Chapter 193: Titan’s Purpose and Bibi Dong’s Breakdown

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Heaven Dou City. 

Recently, new rumors had been spreading throughout the city, and the one that drew the most attention was undoubtedly the return of Blue Silver Douluo, Wang Li, from Spirit Hall to Heaven Dou City. 

The news that he had slain Tang San, who had murdered his own teacher and fallen into the path of darkness, at Shrek Academy had been met with widespread approval. 

And on this very day, members of the Power Clan—Titan and his grandson, Tai Long—came to visit. However, as they stood outside the estate's gates, both hesitated, uncertain of what to do next. 

Tai Long, lacking confidence, muttered, 

"Grandfather… do you really think he'll help us? He's a Titled Douluo. Even if we ask, he might not even agree to see us." 

Titan smacked Tai Long on the head. 

"Brat! Can't you say something positive? Do you want your father to remain like this forever? The whereabouts of the Jade Phosphor Douluo are unpredictable. The only ones who can get in touch with her are her granddaughter and her granddaughter's husband—Blue Silver Douluo and Miss Dugu." 

"Your father has been bedridden for over seven years! If this continues, I'll have to bury my own son! Even if I have to give up everything, as long as he agrees to help, it will be worth it! Now go knock on that door!" 

Though Tai Long had just received a slap, it also gave him the determination he needed. Taking a deep breath, he stepped forward and knocked. 

Knock! Knock! Knock! 

The door opened slightly, and a servant peeked out. 

"Who is it? What business do you have?" 

Titan immediately put on a respectful smile, bowing slightly as he spoke humbly: 

"Young man, please inform them that Titan and Tai Long of the Power Clan have come to seek an audience." 

The servant nodded and replied, 

"Power Clan, got it. Wait here." 

With that, he pulled his head back inside and shut the door. 

A brief moment later, the doors opened once again, and the servant gestured for them to enter. 

"Come in. Follow me." 

Both Titan and Tai Long were overjoyed. The fact that they were granted an audience meant there was a chance to negotiate. If they had been turned away, it would have meant there was no hope at all. 

Following the servant, the two large, imposing men treaded carefully as they were led into a grand hall. 

Inside, Wang Li and Dugu Yan had already been informed of Titan's arrival. Wang Li was somewhat surprised but saw no harm in meeting him, so he allowed them to enter. 

Once inside, Wang Li greeted them with a calm smile. 

"Clan Chief Titan, we meet again. What brings you here today? Speak freely." 

Titan glanced at Wang Li, then at Dugu Yan, and his expression turned more respectful. By nature, he was not one to grovel, but in matters of urgency, he knew when to bow his head. 

It had been five years since he last saw Wang Li and Dugu Yan. Back then, they had just finished competing in the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Tournament, and at the time, they were merely at the Spirit King and Spirit Emperor levels. But now? Things were completely different. 

Rubbing his hands nervously, Titan spoke: 

"Your Excellency Blue Silver Douluo, Miss Dugu… We have come today to seek your help. Seven years ago, my son was poisoned by Tang San. Though we managed to detoxify him later, he has remained unconscious ever since." 

"For the past seven years, we've kept him alive through medicinal baths. According to my friend Yang Wudi, the toxins severely damaged his organs—particularly his nervous system—which is why he has yet to wake up." 

"That's why we're here today… We are hoping that the two of you can take a look. Since Jade Phosphor Douluo is a master of poisons, perhaps only you two can save him." 

"We are willing to offer everything we have, even sell our entire estate, to raise hundreds of thousands of gold soul coins if necessary. Please… help us!" 

After listening to Titan's plea, Wang Li finally understood the reason for their visit. However, Titan's offer did not particularly interest him. He chuckled lightly and said: 

"Clan Chief Titan, as long as your son isn't dead, he can be saved. But I see no reason why I must save him. And frankly, tens of thousands of gold soul coins mean little to me." 

"Besides, let's not forget who did this to your son. It was Tang San. And yet, you're quite familiar with his father, Tang Hao, aren't you?" 

Titan was overwhelmed with relief when he heard that his son could be saved. But when Wang Li mentioned Tang Hao, his expression darkened, and he fell silent. 

For a Titled Douluo, even if they didn't carry much money on them, they would never truly lack wealth. As long as they were willing to accept it, there would always be people eager to offer it. 

Tang San and Tang Hao—this father and son duo had a talent for dragging others into disaster. Titan's voice was laced with bitterness as he muttered: 

"He was our former master…" 

Wang Li remained calm, waving a hand dismissively. 

"And yet, you come to me for help? You're looking in the wrong place. Leave." 

Titan panicked. The person who could save Tai Nuo was right in front of him—how could he just turn around and leave? Without hesitation, he dropped to one knee, clasped his hands together, and pleaded: 

"Your Excellency, I have never once betrayed the kindness of my former master. Our clan has suffered countless misfortunes, and my son has remained unconscious for years—all because of them. I owe them nothing! 

"If you are willing to save my son, the Power Clan—all two hundred of us—will pledge our loyalty to you. We will follow your every command, without hesitation or regret!" 

"Without hesitation or regret…" 

Wang Li pondered deeply. He had ambitions—he wanted to build a legacy, something that would be remembered for generations. However, up until now, he had focused solely on increasing his own strength and had never established any kind of force or foundation. Because of this, he lacked subordinates he could truly rely on. 

The Power Clan, along with the other Three Single-Attribute Clans—the Defense Clan, the Breaking Clan, and the Speed Clan—could serve as a solid foundation. 

But that alone wasn't enough. 

Wang Li didn't just want an army of warriors; he wanted researchers, scholars, and innovators. He needed a place to cultivate minds. 

Starting a Spirit Master Academy from scratch would be too much trouble. But if he could acquire an existing one, things would be much simpler. 

He had plans to restore the lost art of crafting soul tools and push the development of soul technology forward. By freeing up labor and advancing civilization, he could shape the future. 

This wasn't something that could be accomplished by one person—or even one generation. It required a continuous effort, with each generation building upon the work of the last. 

His role? To unite the right forces, set the direction for research, and use his influence to guide the movement. He wouldn't need to personally handle everything—just ensure that the right system was in place. 

One thousand years from now… even ten thousand years from now… he would not be forgotten. 

But in the beginning, he had to lay the groundwork—consolidate his forces, gather resources, and gain access to the vast archives of Spirit Hall, which undoubtedly contained invaluable records from the past. 

Whether through cooperation or force, he would eventually have to make his way there. 

With all of this in mind, Wang Li finally nodded and spoke: 

"Then it's a deal. I will save your son. And in return, the Power Clan will be under my command, ready to serve me in the future. If you agree, bring your son here. If not, then leave and don't come back." 

Titan was overjoyed. A broad smile appeared on his face, but then he hesitated. 

"Your Excellency, as long as you can save my son, our Power Clan will be at your service. However, the Four Single-Attribute Clans are currently in discussions to form a new sect together. We've always stood by each other, so if I suddenly withdraw without notifying them, it would cause problems." 

Wang Li, however, remained unfazed. 

"Oh? You should have mentioned this earlier. In that case, I'll go with you. If I'm going to recruit one clan, I might as well recruit all four. The more people, the better—I have no complaints about that." 

Titan looked at Wang Li, surprised by his 'I'll take them all' attitude. He hesitated for a moment, but then gritted his teeth and thought to himself: 

"Old Rhino, Old Goat, Old White Bird… forgive me. We've been fighting among ourselves for years, but maybe following him is the best way forward for all of us…" 

Having made up his mind, Titan didn't hesitate any longer. He looked up at Wang Li and firmly declared— 

"No problem, I'll take you there. I'll also help persuade them. Although we've said we want to form a sect together, the decision is not final yet. There are still so many details to sort out."

Wang Li nodded, then turned to Du Gulong:

"Now that I've gained strength, it's time to start building something. I'll begin by consolidating the Four Single-Attribute Clans. Sister Yan, would you like to come with me?"

Du Gulong smiled:

"Of course, I'll support you in whatever you want to do. Besides, the inheritance from the Breaking Clan, especially the Yang family, will help me a lot. It's a good opportunity to thank them as well."

Wang Li looked back at Titan:

"You'll handle the schedule and route. We can leave as early as tomorrow morning."

Titan immediately nodded:

"Understood. I'll make sure everything's prepared."

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The next day!

Wang Li and Du Gulong boarded a carriage specially arranged by the Power Clan and left Heavenly Dou City once again, heading toward Longxing City—the location for the Single-Attribute Clans' discussions.

Although flying was an option, it would be meaningless to simply fly over. The key was gradually expanding by absorbing other single-attribute clans through the Power Clan.

As the carriage rolled along, Wang Li contemplated his future goals. The first, of course, was to become a god, ideally without being bound by the constraints of the divine realm. After all, those gods all sought to escape their positions. Shura, Kindness, Evil, Life, and Destruction—even the God Kings were no exception.

Why endure the suffering and struggle to find successors for each world, when he could simply cut straight to the goal and be free from the limitations of the divine realm?

Second, on Douluo Continent, he wanted to do something meaningful. When he first left his village, all he cared about was gaining strength. Now that he had power, it was time to use it.

The Four Single-Attribute Clans were a great starting point. From there, he would consolidate more forces—perhaps even recruit some unusual individuals. There were also well-known academies like the Five Elements Academy that he could look into.

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Meanwhile, in Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong sat frozen, staring at the reports sent from Heavenly Dou City's Spirit Hall. Her face was numb, and she mumbled in a daze:

"Xiao Gang... is dead…"

Since that incident years ago—being defiled by her teacher and forced to give birth to Qian Renxue—Bibi Dong had harbored deep hatred for everything. She despised Qian Xunji, hated Spirit Hall, and even loathed the world itself. She was mad—frenzied, yet also capable of great restraint.

Instead of immediately seeking revenge after the defilement, she waited for an opportunity. When Qian Xunji was gravely injured, she seized the chance, consuming his body and soul, altering her cultivation path, and unlocking the Rakshasa God Examination.

Aside from her love-stricken flaw, her abilities and talent were indisputable.

Bibi Dong hated the world. She wanted to overthrow everything and build a new world, with Yu Xiao Gang as its creator. But now, it was all impossible. Yu Xiao Gang was dead.

Her expression turned hideous as dark purple veins appeared on her face. The murderous aura inside her surged uncontrollably. She gritted her teeth:

"Tang San..."

She regretted not personally killing Tang Hao back then. Now, Tang San and his father had evaded her, but it was too late.

This was because Bibi Dong never truly intended to kill Tang Hao and Tang San, which gave Tang San the chance to kill her teacher.

Now, she wanted revenge, but it was impossible. Tang San had already died at the hands of Wang Li.

Bibi Dong almost spat blood. The frustration of not even having a proper outlet for her killing intent was the most unbearable part.

"Tang Hao, Tang San, Tang Hao, Tang San…"

She repeated their names over and over, before finally speaking in a voice full of rage:

"I'll leave no one alive in the Hao Tian Sect!"

After saying this, she slumped helplessly into her chair. Her voice grew quieter:

"I'm tired. Let the world be destroyed."

In the past, she only wanted to destroy the world's order. But now, she truly desired the complete destruction of everything.

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Also in Spirit Hall, within the Offering Hall.

Qian Renxue, clad in the Six-Winged Angel Spirit, was resplendent, her golden hair flying as she stood proudly. Seven soul rings—two yellow, two purple, and three black—circled around her. She was fighting Jin Crocodile Douluo, the strongest of the Offerings besides Qian Daoliu. Though he suppressed part of his power, not using his eighth or ninth soul rings, he was still a formidable opponent, on par with an average Titled Douluo.

With her Godly Six-Winged Angel Spirit, once Qian Renxue activated her Angel Domain, she could compete with a Titled Douluo. However, against Jin Crocodile, she couldn't gain an advantage.

Before this battle, she had defeated Demon Subduing Douluo, Qian Jun Douluo, Gaungling Douluo, Lion King Douluo, and Green Luan Douluo, but Jin Crocodile Douluo had proven to be her biggest challenge.

Meanwhile, Qian Daoliu, observing the battle under an angel statue, thought to himself:

"Xue'er has been undercover for so long, she's neglected her combat experience. With her powerful martial spirit, she could defeat the others, but against Jin Crocodile, it's not so easy."

"To truly master aerial combat, she needs to understand its essence. Our Six-Winged Angel Spirit is a gift from the heavens, and in the vast skies, she can unleash her full potential."

"Once Xue'er can defeat Jin Crocodile, with the reward from the God Examination, she'll break through to the 80th rank and absorb that 100,000-year-old soul ring. She will become even stronger. The next God Examination will be smoother, and the great Angel God will return to the continent, guiding humanity toward light."

A smile appeared on Qian Daoliu's face. He intended to support Bibi Dong as the next Pope, both because of his son's unkind actions and because of Qian Renxue's presence. He didn't want her to suffer from any negative emotions, especially since the Angel God had nothing to do with darkness.

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(End of Chapter)