"With the Power of Luck protecting me, the scale granted by Lord Dragon God, and the Inverse Scale you gave me concealing me, as long as I don't go to the Asura God's inheritance site, the Asura God will basically have neither the chance nor the reason to lodge a divine thought within me," Zhu Wu said.
"Threatening and forcing others to undertake divine trials and inherit a godhood—something so foolish, something that would even create enemies for himself—is not something the Asura God would do. Besides, it does not conform to the rules of godhood inheritance. So long as I am unwilling, it will be useless no matter how much the Asura God favors me."
He, Zhu Wu of the human race, Ying Tian of the Dragon Clan, was the man the Asura God could not have!
Still, it would not hurt to put on an act before Tang Hao and his son, pretending that he might try to seek out a godhood inheritance in the future, dangling himself before the Asura God, who wanted to pass on his godhood and leave. Perhaps it could further dispel the Asura God's suspicions. He pondered inwardly.
"As for plotting against Xiao Ni's soul ring and luck, heh." Zhu Wu let out a cold laugh. "Don't forget, the Blue Silver Emperor is still in my hands."
Besides that, there was Xiao Wu. Tang San was inconvenient to capture, but would that stupid rabbit be hard to catch?
And beyond them, Tang Yuehua, even the entire Clear Sky Sect—those people did not have the Asura God watching over them.
"Unless the Asura God goes mad and possesses Tang Hao's body to act personally, I have plenty of ways to restrain that father-son pair."
As a transmigrator, he had the script. That was his