Just like that, the name Sea God Family became rather constraining.
If they displayed their cultivation and background, they would be unable to carry out missions or gain access to intelligence known only to top-tier powers such as the imperial family and Shrek.
If they revealed their cultivation and origins, then as long as Tang San still wanted to receive the subsistence allowance from Sea God faith in the days ahead, he would have to make the Sea God Family do some real work and deal with the Sun Moon Empire.
But if that happened, the Sea God Family would be exposed in the open and would be unable to do anything else.
Whenever Tang San thought of the frenzied and obsessive Power of Faith within Shura God's faith, he shuddered instinctively.
Those lower-realm followers of Shura God were even crazier and more murderous than he and the First Generation Shura God. They simply lacked the talent and were unqualified to come into contact with a god's domain.
If Mother of All Souls had not repeatedly stirred up trouble, how could he have risked absorbing the power within Shura faith?
After all, even the First Generation Shura God had not dared to casually absorb the Power of Faith within it.
If he ruined the Sea God Family's reputation over a bit of intelligence, the already extremely meager subsistence allowance from Sea God faith on Douluo Continent would dwindle even further.
At that thought, Tang San scratched his head irritably.
Back then, he had merely wanted to ensure that no one else could obtain Divine Slaughter's Domain, so he had tossed the Snow-Colored Swan Kiss into Slaughter City.
Yet by sheer coincidence, he had left Evil Soul Masters with nowhere to go. It was like setting off firecrackers in a cesspit—together,