Douluo: Martial Soul Nine-Tailed Fox, I am the White Fox Emperor

However, Tang Xiao's next answer almost made Tang Chen choke.

Upon hearing this, Tang Xiao's face showed a hint of embarrassment:
“Grandfather, Xiao San is still a long way from becoming a Soul King.”

Tang Chen frowned, his heart skipped a beat.

"Far? What do you mean? Are you level 30 yet?"

Tang Xiao chuckled dryly, "Grandfather, you're overthinking it..."

"A year ago, Xiao San had just obtained his second spirit ring under Yu Xiaogang's guidance."

"It's been almost a year now, I'd guess he's around level 26?"

Tang Chen: "..."

Inside the lobby, the air seemed to freeze once more.

Tang Chen slowly turned his head and stared intently at Tang Xiao with an expression as if he were looking at an idiot.

"Level 26?!"

His voice was filled with disbelief.

Tang Xiao felt uneasy under the gaze of his ancestor, thinking that the ancestor was annoyed that Tang San's cultivation was too slow.

He quickly added:

"Grandfather! Don't let Xiao San's level 26 fool you, he's incredibly powerful!"

He's only almost nine years old!

"A level 26 Great Soul Master at less than nine years old! Such talent is rare to find anywhere on the entire continent!"

Tang Xiao was afraid that the ancestor would think Tang San was a good-for-nothing, so he praised him as much as he could.

However, Tang Xiao's face suddenly turned pale. With Tang Chen's current lifespan, he wouldn't even live to see his mistress become a god!
“Grandfather, if we want Xiao San to enter the City of Slaughter, we should wait until he reaches level 50. Right now... it's too dangerous.”

"You know better than anyone what kind of hell that place is. Sending him in now would be suicide! It's too dangerous!"

However, Tang Xiao's anxious explanation...

Tang Chen didn't hear a single word.

He was completely petrified.

Right now, only two numbers are spinning wildly in his mind.

Nine years old.

Level 26.

Tang Chen was also surprised.

The person that the Asura God has his eye on is only level 26!

At this age, a level 26 Great Soul Master.

Tang Chen had to admit that this talent was indeed top-notch, a treasure in any sect.

This child is clearly working very hard in his cultivation.

but!

What's the point of this?

He doesn't have much time left!
ten years!

Only ten years!

Tang Chen was calculating rapidly in his mind.

A level 26 Great Soul Master needs to cultivate to level 50 Soul King...

Even if he possesses twin martial souls, he can still attach a spirit ring to his second spirit ring...

Even if he doesn't sleep every day and meditates frantically all day...

It would take at least... eight years to reach the Soul King realm, right?!

This is all under the ideal circumstances of not considering any bottlenecks, having all the spirit rings equipped, and not having any conflicts between the two spirits!

"..."

Tang Chen was silent.

He glanced at Tang Xiao expressionlessly, then looked up at the roof beams of the council hall.

He suddenly felt that his life was shrouded in darkness.

He feels very bitter right now.

It was extremely bitter.

"Lord Asura God, you're making things difficult for me..."

Tang Chen was screaming wildly in his heart.

"What's the rush you're in?!"

"Ten years!"

"How am I supposed to make a level 26 Great Soul Master become a god?!"

"Are you a god or am I?!"

Tang Chen went crazy.

Although he was a demigod of level ninety-nine, his combat power was extraordinary.

But he's a human being too!

He can cultivate and fight, but he won't force Tang San to grow faster! How can we help Tang San grow up quickly?
Ten years, from level 26 to level 99, and then passing the divine test?
What the fuck...

He now seriously suspects that the God of Asura is not giving him a chance, but simply watching him make a fool of himself and playing with him!

This is really a headache...

My head is throbbing!

Tang Xiao watched as his ancestor's face turned pale and then red, and dared not say another word.

Clearly, they all knew the difficulty of "becoming a god in ten years".

Calling it hellish doesn't even begin to describe the difficulty.

The atmosphere in the lobby was extremely oppressive.

for a long time.

Tang Chen let out a long breath.

"never mind."

He waved his hand, his face full of exhaustion.

There's no point in cursing now that things have come to this.

The Asura God had clearly presented him with an unsolvable problem.

"I'll go to the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family first and see what that mistress is like."

Tang Chen decided to go and see for herself.

"Perhaps there are other ways."

Tang Chen murmured to himself.

Since conventional training isn't working, we'll have to take a shortcut.

such as……

Tang Chen's gaze suddenly swept over Tang Xiao, and then over the five elders who had their heads bowed.

"You guys... you should all still have soul bones on you, right?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Xiao and the five elders were all taken aback.

Tang Xiao clearly did not understand Tang Chen's meaning.

He thought the ancestor was asking about the sect's reserves of soul bones.

Tang Xiao gave a wry smile and shook his head.

“Grandfather, our Haotian Sect has been closed off for so long, where can we find any high-quality soul bones in the sect?”

"There were a few pieces that were less than 10,000 years old before."

"But in order to exchange for some pills, those few soul bones were already traded with the people of the Spirit Hall."

Tang Xiao sighed: "Now, it can be said that there isn't a single soul bone left in the sect."

He was referring to the sect's public reserves, which were completely depleted.

Upon hearing this, Tang Chen frowned even more deeply.

His patience is being worn down little by little.

He understood, of course, that the sect currently had no surplus soul bones in reserve.

After all, he hasn't left the mountain for so many years.

Moreover, with the Spirit Hall guarding the outside, they cannot freely go out to hunt spirit beasts and obtain spirit bones.

Tang Chen's eyes turned somewhat cold.

He stared at Tang Xiao and the elders, then changed his approach.

"I'm not talking about the sect's reserves."

His voice deepened, carrying an undeniable sense of pressure.

"Tang San is currently a Great Soul Master. If we want him to grow into a Soul King in a short period of time and become a god within ten years, we can only use extraordinary means."

"And so that Tang San can become a god in the future, so that I can survive, and so that the Clear Sky Sect can continue to thrive..."

Tang Chen's gaze, sharp as a blade, swept over everyone present.

"...Perhaps you will have to pay a price."

Are you willing?

The atmosphere in the lobby instantly plummeted to freezing point.

This time, Tang Xiao and several elders sensed something unusual about it.

cost?

What price?
Everyone present was a titled Douluo, a shrewd and capable individual.

When Tang Chen's gaze lingered, seemingly casually, on their limbs and torsos...

They seemed to have figured something out.

Everyone's expression changed instantly!
Tang Xiao's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at his grandfather with an incredulous expression.

His voice trembled as he asked the terrifying question: "Grandfather...do you want us...to give our soul bones to Tang San?!"

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