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"Fantastic!! Little San, I truly didn't raise you in vain! I can finally ascend to the God Realm today!!!" Yu Xiaogang exclaimed, his voice trembling with manic joy.
"Fine," Tang San replied flatly. He spared a single glance for Yu Xiaogang before turning back to the pot, continuing to eat as if nothing had happened.
"Little San, given your status as a Dual God, could you... perhaps arrange a First-Class Godhood for me?" Yu Xiaogang asked, his eyes gleaming with excitement.
"Sure," Tang San said, his tone remains indifferent.
"Little San, I was thinking of becoming the God of Wisdom. Do you think that's possible?" Yu Xiaogang asked tentatively, testing the waters.
"It's possible."
Overjoyed, Yu Xiaogang pressed further: "What about a God King? Is there a chance for that?"
"There is." Tang San looked up at him and suddenly let out a laugh. "No problem at all."
Yu Xiaogang laughed along with him, but as he watched Tang San continue to focus solely on the mutton in the pot, his smile faltered. Confused, he asked, "Little San, wait—what do you mean by this?"
"What?" Tang San asked, blowing the steam off a piece of meat.
"Aren't you going to take me to the God Realm?" Yu Xiaogang asked, his voice tinged with dissatisfaction.
"Mm-hmm." Tang San placed the mutton into his mouth, closing his eyes to savor the flavor.
"Then let's go! Let's ascend right now!" Yu Xiaogang urged.
"Okay."
Seeing that Tang San still hadn't moved an inch, Yu Xiaogang snapped, "Then do something! Take action!"
"Alright, don't worry." Tang San ignored him, picking up a chicken leg and continuing his meal.
Seeing Tang San agree time and again only to dismiss him with such blatant apathy, Yu Xiaogang finally lost his temper and roared, "Are you sick? You must be insane! You promised me—"
Before he could finish, Tang San shot him a cold look. "You're shouting at me. Now I'm not taking you."
With that, Tang San stood up to leave.
Watching Tang San prepare to walk away, Yu Xiaogang realized that if he left, he—a useless cripple—would never recover, let alone enjoy eternal life in the heavens.
Driven to a frenzy of rage and desperation, Yu Xiaogang screamed, "Your master spent his life's blood raising you! Is this how you repay your teacher, Little San? You are nothing but an ungrateful white-eyed wolf!!!"
In the next heartbeat, Yu Xiaogang didn't even realize what had happened.
Eight pitch-black spider lances pierced through his body. Infinite agony flooded his mind. He reached out a trembling right hand toward Tang San, struggling to speak through the pain: "Little San!! I don't need to be a god! I don't want to go to the God Realm anymore!!!"
Tang San looked down at him, the suppressed fury in his heart finally exploding: "Did you honestly think that with your pathetic 'Martial Soul Theories,' you were worthy of the God Realm?"
"You don't deserve it!!!"
"If not for a trash teacher like you, how could my Blue Silver Grass have become so useless?! If my soul was not so weak, if I hadn't been forced to rely on my grandmother holding back during the Sea God Trials, I wouldn't be in this position!"
"If she hadn't sacrificed herself to let me pass, I could have inherited the position properly! Then, the Sea God throne wouldn't be a mere Second-Class position, but a First-Class one! My grandmother wouldn't have had to sacrifice her soul for the Nine Trials, and I could have resurrected her fully after becoming a God!"
"But now, I will never see her again! It's all because of you! Everything is your fault!!!"
As Tang San's killing intent threatened to consume him, Yu Xiaogang's voice pulled him back to reality.
"No!! You can't kill me! If you kill me, even if you are a god, you will be nailed to the pillar of shame in Douluo Continent forever! I am your Master!!!"
Tang San suppressed the urge of his Eight Spider Lances to devour Yu Xiaogang. He flashed a cruel smile. "Fine. I won't let a piece of trash like you tarnish my divine soul."
"But don't think you can remain my teacher and bask in my glory! I will see to it that you are nailed to that pillar of shame! Ye Lan is a hateful enemy, but the one thing he did right was exposing you as a fraud 'Grandmaster' of theories!"
"From this day forth, you are no longer my teacher! You aren't worthy! I am better off without you! I want you to spend the rest of your life as the biggest joke in the history of the Douluo Continent!"
Tang San finished speaking, and with a flash of bloody divine power, a belt appeared in his palm. It was the "Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moonlight," the gift Yu Xiaogang had given him when they first met.
He hurled the belt, along with a Blue Silver Grass soul bone, at the flying figure of Yu Xiaogang.
"The debt for this belt? I repay it ten-thousand-fold! This hundred-thousand-year soul bone is worth more than your life a million times over! From now on, you are nothing to me!"
The roar of the Sea God Tang San shook the entire Sea God Island. Yu Xiaogang, along with his pathetic pride, was sent tumbling out of the tent.
Countless onlookers watched Yu Xiaogang's distorted, desperate face, feeling a secret sense of satisfaction. Exploiting his status as Tang San's master, Yu Xiaogang had been overbearing and arrogant for years, offending nearly everyone. Now that the Sea God had severed ties, the people didn't see it as a betrayal of filial piety; rather, they felt the Sea God was a man of true character.
Yu Xiaogang had become a total laughingstock. His martial soul was a pig that could only fart; his "achievements" were a mockery, worse than those of an unawakened commoner. In theory, Spirit Hall had proven him a plagiarist. In character, he was discarded by his own student. Physically, he was a freak. Emotionally, he had been cuckolded by Flender.
A total failure, Yu Xiaogang lay on the ground, wailing in despair.
The only person whose heart broke for him was Liu Erlong. However, hearing the cheers of the Sea God Island residents, even she hesitated to go to him.
As she wavered, Flender put an arm around her, using a soul power transmission to speak directly into her mind: "Erlong, Oscar and Ma Hongjun died under mysterious circumstances! I'm certain Tang San had a hand in it!"
"Tang San is unreliable now. He won't even keep up the appearance of being a devoted student. Xiaogang thought he could white-wash his reputation by claiming he raised a Dual God, but Tang San has cut him off. It means Tang San no longer cares about Shrek."
"So, let's run. Let's escape to a hidden corner of the continent and live out the rest of our days."
Erlong's shoulders trembled. She gritted her teeth. "Flender, I promised Xiaogang I would care for him for life! My whole life has been a struggle just to be with him! I love him too much! I refuse!"
But as she moved to comfort him, Yu Xiaogang was already frantically searching for her. It was Liu Erlong who had helped him through his darkest times of ridicule. In his moment of total helplessness, she was his only anchor.
But when his eyes swept over her and saw Flender's arm around her shoulder, he broke completely.
"Aaaaaahhh!!! Liu Erlong, you slut!!!"
"I divorce you! From this moment on, you are no longer my wife!!!"
His world had ended. The hope of his student's godhood was destroyed by the student himself. The woman he loved—his final sanctuary—had betrayed him with his old brother-in-arms. Family, love, career—everything was gone. Yu Xiaogang collapsed to the ground.
A stunned Liu Erlong rushed to him, but as her spiritual perception swept over him, she froze.
Xiaogang was dead. He had died in an instant.
Flender felt a secret surge of joy, though he kept his voice heavy. "Erlong, let's find a place to bury him."
Erlong didn't speak, her eyes streaming with tears. She leaned into Flender's chest, sobbing, "Boss Flender! Without Xiaogang, how am I supposed to live?!"
Flender patted her shoulder, practically humming a tune in his head. Safe travels, Xiaogang. I'll take good care of your wife.
Tang San, seeing that Yu Xiaogang had dropped dead, simply cursed under his breath: "Death was too good for that trash."
In the future records of Douluo Continent, a brief note would remain of Yu Xiaogang. It read simply: Yu Xiaogang—The most ridiculous man in the history of Douluo.
Meanwhile, in a forest, a decadent, drunken man lay on the ground. In his sleep, he felt a strange itch in his limbs. He scratched at them until he jolted awake.
In a daze, he saw that his missing arm and leg had been replaced by smooth, white limbs. His eyes trembled as he looked up at the blood-armored man standing before him.
"Little San!!!!"
Tang Hao could not contain his joy. He pulled Tang San into a fierce embrace, weeping. "Good, good!! My son has finally become a Dual God!!!"
"Father, I did it! Soon, when the time is right, the entire Douluo Empire will bow to me, and the Clear Sky School will be rebuilt!"
At the mention of the sect, Tang Hao's expression darkened. "Little San... can you resurrect your uncle and the others? They are all gone. Without them, how will the Clear Sky lineage continue?"
Tang San shook his head grimly. "Father, too much time has passed. Their souls are long gone. But there is still hope for the sect!"
"We have Ye Lan to thank for his research into soul tool weapons. I've learned that tens of thousands of Clear Sky Hammer soul masters have been awakened across the continent because of those tools."
"Once I unify the continent, I will execute every male soul master who has awakened a Clear Sky Hammer. As for the females, I will change their surnames to Tang and have them marry you. Father, you will have to work hard to ensure the Tang family and the Clear Sky School flourish again!"
Hearing this, Tang Hao's excitement returned. He laughed heartily, "Good! Very good!"
"Little San, you truly are the hope of our family! Only you could save everything!"
Thinking of the future, Tang Hao asked, "Little San, what about Xiao Wu? Where is she?"
"Xiao Wu..." Tang San went silent. After a long pause, he said firmly, "I will find her!"
"Good! Now that you are the Asura God and the Sea God, there is nothing you cannot do! You are my pride, and you have not brought shame to the Tang name!"
"Father!" Tang San hugged him tightly. Tang Hao was his last blood connection to this world. Tang Hao pounded his son's back, oblivious to the hollow frustration in Tang San's heart.
"Come, Father. I'm taking you to Sea God Island to live in comfort. As for your godhood, once I kill Ye Lan and unify the God Realm, I will make you a God of Douluo. And Mother... I will take her back from Ye Lan!"
"Hmph!" Tang Hao grunted. "That woman doesn't know how to enjoy the blessings of a God. When we get her back, she can settle for being a concubine."
"Father, you can decide that yourself," Tang San murmured.
When they returned to Sea God Island, Tang Hao finally straightened his hunched back. Though he wore tattered clothes, he carried an undeniable aura of dominance. The Clear Sky Douluo of old had returned!
As the father of the God King Tang San, no one dared look down on him. He wasn't like that fake father, Yu Xiaogang. He was the real deal. Tang Hao walked with his head held high, basking in the adoration of thousands.
All of this was brought to him by his final hope—Tang San!
But as Tang Hao enjoyed the cheers, a figure suddenly appeared in the distance beneath a nine-colored sky.
The pupils of both father and son constricted. Tang Hao grabbed Tang San's arm and yelled, "Little San! Now! Kill Ye Lan!"
Tang San stared at Ye Lan, his own excitement rising. Ye Lan's soul power was only at Rank 98!
True, Ye Lan had killed the Abyssal Sage—an entity comparable to a First-Class God—but to a God King, a First-Class God was something that could be crushed with a wave of the hand. Tang San had only invited Asura and Poseidon as insurance against sneak attacks from the Angel or Rakshasa Gods.
But this was Sea God Island—his home turf! Here, with the faith of the island behind him, he could perform far beyond his usual limits!
In the blink of an eye, Tang San appeared before Ye Lan, his body shrouded in a bloody light. He laughed manically, "Ye Lan! Ye Lan!"
"I was kind enough to let you live a few more days, but you didn't cherish them. Do you think I'm still that same little brat from before?"
"I am the God of Asura and the Sea! A true God! Not a 'pseudo-god' like you!"
Ye Lan picked at his ear, looking bored. "Are you done? If I hadn't been stabilizing the soul power the Blue Silver Grass sacrificed to me, you would have died the very day you became the Asura God."
The moment Tang San became a God King was the moment Ye Lan intended to harvest him. However, the eighth trials of the Goddess of Life and the God of Destruction required him to reach Rank 99 and obtain a full set of soul bones. To do this, he had commanded the Blue Silver Grass of the God Realm to sacrifice their power to him.
To keep his foundation stable, he had compressed his soul power to the absolute limit of Rank 98. He had sealed away a massive amount of power; at a moment's notice, he could break through to Demi-God, Quasi-God, and finally Rank 100. But to ensure he milked Tang San—his "leek"—for everything he was worth, he kept himself at Rank 98 for now.
After seeing Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue become true gods, Ye Lan had come to understand the mechanics of godhood. A god's power depended on their seat, their divine power, and their artifacts—but most importantly, it depended on their foundation before ascension.
Ye Lan's combat power was already peerless, but power wasn't everything. Control over rules and the mastery of reality mattered more. Now that the Douluo Star was becoming a God Realm, Ye Lan had to find a way to upgrade it into a God Star. Otherwise, they would be vulnerable to space-time turbulence or the consciousness of the universe itself.
For the future of his friends and family, he could not afford to fail. He would not miss a single chance to strengthen his foundation.
(End of Chapter)