Salas also wants to make the Douluo Planet his back garden. But unlike Tang San, Salas wants to lay a solid foundation that is unshakable.
For that, the time he has is also very limited. He has to arrange everything before he becomes a god.
Once he becomes a god, he won't be able to interfere too much in mortal affairs and will have to ascend to the Divine Realm within a hundred years—which is very troublesome.
And once he goes to the Divine Realm, it will become even harder to interfere with the Douluo Plane's affairs, since those gods will always be monitoring his actions.
Until he makes the entire Divine Realm his, he has to tread cautiously. But taking over the Divine Realm completely is easier said than done.
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While Salas was calculating his own plan, Dugu Bo had already made up his mind.
Although reluctant to agree, for his granddaughter's sake, he had to accept it...
"If you really have a way to cure this old man's problem, then this old man is willing to serve you," Dugu Bo said, kneeling on one knee.
Salas didn't say anything unnecessary and simply nodded, indicating he would remember Dugu Bo's words.
If you want to take someone as a subordinate, you can't ask weak questions. Speaking unnecessarily would only show that you have no real power to control them if they were to betray you.
Salas was well aware of his situation. So he didn't ask questions like, "How can I believe your words?" or "What if you break your promise?" or anything like that.
His simple nod was enough to make Dugu Bo feel fear.
Not that Salas thought Dugu Bo would betray him... Dugu Bo's personality was solid, after all. And there was also his granddaughter—his biggest weakness.
'Since I don't have any slave seal or anything similar, I can only let it be…' Salas thought silently.
Soon, he turned his attention to Dugu Bo, who was looking at him with hopeful eyes, waiting to be cured.
"Get up. I'll help you tomorrow. I need to prepare a few things. Since the poison has already integrated into every part of your body, this process will take years to complete. You have to be patient."
"I understand, my lord..." Dugu Bo nodded in understanding.
"Mmm. From your condition, it's really impressive that you've managed to survive until now and even cultivate to this level... How did you survive through every rainy day? Let me guess... this pool?" Salas asked casually, subtly praising Dugu Bo.
Hearing Salas's words, Dugu Bo's eyes lit up. Now he was completely sure that Salas could cure his problem. He hurriedly nodded, excitement surging in his heart.
Now his granddaughter could be saved. She didn't have to suffer anymore.
He wanted to tell Salas about his granddaughter too... but he stopped himself. He would first test the method and confirm if it was safe. Afterward, he'd tell him.
But little did he know... that when the time came to ask Salas for his granddaughter's cure, it wouldn't come for nothing.
Salas wasn't the type to give anything for free, after all.
"Mm. This place will be mine from now on... You can act as the guardian of this place."
"After giving me that pouch, you can leave," Salas said.
Dugu Bo's face twitched, but he still handed the pouch to Salas obediently and left.
Salas carefully took out the Aromatic Silk Beauty Immortal Grass and placed it inside the Wishful Hundred Treasure Pouch to store it safely.
As for taking the other immortal grasses... Salas didn't want to do it now.
"I don't know how to collect seeds and do all that planting... Better to let Tang San handle it," Salas thought coolly.
"And I don't necessarily have to give Tang San and the others the immortal grass immediately... If they don't participate in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament, that actually works best for me…"
"My major concern now is aligning the time of Tang Chen coming out of Slaughter City with Tang San obtaining the Sea God's Trident…"
"It will take six or seven years for the Snow Swan Kiss Immortal Grass to completely destroy the Killing Spirit City and force Tang Chen out."
"Taking this detail into account, I can find a solution to the timing issue…"
"But there are still some problems in the way…"
Salas carefully thought about the next challenge: making the Asura God choose him instead of Tang San as its successor.
The best way, of course, was to stop Tang San from obtaining the Killing God Domain. That alone would end the problem.
The second solution was for Salas to evolve his own Killing God Domain into the Asura Domain before Tang San.
Evolving the Asura God Domain was quite straightforward—whenever Salas absorbed soul rings, it would evolve.
If Salas could obtain the Killing God Domain now, then by the time he added his sixth or seventh ring, the accumulated energy would be enough to evolve it to the highest level—just like Tang San did in the canon.
And when the Killing God Domain evolved to the highest level, Asura's divine power would begin to manifest in Salas's body.
"This way, I can make sure I'll inherit the throne... The Asura God, known to uphold laws and fairness, won't show favoritism just because Tang San also has the Killing God Domain. After all, it'll be a fair competition between his two successors."
"And more importantly, at that time, I'll possibly have a god-level external soul bone, and even a god-level physique... Plus my other Ice and Fire Alchemy constitution—or even the next Vajra constitution. I'll be far superior to Tang San. So if the Asura God shows favoritism, it'll most likely be toward me…" Salas mused, calculating every pro and con.
Who in the world wouldn't want such a successor? Salas was sure that once he secured all these advantages, even the gods would be jealous. His foundation would be rock-solid. The Asura God would naturally choose the best successor.
"Although there's a 99 percent chance of that happening, there's still that 1 percent chance something goes wrong... Tang Chen will also be a variable at that time. So to make it 100 percent certain, the best thing is not to let Tang San even enter the Asura God's line of sight..."
"Haa. But that's easier said than done..." Salas thought dejectedly.
Stopping Tang San from entering Slaughter City was troublesome—it was Tang Hao's decision, after all...
"I'll just find a way…"
"Simple..."
"If the heavy rains come, I'll create a storm to pass by. Hehe," Salas laughed sinisterly.