"Treacherous bastard, vile bastard, Qian bastard! You ruined my opportunity! I hate you so much I want to eat your flesh, peel your skin, and turn your skull into a chamber pot!" Tang Hao raged impotently inside.
The young Tang Hao now looked like a powerless youth.
With just one sentence, Qian Xunji, that handsome middle-aged man, had snatched away his treasure.
If he had not known that the gap in their strength was as vast as that between a dragon and an ant, he would probably have rushed forward and fought him to the death already.
Tang Hao would definitely make Qian Xunji understand just how powerful the Clear Sky Hammer was, and why the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul was the number one weapon Martial Soul in the world.
Knowing that he was not strong enough, he swore that once his cultivation succeeded in the future, he would hammer Qian Xunji into a hospital bed so hard that he would never be able to get up.
Besides that mysterious Armor Douluo, he now had another target for revenge.
Tang Hao shouted inwardly, "A century of Spirit Hall, a century of Clear Sky Sect—don't bully Brother Hao for being young!"
Anyway, you bullied me because I was young and weak. I can't beat you either.
What Tang Hao did not know was that the mysterious Armor Douluo who had killed his beloved grandfather Tang Chen was actually Qian Xunji himself.
"Sea God Excellency, I once heard that the Second-Level God Food God left behind an inheritance on Douluo Continent. So long as a food-system Spirit Master reaches Titled Douluo before the age of forty, they can obtain a God Trial."
Qian Xunji spoke up to ask, emphasizing the words "Second-Level God Food God."
His purpose was simple: turn up the pressure on Tang Hao and screw him over to the bitter end.
In the original story, Tang Hao only became a Titled Douluo at the age of forty-four.
He was hailed as the record-holder for becoming a Titled Douluo at the youngest age.
He had a full set of top-tier Spirit Bones, as well as his wife Ah Yin, a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, sacrificing herself for him.
"This is true." Poseidon nodded in confirmation, then changed the subject with some disappointment. "Unfortunately, let alone breaking through to Titled Douluo before forty, not a single food-system Spirit Master has even reached the Titled Douluo level of Soul Power."
Poseidon was practically one step away from writing "a bunch of trash" across his face.
But this was the Food God's business and had little to do with him.
Besides, the Food God and his wife were living quite comfortably together. Unlike him, a single male god who could only hang around with Asura God, another lonely bachelor.
Everyone present was deeply shocked upon hearing this.
After learning of such an opportunity to become a god, they were excited for less than a second before having cold water dumped over their heads.
A food-system Spirit Master becoming a Titled Douluo before the age of forty.
As expected, the opportunity to become a god was not something ordinary people could obtain.
A forty-year-old Titled Douluo was nearly impossible even for assault-type Battle Spirit Masters, let alone food-system Spirit Masters, whose cultivation was slower.
"Forty... a Titled Douluo at forty. Even Grandfather did not break through to the Titled Douluo realm before turning forty." Tang Hao was filled with emotion.
Becoming a god truly was not so easy.
Such a rigid age requirement was simply terrifying.
"It's actually true." Qian Xunji revealed a surprised expression, then shifted the topic. "Thank you, Sea God Excellency, for clearing up my doubts."
"I presume that as a First-Level God, your God Trial requirements would be even more difficult than those of a Second-Level God."
"Become a Titled Douluo before thirty."
"Break through to Limit Douluo before forty."
"Before turning fifty, all God Trials must be completed in order to inherit the Sea God Position."
Poseidon complained inwardly, I did have such thoughts, but reality does not allow it. I also want an overachieving successor like you, someone who nearly completed all the God Trial requirements in just five years.
But he knew that someone like Qian Xunji—powerful, capable, highly efficient, and unwavering in will—was even rarer than a Child of Destiny.
Not to mention that this overachiever was also a lonely bachelor, without even a woman by his side.
During his God Trials, he did not go home.
He did not contact his family.
He did not contact his friends.
He devoted himself wholeheartedly to the God Trials, even eating while flying.
He was simply inhuman.
Together with that god who did not act like a god, Asura God, he was truly a successor among lonely bachelors—and a lonely bachelor himself.
When Tang Hao saw that Sea God Poseidon did not refute Qian Xunji's words, his heart went cold.
The seawater was too cold, while his heart soared away.
A Titled Douluo before thirty?
Even if he went twenty-four hours a day without rest, food, drink, or toilet breaks, squeezing one minute into two—
Tang Hao: I can't do it!
The requirement of becoming a Limit Douluo before forty was even more excessive!
When a Spirit Master absorbed Spirit Rings and became a Titled Douluo, their Soul Power Level was level 91.
How many Titled Douluo spent years cultivating bitterly just to raise their Soul Power from level 91 to level 92?
The gap between levels 95 and 96 was a hurdle, one that the overwhelming majority of Titled Douluo could never cross in their entire lives.
From level 96 onward, every single level was a hurdle, each one blocking a lifetime.
Tang Hao: Grandfather Tang Chen was such a peerless genius, blessed with extraordinary talent, yet he was nearly a hundred years old when he reached level 99 Limit Douluo.
Tang Hao was confident that he could surpass his grandfather Tang Chen, but asking him to raise his Soul Power to level 99 Limit Douluo before the age of fifty—
That was absolutely impossible.
Unless he were given a complete set of six Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones and four Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Rings, perhaps he could give it a try.
When Bo Saixi saw Tang Hao looking as dispirited as a defeated rooster, utterly hopeless, she sneered inwardly.
She, Bo Saixi, was a level 99 Sea God Douluo and possessed the God-Bestowed Martial Soul, the Sea God Martial Soul.
She was intelligent, exceptionally gifted, and beautiful... in what way was she inferior to Tang Hao?
Even I did not reach the Titled Douluo realm before thirty. How could you, with your so-called top-tier weapon Martial Soul and Innate Full Soul Power, possibly do it? she sneered inwardly.
With Sea God Poseidon present, she did not dare say it aloud, but she could complain inwardly.
However, Bo Saixi knew that Qian Xunji was only in his forties this year.
Five years ago, before he had even turned forty, he already possessed the cultivation of a level 99 Limit Douluo.
Someone who only spoke after accomplishing something was not some idiotically evil bastard who simply ran his mouth.
"Sea God Excellency, I still need to travel to the Valley of Universe Inquiry, the inheritance site of the Love God on Sun Moon Continent, to seek an opportunity. I shall take my leave first."
After dropping the final bombshell, Qian Xunji decisively bid farewell and departed.
His time was precious. He could not waste it on the Tang Family of the Clear Sky Sect.
Next, all he had to do was wait for time to ferment matters.
Let Tang Xiao and Tang Hao, the two brothers, become estranged.
Bo Saixi's small gestures of disgust and disdain toward Tang Hao had not escaped Qian Xunji's spiritual perception.
It was foreseeable that there would definitely be a good show in the future.
"Asura Successor, not everyone can be as outstanding as you." Poseidon watched Qian Xunji's departing back and sighed softly.
The Sea God regretted it—regretted not acting sooner.
If he had known Qian Xunji was this outstanding, then when Asura had disliked Qian Xunji's fighting style, he should have personally stepped in and snatched him away.
With Qian Xunji's drive, if he had received the Sea God Divine Trial, he would surely have cleared it in three years and ascended to the God Realm within a century.
"Sea God, there is no need for you to sigh. Whatever Qian Xunji can do, I can do as well!" Tang Hao clasped his fists, his voice sonorous and forceful.
His grandfather had told him that Qian Xunji's talent was inferior to his own.
If Qian Xunji could do it, why could he not?
"It is good that you have confidence." Poseidon replied indifferently.
He did not expect Tang Hao to reach Qian Xunji's level.
So long as Tang Hao could pass all of his God Trials—the watered-down seawater version—inherit the Godhood, and ascend to the God Realm as soon as possible, granting him freedom, that would be enough.
Toward Tang Hao—or rather, the Tang Family of the Clear Sky Sect—Poseidon had never expected them to reach Qian Xunji's height.
If they possessed even one-tenth of Qian Xunji's talent and temperament, he would be satisfied.
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