Dou Luo: This Tang San is Different

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Tang San's words resonated deeply, not just with Hu Liena but also with Tang Yuehua. After all, wasn't the Spirit Hall advancing precisely in the direction of "having seen the world"? 

It was exactly this kind of development that had made the Spirit Hall increasingly popular among the inhabitants of the continent. 

"I've learned a lot," Hu Liena admitted as she returned to her senses, realizing there was still much she needed to grasp. Yet, she couldn't help but ask, "But what happens if we fail to understand the multitudes around us?" 

"Nothing much," Tang San replied calmly. "We have power. They can't overthrow us. But if that's the case, we'll be trapped in endless cycles. To put it simply: 'The throne rotates; this year it's my turn.'" 

He glanced around at the others who were casually chatting. "Perhaps the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan becomes the ruling monarchy. Maybe Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect ascends to the throne. But no matter the scenario, if those in power fail to reach the fourth level of understanding, fail to see that the world also has breadth, then their so-called governance will merely be a cycle of 'your act ends, mine begins.'" 

"If we don't understand the people, then they won't understand us. The world will remain in its stagnant state of low productivity and meager economic foundations, performing one monotonous yet slightly varied drama after another for the gods of the Divine Realm to watch." 

"Do you want to be just another actor in this play, or will you break free of the cage and achieve true freedom?" 

A chill ran down Hu Liena's spine, only to transform into a surge of heat that made her blood pulse with energy. She couldn't help but ask, "Does the teacher know about your thoughts?" 

"She does," Tang San replied with a faint nod, lowering his voice intentionally. "Why do you think we cultivate Blue Silver Emperor vines? The Blue Silver Network has indeed improved our efficiency and quality of life, but its ultimate purpose is for its roots to spread throughout the world. And then—" 

"One day, we'll uproot every trace of the Divine Realm's inheritance grounds in this world." 

Hu Liena was struck by a mix of fear and excitement. "So our final opponent is the Divine Realm? Are we aiming to erase all traces of their inheritance grounds?" 

"Don't make us sound like villains," Tang San chuckled. "Erasing them is too harsh a term. The gods have left their marks in our world, and some cultures and traditions have arisen because of their influence. These aspects, too, are part of our world. 

What we're doing isn't slaughtering them all but embracing and preserving the cultures and traditions shaped by their legacy." 

"As for removing them, it's actually simple. We locate the spatial passageways connecting the Divine Realm to our world and sever them. Those inheritance grounds act as coordinates—we erase their imprints, nothing more." 

"The universe is boundless and ever-moving. Without spatial passages and coordinates, it would take the Divine Realm at least 'a billion years' to locate our world again." 

"A billion years?" Hu Liena questioned. "I think in just a few hundred years, we'll have developed to a level that the entire Divine Realm couldn't even hope to match." 

This was the first time Tang Yuehua had heard of such a plan. Unable to suppress her curiosity, she asked, "But what if the Divine Realm's connection to us is an act of protection?" 

Tang San countered with a question: "Have you grown up?" 

Tang Yuehua furrowed her brow, puzzled by his question. 

"All forms of love in the world are about reunion—except the love of parents for their children, which is about eventual separation," Tang San said meaningfully. 

"I understand," Tang Yuehua murmured, recalling her time running Yue Xuan alone in Heaven Dou City, self-sufficient and even sending resources back to the Haotian Clan. 

The Haotian Clan, on the other hand, had remained stagnant, reliant on the efforts of their younger generation. 

Thinking about this, Tang Yuehua felt a wave of helplessness. That sect had only survived because the times hadn't changed drastically enough—because soul masters still held significant status. 

"If the Divine Realm's protection is truly altruistic, then they should respect our choices. And as those being protected, we should one day be able to proudly tell them that we've grown up, that we can venture out and face the world on our own. They should feel proud of us and encourage us." 

Tang San continued, "If a son or daughter can stand independently and carve their own path, wouldn't any healthy-minded parent wish for and rejoice in such a scenario?" 

Tang Yuehua sighed, "Unfortunately, such parents are few and far between." 

As they were talking, Tang Xiao approached and said to Tang San, "May we talk outside?" 

Tang San glanced around and realized that Tang Chen was no longer there. Understanding the situation, he stood up and followed Tang Xiao as they left for a steep cliff. 

"The spiritual energy here is a bit heavy," Tang San observed as he noticed Tang Chen's back. He didn't greet him but instead scanned the surroundings, sensing that this place was often covered by a certain domain. The environment here felt more sinister, with an artificial harshness that overshadowed its natural majesty. 

"Sharp senses, very impressive," Tang Chen remarked as he turned around, waving his hand to dismiss Tang Xiao. Afterward, he asked Tang San, "Would you be willing to return to the Haotian Sect?" 

"I was never from the Haotian Sect, so how could I return?" Tang San replied, and just as he spoke, a murderous aura, as sharp as a blade, suddenly assaulted him. It felt as if it would tear through his skin and scorch his soul. 

However, Tang San merely shifted his blood flow, circulated his soul power, and focused his mind. He easily resisted the killing intent, even using it as a sharpening stone, carefully contemplating the true nature of a rank 100 powerhouse. 

"Not bad," Tang Chen withdrew the killing intent, a hint of surprise in his eyes. "Your physical strength has surpassed the standard of a 99th-level soul master. I'd wager you're only a step away from godhood." 

"Why not come to Sea God Island?" 

Tang San shook his head. "Reaching rank 100 by accumulating personal energy is not the same as inheriting a divine position. The latter is far stronger." 

No matter what, Tang San was still his great-grandson. Despite the misunderstandings with his son, Hao'er, that led to a severed relationship, as the grandfather, Tang Chen still wanted to maintain a good rapport. 

If Tang San could inherit a divine position, the relationship between their families could be strengthened. 

As for the Spirit Hall... 

Qian Daoliu had already lost his son, leaving only a daughter. This was the perfect opportunity—perhaps an arranged marriage between their families, and Hu Liena could be added to the mix as well. 

"Doesn't Sea God Island already have a divine inheritor?" Tang San asked. 

"That's not one of our own," Tang Chen chuckled, implying that if Tang San agreed, he would immediately eliminate that inheritor. Alternatively, they could have Poseidon sabotage the trial, rendering the inheritor useless. 

The personal reason behind this was that the inheritor had appeared during his wedding with Poseidon, ruining his long-awaited moment. If not for the presence of so many outsiders, Tang Chen would have personally dealt with the issue by visiting Sea God Island. 

Now, if Tang San agreed, it would be a win-win. Poseidon could contribute during the inheritance process, thus gaining a chance to ascend to the divine realm, and the relationship between the Haotian Sect and Spirit Hall would improve, even potentially forming a closer bond. 

Why not? 

As for the rule that gods couldn't interfere in human affairs… once that inheritor was acknowledged by Sea God, they were no longer fully "human." Taking matters into his own hands wouldn't be an issue; it would just be bad luck for the inheritor. 

Tang San firmly rejected, "I refuse." 

"Why?" Tang Chen asked, confused, and then his expression shifted to anger. 

He had worked hard to come up with this win-win solution, and now, he couldn't think of another plan. It would be difficult for him, as an elder, to come up with something else. 

Tang San yawned and replied, "If I want to become a god, I will earn it myself—through my own efforts, research, and creation. I don't need the blessings of other gods." 

(End of Chapter)