Douluo Continent: Building a Divine Kingdom Starting from the Spirit Hall

The bartender poured Tang Hao a drink, picked up the bag of gold soul coins, weighed it in his hand, and roughly judged what level of information the other party needed to know.

"There have been many major events. In the past few months, strange thunderclouds have frequently gathered at the Sword Sect and the Vajra Dragon Elephant Sect. Both the Sword Douluo and the Vajra Douluo have appeared to fight against the thunderclouds and lightning."

Two months ago, Sword Douluo issued a challenge to the Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall, and also sent invitations to the Vajra Dragon Elephant Sect, the Purple Lightning Demon Dragon Sect, and the two royal families to watch the battle. That means there are only eight days left until the challenge date.

After whispering the two pieces of information, the waiter continued his bartending work, while Tang Hao seemed lost in thought.

He wasn't particularly interested in Sword Douluo and the Vajra Dragon Elephant Sect's fight against Thunder, but Sword Douluo's challenge to Qian Daoliu made him realize something.

Previously, I was wondering why the Spirit Hall hadn't taken the previous events seriously; it seems they were distracted by Sword Douluo's challenge.

Without lingering, Tang Hao turned and left. He waited until the next day, after his son and the little rabbit had gone out to cultivate, before arriving at Yu Xiaogang's dormitory.

"Dong dong!"

"Please come in!"

Yu Xiaogang, who was writing at his desk in the room, spoke calmly after hearing the knock on the door.

Pushing open the door to Yu Xiaogang's room, Tang Hao frowned upon smelling the fragrance.

As a real man, he didn't really like men spraying perfume in the room, but considering that Yu Xiaogang was a researcher, he didn't mind too much.

"It's you!"

After a moment of confusion, Yu Xiaogang seemed to realize something and excitedly stood up, guessing the other party's identity.

Having already seen his disciple's second martial soul and learned that his father was named Tang Hao and was a blacksmith, he guessed the true background of Xiao San.

After guessing the identity of the mistress's father, he knew that this man would come looking for him sooner or later.

"It's been a long time, Master!"

Tang Hao said calmly, "We've met a few times. Others might think you're crazy, but I know you're a persistent person."

You took Xiao San as your disciple. As her father, I should have come to meet you sooner. With your talent and the current alliance between the three sects, I feel very reassured entrusting Xiao San to you.

I'm leaving now. My only concern is for my mistress, so I've come here today to entrust her to your care.

With Yu Xiaogang taking care of her here, Xiao San can finally complete the remaining assessments and go to Wuhun City to watch the duel between Sword Douluo and Qian Daoliu.

"Don't do anything foolish. The Spirit Hall is protected by a deity; we can't fight against it now."

Yu Xiaogang's heart jumped. He knew this man's past and temperament. He was extremely hot-tempered and could kill a bishop of the Spirit Hall in public. He even killed the previous pope. There was nothing this man wouldn't dare to do.

“I’m very calm right now. I won’t die before the mistress grows up. But there are some things I have to do. The mistress needs a stable environment to grow up. It’s better for her to be by your side than with me.”

I have no other requirements for my lover. His life is his own choice. I've been away from the world of Soul Masters for too long; now that he's grown up, it's time for me to do some things.

Clenching his fist, Tang Hao was full of confidence in his path to godhood. Once he became a god, he would have the power to confront the Spirit Hall head-on, and then eradicate them completely, avenging the many tragic deaths of his clansmen.

“I don’t know what you’re going to do, but I can tell that the other woman is very attached to you. It’s too cruel for her to leave like this.”

Yu Xiaogang didn't want Tang Hao to leave, mainly because he felt very insecure. If he could have a strong person like Tang Hao by his side, he wouldn't have to be afraid of the Spirit Hall, or at least he wouldn't have to worry about those small fry.

"Becoming a Soul Master was his own choice. There are some things he has to experience, and being with me is truly cruel."

Please remember, no matter what, he is my son. If necessary, you can seek help from the Clan of Power; the Titans will assist you.

Also, you don't need to worry about that little girl revealing the secret of Xiao San's twin martial souls. The Spirit Hall will be very busy during this period. You can take Xiao San to the Soul Split Forest to hunt for spirit rings.

"You don't need to worry about Xiao Wu's spirit ring, and don't ask about it."

After saying that, Tang Hao tossed a dark black token onto the desk; it was his keepsake.

Although his father must have harbored resentment for abandoning the four great families, he believed more in Titan's character and integrity, and that he would definitely still acknowledge him as his master. If his mistress were in danger, he would absolutely risk his life to save her, which was his last trump card.

"The Clan of Power".

Picking up the token, Yu Xiaogang thought of that family. If he could get the support of the Power Clan, that would be good, and if possible, he could also plot against the other three clans.

As far as he knew, the Power Clan and the Imperial Clan had the best relationship among the four clans. If the Power Clan was fine, then the Imperial Clan wouldn't have too many problems either.

The Min clan and the Po clan are on good terms, and the Min clan also has a marriage relationship with the Haotian Sect. The current patriarch of the Min clan is Tang Hao's maternal uncle and Xiao San's maternal uncle.

The remaining members of the Po clan can be persuaded by the Min clan, and that will complete the process.

If we could bring together the four great families from back then, we would have enough confidence to create a Soul Master University.

The current problem is how to cultivate Xiao San into a prodigy. Although the twin martial souls are extremely talented, they are the type that develops in the late game. In the early stages, they are not much stronger than normal soul masters, not to mention that Xiao San's first martial soul, Blue Silver Grass, is really weak.

On the other side, the mistress seemed to sense something and stopped cultivating, looking around. She had suddenly felt a sense of emptiness, as if something was leaving her, which was very strange.

"Are you unhappy again today?"

Looking around and seeing nothing unusual, Tang San didn't think much of it. He looked up at Xiao Wu, who was walking towards him with a smug expression, and his eyes softened with tenderness and affection.

"It's all because of those annoying guys. They won't play with me, and they won't even accept my sparring. It's all that nosy big bad guy's fault that day."

Xiao Wu was full of resentment, feeling as if she had been isolated by all her classmates. Even Wang Sheng and the others who used to regard her as their leader would avoid her with a look of panic every time they met, as if she were a plague god.

Tang San's eyes flashed with a cold light, but he didn't say anything. He could understand it to some extent. After all, killing someone was hard for the children in the academy to accept. He had acted too impulsively at the time, but he didn't regret killing them directly.

According to the Tang Clan's rules, once it is determined that the opponent has a way to kill themselves, they should go all out to kill them; otherwise, they will be harmed instead.

In that situation, he only had one chance to strike. If he couldn't kill the opponent decisively, the injured opponent would inevitably become enraged and kill him, putting not only himself in danger but also Xiao Wu in great danger.

Therefore, the only option was to kill him; he hadn't done anything wrong.

"I hope it won't implicate my father."

As he pondered, he couldn't help but think of his father. Tang San wasn't too worried about himself. Although the Spirit Hall was very powerful, according to his teacher, the Spirit Hall was always on the guard of various forces. If it did anything out of line, it would provoke these forces and trigger a series of consequences.

Therefore, it's impossible for the Spirit Hall to take action against me within the academy, but the situation with my father is uncertain. If the Spirit Hall targets him, my father might be in danger.

I hope everything is alright.

Tang Hao, who was worried about Tang San, left Notting City and sped all the way to a forest outside Wuhun City to wait quietly while watching from afar.

The appointed date for the duel arrived quickly, and a large crowd gathered around the main gate of Wuhun City, both inside and outside the city.

At this moment, Qian Daoliu stood with his hands behind his back on the city wall, his eyes closed, quietly waiting for Chen Xin's arrival.

He could understand Chen Xin's thoughts. Although this battle was just a show for the major powers in the world, especially the Haotian Sect, Chen Xin's desire to win was absolutely genuine, after all, his father had been defeated by him back then.

But that's fine too; it's more convincing to make it seem real, and people won't suspect anything.

Before Qian Daoliu and the others could wait long, a figure flew over on a sword; it was none other than Sword Douluo Chen Xin.

"Qian Daoliu, Spirit Hall, today I, Chen Xin, will seek justice for my poor child."

Landing on the ground, holding the broad Seven Kill Sword, Chen Xin's eyes, which had been stimulated with chili water beforehand, were bloodshot and filled with tears. Coupled with that chilling killing intent, he really looked like the real deal.

Everyone was puzzled as to why Chen Xin had mentioned another son.

When did Chen Xin have a son?

Wasn't he a bachelor?

It looks like he was killed by the Spirit Hall. What happened?

"Your son went there on his own and became a Fallen Soul Master. Even if we had known he was your son, we would have killed him anyway. It is the duty of our Spirit Hall to eliminate Fallen Soul Masters. No matter who it is, as long as they become a Fallen Soul Master, we will eliminate them at all costs."

Furthermore, Tang Chen bears primary responsibility for your son's death. If you want revenge, go find Tang Chen first.

Qian Daoliu recited his prepared lines in a loud and righteous voice, and none of the onlookers found anything wrong with it.

If Sword Douluo's son truly becomes a fallen soul master, then no one can say anything if he is killed by the Spirit Hall.

The Spirit Hall was originally established to fight against the spirit beasts in the Star Dou Great Forest and to exterminate fallen spirit masters; this is common knowledge in the spirit master world.

However, they didn't expect that the missing Haotian Douluo was also involved in this matter, and it seemed that there were many stories behind it.

"I will wipe out the Haotian Sect, but today I and my sword are here only for you."

Without wasting any words, Chen Xin raised his sword and pointed it straight at the sky. Sharp and vast sword energy surged out, forming eighty-one "kill" characters in the sky. This was the most famous "kill" technique of the Battle Soul Sect.

However, compared to the nine "kill" characters used by Chen Jianjun back then, Chen Xin now uses a much more powerful eighty-one.

"Old Swordsman is too strong!"

The ancient banyan tree, which had been hiding in the spatial interlayer with Ning Fengzhi, was amazed. Although it was known that its old friend would become even stronger after years of seclusion, it was truly unexpected that he would become so powerful. Even with its current level of cultivation, it felt immense pressure.

He was one of the witnesses to Chen Xin's father's challenge to Qian Daoliu back then. Compared to that battle, Chen Xin's current strength is far greater.

"Uncle Bone".

Ning Fengzhi, who was standing to the side, said something, while his martial soul, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, floated in his hand.

He hasn't been idle these past few years either; his soul power cultivation has reached level seventy-nine, reaching the pinnacle of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

Gu Rong understood and opened a small spatial portal behind Chen Xin, and Ning Fengzhi also decisively unleashed his Martial Soul True Body.

"Of the seven treasures, the first is strength..."

He unleashed all six of his soul skills in one go, empowering Chen Xin.

Although the two sides had a falling out over what happened back then, now that they were facing a common enemy, the Spirit Hall, he naturally had to lend a hand. This was also an opportunity to further ease tensions with Sword Douluo.

Sensing the activation of the auxiliary soul skill, Chen Xin turned his head and glanced back.

"I appreciate your kindness, but this battle is not something you have the ability to interfere with."

As he spoke, he dispelled the support soul skills that had been applied to his body.

How could that be?

Ning Fengzhi's face instantly turned ashen, and he looked incredulously through the spatial portal at the Sword Douluo outside.

He had just successfully enhanced his soul skill on Sword Douluo, but half of his soul power was drained from his body in just a few seconds. If Sword Douluo hadn't shaken off the power of the soul skill in time, he would have been completely drained.

Although auxiliary soul skills will consume additional soul power when the soul power level of the assisted target is too high, the greater the difference, the greater the consumption.

Even with his level 79 soul power and the reduced consumption by half under the Seven Treasures True Body, it was still drained in an instant.

Just how strong is Sword Douluo?

"what happened?"

Gu Rong hurriedly helped Ning Fengzhi up, completely bewildered by his condition. How could he have suddenly become like this?

Was it because the old swordsman shattered his soul skill and suffered a backlash?

"Uncle Bone, Uncle Sword may have already broken through to that realm."

Staring blankly at that figure, Ning Fengzhi uttered a guess, his heart filled with even more regret.

If time could be reversed, he would never have made an enemy of that little brother, thus antagonizing Sword Douluo.