To Trick Tang Hao, You Must Trick Him Hard (Bonus Chapter for Brain)

"You treacherous villain, you wicked thief, you Qian-thief! You've ruined my opportunity; I could eat your flesh, strip your skin, and turn your skull into a chamber pot!" Tang Hao seethed with impotent rage in his heart.

The young Tang Hao felt like nothing more than a helpless boy at this moment.

With just a few words, Qian Xunji, that middle-aged, dashing man, had snatched away his treasure.

If he hadn't known that the gap in their strength was as vast as that between a dragon and an ant, he would have already charged forward to fight to the death.

Tang Hao was determined to make Qian Xunji understand the true power of the Clear Sky Hammer and why it was the number one tool spirit in the world.

Knowing his strength was insufficient, he swore that once he achieved success in his cultivation, he would hammer Qian Xunji until he was bedridden and unable to rise.

Beyond that mysterious Armor Douluo, he now had one more target for his revenge.

Tang Hao shouted in his heart: "Spirit Hall has existed for a hundred years, and the Clear Sky Sect for a hundred years—don't you dare bully your Brother Hao just because he's young!"

Anyway, you bully me for being young and weak, and I can't beat you yet.

What Tang Hao did not know was that the mysterious Armor Douluo who killed his beloved grandfather, Tang Chen, was actually Qian Xunji himself.

"Lord Sea God, I once heard that the second-tier god, the Food God, left a legacy on the Douluo Continent. It is said that if a food-type spirit master can reach the Titled Douluo realm before the age of forty, they can obtain his divine trial."

Qian Xunji spoke, his tone deepening as he mentioned the "second-tier god, the Food God."

His goal was simple: to turn up the pressure on Tang Hao and drive him to his breaking point.

In the original story, Tang Hao only became a Titled Douluo at the age of forty-four.

He was hailed as the record-breaker for the fastest age to reach the Titled Douluo realm.

He possessed top-tier spirit bones and had the sacrifice of his wife, A Yin, a hundred-thousand-year spirit beast.

"That is true." Sea God Poseidon nodded in affirmation, then changed his tone, sounding somewhat frustrated by their lack of potential. "It is a pity, though. Among those food-type spirit masters, let alone reaching the Titled Douluo realm before forty, not a single one has even managed to reach the Titled Douluo level of spirit power at all."

Poseidon might as well have had "a bunch of trash" written across his face.

However, this was the Food God's business, and it had little to do with him.

Besides, the Food God and his wife were together, living a good life; unlike him, a lonely bachelor god who could only hang out with the Asura God, that king of bachelors.

The people present were shocked upon hearing this.

The moment they learned of such an opportunity to become a god, their excitement lasted less than a second before being doused with a bucket of cold water.

A food-type spirit master reaching the Titled Douluo realm before forty.

To obtain the chance to become a god was clearly not something an ordinary person could achieve.

A forty-year-old Titled Douluo—let alone for a food-type spirit master with slow cultivation, even for an assault-type battle spirit master, it was nearly impossible to reach such a realm.

"Forty years old... that is a forty-year-old Titled Douluo. Even Grandfather did not reach the Titled Douluo realm before the age of forty," Tang Hao lamented in his heart.

Becoming a god was truly not that easy.

Such a rigid age requirement was simply terrifying.

"So it is true." Qian Xunji wore an expression of surprise, then shifted the topic: "Thank you, Lord Sea God, for clearing up my confusion."

"I imagine that as a first-tier god, your divine trials must be even more difficult than those of a second-tier god."

"Becoming a Titled Douluo before thirty."

"Breaking through to a Limit Douluo before forty."

"And before fifty, one must complete all divine trials to inherit the Sea God Position."

Poseidon thought to himself: I do have such thoughts, but reality doesn't allow it. I also want a workaholic successor like you, who has completed almost all the divine trials in just five years.

But he knew that a workaholic like Qian Xunji—someone with strength, methods, strong execution, and firm willpower—was even rarer than a Child of Destiny.

Not to mention that this workaholic was also a bachelor, with not even a woman by his side.

During the divine trials, he never returned home.

He never contacted his family.

He never contacted his friends.

He poured his heart and soul into the trials, eating on the fly.

He was simply not human.

Together with the Asura God, who didn't act like a god either, he was truly a successor to the king of bachelors, and a bachelor himself.

Seeing that Lord Sea God Poseidon did not refute Qian Xunji's words, Tang Hao's heart turned cold.

The seawater was too cold, and his spirit was dampened.

A Titled Douluo at thirty?

Even if he didn't rest, eat, drink, or use the bathroom twenty-four hours a day, and split every minute into two—

Tang Hao: Kid, I can't do it!

And that requirement of being a Limit Douluo by forty was even more outrageous!

When a spirit master becomes a Titled Douluo after absorbing their ninth spirit ring, their spirit power is at level 91.

How many Titled Douluos toil for years just to raise their spirit power from level 91 to 92?

The gap between level 95 and level 96 is a hurdle that the vast majority of Titled Douluo never cross in their entire lives.

From level 96 onwards, every single level is a hurdle, and each one can trap a person for a lifetime.

Tang Hao: His grandfather Tang Chen was a man of such brilliant talent and peerless aptitude, yet he was nearly a hundred years old by the time he cultivated to a level 99 Limit Douluo.

Although Tang Hao was confident he could surpass his grandfather Tang Chen, asking him to reach the level 99 Limit Douluo realm before the age of 50 was impossible.

That was absolutely out of the question.

Unless he were given a full set of six 100,000-year Spirit Bones and four 100,000-year Spirit Rings, perhaps he could give it a shot.

Bo Saixi watched Tang Hao's dejected, crestfallen appearance, looking like a defeated rooster, and sneered in her heart.

She, Bo Saixi, was a level 99 Sea God Douluo who possessed the God-Bestowed Martial Soul, the Sea God Martial Soul.

She was intelligent, gifted, and possessed outstanding beauty... in what way was she not superior to Tang Hao?

Even I did not reach the Titled Douluo realm before the age of thirty. How could a fellow like you, with a so-called top-tier tool Martial Soul and innate full Spirit Power, possibly achieve it? she sneered inwardly.

With Lord Sea God Poseidon present, she dared not speak these thoughts aloud, but she could certainly mock him in her mind.

However, Bo Saixi knew that Qian Xunji was only in his forties this year.

Five years ago, before he had even reached the age of forty, he already possessed the cultivation of a level 99 Limit Douluo.

A man who walked the talk was certainly not some stupid, wicked scoundrel who only knew how to run his mouth.

"Lord Sea God, I still need to head to the Valley of Universe Inquiry, the inheritance site of the Love God on the Sun Moon Continent, to seek my fortune. I shall take my leave now."

After dropping this final bombshell, Qian Xunji decisively turned to leave.

His time was precious; he could not afford to waste it on the Tang family of the Clear Sky Sect.

Next, he would wait for the situation to ferment.

He would let the brothers Tang Xiao and Tang Hao become estranged and divided.

Bo Saixi's small gestures of disgust and disdain toward Tang Hao did not escape Qian Xunji's spiritual perception.

It was foreseeable that there would be a good show to watch in the future.

"Asura Successor, not everyone can be as excellent as you," Sea God Poseidon sighed, watching Qian Xunji's receding back, and spoke in a melancholy tone.

The Sea God felt regret—regret for not acting sooner.

If He had known Qian Xunji was this outstanding, He should have stepped in to snatch him up the moment Asura expressed disdain for the man's fighting style.

With Qian Xunji's drive, had he received the Sea God's trials, he would surely have cleared them in three years and ascended to the God Realm within a century.

"Lord Sea God, you need not lament. What Qian Xunji can do, I can also accomplish!" Tang Hao cupped his fists, his voice ringing with strength and conviction.

His grandfather had told him that Qian Xunji's talent was inferior to his own.

If Qian Xunji could do it, why couldn't he?

"It is good that you have confidence," Poseidon said indifferently.

He did not expect Tang Hao to reach the heights of Qian Xunji.

As long as the man could pass all of His divine trials (the watered-down version), inherit the divine position, and ascend to the God Realm as soon as possible to grant Him freedom, that would suffice.

Regarding Tang Hao, or rather the Tang family of the Clear Sky Sect, Poseidon never expected them to reach the heights of Qian Xunji.

If they possessed even one-tenth of that man's talent and temperament, He would be satisfied.