Tang San: Another Child of Fortune?

"That's what happened!"

Moyan recounted everything to Jin Tianming in full detail. Jin Tianming fell silent for a moment, then said speechlessly, "You guys..."

"This was my fault. You don't need to blame the main body."

"At least you know that!"

Seeing Moyan honestly admit her mistake, Jin Tianming could not be bothered to get angry. He passed the fortune he had just acquired to Moyan through their Spiritual Power link and instructed her, "This is the fortune I just obtained. See how to inject it into the main body, and tell him not to act recklessly again."

"It's fine if we die, but if he dies, we're finished too!"

"Got it." Moyan agreed. As if recalling something, she picked up the secret technique on the table and used her powerful Spiritual Power to copy it for Jin Tianming. Then she continued.

"This was created by the main body using Dragon Soul. Find some time to cultivate it, and let Moxie take a look at it too."

Jin Tianming glanced at the secret techniques and answered, "Got it," before severing his Spiritual Power link with Moyan.

"Moxie!"

"Lord Golden Dragon!" Moxie immediately emerged from the shadows of the room and dropped to one knee respectfully.

A faint golden glow appeared between Jin Tianming's fingers, which he flicked directly into Moxie's mind. Moxie did not put up any guard. Jin Tianming and the other two were his masters; if they wanted him dead, he would die without hesitation.

Everything he had now had been given to him by them. Therefore, everything he had belonged to them, including his life!

"What I gave you is a secret technique Lord Saint gave me. Study it however you see fit." After finishing, Jin Tianming explained. The stronger Moxie became, the easier things would be going forward.

"Yes."

"You can go study it first. I have no use for you for now. Dismissed." Jin Tianming waved him away.

Without another word, Moxie's figure melted back into the shadows.

Jin Tianming swirled the tea in his cup as he considered Jing Hongchen's earlier answer. He had thought the old man would choose the temptation of breaking through to Rank 95 and becoming a Super Douluo, yet he had chosen the chance for his grandson or granddaughter to evolve their martial soul.

Truly interesting—

At the border of the Heaven Dou Empire.

Moyan took out the fortune Jin Tianming had sent over and injected it into Tian Mucheng's body without a second thought, praying inwardly for Lord Saint to wake up soon.

God Realm.

"Strange. Why has a trace of fortune appeared at the border of the Heaven Dou Empire?" Tang San sensed the changes in Douluo Continent and looked over curiously. Fortune on Douluo had changed again, and he had no choice but to take it seriously.

One change in fortune was fine. A second change definitely meant something was wrong.

"Could the Douluo Plane be trying to create another Child of Fortune?"

Filled with doubt, Tang San stared intently at the Heaven Dou Empire's border, trying to see through that thread of fortune.

Yet after watching for a long time, he still did not find the answer he sought. Had he been overthinking it?

"Maybe I've been overworked lately, and my senses are off." Tang San examined it several more times and found nothing he wanted to see. Deciding that he had been overthinking, he concluded that this change in fortune was probably like the last one—a normal fluctuation.

When Tian Mucheng opened his eyes again, his consciousness had already returned to his body. He clutched his head and sat up, trying to ease the pain. It felt as if his brain had been churned into mush by a stick, leaving him utterly miserable.

But he soon realized something was wrong. What was his other hand grabbing? Why was it so soft?

That definitely did not feel like a blanket. He looked over curiously, and his ugly expression was suddenly replaced by silence.

Why were Dugu Yan and Dugu Luo lying on either side of him?

"Oh, you're awake!" Moyan, who was sitting at the table leisurely sipping tea, broke into a grin the moment she saw Tian Mucheng open his eyes. She did not forget to tease him as she added, "How did it feel?"

Tian Mucheng immediately pulled his hand back. The feeling had been quite nice, but saying so would have been impolite. He asked instead, "Why are the two of them lying beside me?"

"So the great Lord Saint could sample the so-called rice bowl. This should be your first time experiencing it, Lord Saint." Moyan said with a smile.

Tian Mucheng could not be bothered with Moyan's twisted sense of humor. He got out of bed and left the room to get some fresh air.

Seeing that Lord Saint was ignoring her, Moyan found it rather boring. The moment the door closed, she looked at Dugu Yan on the bed and said, "Miss Dugu Yan, are you going to keep pretending to sleep?"

Dugu Yan had woken up earlier than Lord Saint, but she had apparently kept pretending to sleep out of embarrassment. Humans truly were amusing creatures.

Seeing through her act, Dugu Yan sat up and looked awkwardly at Moyan, who sat nearby. "Um..." She was so embarrassed that she did not know what to say.

"Let me see your martial soul now." Moyan naturally noticed the embarrassment on Dugu Yan's face and changed the subject. She had not expected even a thirty-year-old married woman to be this shy.

Hearing that, Dugu Yan breathed a sigh of relief and immediately released her martial soul.

Outside the room, Tian Mucheng had just stepped out when he saw Xiao Xue standing by the door. When she saw him emerge, her gaze froze slightly. Was this Lord Saint?

Tian Mucheng keenly caught that momentary daze in Xiao Xue's eyes and asked curiously, "What is it?"

Seeing Tian Mucheng ask her, Xiao Xue answered honestly, "Lord Saint, has your hair turned white?"

"?" Tian Mucheng was slightly stunned by the answer. Then he said, "Do you have a mirror? Let me take a look."

Xiao Xue immediately controlled the ice elements and formed a small mirror, handing it to Tian Mucheng.

Tian Mucheng took the mirror from Xiao Xue and looked at his current appearance. Emmm, he actually looked pretty good.

His black hair had turned white. White was still within the range he could accept. If it had turned green, he might have cried.

"Am I handsome?" Tian Mucheng unconsciously asked Xiao Xue.

Hearing the question, Xiao Xue carefully examined Tian Mucheng and answered, "Very handsome. You have a different kind of feeling now."

"That's good!" Tian Mucheng nodded in satisfaction.

"Lord Saint, no matter what you become, you'll always be handsome." Xiao Xue praised him again. To her, no matter how Lord Saint changed, he would forever remain the white moonlight in her heart.

Tian Mucheng chuckled softly at her words. Looking out the window at the scenery, he fell into thought. He now had one chance to call upon Dragon Soul, though he could not make too great a disturbance.

Dragon Soul's true body was deep in the distant cosmos. It could only use his body, this tiny medium, to temporarily exert the tiniest bit of its power.

Electrolux, the Shrek Golden Ancient Tree, the Silver Dragon King in the Star Dou Great Forest, the Evil Eye Tyrant in the Evil Soul Forest of the Sun Moon Empire, the Snow Empress in the Far North, and Dragon Valley that appeared in Dou San.

He seemed to have forgotten an extremely important place. Tian Mucheng rubbed his forehead and tried hard to remember. Soon, he recalled its name: "Ice Fire Yin Yang Well," the burial ground of the two Dragon Kings, the Ice Dragon King and the Fire Dragon King.

This transformation had really put him through the wringer. It had nearly scrambled his memories! Although his Soul Power had dropped to Rank 17, that was nothing. He was used to losing ranks anyway. But if his mind and memories were gone, that would be a huge problem!

How should he put it? The Ice Fire Yin Yang Well was the most important resource for the protagonists throughout the entire Douluo series. Su Yuntao was the unchanging awakening master, while the Ice Fire Yin Yang Well was the unchanging source of resources.

Tang San used it, then his son-in-law used it. After the son-in-law was done, his son used it. After his son was done, his grandson used it—and the grandson used all of it.

People said Douluo Continent was Tang San's great garden, but the Ice Fire Yin Yang Well was the Tang family's true great garden!

Tian Mucheng fell into deep thought, considering how to take it away without anyone noticing. He could not possibly leave it for Huo Yuhao and Tang San's daughter, unless Huo Yuhao became his Dragon Slave. But the prerequisite was not being discovered by Tang San.

This was a major undertaking. The Ice Fire Yin Yang Well surely carried immense fortune, but there was also a strand of Tang San's divine consciousness attached to that opportunity.

Seeing Tian Mucheng's tightly furrowed brow, Xiao Xue desperately wanted to share Lord Saint's burden. But since Lord Saint had not spoken, she did not dare ask.

That was the most basic principle of a Dragon Slave.