Luo San took the members of the Seven-Cannon Team down to choose Immortal Herbs and absorb them.
Qian Xunyi stood atop the valley, watching the busy figures below.
The original purpose of raising these seven godsons had been to clear Luo Sanpao's name before the world.
Thus, while training them, Qian Xunyi had kept their growth suppressed. He had not given them usable Spirit Hall resources such as Immortal Herbs or Soul Bones, instead cultivating them through ordinary resources and reasonable methods.
Now, the External Martial Spirit was no longer regarded as a universally acknowledged useless Martial Soul. On the contrary, it was a great treasure. Even Yu Yuanzhen had begun taking in wives far and wide, hoping to produce one or two little Sanpaos with External Martial Spirits.
At this point, there was no need to keep suppressing their growth.
Straight up—Immortal Herbs, fill them up; Soul Bones, fill them up; everything, fill them up.
Peerless Tang Clan Plane
God King Tang San was feeling extremely irritated.
That pile of filth known as Evil Soul Masters had latched onto him and shaken his faith.
Losing the continent's faith would not cause Tang San to fall from the rank of a First-Level God. After all, the sea was his foundation. But it would prevent his Sea Godhood from advancing to God King.
Now, while the Holy Spirit Cult ran rampant, it also acted in the Sea God's name. More and more foolish commoners on the continent believed the Holy Spirit Cult's bewitching words. They no longer had faith in the Sea God; instead, they felt hatred.
This left Tang San's plan to harvest faith from the continent nowhere in sight.
"Father, what exactly are you doing? Why haven't you acted already? If this continues, the entire Douluo Continent will