One week later, in Dai Mubai's dormitory.
The dormitory was dimly lit, with the curtains drawn tightly. Several empty wine bottles lay on the table, and the air was thick with the smell of alcohol.
In addition, the lingering stench of sweat emanating from Dai Mubai created an atmosphere of utter decadence throughout the room.
Dai Mubai leaned against the headboard, his golden hair draped loosely over his shoulders, his eyes glazed over, and his face flushed from a hangover.
There was a half-empty bottle of wine on the bedside table; he had been lying there for a whole day.
He was looking at Tang San, who had arrived uninvited, with a puzzled expression, remaining silent and waiting for him to speak first.
Tang San stood at the door, and the bloody aura emanating from his very bones made the temperature in the room seem to drop several degrees.
" Boss Dai," Tang San said.
Dai Mubai raised his eyelids slightly but did not reply.
Tang San walked into the room, casually pulled up a chair and sat down, looking directly at Dai Mubai, and got straight to the point. " Boss Dai, do you want to go back to the Star Luo Empire?"
Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai gave a self-deprecating laugh, " Star Luo Empire? What's the point of going back to the Star Luo Empire? To die?"
Dai Mubai leaned against the headboard, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Tang San shook his head, a smile playing on his lips, "What if I could help you obtain the throne?"
Dai Mubai shuddered, instantly sobering up considerably. He sat up abruptly in bed, his eyes fixed on Tang San, his pupils shrinking sharply.
"Impossible..." he denied instinctively.
But he quickly interrupted himself.
Dai Mubai was silent for a moment, as if trying to persuade Tang San, but more like trying to persuade himself, "If it's you, Xiao San, I believe you."
In just a few years, Tang San has advanced from the level of Five-Ring Soul King to Seven-Ring Soul Sage, and is not far from becoming Soul Douluo.
Such a cultivation speed is unparalleled on the entire continent.
There is an example of this: Dai Mubai had no doubt that Tang San was capable of doing such a thing.
What's more, he has Tang Chen, a formidable weapon, by his side.
Dai Mubai couldn't help but recall Yu Xiaogang's explanation to them after that night, which made them aware of Tang Chen's true strength.
Level 99 Peerless Douluo, one of the three strongest experts in the world.
The reason why the Clear Sky Sect has the title of the number one sect in the world is entirely due to Tang Chen's hard work and skill in forging it with a single hammer.
Back then, wielding the Clear Sky Hammer, he roamed the continent unchallenged, and even the Spirit Hall had to give way to him.
With Tang Chen at the helm, the Clear Sky Sect is truly the number one sect in the world.
Compared to the Clear Sky Sect of that time, the Body Sect, now the leader of the Seven Great Sects, seems more like a fame-seeking charlatan!
Dai Mubai was very tempted, but he still turned to look at Tang San and subconsciously asked, "However, in my current state, even if I really go back, it won't be easy for me to compete with Dai Weisi for the throne."
"The court in the Star Luo Empire has long been controlled by Dai Weisi like an iron barrel, leaving me no chance to intervene at all."
Those ministers and generals, they're all his men. If I just go back like this, even with your Xiao San there, it's no different from sending myself to my death..."
At this point, Dai Mubai's voice lowered.
He was silent for a moment, then looked up at Tang San with a hint of confusion in his eyes.
"And... Xiao San, why are you helping me so tirelessly? I can't offer you enough compensation."
"In my current state, I have no money, no power, and even my cultivation has stagnated. What can you possibly get from me?"
At this point, Dai Mubai gave a self-deprecating laugh.
Tang San waved his hand. " Boss Dai, we're brothers, why do you say that?"
His tone was very sincere, as if he had returned to his days at the Shrek Academy.
At this point, a fleeting glint of killing intent and devouring urge flashed in Tang San's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.
He lowered his eyes, took a deep breath, and suppressed the surging killing intent within his body. When he opened his eyes again, his bloodshot eyes had returned to calm.
"As for how to compete with Dai Weisi? That couldn't be simpler."
"The underlying rule on this continent is still the law of the jungle: whoever has the bigger fist is right."
Tang San turned around and looked at Dai Mubai: "If I can successfully return to the Clear Sky Sect, with the support of the Clear Sky Sect, plus the presence of Tang Chen's great-grandfather,
Do you think that with our support, you're not enough to compete with Dai Weisi for the throne?
Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai subconsciously swallowed, feeling extremely excited.
His breathing quickened, and the ambition that had been Paralysis by alcohol for so long began to burn like wildfire at this moment.
Yes, with Tang San and the others' help, how could Dai Weisi possibly compete with us?
The Star Luo Empire could only muster two or three Titled Douluo- level combatants at most, and those were only the Title Douluo-level combatants created by the Hell White Tiger.
But how can the combat power of Titled Douluo created through the Martial Soul Fusion compare to that of Titled Douluo wielding the Clear Sky Hammer?
The Clear Sky Hammer, the number one Tool Martial Soul in the world.
At the same level, the combat power of Clear Sky Hammer Soul Master far surpasses that of other Martial Soul; with a single hammer blow, all laws are shattered.
Regardless of the strength of the Clear Sky Sect itself, the strength of the two Titled Douluo beside Tang San —two generations of Clear Sky Douluo— should not be underestimated.
One of them was Tang Hao, who single-handedly severely injured the former Pope of the Spirit Hall. He could fight three opponents at once, killing one and injuring two, causing the Spirit Hall to lose face.
One of them is Tang Chen, who was invincible a hundred years ago, and even Qian Daoliu had to admit defeat.
With such powerful backing, what does he have to fear?
Who are Dai Weisi? Who are Zhu Zhuyun? And who are those old ministers in the court?
Thinking of this, Dai Mubai's long-dormant desire to compete was rekindled.
Seeing that Dai Mubai was still somewhat hesitant, Tang San intensified his attack.
"This action is not just for you, Boss Dai, but also for the sake of our Clear Sky Sect."
"Just like the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, which has chosen to attach itself to the Heaven Dou Empire, if the Clear Sky Sect were to choose to emerge, the Star Luo Empire would be a very good choice."
The two great empires each occupied one territory, without interfering with each other, each taking what they needed.
"And as for the obstacles on the path to the throne that you're worried about, sir..."
At this point, a flash of bloodlust appeared in Tang San's eyes, and he no longer concealed his murderous aura, his tone becoming increasingly ruthless.
The murderous aura was chilling and piercing, permeating the room as if it were tangible, causing the wine bottles on the table to tremble slightly.
Dai Mubai shivered, the effects of the alcohol completely worn off. He instinctively shrank back, his back hitting the wooden board at the head of the bed with a dull thud.
"If anyone dares to stand in your way, then kill them. Those who don't know when to yield will die in vain!"
Tang San's voice was very calm, as if killing was as ordinary to him as eating and drinking.
Upon hearing Tang San's words, Dai Mubai instinctively shrank back again, his back pressed tightly against the wall, his throat dry, and fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.
The Tang San before him was completely different from the boy he remembered, who was decisive in killing but never indiscriminately.
Even Dai Mubai, who had experienced the brutal and bloody elimination process of the Star Luo Empire, felt a chill run down his spine at the sight of Tang San.
" Boss Dai, you should think this over carefully."
After giving Dai Mubai ample time to think, Tang San stood up, turned around, and left Dai Mubai's dormitory.
He pushed open the door and went out.
After leaving the room, Tang San subconsciously stopped in his tracks.
Although he stopped walking, the thoughts churning in his mind never ceased, only managed to be suppressed through Tang Hao's admonition and his own self-control.
He had long been accustomed to the lifestyle in the Slaughter City, and to using slaughter and devouring to aid his cultivation.
The feeling was so exhilarating, so efficient, and so comfortable!
That feeling came faster and more readily than any other form of cultivation.
This made him feel quite uncomfortable after leaving the Slaughter City.
Tang San had a strange feeling that even his Eight Spider Lances were constantly urging him to return to his previous efficient cultivation methods.
Although his mind had not yet recovered from the distorted environment of the Slaughter City, he knew that he absolutely could not engage in reckless killing and cultivation now.
Ma Hongjun is a prime example.
The fat man is now wanted by the Spirit Hall and the Heaven Dou Empire, and he is hiding like a stray dog, not daring to show his face.
Former brothers, now only able to eke out a living in the shadows.
He didn't want to be wanted like Ma Hongjun as soon as he returned, leaving him nowhere to go and forced to hide everywhere.
But with Dai Mubai's help, things are different.
How could those brothers possibly be a match for each other?!
The path to inheriting the throne of the Star Luo Empire was inherently fraught with hardship and bloodshed, and these hardships and bloodshed would just happen to become sustenance for his cultivation journey.
Those political enemies who stood in Dai Mubai's way, those generals who refused to submit, those stubborn old ministers... all would become nourishment for his Eight Spider Lances.
Their Life, their Soul Power, everything they have, will be at his disposal.
If he can completely disrupt the Star Luo Empire, he will be able to resume his previous highly efficient cultivation methods.
Once his cultivation reaches the Sealed Douluo realm, he can then decide whether to return to the Clear Sky Sect to acknowledge his father's ancestry, find Xiao Wu in the Star Dou Great Forest, or even kill Lin Mo, who humiliated him so severely...
These wishes will all come true in the future.
Once my cultivation breaks through to the Titled Douluo, all of this will be within my grasp.
Thinking of this, Tang San's lips curled up slightly, revealing a cold smile.
However, the plan to help Mubai return to the Star Luo Empire still needs the help of his teacher Horn of Wisdom of the Golden Iron Triangle.
Dai Mubai's situation is now stable; the next step is to persuade Shrek Academy to join his grand plan.
Inside Dai Mubai's dormitory.
Dai Mubai gazed at Tang San's departing figure, lost in thought, his mind replaying the conversation from just moments before.
Tang San has changed.
This ruthless style of doing things was very different from the Tang San he knew.
While Tang San was decisive and ruthless before, he was nothing like he is now, brimming with bloodlust and every move he makes reveals his habit of solving problems through killing.
That disregard for Life, that attitude of treating killing as commonplace as eating and drinking, terrified even someone like him who grew up amidst the bloody power struggles of the royal family.
But so what?
Just as Tang San said, they are brothers!
The stronger Tang San becomes, the better it is for him.
As for what form Tang San takes or what methods he uses, none of that matters.
The important thing is the result, the important thing is that he can sit back in the chair that rightfully belongs to him.
Moreover... although Zhu Zhuqing is gone, Zhu Zhuyun is still here!
Thinking of this, a hint of Covet appeared in Dai Mubai's eyes.
He subconsciously reached out and rubbed his slightly swollen genitals to calm himself down.
Zhu Zhuyun, Dai Weisi's fiancée, is the eldest daughter of the Zhu Family.
He had long coveted that cold, beautiful face, that curvaceous figure, and those eyes that always held a hint of arrogance.
Every time he saw Zhu Zhuyun, he couldn't help but take a few more glances.
However, with Zhu Zhuqing present, he couldn't show his true feelings too obviously.
Now that Zhu Zhuqing is dead, Dai Weisi should die too.
Very well, Dai Weisi, since you killed Zhu Zhuqing, then pay with Zhu Zhuyun!
The women in the Zhu Family are quite delicious. Although I didn't get to taste Zhu Zhuqing, having Zhu Zhuyun is still pretty good!
Dai Mubai licked his lips, a lewd glint in his eyes.
He sat up in bed, walked to the table, grabbed an unopened bottle of wine, bit off the cork with his teeth, and took a big gulp.
The strong liquor was spicy and irritating as it went down my throat.
He wiped his mouth and let out a long breath.
Then let the Xiao San handle it.
at the same time.
Just as Tang San was preparing to plan more details about returning to the Star Luo Empire with Dai Mubai to help him vie for the throne, news of Tang San and his companions' return had already been sent back to Spirit City by spies.
Spirit City, Pope Hall.
Bibi Dong sat on her high throne, holding a newly delivered secret report in her hand.
Her gaze swept over the secret report, and a hint of disdain appeared on her stunningly beautiful face.
"Having spent several years languishing in this Slaughter City, barely escaping with my life, why would I want to come back and die again?"
For Bibi Dong, Tang Hao was never a target she necessarily wanted to kill.
Or, to some extent, she should thank Tang Hao for severely Qian Xunji back then.
If Qian Xunji hadn't suffered such a severe injury, she wouldn't have had the chance to devour everything belonging to Qian Xunji.
While avenging himself, he also began the Rakshasa Nine Trials.
That Sacrifice freed her from the man's shadow, and in that moment, she repaid for all the humiliation and pain she had suffered.
Thinking of this, Bibi Dong subconsciously lowered her eyes and looked towards the Douluo Hall.
Qian Daoliu.
Great, now let's see who's faster.
To stop me, they actually set their sights on my daughter!
But do you think that will stop me? That's ridiculous!
Bibi Dong's lips curled into a cold smile.
She knew perfectly well what Qian Daoliu was planning.
Sending Qian Renxue to infiltrate the Heaven Dou Empire was both to pave the way for the Spirit Hall's grand scheme and to keep Qian Renxue away from her mother.
To avoid falling victim to her Poison Touch.
But so what?
Her blood flows in Qian Renxue's veins; this is an unchangeable fact.
Thinking of this, Bibi Dong's eyes suddenly turned purplish-black, and her originally sacred and noble aura abruptly shifted to another extreme.
Fine, intricate demonic runes bloomed from her forehead, instantly transforming her once stunningly beautiful face into a ferocious and terrifying one.
Suddenly, a breeze arose from the stillness of the surroundings, causing robes to flutter and rustle.
Her body had swelled to a terrifying five meters in height, and her lower body was even more enormous, releasing an exaggerated black aura.
Evil and violence, as if it wanted to devour everything around it.
Unlike the nine rings she displayed to outsiders, she now exuded seven Soul Ring: six black and one red.
This is Bibi Dong's little-known Second Martial Soul; the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor. Among her first seven Soul Ring, the minimum age is 50,000 years.
This terrifying appearance seemed to vanish in a flash, and the next moment Bibi Dong had returned to normal.
She sat back on her throne, straightened her robes, and her beautiful face regained its usual calm.
Soon, the Spirit Hall will become history, and the Spirit Hall Empire will take its place. She herself will become the first empress of the Spirit Hall Empire.
The founding of the Spirit Hall Empire coincided with the acquisition of the remaining two Soul Ring for her Second Martial Soul.
Bibi Dong already has a goal.
The two forest kings in the Lake of Life the Star Dou Great Forest were the perfect choice to become the eighth and Ninth Soul Ring of her Second Martial Soul.
Sky Azure Bull Python, Titan Giant Ape.
These two Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast are top-tier among Soul Beast, and their Soul Ring are enough for her Soul Devouring Spider Emperor to complete its final transformation.
Thinking of this, Bibi Dong subconsciously narrowed her eyes, and couldn't help but recall the information that the Spirit Hall members who had risked their lives to send back while gathering information in the Star Dou Great Forest some time ago.
Besides the two Soul Beast, there seems to be another transformed Soul Beast in the Lake of Life.
If we can capture all three of these beings, not only will my Second Martial Soul Ring be completed, but Nana's future Ninth Soul Ring will also be secured.
Nana's cultivation has already broken through to the seventh ring, and her future talent is limitless. The Soft Bone Rabbit is just the right thing to do to help Nana go even further.
Bibi Dong withdrew her gaze and placed the secret report in her hand on the table.
She raised her hand and tapped her fingertips lightly on the table.
" Tang Hao, Tang San, Tang Chen..."
She murmured to herself, a playful smile playing on her lips.
"With three generations of the Clear Sky Sect living together, it's difficult to meet that day. So, let's send you all on your way! Let you become sacrifices to begin the eternal greatness of the Spirit Hall Empire!"
Deep within the Douluo Hall, in a spacious secret chamber.
Qian Renxue hovered in mid-air, her eyes closed and her hands clasped together in front of her chest.
Six enormous golden wings unfurled behind her, each radiating dazzling golden light.
A huge golden halo erupted from his body and slowly rotated around him.
Bathed in this golden light, Qian Renxue's perfect figure was also revealed.
Today, she was wearing a white practice outfit, the thin fabric clinging to her body, clearly outlining the full curves of her chest.
Her waist was slender and could be encircled with one hand, and her buttocks were round and perky.
The hem of the workout clothes barely covered the top of the thighs, revealing a pair of straight and slender legs with smooth and beautiful lines, without an ounce of excess fat.
Her long hair was tied up in a high ponytail, with a few stray strands falling beside her ears, making her face look even more delicate.
Golden wings unfurled behind her, making her appear like an angel descended from the Angel Empire.
Her exquisite face appeared exceptionally holy in the golden light, her skin as white as snow.
The next moment, Qian Renxue subconsciously opened her eyes, clasped her hands together in front of her chest, and pursed her lips slightly.
Her pupils had been completely dyed gold, and there was a golden flame demonic mark between her brows.
The magic runes emitted a faint glow, giving the person an air of holiness.
She slowly descended, her bare feet landing firmly on the ground.
Qian Renxue's gaze fell on the table, where a secret report that had already been opened lay.
She had already read the contents of the secret report, which detailed the news of Tang San's return, as well as the presence of Tang Hao and someone resembling Tang Chen who were accompanying him.
If her father's killer had returned, in the past she would have gone to any lengths to seek revenge.
But at this moment, Qian Renxue felt little emotion.
Qian Renxue withdrew her gaze and turned to walk towards the center of the secret chamber.
She sat down on a futon, crossed her legs, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and suppressed her surging emotions.
For her, nothing is more important than her Angel Nine Trials right now.
Even the blood feud of killing one's father, such an irreconcilable hatred, must be temporarily set aside.
She has now successfully passed the first five of the Angel Nine Trials, and her Angel Affinity has reached forty percent.
However, I'm currently stuck on the Sixth Trial.
Thinking of this, a trace of sorrow appeared between Qian Renxue's brows and eyes.
She passed the first five tests smoothly, and now her cultivation has reached the Titled Douluo level, with her Ninth Soul Ring being a 100,000-year level.
Even so, the Sixth Trial still gave him a major headache.
The Sixth Trial of the Angel Nine Trials: Endure the attack of Qian Daoliu for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, with a time limit of one year.
She had already tried once today, but facing Qian Daoliu was holding back without any restraint, she couldn't even withstand a single move and was blasted away.
I am still far from being a match for my grandfather.
Qian Renxue closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
Qian Daoliu level was as high as Level 99, making him one of the three most powerful Peerless Douluo in the world. She, a newcomer who had just broken through to the Titled Douluo, had no power to fight back against him at all.
It was precisely because of the formidable challenge of the Sixth Trial that Qian Renxue did not have the intention to seek revenge.
There's no rush now.
When she becomes a god in the future, it will be when she uses Tang Hao's head to pay tribute to her father.
The best course of action now is to find a way to pass the Sixth Trial smoothly.
Qian Renxue opened her eyes, a resolute look flashing within them.
Meanwhile, on the other side, on Sea God Island...
Lin Mo and the others were making the most of their last rest before preparing to quickly pass the remaining Sea God Trial.
Lin Mo is currently unaware that Tang San has returned from the Slaughter City and is plotting to seize the throne of the Star Luo Empire.
Even if he knew, he wouldn't care.
For Lin Mo now, neither Tang San with seven rings, Tang Hao with nine rings, nor Tang Chen who is in a semi-crippled state can have any impact on him.
If these people dare to step forward, he will simply crush them with overwhelming power.
They're all speed bumps!
Time flew by, and soon it was time for Lin Mo and his companions to undergo the Fourth Trial of the Sea God.
Lin Mo Xiao Bai, who was in human form at the Fourth Trial, was in tears as he repeatedly bowed in the direction of the Sea God Mountain.
He muttered to himself, "Indeed, the Lord Sea God has not forgotten us, his faithful followers!"