Douluo Plane.
The heavens were kind today. The sky was blue, the clouds were white, the sun shone brightly, and the sea breeze was mild.
The sea was calm, its waves rising and falling by no more than half a meter.
A large sailing ship traveling between Sea God Island and Vast Sea City on the Douluo Continent sailed steadily onward.
The members of the Clear Sky Tang Clan aboard wore unpleasant expressions. It was their first time crossing the sea by ship, and such a long voyage made them deeply uncomfortable.
The constantly swaying vessel made them dizzy.
Being stuck aboard for so long, bored and unable to cultivate properly, made them irritable.
"Your Excellency Sea Dragon, may I ask how much longer the ship must sail before reaching Sea God Island?" Tang Xiao emerged from the cabin and walked onto the deck. Seeing Sea Dragon Douluo watching Bo Saixi with a smile, he asked respectfully.
"Soon." Sea Dragon Douluo did not grow angry at being interrupted while alone with the High Priestess. His tone was merely calm and distant.
The successor chosen by the Sea God might be able to pass every God Trial and inherit Sea God Poseidon's Godhood.
But inheriting the Sea God Position required the High Priestess to sacrifice her life to initiate the final inheritance ritual.
As Bo Saixi's devoted admirer, Sea Dragon Douluo was unwilling, and he did not want the woman he loved to sacrifice herself for another man.
Even if it was Sea God Poseidon's command, and even if it was meant to bring forth a new Sea God.
Tang Xiao's expression did not change, but he was highly dissatisfied with Sea Dragon Douluo's perfunctory reply.
Yesterday, he had said "soon." Today, he was still saying "soon."
How was that any different from gamblers who said, "I'll pay tomorrow," only to say the same thing again when tomorrow came?
Yet asking Bo Saixi—the dignified and elegant woman with her expressionless face, devoid of emotional fluctuations and seemingly keeping everyone at arm's length—was somewhat difficult for Tang Xiao.
"Someone is coming." Bo Saixi suddenly spoke, her tone more solemn than ever before.
Her voice alerted everyone aboard the ship. People rushed onto the deck from the cabins, the stern, and elsewhere.
Everyone looked ahead.
Dark clouds pressed down from above as Lightning flashed and thunder roared.
Massive waves rose across the sea.
"A storm is coming," a Sea Soul Master reminded everyone.
"No, that is not a storm. It is not a natural phenomenon." Bo Saixi's tone carried anger.
She was a level 99 Limit Douluo, the wielder of the Sea God Martial Soul, with spiritual power at the peak of the Spirit Domain Realm.
Others were too weak and could only assume it was a natural storm, but she clearly knew that this phenomenon had been created by someone.
And the man responsible was the one Bo Saixi "hated most."
A bolt of lightning struck, leaving everyone shocked and unable to react.
When Lightning and thunder faded, everyone heard a crackling sound.
A handsome man with silver hair, crimson eyes, and white robes appeared before them, standing upright in the air.
"Is that Qian Xunji, the Pope of Soul Hall?" Seeing the familiar face of the newcomer, Tang Xiao was deeply puzzled. "Why have his hair and eye colors changed?"
Could his martial soul have undergone a later mutation?
"Asura Successor, the sea does not welcome you!" The moment Bo Saixi saw Qian Xunji, she immediately became agitated.
The Sea Soul Masters from Sea God Island knew the truth and were unsurprised by this scene.
When Sea Dragon Douluo saw Qian Xunji arrive, his burly body began trembling involuntarily. Anger appeared on his face, but he did not dare voice it.
He knew full well that the gap in strength between himself and Qian Xunji was an insurmountable chasm.
The Clear Sky Tang Clan members, who did not know the truth, watched Bo Saixi—a woman usually dignified, elegant, expressionless, and seemingly as emotionless as a goddess walking among mortals—actually grow angry.
The contrast was simply overwhelming, carrying a unique charm.
The goddess had gained a touch of mortal warmth.
The twin Lightning bolts before her chest trembled violently.
Qian Xunji directly ignored Bo Saixi, who had become like a shrew upon seeing him.
He had stopped cultivating mainly because he had spotted Tang Xiao out at sea.
The original Qian Xunji was only a few years apart in age from Tang Xiao and had met him several times. Tang Chen and Tang Zhen had even brought Tang Xiao to congratulate him on the day of his papal ascension ceremony, so Qian Xunji recognized him at a glance.
Tang Xiao mingling with the Sea Soul Masters of Sea God Island successfully caught his attention and piqued his interest.
[Name: Tang Hao] [Nickname: Secret Room Douluo's Strictest Father]
System Appraisal was being naughty again.
Young, hygienic, and dressed fairly cleanly, Tang Hao had a rugged appearance. Little Hao.
Why were Tang Xiao and Tang Hao, this pair of brothers, along with a group of direct descendants of the Clear Sky Tang Clan who possessed the Clear Sky Hammer, out at sea?
Qian Xunji turned his gaze to Tang Xiao, a teasing glint flashing through his eyes as he immediately took advantage of him. "Isn't this my dear nephew Tang Xiao? Why did you come to the sea when you're so unwilling to live?"
"The sea is very dangerous. You are weak and cannot fly, so hurry back to the continent. Otherwise, your father may end up burying his son."
Ignored by Qian Xunji, Bo Saixi was so furious that she panted heavily, her eyes red as she shouted, "Ninth Soul Skill, Summon Sea God!"
This time, Qian Xunji had done nothing at all.
So what if Bo Saixi summoned Sea God Poseidon down?
A massive Sea God Phantom appeared over the sea as a strand of Sea God Divine Sense answered the summons and descended into the lower realm.
The great sucker, the punching bag, Sea God Poseidon had arrived.
Blue-gold special effects swirled around him. His presence was imposing, and his oppressive aura was overwhelming.
The Sea Soul Masters saw Sea God Poseidon descend and immediately knelt in worship without another word.
The members of the Clear Sky Tang Clan saw this and felt the unmatched, irresistible power emanating from Sea God Poseidon—a power far beyond Tang Chen, Qian Daoliu, and Bo Saixi.
Their knees bent, and they knelt.
There was no shame in kneeling before a god.
But as Tang Hao knelt to worship the Sea God, Qian Xunji flashed before him and stood with his hands behind his back, facing away from Tang Hao.
On a whim, he simply wanted to take advantage of Little Hao, and then he acted on it.
"Qian Xunji!" Tang Hao's eyes were about to split from rage. That bastard Qian Xunji actually dared take advantage of me! I, Tang Hao, am kneeling to Sea God Poseidon, not to you, the Pope of Soul Hall!
Tang Hao swore that he would definitely beat Qian Xunji senseless for taking advantage of him.
He would make Qian Xunji kneel back in return for this kneel.
The other Clear Sky Tang Clan members, who had likewise been taken advantage of by Qian Xunji, cursed the shameless Pope of Soul Hall in their hearts.
We were clearly only worshipping Sea God Poseidon, not you, the Pope of Soul Hall.
You, the Pope of Soul Hall, have quite the nerve. Not only did you refuse to kneel and worship Sea God Poseidon, you even dared behave so rudely before him.
You actually came to claim the kneeling of our Clear Sky Tang Clan before Sea God Poseidon.
If Sea God Poseidon were not watching from before us, we would surely summon our Clear Sky Hammer martial souls and pound you, the Pope of Soul Hall, into cake.
We will make you understand: the number one Clear Sky Sect in the world, the number one Clear Sky Hammer in the world, the peerless War Soul Hammer, the towering Clear Sky Sect.
Must not be insulted!
Must not be deceived!
And must especially not be taken advantage of!
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