After hearing those words, the fire of hope blazed once more in Tang San's eyes, which had already gone dim.
Become a god! As long as I pass the trials, I can inherit a Divine Position directly!
Tang San gritted his teeth. His Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul was completely ruined, and after Tang Hao's rampage at the Clear Sky Sect had cost him his resources, he probably could not count on the Blue Silver King to help his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, either.
At this rate, he would spend his whole life trampled underfoot. Tang San could not accept that. He had lived two lives and possessed the Tang Sect techniques he had gone to such lengths to steal in his previous one. How could he fail to make even a splash in this world?
If passing these so-called Nine Trials of the God of Love meant becoming the God of Love, Tang San would agree ten thousand times over.
No matter what torment he had to endure, he would seize this Divine Position at any cost.
The God of Love's temperament was awful: unpredictable, and even perversely fond of tormenting others.
But if it gave him a chance to become a god, Tang San did not care about that temperament at all.
In this world, power alone is the eternal truth. If I become a god, what does a little humiliation matter?
Tang San still clearly remembered meeting his future self from ten thousand years later at Shrek Academy.
That future self had held the exalted Dual Godhood of the Sea God and Asura God, awe-inspiring in every direction and revered by countless people.
But faced with this cruel reality, the Tang San of the present had no choice at all.
His great-grandfather Tang Chen was still