Tang Chen Seeks Battle with Qian Daoliu

He still had not figured out a way to help Gui Mei achieve a secondary evolution of his martial soul.

This path was clearly a dead end, but that did not mean there were no other ways to help Gui Mei continue to solidify his foundation.

If he remembered correctly, the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng and the Lovesick Heartbreak Red were complementary immortal herbs.

They possessed extraordinary effects in strengthening the physique and replenishing vital energy and blood.

Since Gui Mei had already consumed the Lovesick Heartbreak Red, what if he were to find the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng for him before he reached the Title Douluo realm?

He would simply focus on overwhelming quantity.

Bibi Dong refused to believe that the power of two immortal herbs could not mend Gui Mei's deficiencies.

Even if Gui Mei ultimately could not reach the 99th-level realm, that was a completely different matter from him being unable to reach it himself.

It was better than letting it fall into Tang San's hands in the end.

The only uncertainty was whether the Speed Clan had already obtained this immortal herb during this period.

If it had truly fallen into their hands, how would he go about snatching it for himself?

Since this matter concerned Gui Mei's own cultivation, he would naturally have to arrange for him to go and search for it.

If he could obtain it, all the better; if not, he would just have to take things one step at a time.

For the next period of time, Bibi Dong focused all his efforts on cultivation.

He did not let a single moment go to waste.

In the blink of an eye, a year passed.

During this year, Bibi Dong increased his soul power by a full 4 levels, just one step away from breaking through to the Soul King realm.

He was now 13 years old.

Yue Guan had not only broken through to level 94 but had also worked with Golden Crocodile Douluo to further improve the Indestructible Diamond Body.

Yue Guan had even begun to tentatively deconstruct the Indestructible Diamond Body.

Throughout this year, besides his own cultivation, Gui Mei spent most of his time searching for the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng that Bibi Dong had mentioned.

Because Bibi Dong had suggested that this item might have fallen into the hands of the Speed Clan, Gui Mei had been lurking in the vicinity of the Speed Clan.

Currently, the Four Single-Attribute Clans were still under the protection of the Clear Sky Sect, and with the Speed Clan being related by marriage to the direct disciples of the Clear Sky Sect, even with Gui Mei's current stealth methods, he dared not approach easily.

After all, Tang Chen was a level 99 Limit Douluo.

No matter how confident Gui Mei was in his own stealth abilities, he dared not approach lightly.

Today, a major event occurred within the Clear Sky Sect.

"Wei'er, your father is going to seek the opportunity to become a god."

"I am handing the position of Sect Master over to you from here on out."

Tang Chen found his son, Tang Wei, and decided to pass down the position of Sect Master.

He had wanted to set off as early as a year ago.

The only reason he had delayed was that he was waiting—waiting for his son to make further progress and reach level 96, so that he could leave with peace of mind.

"Father, is it truly necessary to go?"

Tang Wei naturally knew his father's goals and ambitions, but the problem was, reaching the hundredth level to become a god was not such a simple matter.

He also believed that his father could surely create a miracle.

The problem was that the current Clear Sky Sect needed his father to hold the fort.

Once the news of Tang Chen's departure reached outsiders, could the Clear Sky Sect really remain as it had always been?

The confrontation at Martial Soul Hall a year ago had still had a significant impact on their Clear Sky Sect.

Even though he had now broken through to level 96, he still did not have enough confidence when facing Martial Soul Hall.

"Rest assured, before I leave, I will have a battle with Qian Daoliu and set a wager."

"Given that old man's character, as long as he makes a promise, he will never go back on it."

Tang Chen looked at the son before him, his eyes filled with deep disappointment.

As the next Sect Master of the Clear Sky Sect and the wielder of the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul, he lacked even the slightest bit of drive.

Perhaps level 96 was his ultimate limit.

No matter how dissatisfied he was, he was still his son, and for now, he could only pick the best among the mediocre.

However, the moment he thought of his grandsons, Tang Hao and Tang Xiao, Tang Chen's mood immediately improved.

It was true that the battle at Martial Soul Hall a year ago had caused Tang Hao to lose all face, but it had also ignited his competitive spirit.

The two brothers had been traveling across the continent this past year, constantly improving their strength, and had already carved out a formidable reputation.

Even Tang Xiao, whom he felt was a step behind, had been making rapid progress during this time.

As long as they both grew up, the Clear Sky Sect would be able to continue its glory even without him.

The position of Sect Master held by his son, Tang Wei, was merely temporary—a transitional measure.

"Father, must it really come to this?"

Tang Wei still felt that something was amiss.

Since his father intended for him to become the Sect Master, he should be considering this matter from the perspective of a Sect Master.

Their Clear Sky Sect and Martial Soul Hall were not mortal enemies; there was absolutely no need for things to reach this point.

If his father won this battle, everything would be fine, but if his father were to accidentally lose, then the bright future currently ahead of their Clear Sky Sect would cease to exist entirely.

Tang Wei could not understand why his father insisted on doing this.

"I have my own reasons for doing as I do; you need only fulfill your duties as Sect Master."

Tang Chen let out a cold snort, unwilling to say anything more to his foolish son.

Tang Chen then departed, heading straight for Martial Soul Hall.

This was a challenge, a provocation, and also a entrustment.

Even he himself did not know what the final outcome of seeking the path to godhood would be.

Therefore, he feared that if he were to leave, the Clear Sky Sect might truly fall into an irrecoverable decline.

He needed to entrust it to someone he could trust.

Although he did not particularly care for Qian Daoliu's personality, Tang Chen had to admit that Qian Daoliu was a man worthy of trust.

Meanwhile, at the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Yu Xiaogang had finally succeeded in breaking through to level 10 after a full year of effort.

The time had come for him to hunt for his soul ring.

It had taken a full six years, averaging one level of soul power per year, even with the assistance of various resources.

The reason for such slow progress was that Yu Xiaogang had begun his research into soul master theory earlier than in the original timeline, which had led to this result.

"Finally, I've broken through."

Having successfully reached level 10, Yu Xiaogang suddenly felt as though the world had opened up before him.

To have cultivated to level 10 in a mere six years with an Innate Soul Power of only half a level could be considered a historic achievement.

Yu Xiaogang felt quite self-satisfied.

The reason for this mindset was his belief that his current cultivation was entirely due to his own research into martial soul theory.

He was certain that once he obtained his first soul ring, his own martial soul and talent would undergo a qualitative change.

"Father, Second Uncle, all of you look down on me, but now I am going to prove one thing to you all: I, Yu Xiaogang, am no trash!"