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"Let's follow them." Lie Jian's words echoed the others' thoughts.
Princess Catie quietly followed behind the Templar Elder. They were all curious about Wang Tong and the Great Elder.
The disciples of the Saint Hall didn't mind, there was nothing shameful about it. They just let the people behind them follow. These people were also fearless people. The speed of the people in front was not very fast. They were happy to enjoy the atmosphere of the Saint Hall while following from a distance.
The Templar Hall was bustling with noise and excitement. Once they entered the center of the Templar Hall, they could hear the loud sounds of people practicing their skills.
This was where the outer disciples of the Templar Hall from all over Earth practiced their skills.
"Young master, the Great Elder is waiting for you inside."
"Thank you, my friend. Please don't call me young master, it sounds weird. Oh right, what's your name?"
The young man smiled brightly and said, "I am Qi Bing from the Inner Sect."
Then he bowed to the Templar Hall and left. The Inner Sect disciples were well-trained in this aspect.
Wang Tong looked at the towering Templar Hall and calmed himself down. After a while, Patroclus and the others also arrived.
Everyone looked at each other and wondered if they should go in or not. The Great Elder didn't invite them, but they were already here.
In the end, Lie Jian broke the awkward silence and walked straight into the room. Both the earthlings and the Ivantians had a lot of problems. How dare they try to keep their chastity like that?
Not only the Great Elder, but the ten elders of the Templar Hall were also there. They were having a heated discussion about something. Apparently, Wang Tong's victory was a big surprise to them, but at the same time, it was also a good thing.
As soon as Wang Tong entered the room, the ten old men quieted down and smiled at him. Wang Tong scanned the faces of these old men and fixed his gaze on the old man in the middle.
At this time, Lie Jian and the others had also arrived and were quietly watching the show. These ten "old men" were not weak, especially the one in the middle. Actually, he could not be considered an old man. Some of them looked like middle-aged men. It was hard to guess the real age of a warrior, but to be able to become a Saint Hall Elder, it was obvious that they were not that young.
Wang Tong stared at the familiar yet strange Old Man quietly. The wretched Old Man from before was gone, and in front of him was a sage-like fellow. Needless to say, he did have the demeanor of an elder.
The Head Elder stepped forward and opened his arms. "Welcome back, Wang Tong."
After not seeing each other for two years, the other elders stepped aside, anticipating a warm and tearful scene.
Tears welled up in Wang Tong's eyes as if he was touched. He raised his arms and looked like he was about to …
"Smelly old man, go to hell!"
With a flash of golden light, the Martial God Spear appeared, and he thrust it forward.
Immediately, everyone was dumbfounded. However, the Great Elder was very calm. At this moment, a trace of cunning flashed through his eyes.
He raised his right hand and blocked Wang Tong's attack.
"Young people should guard against arrogance and rashness."
"F * ck off! Pay me back!"
"Since when did you become so stingy? You are so rich now!"
"I was born poor, and it is only right for me to pay my debts. Even the Emperor of the Templar would have to pay me back."
Soon, a chaotic battle broke out in the Sanctum.
Fortunately, Wang Tong's injuries had not fully healed, so he couldn't fight for too long. When he was tired, he stood aside and breathed heavily.
"You guys can show the hope of mankind around the Templar's Sanctum. I want to have a good chat with this kid. It has been a long time since I last saw him, haha."
Soon, the sanctimonious Grand Elder revealed his signature smile, the same as Wang Tong's.
Patroclus and the others left with the Elders. It was obvious that they wanted to discuss family matters, and outsiders should know when to stop.
Lie Jian wasn't an idiot, and he didn't want to stand out all the time. Instead, he followed behind the Head Elder politely.
The House of Lie was a noble family, and its members were well-mannered.
"Old man, you've really made a name for yourself."
"Haha, you are not bad either. It seems like all these years have not gone to waste." The Head Elder sat down beside Wang Tong and said.
Wang Tong squinted at the Head Elder and said, "You are showing your true colors, aren't you? I didn't expect that you would end up like this after all these years."
"Don't even think about it. It took me a long time to escape from the Sanctum, so I thought I should come back.
"Tell me, what's going on? It's so confusing. Only I don't know anything."
"Come on, let's talk in the inner chamber. I need to tell you something."
Both of them returned to normal after the fight was over. After all, Old Fart had raised Wang Tong since he was still a kid.
Without Old Man's guidance, Wang Tong wouldn't be where he was today.
Inside the inner chamber, Wang Tong listened to Old Fart's story quietly. The Space Crystal was indeed a treasure of the Templar. Every year, the Templar would search for talented youngsters from all over the world. On one hand, the Templar wanted to train them, and on the other hand, they wanted to find the successor of the Blade Edge.
But after so many years, this person had never appeared. It was so long that even the Holy Church had given up on him.
One day, as the Great Elder, Wang Buting heard the cries of a baby in the Sanctuary. In a place like the Sanctuary, such a strange thing shouldn't happen. After investigating, no one knew who the child was. It was as if the child had appeared out of thin air. Wang Buting could only adopt him. Not to mention, the Sanctuary had never raised a child like this before. It brought a lot of laughter to everyone.
Since Wang Tong was very active when he was young, the Head Elder named him Wang Tong.
However, when Wang Tong was four years old, the Blade Edge suddenly sensed something and latched onto Wang Tong's arm. It was a big event for the Templar's Sanctum, but nothing happened after that.
The Head Elders were debating on how to train the Blade Edge's Successor. Some of them wanted the Successor to stay in the Templar's Sanctum, while others wanted to go out into the world. In the end, Wang Buting stood his ground and decided to train Wang Tong alone.
On one hand, he didn't want Wang Tong to become a naive young man, and on the other hand, he wanted to avoid the pressure of the world.
If a child were to be recognized as the Successor of the Blade Edge, he would have to bear a heavy burden.
Although Wang Tong didn't have a lot of money in his childhood, he had a happy and free life.
"It's that simple. Look, you are growing up well." Old Fart was proud of himself.
"Damn, why do I feel like you are the one who doesn't like the rules of the Templar's Sanctum?" Wang Tong said angrily.
"Ahem, don't judge a gentleman by his own yardstick. I am just doing it for your own good."
"Alright, let's not talk about this. I still have a lot of questions. You said I am an orphan, but who are my parents?"
The old man had expected Wang Tong to ask this question, so he sighed and said, "We've been looking into it for years, but we couldn't find anything. When I saw you, you were already in the Sanctum. Maybe you can ask the Sanctum of Valhalla."
Wang Tong didn't think too much about it. He was a grown-up, and he was no longer a child.
"Other than the Hall of Valhalla, there are other questions in the Space Crystal …"
"Hold on, hold on." The old man hurriedly waved his hand. "You don't need to tell anyone what's in the Space Crystal. No one can answer any of your questions. Just like your Enlightenment and the power you've grasped, none of it is within my control."
"What should I do then?"
"Don't worry. The Hall of Valhalla is open, and I am sure you will be able to get in. You will be able to answer any questions you have." Wang Buting said seriously.
"Fine. I have been through hell and high water, so why should I be afraid of the Hall of Valhalla?" Wang Tong nodded. "That's all. Old Fart, is there anything good in the Templar's Sanctum?"
"Haha, that's all. Let's go catch up. The Templar's Sanctum has some good liquor. I don't think they can stop me from drinking it."
Wang Buting laughed.
"Let's go, let's drink."
Meanwhile, the younger generation had arrived at the Templar's Sanctum. Some of them were already disciples of the Templar's Sanctum, while others were first-timers. The Sanctum's Sanctum's Sanctum was bustling with noise and excitement.
Wang Tong and Old Fart had already gone to the wine cellar.
"Not bad, Young Fart. You have a great girlfriend, just like me."
"No, please don't. My taste is very different from yours." Wang Tong waved his hand and said, "Ma Xiaoru will be here in two days. You have to give her a gift."
"Of course. As your senior, I will show you what the First Elder of the Templar's Sanctum is capable of." Old Fart laughed.
Wang Tong took a big gulp and couldn't help but laugh, "I didn't expect such a day to come. Holy shit, what am I going to do in the future? I'm in a good mood today, so tell me, maybe I'll listen." Wang Tong nodded.
Old Fart took a sip of liquor and wiped his mouth. "Saving mankind? Bullshit. I don't even know if I can save them or not. Haha."
"Luckily, I thought you were crazy."
"Young Fart, you are not Superman. Let's talk about it when you become a Super Einherjar. As for what you want to do, it is up to you. I think living a happy life with your little girlfriend is the most important thing."
"Thank God. I was afraid that you would tell me a bunch of responsibilities and principles the moment you met me. I would have gone crazy." Wang Tong patted Old Fart's shoulder.
However, Wang Tong didn't notice the cunning look in Old Fart's eyes.
"Brat, now that your identity has been revealed, you can be considered to have achieved success and recognition. The two of us can be considered to be top-notch figures. Ma Xiaoru is a suitable match for you. It's not bad to be the Young Lord of the Saint Hall."
Old Fart laughed.
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