In Douluo Continent, the Pope used me as a substitute for my first love.

Chapter 460 The Soul Master Competition Champion Prize Announced and the God King's Desire to Harm His Friend

The start date of the Continental Elite Tournament of Advanced Soul Master Academies is drawing ever closer.

Since the recent appearance of golden light filling the sky and various strange phenomena, many powerful individuals have vaguely sensed the changes in the world, with the stronger the Soul Master feeling it more deeply.

However, none of this caused a major upheaval on the mainland. Perhaps it was because the changes in the world were too elusive, or perhaps some force was intentionally suppressing the spread of public opinion.

In short, life goes on as usual.

Until this day, a rumor circulating from within the Spirit Hall caused a sensation across the continent:

The prize for the champion of this year's Soul Master Competition is four soul bones. Three of them are ten-thousand-year level, a new product launched by the Spirit Hall Research Department—artificial soul bones! And the last soul bone is even more significant, a legendary one-hundred-thousand-year soul bone!

Information about the 100,000-year-old soul bone is scarce and relatively mysterious. The people of the mainland only vaguely know that it is a right leg bone, and it is very likely the last soul bone of a soul beast to be passed down in the world!

Whether from the perspective of practical value or collection value, that 100,000-year-old soul bone can be described as an unparalleled treasure. Although the people of the mainland could not understand why the Spirit Hall would take out such a precious item as a prize for such a childish competition as the Soul Master Competition, it did not stop them from discussing it.

"Holy crap! Three ten-thousand-year soul bones and one hundred-thousand-year soul bone, this makes me want to participate in this Soul Master Competition."

"You? You're not worthy! You're even worthy! The full name of the Soul Master Competition is the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition. Are you even from an advanced soul master academy? Are you even an elite?"

"Get lost, that's awful talk!"

"That hurts..."

"Speaking of which, why is the Spirit Hall being so generous this time? Could there be some kind of conspiracy involved?"

"Using a 100,000-year-old soul bone to plot against others? Why don't you let the three upper sects or the two great empires try it?"

"Hehe, I think so too. These four soul bones are probably prepared by the Spirit Hall for their own team. After all, it is said that the Spirit Hall sent two teams to participate this year, and both teams are very strong. They are definitely aiming for the championship."

"Isn't the Spirit Hall afraid of a disaster? I know there are many monstrous geniuses among the teams participating in this year's Soul Master Competition. Not to mention the seven goddesses from the Dragon King Palace, there's Ning Rongrong from Heaven Dou Academy, Feng Xiaotian from Divine Wind Academy, the Shui sisters from Heavenly Water Academy, Huo Wu from Blazing Fire Academy... These are all geniuses that are rare to see in a century. It's said that none of them are weaker than a Soul Master, and there might even be several Soul Kings!"

"Hiss~ That's terrifying!"

"...Don't you guys even pay attention to this artificial soul bone that the Spirit Hall just released?"

"Hey, brother, you're really out of touch. The Spirit Hall can even manufacture spirit rings, so what's so strange about them creating spirit bones? Many people in the spirit master world have long expected this. Besides, the Spirit Hall seemed to have been building up hype for a few years ago; they're just officially launching it now, taking advantage of the hype surrounding the start of the Spirit Master Competition."

"You mean the Spirit Hall will sell spirit bones in the future? Does that mean I might own a spirit bone someday? Hahahaha..."

"Long live the Spirit Hall!!!"

……

Just as all the Soul Masters across the continent were in an uproar, Blue Tyrant Academy...

In Tang San's room, the father and son sat quietly facing each other, the atmosphere somewhat oppressive.

boom!

Suddenly, Tang Hao slammed his fist on the table beside him and smashed it.

Tang San glanced at the broken table, pursed his lips, and remained silent.

"This is outrageous!"

Tang Hao roared angrily, his eyes bloodshot.

"The Spirit Hall is utterly inhuman! A 100,000-year-old soul bone... a right leg bone... Ah Yin, that must be my Ah Yin!!!"

"Ah Yin's soul bone is in the hands of the Spirit Hall, and Ah Yin's physical body must also be there. I... I must go and rescue Ah Yin right now!"

With that shout, Tang Hao suddenly stood up.

Seeing this, Tang San could no longer sit still and immediately got up and grabbed his father.

"Daddy, lychee, you want lychee!"

Tang Hao gently shook off Tang San's hand, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Tang San.

"How can I eat lychees! You little hussy, are you going to stop your dad from saving your mom?"

He asked in a hoarse voice.

Tang San quickly shook his head and then began to offer his advice:

"Daddy, we absolutely have to save Mommy, but given your current condition and the Spirit Hall's formidable strength, going like this would be suicide. You definitely can't save Mommy. Even if you manage to escape by sheer luck, your actions will alert them. We need to plan this carefully..."

Upon hearing this, Tang Hao fell silent for a moment, his momentum gradually weakening until he finally became completely dejected.

"Isn't this mistress really that useless...?"

"No, how could that be? You are my Tang God King's father!"

Tang San patiently comforted him.

Tang Hao remained silent for a moment, then suddenly, as if he had thought of something, his rough, large hand grabbed Tang San's shoulder, and he stared at him with his large, bloodshot eyes, asking:

"Little Third, you're a reincarnated god-king, possessing extraordinary abilities and a much sharper mind than a roughneck like me. Do you have any good ideas on how to rescue your mother?"

Tang San also paused for a moment, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.

Upon seeing this, Tang Hao quickly bent his knees in front of Tang San, but Tang San reacted in time and pulled Tang Hao back.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

"Mistress, please, I'm begging you, I really regret it now, I really regret it. I shouldn't have... uh."

Tang Hao rambled on for a few moments, then suddenly paused, and finally said:

"Anyway, if you have any good ideas on how to save your mom, please tell me!"

Tang San pursed his lips again, remained silent for a long time, and then slowly spoke:

"The best way is definitely to win the Soul Master Competition, openly and legitimately obtain Mom's Soul Bone, and then figure out a way to acquire Mom's Blue Silver Emperor body afterwards."

"But Dad, you also know that with the Shrek Seven Devils' current strength, sigh."

"unless……"

"Unless what?"

Tang Hao pressed for an answer.

Tang San slowly took out three blood ginsengs from the new storage soul tool that Tang Hao had bought for him.

"Mistress, do you mean to?"

"Um!"

Tang San's face was somewhat gloomy, but he still nodded firmly.

"Dad, I've told you about the effects of this blood ginseng, which is less than ten thousand years old. I want to break down the components of these three blood ginsengs and then secretly add them to Xiao Huohuo and Dai Mubai's food. Of course, I'll avoid Xiao Wu."

"By significantly boosting Xiao Huohuo and Huo Yuhao's strength in a short period, I can not only win the Soul Master Competition, but also indirectly ruin their future. Originally, I didn't want to do this, or I wanted to postpone it, but now I have no choice..."

(End of this chapter)