I’ve already become a titled Douluo, and only now the system arrives?

Chapter 189: Tang Chen's Ambition, Reforging a Divine Weapon

"Haha, good! As expected of my great-grandson, Tang Chen. You have true courage."

Tang Chen laughed heartily with satisfaction.

Tang San, meanwhile, clenched his fists tightly.

He understood that this would be his only chance for revenge.

No matter the dangers ahead, he had to press on.

"Let's go. I'll take you to the inner city to activate the teleportation array."

As Tang Chen's voice fell, he grabbed Tang San and moved forward.

In no time, they arrived at the inner city.

Once bustling with crime, the inner city was now eerily deserted.

And now?

It was desolate; in the vast City of Slaughter, only Tang Chen and Tang San remained.

"Tap, tap, tap..."

Even their footsteps echoed clearly.

"Stand here."

Tang Chen stopped.

"Ancestor, what do we do now?" Tang San asked, looking up.

"One way to enter the Road to Hell is through sacrifice, by drenching the array with a large amount of blood to activate the teleportation."

"But there's no one here," Tang San said, looking around.

Indeed, it was empty.

How could they perform a sacrifice?

Relying on just the two of them?

Even if they drained all their blood, it wouldn't be enough.

"Of course, there's a second method." Tang Chen noticed Tang San's hesitation and confusion.

"And that is?"

Tang Chen's expression turned complex. "I can consume a large amount of divine power to activate it."

"But doing so will cause me to fall into a deep sleep."

What else could he do in his current state?

Seek revenge on Qin Xiao and Bo Saixi?
That was unrealistic.

At his peak, he couldn't defeat Qin Xiao and Bo Saixi, let alone now, when he was crippled and his strength had regressed, with the Asura Divine Sword lost.

Tang San asked again, "Ancestor, I remember you saying that the Asura Divine Sword is crucial for inheriting the god position."

"Sigh." Tang Chen sighed deeply. "That's true and not true."

"Hmm?" Tang San was puzzled.

He didn't fully understand Tang Chen's words.

"The Asura Divine Sword is important but not indispensable. If we can forge a weapon capable of bearing the power of the Asura God, it can also help you complete the god test."

"Forge a divine weapon?" Tang San was stunned.

How was that possible?

A divine weapon was left by gods and was incredibly powerful. How could mere mortals on the Douluo Continent forge one?

"Don't believe me?" Tang Chen saw the doubt in Tang San's eyes and smiled. "Others might not be able to, but I can."

As his words fell, a massive Haotian Hammer appeared in Tang Chen's hand.

Under its terrifying aura, Tang San couldn't help but take several steps back to withstand the pressure from the Haotian Hammer.

Seeing the blood-red patterns entwined around the pitch-black hammer, Tang San's eyes widened in shock. He thought of a possibility and said incredulously, "Wait, Ancestor, you plan to use this Haotian Hammer..."

Tang Chen nodded heavily, replying solemnly, "Yes. My Haotian Hammer is not an ordinary one. It contains a great deal of Asura God's power. Essentially, it has changed. 

It's no longer merely a product of soul power condensation; it's a tangible object. Calling it a semi-divine weapon is not an exaggeration."

"The Haotian Hammer hasn't degraded despite my declining cultivation. That's a stroke of luck, giving us endless possibilities. By infusing it with more Asura divine power and granting it a soul, it can become a divine weapon for you."

Tang San was astonished. "Is that possible?"

"But my teacher never told me about such things."

This concept shattered his understanding.

"Your teacher, Yu Xiaogang?" Tang Chen's lips curled in disdain.

"I heard from Tang Hao that Yu Xiaogang is a fraud, stealing others' knowledge and patching it up as his own theory. What real insights could he have?"

"Moreover, what I'm saying is true. There's a precedent on the Douluo Continent where a powerful figure turned their martial soul into a genuine divine weapon."

So that's how divine weapons come about... Tang San realized.

But then he recalled Tang Chen's earlier words, "Ancestor, you mentioned that the Haotian Hammer needs divine power and a soul to transform. Does that mean..."

He didn't finish, but he had already guessed the answer.

In Tang Sect's weapon crafting, this method was known as blood-forging or sacrifice.

"Hehe, in my current state, there's no chance of returning to my peak at level 99. In other words, this old body is useless now.

If I can aid in your rise, even if it means my death, I have no regrets. Only by infusing all my divine power and soul into the Haotian Hammer can it transform into a true divine weapon."

Tang San was speechless upon hearing Tang Chen's words.

Tears silently streamed down his face.

"Xiao San, be strong."

Tang Chen was moved. Using his one good hand, he wiped away Tang San's tears. "If we don't do this, we have no hope for revenge. Besides, I'm not truly dying; I'll just accompany you in another form. Ancestor will still be with you for vengeance.

I want Qin Xiao and Bo Saixi to perish under the Haotian Hammer, or rather, the future Asura Hammer."

"I won't let you down, Ancestor." Tang San nodded resolutely.

"Good, get ready."

"Activate the Road to Hell!"

Tang Chen roared, raising the Haotian Hammer high.

Tang San watched as a bloody glow erupted from the Haotian Hammer, illuminating the entire City of Slaughter.

"Boom, boom, boom."

The ground trembled.

A blood-red array gradually emerged.

In the next moment, with a flash of light, Tang San and Tang Chen vanished from where they stood.

The scene shifted.

Tang San found himself in a different space.

He stood on a platform, with a flowing river of blood beneath his feet.

"Xiao San, the path ahead is yours to walk alone."

Tang Chen hovered in midair not far away, looking at Tang San. "When you gain the domain in the Slaughter Space, I'll come to retrieve you."

"I understand," Tang San nodded solemnly.

Without saying more, Tang Chen plummeted straight down, into the ever-flowing river of blood.

For the Haotian Hammer to evolve into a divine weapon, it required a vast amount of power, and he needed to slumber within the blood river to accumulate strength.

But neither of them knew what awaited them in the Slaughter Space.

...

Ten days later.

A series of shocking news spread across the Douluo Continent, sending chills down everyone's spines.

They couldn't fathom the storm that had swept across the continent.

The Elephant Armor Sect was annihilated.

The Wind Sword Sect was wiped out.

The Fire Leopard Sect was destroyed.

Countless soul master families and sects were eradicated overnight.

The most explosive news was that the Star Luo Empire, one of the two great empires on the Douluo Continent, had changed hands.

The Dai family of the royal house was completely exterminated.

The once subservient Zhu Clan had risen to become the ruling family.

...

"The Zhu Clan turned out to be quite formidable."

"After lying low for so many years, they suddenly became the masters of the Star Luo Empire."

"We really underestimated them. Who would have thought the small Zhu Clan had such power."

In the grand hall of the Heaven Dou Empire's palace, Snake Lance Douluo couldn't stop praising them.

"Hehe, the Zhu Clan alone doesn't have that much power. If they were truly able to rival the White Tiger Clan of the Star Luo royal family, they wouldn't have remained vassals."

Qian Renxue closed the confidential report she had just received and smiled coldly.

"Young Master, are you saying someone else helped the Zhu Clan seize the throne?" Snake Lance Douluo's eyes widened, his mind racing with new thoughts.

"Of course."

Qian Renxue nodded slightly, her answer firm.

"Who could it be?"

"Think about who on this continent is the most troublesome."

"The most troublesome person?"

After hearing Qian Renxue's words, Snake Lance Douluo was momentarily stunned. Then a figure appeared in his mind, impossible to dismiss.

He couldn't contain his shock and shouted, "Qin Xiao! Could it be that Qin Xiao supported the Zhu Clan?"

"That's right," Qian Renxue answered calmly.

Hearing her confirmation, Snake Lance Douluo was shaken to his core.

"Good heavens, he's truly outrageous."

"Qin Xiao's actions are beyond belief. I wondered why he had been so quiet; it turns out he had shifted from the Heaven Dou Empire to the Star Luo Empire!"

"And his first move was to accomplish something so monumental. It's unbelievable!"

Snake Lance Douluo couldn't help but recall all the major events Qin Xiao had orchestrated since they met.

Helping the Young Master seize the throne, destroying the Clear Sky Sect, crippling the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and now overthrowing the Star Luo royal family.

He was numb.

Truly numb.

Any one of these feats would be enough for an ordinary person to boast about for a lifetime.

"Ugh..."

Suddenly, Snake Lance Douluo felt a chill from his feet up to his head.

Thinking about the current powers on the Douluo Continent, aside from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, which was close to Qin Xiao, only the Spirit Hall remained as a force he might consider.

The more he thought, the more terrified he became.

He couldn't help but ask, "Young Master, do you think Qin Xiao's next target could be the Spirit Hall?"

Upon hearing Snake Lance Douluo's question, Qian Renxue frowned slightly and replied in a cool voice, "Elder Snake Lance, calm yourself. It's not wise to speculate on things that haven't happened.

Besides, Qin Xiao is not a bloodthirsty person. He acted against the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan because Yu Tianheng schemed against him. He acted against the Star Luo royal family because of the Star Luo Emperor's worthless son, Dai Mubai.

We in the Spirit Hall have no grievances with him, and he has no reason to target us."

In truth, Qian Renxue subconsciously hoped not to stand against Qin Xiao.

"I spoke out of turn."

Snake Lance Douluo blushed, internally cursing himself for being so cowardly.

What was there to fear? If the sky fell, the tall ones would hold it up.

Besides, the Spirit Hall had the supreme offerings; surely they could suppress a mere Qin Xiao?

"If there's nothing else, Elder, you may go rest. I wish to be alone."

Qian Renxue waved her hand dismissively.

"Young Master, take care of your health. Don't overwork yourself."

Snake Lance Douluo clasped his hands and bowed slightly before turning and leaving the grand hall.

In an instant, the hall was empty, leaving Qian Renxue alone.

"Damn Qin Xiao!"

"Damn Qin Xiao!"

"You came back from overseas and didn't even come to see me."

She stomped her foot in frustration, still feeling resentful. Her gaze fell on the solid gold throne.

She kicked it repeatedly.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

"Poor throne, what did it do to deserve this? Every day it has to bear the brunt of your anger and now your kicks."

Suddenly, a teasing voice echoed in the hall.

"Who's there, sneaking around!"

Qian Renxue spun around.

Powerful soul energy surged through her, her body beginning to glow faintly with golden light.

But when she saw the figure emerging from the shadows, she was stunned.

"Qin Xiao!"

Her expression shifted from cold to joyous.

But in the next moment, it turned icy again.

Remembering that Qin Xiao had returned from overseas without coming to see her, she felt a surge of anger.

"Hmph, you're not dead. Congratulations."

Obviously, she wanted to let Qin Xiao know she was still angry.

Qin Xiao wasn't offended, instead laughing and teasing, "One moment you're sunny, the next you're stormy. Truly, the saying is right: a woman's mood changes faster than the weather."

Qian Renxue pointed at Qin Xiao, her hand trembling, "You, you infuriate me!"

"Hahaha."

Seeing Qian Renxue's angry demeanor, Qin Xiao couldn't help but laugh.

But he knew when to stop, so he brought out his trump card.

"Don't be mad, I brought you a gift."

"A gift? What gift?" Qian Renxue's curiosity was piqued, and her attitude softened.

"Still angry?"

"Hmph, I'll decide after seeing the gift."

Qian Renxue crossed her arms, waiting to see what Qin Xiao had brought.

"Here, take a good look."

Qin Xiao said, producing a series of exquisitely crafted small boxes.

He opened them one by one, revealing a collection of simple trinkets.

Pearls, jade, pendants, and bracelets.

"Just these?" Qian Renxue raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised.

"Yes, just these!" Qin Xiao affirmed.

In fact, these items were things he had casually picked up on Sea God Island. They weren't particularly valuable.

"These look less valuable than the boxes," Qian Renxue mocked bluntly.

Qin Xiao shrugged, "But I made them myself, their value is immeasurable."

Qian Renxue's expression softened at this revelation, "If that's the case, I can see some sincerity in them..."

Maybe due to the personal touch, the more she looked at the trinkets, the more she liked them.

Unknowingly, she had already forgiven Qin Xiao.

A long while later.

Qin Xiao left the Heaven Dou Palace, walking down the long street, when he unexpectedly encountered an old acquaintance.

The person looked disheveled and wretched, like a beggar.

But Qin Xiao recognized him immediately.

Crossing his arms, Qin Xiao smirked coldly at the man, "Heh, Yu Xiaogang, I didn't expect to find you here."

"Q-Qin Xiao, wh-what are you doing here!"

Yu Xiaogang was equally stunned.

As Qin Xiao approached, he grew increasingly terrified.

"Stay away from me!"

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