Chapter 314: Seven Great Sects Tournament
Pope's Palace.
"Still no news?"
Bibi Dong frowned slightly, her beautiful eyes flashing coldly, her expression extremely grim.
After searching for over half a year, there was still not a single clue.
Where exactly was the inheritor of the Asura God?
This matter left Bibi Dong incredibly frustrated.
By now, she had already endured three tribulations of heavenly lightning, and her second spirit was only two spirit rings away from reaching full completion.
"Inheritor of the Asura God, where on earth are you!"
"Rakshasa, say something! You're a god—you should know where the inheritor of the Asura God is, right?"
Unable to locate the Asura's inheritor, Bibi Dong finally turned her attention to the Rakshasa God.
It was she who had told her that the inheritance of the Asura God had descended—but refused to say who had obtained it.
Hearing this, the Rakshasa God played dead.
Because even she didn't know where the inheritor of the Asura God actually was.
All she knew was that the inheritance had descended somewhere on the Douluo Continent. As for who had received it—that was a mystery.
"Wait a minute… could it be that person?"
Suddenly, a light flashed in Rakshasa's mind. She remembered someone she had once tempted—the very inheritor of the Asura God—right when he was about to complete his nine trials and become a god...
"Bibi Dong, you might want to go take a look at the Slaughter City. That Slaughter King was once the inheritor of Asura."
Rakshasa was still unaware that the Slaughter King had already left Slaughter City.
Because some gods had intentionally kept her in the dark.
Back then, the reason she had successfully corrupted Tang Chen was only because another god wanted her to succeed—it wasn't due to her own power.
Tang San's transmigration had a huge connection to the Asura God.
When he killed the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, he had used the power of the Asura God!
Tang Sect hidden weapon—Bodhi Blood.
Second only to the Guanyin's Tear.
Clearly a Tang Sect creation—so why did the Sea God and the Asura God claim it as part of Asura's power?
Tang San's transmigration, his Tang Sect martial arts—they were all "arranged" by the Asura God!
Abandoning Tang Chen and choosing Tang San—that was the Asura God's decision.
That was also why Tang Chen ultimately failed.
Now, the Asura God had come to accept it all—not that there was a choice. With a sword hanging over their head, what else could they do?
Might as well just give up entirely.
"Slaughter King!"
Hearing this, Bibi Dong trembled all over. She never would have guessed that the Slaughter King was once the inheritor of the Asura God!
If not for Rakshasa's interference, would the Slaughter King have already become a god by now?
At that thought, Bibi Dong felt a chill of fear.
She had seen the Slaughter King before. His strength at the time seemed like that of an ordinary Title Douluo—certainly no higher than level 97 or 98.
But in truth, he was a Rank 99 powerhouse…
A Tang Chen under control naturally couldn't unleash his full power.
That's also why Tang Hao and Bibi Dong were able to warn "Tang Chen" during their visit to Slaughter City.
Would Tang Chen be afraid of these two juniors?
The one afraid of Tang Hao and Bibi Dong was that bat!
"I understand now."
Bibi Dong nodded. She was just about to leave the Pope's Palace, then paused.
Once she stepped out, heavenly lightning would surely descend—now was not the time.
"Looks like I need to speed things up."
After murmuring this to herself, Bibi Dong resumed her journey of recovery.
Once she completed her spirit rings, that would be the moment she descended upon Slaughter City in full force.
Tang Chen: "..."
This trip of Bibi Dong's was destined to end in failure. The former Slaughter King—Tang Chen—was currently on Sea God Island, chatting with Bo Saixi about life and philosophy.
That was the Sea God's domain—even the Rakshasa God couldn't detect Tang Chen there.
Suddenly, Hu Liena, Yan, and Xie Yue walked in from outside the Pope's Palace.
"Greetings, Your Holiness (Teacher)."
"At ease. What is it?"
"Teacher, it's like this."
Hu Liena stepped forward and said, "The lower four sects have come to pledge allegiance, but they're all requesting a rehosting of the Seven Sects Tournament."
"Are they looking for death?"
Bibi Dong asked, puzzled, though she wasn't angry.
Rehosting the Seven Sects Tournament meant reorganizing the rankings of the Upper Three and Lower Four Sects.
Right now, the Clear Sky Clan had sealed its gates. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan hadn't changed much, but the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had produced a god!
Among the lower four sects, Hu Yanzhen was the most enthusiastic about the re-ranking. He had always believed that his sect had the qualifications to enter the Upper Three.
Now that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had produced a god, becoming the number one sect in the world was no longer a question.
This, Hu Yanzhen and the others dared not even dream of.
As for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, they had two Title Douluo.
Let them be second in the world.
But the Clear Sky Clan had sealed itself off and was still occupying a spot in the Upper Three. Wasn't that a bit much?
As long as the Seven Sects were re-ranked, the lower four sects would have a chance to be promoted into the Upper Three.
The reason they dared to propose this was because the former third-ranked sect in the world had produced a god!
With a god-level powerhouse, how could they still be ranked third? That just didn't make sense!
And since the proposal came from them, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan would probably support it fully!
After Hu Liena explained the reasoning, Bibi Dong furrowed her brows. It was a sound argument.
After a brief moment of thought, Bibi Dong nodded and said, "I'll discuss this matter with the Elders and the High Priests. You may all withdraw for now."
"Yes!"
Time passed. About half a month later...
The entire Douluo Continent was shaken!
The Spirit Hall was actually rehosting the Sect Tournament?
The Sect Tournament was held once every twenty years, and it had indeed been more than twenty years since the last one.
There was both joy and sorrow in the air.
Inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan...
"Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, what do you think of this?"
Ning Fengzhi asked with a worried expression.
"What else is there to think? The Spirit Hall is obviously trying to cozy up to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."
"They know the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan will definitely participate."
Bone Douluo spoke bluntly.
"The Clear Sky Clan has sealed its gates. Tang Hao is dead. Only Tang Xiao remains. Even if he dares to participate, I'm confident I can defeat him."
After thinking for a moment, Chen Xin said.
He paused, then continued, "The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan becoming the number one sect in the world is already a foregone conclusion. It doesn't really affect us."
Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong had a sudden realization. Right, they'd still be second in the world regardless—what did it matter?
"Uncle Jian, your words are truly enlightening!"
The worry on Ning Fengzhi's face gave way to a smile.
This tournament was clearly meant to remove the Clear Sky Clan and give the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan a formal title.
If the Clear Sky Clan was unhappy with that, they could always go have a chat with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!
"Brilliant. Truly brilliant!"
At the same time, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan also received the news, and Yu Luomian was overjoyed!
The title of third in the world? Whoever wants it can take it—they definitely weren't going to be the ones stuck with it...
(End of Chapter)
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