"Whale Glue."
"A medicinal substance derived from whale-type Spirit Beasts."
"The ignorant treat it as nothing more than an aphrodisiac for yin-yang harmony…"
"But they fail to see its true path—its supreme use in strengthening the body."
"…Whale Glue?"
A trace of surprise flashed through Qian Daoliu's eyes.
"Hm… since this is guidance from a divine dream, we'll abandon the two hundred-year Spirit Beasts."
"We'll replace them with two thousand-year ones."
"Qian Jun. Dragon Subduer."
As his voice fell—
The Sixth Hall of Worship Elder, Thousand Jun Douluo, and the Seventh Elder, Dragon Subduer Douluo, appeared in the hall.
The two were biological brothers, both at rank ninety-six.
When united, their strength could rival even a Peak Douluo.
"Bring one thousand-year Spirit Beast each—the Angel Elf and the Sacred Heavenly Spirit Tiger."
"Control their age between one and two thousand years."
"And retrieve Whale Glue from the treasury. I want samples of all ages."
Even now, Qian Daoliu remained cautious.
Despite the "divine guidance," he still limited the spirit ring age to a safe range.
Tang Muzhi did not object.
After all—
Taking too big a step could easily lead to disaster.
Absorbing ten-thousand-year rings at the first and second stage was unrealistic anyway.
The mental shock alone would be unbearable.
As long as he could cross the threshold from hundred-year to thousand-year rings, that was enough.
The difference in early-stage strength between the two was enormous.
As for later?
He would have God Trials.
Ten-thousand-year rings would come eventually.
—
Collecting his thoughts, Tang Muzhi respectfully bowed.
"I'll trouble Sixth Grandfather and Seventh Grandfather."
Both elders smiled.
Respect was always appreciated.
And Qian Renxue—
Proud, yet not arrogant.
Courteous and composed.
She was someone they genuinely liked.
"Leave it to us."
They patted their chests and departed.
—
Tang Muzhi didn't remain idle.
Instead, he picked up a catalog from the Spirit Hall treasury and began flipping through it carefully.
From the first page to the last.
Every treasure—
Every resource—
Anything that could be converted into strength was worth noting.
"Whale Glue… Spirit Bones… ancient soul tools…"
"Thousand-year Whale Glue… ten-thousand-year Whale Glue…"
"Right Arm Spirit Bone of Explosive Burning Flame—thirty-thousand-year Scarlet Flame Beast…"
"Left Leg Spirit Bone of Rapid Advance—thirty-thousand-year Wind Demon Tiger…"
"…Ancient soul tool storage artifact… containing a Life Bag woven from the roots of the Evergreen of Life…"
"…housing a Golden Behemoth King cub…"
Tang Muzhi paused.
A flicker of interest passed through his eyes.
Ancient soul tools—
Black technologies from a lost era.
And inside one of them…
An Ancient Exotic Beast.
A Golden Behemoth King.
—
Before long, Qian Jun and Dragon Subduer returned.
The task had been simple.
Near Spirit City lay an enclosed Spirit Beast forest, specifically cultivated with suitable beasts.
For two Super Douluo—
Capturing thousand-year Spirit Beasts was effortless.
Retrieving Whale Glue from the treasury was even easier.
Everything was ready.
—
Tang Muzhi set aside the catalog and stepped forward.
First—
A piece of thousand-year Whale Glue.
Then—
A piece of ten-thousand-year Whale Glue.
The quality alone far surpassed anything ordinary.
Even compared to the one Huo Yuhao once used, these were on an entirely different level.
As for the side effects—
The aphrodisiac properties—
They were effortlessly purified by Qian Daoliu's angelic spirit power.
With resources this abundant and a Super Douluo personally assisting—
Tang Muzhi used them without hesitation.
When consuming such treasures:
The first use yields full effect.
The second—half.
The third—negligible.
Using them twice was already extravagant beyond measure.
But Tang Muzhi?
He didn't need to worry about cost.
If a problem could be solved with resources—
Then it wasn't a problem.
Only when resistance began to form did he stop.
—
Then—
Under the watchful eyes of Qian Daoliu, Qian Jun, and Dragon Subduer—
Tang Muzhi began absorbing his spirit rings.
Two purple rings.
Both thousand-year grade.
One from a 1,300-year Angel Elf.
The other from a 1,700-year Sacred Heavenly Spirit Tiger.
Both were top-tier choices.
Thanks to the immense boost from the Whale Glue—
His body could withstand them.
The process completed smoothly.
Qian Jun and Dragon Subduer were visibly impressed.
"To absorb thousand-year rings as the first and second… unprecedented."
Qian Daoliu finally relaxed.
"It succeeded… divine ancestor be praised."
Looking at Tang Muzhi—
His smile deepened.
Innate level twenty spirit power.
Chosen as the Angel God's heir.
Now—
Two thousand-year spirit rings at the very start.
He almost said it out loud—
"My granddaughter has the potential to become a god!"
But then he paused.
No—
That would be too modest.
It was like someone who saved the world claiming they only saved a city.
—
That night—
Rear Hall of Worship.
Qian Renxue's residence.
Three Titled Douluo gathered.
Due to Tang Muzhi's outstanding performance and the so-called "divine dream," Qian Daoliu assigned an additional protector.
Alongside Snake Dragon and Porcupinefish—
A rare female Titled Douluo joined them.
All three would now serve under his command.
If he ever left Spirit City—
His escort would be upgraded to Qian Jun and Dragon Subduer themselves.
Two powerhouses capable of battling a Peak Douluo together.
—
At this moment—
Tang Muzhi lay on his bed.
Exhausted.
Yet unable to sleep immediately.
His thoughts drifted.
Becoming Qian Renxue…
Was still difficult to fully accept.
In some ways—
He resembled a certain Heavenly Emperor.
His "Supreme Bone" had been taken from him.
But in return—
His future had risen to a higher level.
"Ah…"
"Could it be… I'm destined to rise in response to calamity?"
Then again—
Heaven takes…
But first, it gives.
Since he had come here—
Since fate had brought him—
Then this was his stage.
First—
He would claim everything Heaven had "given."
The Spirit Hall treasury.
The Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.
The Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud.
The inheritance of the Sea God…
One by one—
All of it would be his.
—
With those thoughts—
Tang Muzhi drifted into deep sleep.
—
Dragon King Timeline — Aolai City
"Ring… ring… ring…"
The alarm rang.
Tang Muzhi's consciousness stirred.
Half-asleep, he instinctively stretched his limbs.
Then—
His mind snapped awake.
His body responded.
Familiar.
Perfectly familiar.
His eyes flew open.
"My body—!"
"This feeling…!"
"Bone Movement Divine Skill—!"
"Oh—!"
"My Supreme Bone is back!!!"