The Power of a God

After leaving Haoyang Cliff, Bai He entered a courtyard with a garden, glanced around, and quickly walked towards a flower bush.

As she walked, Bai He took out a beautifully packaged flat gift box from the Storage Soul Tool at her waist.

A few steps away from the flowerbed, the Bai He stopped, holding the gift box in its right hand. It raised it slightly, a gentle smile on its face, and spoke softly:

"Yuehua, look what your uncle brought you—"

"..."

A few breaths later, Bai He looked at the motionless flower bushes, her smile unchanged, but a hint of pity and helplessness appeared in her eyes.

"Yuehua, didn't you say you liked music last time?" Bai He continued, "Your uncle asked someone to find the most skilled craftsman on the continent, the Divine Craftsman Lou Gao, to specially commission this little harp."

"The main body is made of 3,000-year-old ' Fragrant Consort Wood,' and the strings are made from either thousand-year-old silkworm-like Soul Beast or special alloy wires personally crafted by the Divine Craftsman Lou Gao..."

"Yuehua, listen—"

As Bai He spoke, he opened the gift box and took out a small harp that was about 90 centimeters tall and about 50 centimeters wide at its widest point. He held the body of the harp against his body with his left hand and extended his right index finger to pluck and release a string.

"Bite--!"

On the rooftop of another courtyard a few dozen meters away, two tall figures stood side by side, watching the Bai He's movements. Their usually resolute faces were now etched with a hint of bitterness.

"Hateful!"

Tang Hao gritted his teeth, feeling powerless for the first time.

"Brother Hao." Tang Xiao placed his hand on Tang Hao's shoulder and said in a low voice, "When Mother was pregnant with Yuehua, she was born with congenital deficiencies due to Mother's injuries... Later, after giving birth to Yuehua, Mother exhausted all her Life force..."

Tang Xiao paused, the words he was about to say stuck in his throat. His sorrow was no less than that of his younger brother Tang Hao beside him, and in the end, he did not utter the word.

"We thought that for the past six years, under our care, Yuehua had been as healthy as an ordinary child. Who knew that she was still lacking the most crucial Heavenly Yuan— "

Just a few days ago, Tang Hao went into seclusion to absorb one of the three inherited Soul Bone of the Clear Sky Sect, and his Soul Power jumped to level 53. There is still a lot of potential that has not been explored. After he came out of seclusion, his younger sister Tang Yuehua was undergoing Martial Soul Awakening.

Just when everyone thought it was a triple celebration, Tang Yuehua unexpectedly suffered a malignant mutation in her Martial Soul. She neither inherited the Tang Family's "Clear Sky Hammer" Martial Soul nor the Bai Clan's "Sharp-Tailed Swift" Martial Soul from her mother's side. Instead, she awakened a ring-shaped Martial Soul that resembled a Ruyi scepter but was neither gold nor jade.

With Innate Soul Power, the "Soul Testing Crystal" only lit up a faint light that was so weak it could be extinguished at any moment, barely qualifying as level 0.

"Big brother!"

Tang Hao turned to look at Tang Xiao, his gaze resolute, and said, "I'm going to tell Father that I want to travel the continent with you!"

"I believe we can definitely find a way to compensate for Yuehua's innate deficiencies, allowing her to continue cultivating!"

"Brother Hao."

Looking at Tang Hao's somewhat stubborn eyes, Tang Xiao shook his head helplessly and said, "Even Grandpa couldn't do anything about the Yuehua's malignantly mutated Martial Soul. How could there be any other method on the continent that allows someone with zero level of Innate Soul Power to continue cultivating?"

Who is the grandfather of these two brothers? He is a being who stands at the pinnacle of the Douluo Continent, the closest to a god!

If even such an existence says they are helpless, then it basically means that Tang Yuehua's path to becoming Soul Master is over!

"I don't believe it!"

Upon hearing this, Tang Hao's expression turned ugly. He left those words behind and vanished from the spot in an instant.

Tang Xiao knew that his younger brother must have gone to the place where his grandfather was in seclusion to ask his grandfather for confirmation.

Looking back at Tang Yuehua's courtyard, Uncle Bai He was still holding the carefully prepared harp, whispering something to the figure hiding in the flowers. His face was full of concern and care, without the Sisi impatience.

Tang Xiao murmured a few times, sighed, and disappeared from the spot the next second.

At the summit of Haoyang Cliff, a large rock juts out and hangs suspended in mid-air.

A figure sat cross-legged at the very front of a large rock, with his back to a cliff hundreds of feet high. Several birds occasionally flew by, and some even landed on the figure's shoulders and knees.

To these birds, the figure appeared to be just another part of the ' Haoyang Cliff,' like the large rock protruding beneath him.

"Whoosh—!"

With a whoosh of wind, Tang Hao's tall and strong figure appeared on the cliff top in front of the large rock.

The overwhelming, undisguised energy startled several birds perched on the rock, causing them to flap their wings and hurriedly fly away.

"Grandfather!"

Tang Hao ignored the ants-like birds that flew away, and simply stood there obediently, calling out softly.

As Tang Hao called out, the figure sitting quietly at the front of the large rock, resembling a stone statue, opened its eyes.

There was no dazzling light, nor any extraordinary celestial phenomenon; the eyes simply opened in an ordinary way. Yet, when Tang Hao looked directly into those eyes, he lost his composure and all his attention was drawn to them.

"Hao'er".

Tang Chen looked at his youngest grandson, the most talented among his descendants, and a few emotional fluctuations appeared in his usually calm eyes.

"Grandfather!"

Another shout rang out; it was Tang Xiao, who had also arrived at the cliff top and stood beside Tang Hao.

"Grandpa, Yuehua, she..." Tang Hao, who had just come to his senses, took a half step forward and looked at Tang Chen, wanting to ask as soon as he could.

"Sigh—!" Before Tang Hao could finish asking, Tang Chen, who had already sensed Tang Hao's intentions, shook his head and said directly, "Yue'er's congenital deficiency is something that cannot be changed by human effort."

"In my opinion, even if Yueya diligently cultivates and has the support of various resources from the sect, she will only be able to cultivate to the ninth level of Soul Power in the end."

"After that, I'm afraid it will be... sigh—!"

"How could this be—?!" Tang Hao exclaimed softly upon hearing this, still somewhat unwilling to accept the answer.

"Grandpa," Tang Xiao, now thirty-five, was much more composed. Seeing Tang Chen's calm and natural expression, a thought suddenly struck him. He stepped forward, standing beside Tang Hao once more, and asked, "Do you have any other plans?"

"Xiao'er, you're very good." Tang Chen's gaze shifted to Tang Xiao, his eyes filled with the same satisfaction as when he looked at Tang Hao. He nodded and said:

"As I just said, Yue's condition is beyond human control..."

"Then I will go and seek power beyond human capabilities!"

"The power of God!"

"Power belonging to the gods?!" *2

The two brothers Tang Xiao and Tang Hao, repeated it in unison, looking at Tang Chen with suspicion and uncertainty. Tang Chen's aura seemed to have changed, yet it also seemed unchanged.

Tang Chen shook his head, offering no explanation. After a few moments of contemplation, he finally reached into his robes and retrieved a brand-new letter.

Tang Chen tossed the letter steadily into Tang Xiao's hands, who was more than ten meters away. With a flick of his wrist, two pale golden, transparent beams of light shot toward the two brothers.

Out of complete trust in their grandfather Tang Chen, the two brothers, Tang Xiao and Tang Hao, did not dodge, allowing the pale golden transparent light to enter their foreheads.

The next moment, the two brothers found that a vivid map had appeared in their minds.

Just then, Tang Chen's voice rang in the brothers' ears:

"Deliver the letter to Sea God Island and give it to the high priest there, Bo Saixi..."

"Although Yue 'Martial Soul has undergone a malignant mutation and her Innate Soul Power is extremely low, by some twist of fate, her innate mental strength is much stronger than that of ordinary people."

"Furthermore, I sensed a special power within her Martial Soul. If it is guided and developed, her future achievements will not be much less than those of you two brothers."

"Later, I will help Yueya develop the power within her Martial Soul. After that, I will leave the sect to seek the path beyond Soul Master. Once I find that power belonging to the gods, Yueya's problem will no longer be a problem—!"

After sitting in meditation for several years, Tang Chen had a direction for the path above Level 99, but he discovered that it would be an incredibly long road!

A path through time measured in millennia!

But Tang Chen only cares about seizing every minute!

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