**Chapter 283: Tang San's Conjecture**

**Chapter 283: Tang San's Conjecture**

"Yes, of course I know. Whether it's the hidden arrows, Zhuge's magic crossbow, or other hidden weapons, they were all created by me. In my previous life, I compiled all those hidden weapons in my Tang Sect's 'Xuan Tian Bao Lu,'" Tang San nodded heavily, speaking without hesitation.

In his mind, the creators of these hidden weapons must have been the descendants who obtained the "Xuan Tian Bao Lu"—compiled by him ten thousand years later or even further into the future. He believed he had traveled to this era and discovered that these hidden weapons were made even earlier than his time.

Plagiarism. This was an outright shameless act of plagiarism. He was eager to find out who the culprit was, the one who used the hidden weapons he had invented to target him—the very founder of the Tang Sect.

What he didn't realize was that the "Xuan Tian Bao Lu" was not actually compiled by him. Rather, he had brought it to the Douluo Continent from another world.

In his previous life, he had used the "Xuan Tian Bao Lu" to establish the Tang Sect in the Douluo Continent, which flourished for ten thousand years before its decline. In Douluo, he was the undisputed ancestor of the Tang Sect.

As for the Tang Sect in another world, it had no direct connection to the Tang Sect of Douluo; they merely shared the same name. He was the only true ancestor of the Tang Sect in Douluo.

After hearing his disciple's words, Yu Xiaogang hurried back to his dormitory and brought the Zhuge Divine Crossbow, which he had purchased from an auction house, to Tang San's bedside.

When Tang San saw the Zhuge Divine Crossbow, he examined it carefully and frowned. "This... this is the Zhuge Divine Crossbow made by Senior Lou Gao? How is this possible? Senior Lou Gao should still be in Gengxin City. How could he…?"

"This Zhuge Divine Crossbow was made by Zhao Ling's men. It was produced more than ten or twenty years ago," Yu Xiaogang explained. "Previously, only the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and Spirit Hall had access to it. Recently, a small batch has begun to appear in auction houses. I even borrowed money from the dean to buy it. Can you see the trick here?"

When Tang San heard this, he was completely stunned. The Zhuge Divine Crossbow was made by the Demon Suppression Douluo's subordinates? Had they started mass-producing it over ten or twenty years ago?

In other words, Senior Lou Gao had joined the Demon Suppression Douluo's side more than ten or twenty years ago? That wasn't the worst part. These hidden weapons were also being sold to the Spirit Hall and the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

Shameless! How could this be? The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect had been his old client and his future sponsor. But now, it seemed their demand for hidden weapons had already been met. How would he profit from them now?

Tang San cursed internally, lamenting Zhao Ling's ancestors for generations.

Wait a second. Could it be that Zhao Ling was someone who traveled from the future—maybe even from ten thousand years later?

It seemed very possible, even likely. Zhao Ling could have traveled to this time with the strength he had at the peak of his power. How else could he have known Senior Lou Gao, and how could he possess the method to make these hidden weapons recorded in the "Xuan Tian Bao Lu"?

Damn it! When Tang San became a god, he felt that these hidden weapons circulating in the world were disrupting the natural order. That's why he had collected them and prohibited their widespread use.

But now, Tang San regretted it deeply. If he had known, he would never have passed on the "Xuan Tian Bao Lu." If the book hadn't been passed down, Zhao Ling wouldn't have been able to use these hidden weapons to target him, the founder of the Tang Sect. Damn it.

Tang San clenched his teeth, wishing he could tear Zhao Ling to pieces. But he also knew that the other Demon Suppressing Douluo had traveled from the future in his prime, making him a tremendous threat.

He feared that Zhao Ling already knew of his existence, and perhaps the beating he had received was orchestrated by someone sent by Zhao Ling.

However, the other party was a Titled Douluo, while Tang San was still so young. He believed that the Demon Suppressing Douluo would not immediately take action against him.

So, there was still a chance for Tang San to grow stronger. If he could inherit the powers of the Sea God and the Asura God, he would ascend to godhood. At that point, crushing Zhao Ling would be as easy as crushing an ant.

But the feeling of being overshadowed by such immense power made Tang San feel as though there was a thorn in his throat. It was even more terrifying than the time when he was under the shadow of Spirit Hall in his previous life. At least Spirit Hall had never targeted him before his identity was exposed.

But Zhao Ling—this Demon Suppressing Douluo—would arrange for someone to deal with him, which made him feel as though he was facing a cowardly villain who would use subordinates to do his dirty work.

Now, Zhao Ling didn't know that Tang San viewed him this way. But if he did, he wouldn't have cared. After all, Zhao Ling had killed Tang San's great-grandfather and kidnapped his mother, wife, and even his daughter. If anyone had a problem with that, Zhao Ling wasn't the type to argue with a six-year-old.

When Yu Xiaogang saw Tang San's changing expression, he asked what was wrong and whether Tang San had figured out the problem.

Tang San then told Yu Xiaogang about the possibility that Zhao Ling might have traveled back from the future, which made Yu Xiaogang go numb.

He had only heard of time travel from the distant future to the past twice—once from this disciple and the other time from Zhao Ling. However, Yu Xiaogang couldn't say for sure whether Zhao Ling had genuinely traveled from the distant future to the past; he only believed it was a possibility.

If that was the case, Yu Xiaogang had to consider what kind of grudge Zhao Ling might have with his disciple to make him go so far as to travel through time and cause trouble.

Tang San couldn't figure it out either. He thought to himself that he had always been kind and tactful in his dealings with others. He shouldn't have offended anyone. Even those he had offended, such as Spirit Hall, had been wiped out, leaving only Qian Renxue, whose throne had been shattered.

Wait... Could Zhao Ling be a descendant of Qian Renxue?

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