Settling the Score with the Sea God

Tang San smashed away half the reef by the shore with a single strike of his trident.

He stood in the water and drew back the Trident, while the Blue Silver Emperor behind him still clung to the cracks in the rock. Yuan Yu sat on another reef, holding a bowl. The shock had splashed a few drops of fish soup onto his white clothes.

"Does the Tang Sect handle laundry?"

Tang San saw his cuff and held back a laugh. "I'll ask Little Ao to come."

"Then I'd rather wash it myself."

The two had spent the past twenty days practicing with their weapons off the island. Tang San's soul power had steadily risen to level 83. In his hands, the Trident could part the waves, but he still could not freely command the divine power within it. Whenever Yuan Yu sparred with him, he first moved away from the coastal waters, lest the island's medicine boats suffer another disaster.

For the first three days, Tang San kept swinging the trident as though it were the Clear Sky Hammer, smashing all the way through each strike. He put plenty of force into it, but was slow to recover. Yuan Yu tapped the long shaft with the Tribulation Blade and slipped between the trident's blades three times, forcing Tang San to shift his leverage to the middle of the shaft. Later, Tang San learned to lift the tip first, then turn the shaft, and Yuan Yu's blade could no longer close in so easily. Both took a few hits before another of the reef rocks Sea Dragon had sent shattered, and only then did they stop to eat.

Tang San also helped him test the Cloud Garment. The Blue Silver Emperor lashed toward him wrapped in water vapor. The Nine