.

Only then did the High Priest ask, "Speak, what trouble has that kid caused now?"

Lv Yang shook his head with a bitter smile. "It's not that he caused trouble; it's that there was an issue with my intelligence. Among the three assassins who took the bounty, there was actually a Blasphemer, and a Sun Worshiper at that."

"A Sun Worshiper?" The High Priest's face instantly darkened.

Lv Yang quickly recounted the previous events, leaving the High Priest very surprised for a moment.

"So, Tang Long saw through the Sun Worshiper."

"Yes. Before, I thought it might be a coincidence, or perhaps he was just too suspicious. But thinking back, why did he kill the other two directly and leave only this one? Therefore, I've concluded that he can indeed see through Sun Worshipers."

"Indeed." The High Priest nodded slightly. "So, have you not talked to him yet?"

Lv Yang smiled bitterly again. "Not yet. To be honest, this matter was my mistake, which is somewhat embarrassing. I want to wait until tomorrow night to talk to him, and... can I change how I frame it?"

The High Priest immediately understood his meaning. "You are doing the right thing. This kid is indeed too smart; do not let him establish a psychological advantage over you."

Lv Yang's face twitched. "High Priest, I sensed that he has already mastered the Open-Ring Forbidden Method on his own."

The High Priest frowned. "So fast? It seems he truly is the Reincarnation of the Saint."

"Your subordinate thinks so as well, therefore..."

The High Priest sighed deeply. "Future matters can wait until the future. For now, he is just a child. Do what you must."

"High Priest, he has been getting very close to Mad Dog these past two days. What do you think about this..."

This time, the High Priest began to rub his temples. "Things have indeed developed in this direction. Among the pile of trouble Ye Baiqiao left behind, any one of them is enough to cause a headache."

Lv Yang tried asking, "Should I have a word with Mad Dog and tell him not to involve Tang Long?"

The High Priest hesitated for a moment but quickly shook his head. "No need, let nature take its course."

Lv Yang was greatly astonished. "But... he wants to break that seal and release the Howling Queen. If that crazy woman gets out, won't it be even more troublesome?"

"That depends on how much ability and determination Mad Dog has. Besides, even if she is released, it might not necessarily be a bad thing. I'm afraid I won't have much energy left to suppress her in the future; it might be better to let her go."

"You mean..."

The High Priest sighed again. "Lv Yang, do you think that our Lord bestowing Christmas Eve truly portends peace? On the contrary, an even greater and more terrifying disaster is about to follow."

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Tang Long had a few drinks with Mad Dog and Golden Scorpion at noon, while also discussing how to deal with Fei Shan. He only returned to school as class was about to start.

Just as he entered the campus, Qin Bing intercepted him in a hurry.

"Old Tang, where did you run off to? I couldn't find you anywhere!"

"What's the emergency?"

Qin Bing suppressed his excitement and said to him in a low voice, "We're going to strike it rich."

"After my advertising these past two days, the first phase of the tutoring class is already full with two hundred people. Five classes at three hundred each, so the tutoring fee is fifteen hundred per person. Two hundred people makes three hundred thousand!"

"There are almost no overhead costs. According to the original plan, six classes a month would be 1.5 million!"

"Actually, our influence is still expanding; it would be easy to recruit another hundred people per phase. If the schedule were tighter, we could run ten phases a month!"

"This is way faster than making money from fixed fights, and there's no risk. I've decided to resign from Hot-Blooded Company immediately and work on the tutoring classes full-time from now on."

Tang Long gave a weird, mocking laugh. "Why don't we open classes for every grade? Each of us can lead a class?"

"That would be best, of course!"

"Should we add a few more classes every day?"

"The time might be too long; the students probably won't be able to make it. But we really could make a lot more that way!"

Tang Long glared at him directly. "You really have the guts to think that. If you really do that, you'll become the principal!"

Qin Bing was instantly stunned.

"Fixed fights are dangerous because we moved someone else's cheese. Do you think running tutoring classes won't be the same?"

"There are dozens of martial arts halls outside the school gate. Have you investigated what kind of backgrounds they have? Thirty percent are relatives of the school's professors and leaders, and seventy percent are retired military officers!"

"If they feel that you are a threat, they'll kill you faster than Fei Shan!"

Qin Bing's face stiffened as he listened. "It wouldn't go that far, would it? Aren't we already doing it?"

"That's because you're currently using the name of the White Clothing Society, and it's small-scale. Keep the class size at two hundred; don't add more. Stop the advertising for now; let the students spread the word themselves."

Qin Bing sighed. "But with an income of 1.5 million a month, it's still not quite enough for the three of us to split."

"I said for now. Do you understand 'for now'?"

Tang Long patted his shoulder. "When our strength or status has developed further, it might not be impossible to expand the business appropriately. For example, if I become the President of the White Clothing Society one day."

Qin Bing immediately regained his energy. "You've decided to join the White Clothing Society? I've asked you several times before and you never agreed. Why the change of heart?"

Tang Long smiled. "Times change; one has to seize opportunities. As for fame and fortune, you need merit to gain a name, and once you've made a name for yourself, status and money will follow. Haven't you heard about the Sangyu people?"

"You mean the Exchange Matches?" Qin Bing shook his head. "I heard they're coming with ill intent—all of them are tough characters. The third-year group even has a seven-dan; I have no hope. If you were willing to step up, you might be able to compete in the first-year group."

"Sell the information to Jiang Xiaolan, and sell it at a high price."

Tang Long patted his shoulder hard and walked into the teaching building with a smile.