Douluo: Tang Hao kills me, the son pays for the father's debt

Chapter 270: Smart Tang San, Mo Bai's expectations of his master
In order to maintain Tang Chen's glorious image in Poseidon's heart, Tang San took great pains and even wove a lot of lies for this purpose.

In the stories told to Poseidon in the past, Tang Chen was a hero who showed up after the Haotian Sect was in trouble and successfully killed the King of Slaughter.

After learning about the tragic experiences of the father and son, he took the responsibility and personally took them to the Spirit Hall to ask for an explanation. Unfortunately, he was slandered by Mo Bai and was forced to commit suicide in front of the world.

Of course, Tang San would not forget to say some sweet words to Tang Chen, such as missing him and expressing regret. This move moved Poseidon deeply.

Although he knew that some of the plots did not fit Tang Chen's character, Poseidon was willing to believe that Tang San would eventually be successfully whitewashed and Spirit Hall would be defined as an evil organization.

However, all this revealed some flaws after Mo Bai appeared. Facing Poseidon's questions, Tang San was not a fool. He also saw the seriousness of it and knew that if he gave a bad answer, he would most likely offend Poseidon.

“I know, but my great-grandfather told me before he died. I regret it very much, but it’s too late now.

I did hide some things from you, but I had no choice. After all, the massacre of the Haotian Sect was too horrific, and my great-grandfather was not conscious at the time. I hope you will forgive me."

Tang San avoided the important issues and bypassed the trap set by Poseidon. Then, with a tearful performance, he successfully put Poseidon in a situation where he could hardly distinguish between truth and falsehood.

Mo Bai is an enemy after all, and although his words are convincing, they cannot be trusted completely. Tang San concealed something, but there are indeed excusable reasons for it, and the key is that he is Tang Chen's great-grandson.

In the end, emotion overcame reason, and Poseidon chose to believe Tang San, but this way all the problems were focused on Tang Chen. To sum it up in four words, it's all his own fault.

The relationship between the two men warmed up again. After they paid tribute to Tang Chen together, Tang San found an opportunity to leave, while Poseidon stayed in the temple to mourn for Tang Chen. At this point, Mo Bai's plan was easily resolved by Tang San's wit.
In this situation, even if Mo Bai knew about it, he probably wouldn't find it strange. After all, Poseidon's fate had already been determined. Even if she didn't want to in the end, she wouldn't be able to escape it the moment Tang San became a god.

However, these are no longer important to Mo Bai, because he has successfully absorbed the soul ring of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King and broke through to the level of high-level priest, with strength equivalent to about level 107.

The sacrifice time was still too short, otherwise Mo Bai could probably have made further progress. However, he was very satisfied now. After all, he now had the ability to compete with the clone of the Sea God left in the artifact.

Mo Bai is not sure about a one-on-one fight, but don't forget that he has two martial spirits. Even if he can't guarantee a win, he should be invincible in a two-on-one situation.

What's more, Seagod might not dare to let go. He only needed to use one martial spirit to entangle Seagod's clone. It wouldn't take long, and it would be enough for him to kill Tang San several times.

Mo Bai really wanted to thank the Ice Goddess in person, but unfortunately he probably wouldn't have this opportunity, after all, they were not in the same dimension.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King has now completely disappeared, and the next one is its wife. However, Mo Bai did not take action immediately, but fell on its wide fish head.

"Take me to find other sea soul beasts, preferably ones that are older than you. As long as my soul bones are full, you don't have to die and you can be reunited with your children."

It has to be said that Mo Bai is a bit of a coward. He intends to disintegrate the enemy from within. Although it is very insidious, it is indeed much more efficient than him wandering around alone on the sea.

"Yes."

The big guy under him responded quickly, and judging from his tone, he seemed very excited. It looked like the sea was in trouble this time. I wonder if the sea god would be so angry when he knew it?
A month later, Mo Bai finally returned to Wuhun City. His soul bone set was complete, but his divine power had not been significantly improved.

Mo Bai understood it very well. After all, he was a god, and soul bones improved soul power, which needed to be transformed. These soul bones could not support his huge demand. The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's wife had been released, and Mo Bai had treated her injuries. He had also found his children, who were playing in the sea. As for the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, he would probably be a bachelor after his resurrection.

Afterwards, Mo Bai spent more than half a year moving all the sects to the new city. As the population grew, the new city was officially renamed Wuhun City, and the old Wuhun City was named Holy City.

In order to facilitate management, Mo Bai ignored everyone's wishes and used tough measures to forcibly abolish the concept of sect and arranged all senior executives to serve in the Spirit Hall.

The remaining members are allocated according to their levels. Soul masters above level 50 live in the Holy City, and the rest live in the Martial Soul City.

Of course, Mo Bai did not forget to form an army. An army of more than 80,000 soul masters soon appeared, but they adopted a mixed system, mainly to facilitate brainwashing.

Mo Bai's move shocked the world, but now no one dared to stand up and oppose it, because such warriors were already frightened. Hundreds of bloody heads were hung high in Wuhun City, and Mo Bai also successfully won the title of tyrant.

There is a corps of soul masters, but it is obviously not enough to face the upcoming war. Soul masters are also human beings, and their soul power will always be exhausted, so Mo Bai set his sights on the Kingdom of Barak.

The Barak Kingdom belongs to the Tiandou Empire and has a permanent army of over 300,000 stationed there. It is adjacent to the Spirit Hall and due to years of resisting the invasion of the Xingluo Empire, the army's combat effectiveness is still very strong.

In fact, this had already been carried out during Bibi Dong's reign. Now, the kingdom's top leaders had already been controlled by the Spirit Hall. As long as Mo Bai gave the order, the army would be easily captured.

But there is no rush. Mo Bai is going to wait until Tang San becomes a god and returns before using this chess piece. As long as the war starts, it will definitely give him a surprise.

On this day, Mo Bai unexpectedly appeared in the worship hall, with the chief worshiper Qian Daoliu next to him. The two of them sat under the angel statue, staring nervously at a dark passage in front of them.

Inside is the secret realm of angels, which only Qian Renxue can enter. It is also the place where she usually practices. At this moment, she is accepting the final test from the Angel God.

Since returning from Tiandou City, Qian Renxue's soul power level has broken through to level ninety-nine, which made the old man very happy, so he accelerated the progress of the divine test.

In fact, two months ago, Qian Renxue had completed all the previous assessments. Considering that this was the last level, she deliberately rested for a period of time.

"Xiao Bai, do you think Xue'er can succeed? There won't be any accidents, right?"

Witnessing the birth of the Angel God has been the long-cherished wish of the Qian family for generations. Now that it is about to come true, Qian Daoliu is a little nervous.

"Grandpa, don't worry, Xue'er will definitely succeed."

Mo Bai had lost count of how many times he had repeated this sentence of comfort. In fact, he was also nervous, but he had forgotten about it because his mind was not here, but on the divine realm.

He had offended the Sea God many times. If this old guy didn't abide by the ethics of martial arts, he really had no choice now. He only hoped that when this happened, the unreliable master could give some help.

(End of this chapter)