The Rich Second-Gen's Thirty-Eighth Day

As dawn grew brighter, the red barrier enveloping Tang San became increasingly faint. The four anxious adults could not help trying again, but they still could not break through.

Tang Yunhua and Ming Zhen exchanged a glance, their regret deepening. Ming Zhen even regretted telling Tang San about those old events.

Even if the current situation was baffling, they elders could still hold on long enough to give these children room to grow, rather than making them bear the grudges of the previous generation at such a young age.

But there was no turning back now.

Ming Zhen's mind was still frantically searching through all the information he had read, trying to explain Tang San's bizarre condition.

Stupid brain, get moving!

It hurt so much—far more than when the Asura God had modified his spirit bone last time.

Tang San clenched his teeth, remembering how Mother's origin essence and Aunt had both told him to hold on. But it hurt too much, so much that it felt as though he had returned to his previous life.

He saw a snowy morning, when an elder carried a child back to the sect. A voice told Tang San that the child was him in his previous life.

He watched his younger self grow up bit by bit, living on the rations allotted to Tang Sect outer disciples. Every time he tried to visit the elder who had saved his life, he was driven away. Back then, there had been a senior brother who loved to smile. He carved little wooden cats and dogs for him, and Tang San had loved them dearly. Later, that senior brother left the sect on a mission and never returned.

Clutching the wooden puppy his senior brother had given him last, he secretly cried for a long time.

After that cry, he grew up. Without that senior brother, the others had no desire to bother with him. They disliked him for being a strange child, clumsy with words, incapable of saying nice things, and unable to smile more to make himself likable. Wasn't he just a little monster?

He still went to see the elder every year, only to be refused at the door.

Then came the same routine day after day: cultivation, making Hidden Weapons, nothing new at all.

A long, long time passed. As the days went by, everything on Douluo Continent gradually blurred in his memories. Sometimes, he even wondered which was the dream and which was real.

Panic filled Tang San's heart. He stopped paying attention to the scenes from his previous life and began desperately recalling everything he had experienced on Douluo Continent.

Memories churned through his mind: being born, Dad feeding him, watching Dad drink, cooking for the first time, trading grain with the village, learning forging and the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer from Dad, awakening his Martial Soul, entering school, meeting Teacher, and then, Sui Sui.

He remembered now. He had Sui Sui. He had found more family. He had wonderful teachers and companions, and he had Dad and Mom. Mom was still waiting for him to awaken her!

The scene from his previous life froze at Ghost Worry. Cracks appeared across it, then it shattered to the ground and vanished.

A violent surge of pain struck him. The pain he had thought he was used to intensified countless times, assaulting his senses and making him even more clear-headed.

This was his life. The past was past. He had family who loved him, good teachers, true friends, and Sui Sui. Everything he had once longed for but could never obtain in his previous life, he now possessed. There might still be many troubles ahead, but it did not matter. He would handle them. He would help his family save Mom. He would take revenge on Spirit Hall. He would carry forward Tang Sect's Hidden Weapons. He would win the Spirit Master Elite Competition with everyone from Shrek. He would obtain that detestable Asura God's inheritance. He would seek Aunt, Uncle, and Sui Sui's approval, marry her, and protect her for the rest of his life.

He could do it. He could. He would make it happen.

As that thought flashed through his mind, a powerful force seemed to pour into his body. The Blue Silver Emperor's bloodline power and Asura God Power gradually began to merge. Dark crimson patterns blended into the translucent blue Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul, lending it a touch more majesty than before. It was like a carefree little prince who had been baptized in blood and ascended the throne as king.

In the Sea of Consciousness, the Asura God sensed the two forces merging and sat up in shock. "Damn it, this brat's gone insane."

Tang San could vaguely sense that his current condition was somewhat dangerous.

Previously, the Asura God Power and the Blue Silver Emperor's power had fought on separate fronts. The Asura God Power favored destruction before rebuilding, while the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline favored gentleness and restraint. One destroyed while the other built, and they had worked together fairly well.

But now it was different. He had fused the Asura God Power with the Blue Silver Emperor's power. The two sides had reached an agreement and began working at full speed. His body had become a demolition site, with everyone tearing things down and building anew.

It hurt, but it worked. Very quickly, his body was almost finished being transformed. Well, more accurately, it was almost completely wrecked. Everything was smashed to pieces, and the transformation was nearing its end.

The Sword Embryo looked at his battered body and radiated disgust, making Tang San unable to stop himself from laughing. Bad move. That tiny shift in his breathing snapped another bone.

No laughing.

With nowhere else to go, the Sword Embryo entered the Sea of Consciousness. The Asura God removed the barrier blocking it, and Tang San was able to return as well.

"You're a ruthless one. I didn't misjudge you." The Asura God left those inscrutable words behind and departed.

Tang San ignored him because he had discovered something even more important—his Sea of Consciousness had gotten bigger!

This time, it truly was a sea. It stretched as far as the eye could see, boundless and endless. A small island stood at its center, and he was currently on that island. Besides him, his Martial Souls—the Blue Silver Emperor and the Clear Sky Hammer—were there, along with the Sword Embryo.

Good, good, good. He would not have to worry about missing today's Purple Demon Eye cultivation.

Tang San was happily admiring his Sea of Consciousness when he suddenly heard countless voices. No, not suddenly. The voices had probably just grown louder.

"An Emperor? It's Her Majesty! We have our own Emperor again!"

"I want to make a wish. I wish I could grow taller than Little Blue next door today."

"Seeds, seeds, please fly over here. I want to watch my children grow up."

"Praise the newborn Emperor. The Blue Silver King of the xx Forest pays tribute to you."

"Heave-ho, heave-ho, heave-ho. Keep rooting today—one centimeter deeper."

"Damn it, just because you have more legs doesn't mean you can come over here! Aaaaaah!"

"Hey, punch it! Whip it with your tail! Oh, don't set me on fire! Get farther away! Bite it, bite it!"

Countless voices poured into Tang San's Sea of Consciousness. Along with them, the origin essence appeared again.

"The awakening is complete. You are now the Blue Silver Emperor." Compared to before, the origin essence was much weaker, so faint it was almost invisible. "I have completed my mission. You need not cling to me. You can freely listen to the voices of your subjects, and you can command them for your own use. It is all contained within the bloodline inheritance."

The moment the voice fell silent, the origin essence completely dispersed before Tang San could even react.

The Second Awakening had indeed reached its final stage. Outside, the joint demolition crew was still rushing to meet the deadline. Tang San could imagine just how riddled with holes his body must be.

No matter, he thought. He had Uncle, Sui Sui, and Nian Nian. He was not worried at all. First, he would happily figure out his bloodline abilities.

Daylight fully broke, and the four worried adults outside also realized that the Second Awakening had ended. The red glow had vanished, and they could finally see Tang San's condition.

The four fell silent. Because Tang San had changed!

His black hair had turned blue. His skin was fairer, his features more refined, and he had grown a little taller. Most importantly, his face had become more handsome! Tang Yunhua looked him over and commented, "Now this is definitely Ah Yin and Second Brother's child."

But soon, no one had time to focus on that.

Because Tang San collapsed!

Ming Zhen activated his Second Spirit Skill to investigate Tang San's condition.

"His physical condition is very poor. Let's take him back for treatment first." Ming Zhen frowned. How could an awakening injure him so badly? Had it succeeded or failed?

But now was not the time to study that. He directed Tang Yunhua and Tang Xiao to carefully lift Tang San and carry him back to their residence. Absentmindedly, Ming Zhen thought that this posture looked oddly familiar. Where had he just seen it?

Ming Sui had another unforgettable night. The night before, she had single-handedly fought a fifteen-hundred-year spirit beast and had a thoroughly enjoyable battle. Now she was listlessly picking at breakfast, not noticing that her parents, Tang San, and the others were all gone.

Tap tap tap... Rapid footsteps approached, sounding familiar. They seemed to belong to Little Aunt.

"Sui Sui, come with me. Where's Nian Nian? Bring her too." Gentle Little Aunt burst through the door and headed straight for Ming Sui at the dining table. She grabbed Ming Sui with one hand, looked around the room, found Miss Nian Nian still sleeping, grabbed Nian Nian with her other hand, and sprinted out the door.

Ming Sui still had a mouthful of food she had not swallowed. What was going on? A chicken in one hand and a duck in the other? Still, Little Aunt truly lived up to being from the Clear Sky Sect. What strength! She would never judge people by appearances again...

Nian Nian was shaken awake too, staring blankly in shock.

Once they reached Tang San's room, Ming Zhen finally settled down enough to examine him again. He had many injuries—one could say his entire body was wrecked—but strangely, none had harmed his origin. Moreover, his flesh contained a tremendous amount of power. If they could stimulate his body's own vitality and let it heal itself, it would be better for him.

Thus, Heroine Tang Yuehua had been sent to bring Ming Sui and Nian Nian over.

What! How had her cousin ended up in such a miserable state? Oh, oh, it was not too serious. He could still undergo a Second Awakening? Wait, why had he become more handsome? Ahhh, Cousin, don't let anything happen to you! Ming Sui's emotions rose and fell like a roller coaster.

Ming Sui and Nian Nian did not hesitate. Life Aura gradually flowed into Tang San's body, and the Blue Silver Emperor's power and Asura God Power hidden in his flesh began to stir as well. But this time, they were not demolishing anything—they were rebuilding after a disaster.

The Asura Judgment Skull and Asura Void-Breaking Claw began to manifest, drawing in and releasing the various powers within his body. Then the Clear Sky Hammer appeared within the Void-Breaking Claw. Ming Sui had not seen this Martial Soul often, so she curiously looked at it a few more times. Finally, the Blue Silver Emperor appeared.

The awakened Blue Silver Emperor rapidly expanded, wrapping around the sleeping Tang San. Various powers flowed endlessly through it like streams of light, cycling over and over. Each breath contained profound mystery.

"It's the Blue Silver Emperor. It's almost identical to Ah Yin's. Xiao San succeeded." Tang Yunhua said in delight, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Ming Zhen smiled. "All right, then the problem is not serious. Sui Sui, stay here and watch Xiao San. Tell us immediately if anything happens. We're going to rest."

Hearing that Tang San was all right, Ming Sui relaxed and hurriedly asked the question she had been wanting to ask. With an adorable expression, she said, "Dad, does our family have anything that can awaken too?"

Ming Zhen grinned, revealing gleaming white teeth as he threatened, "I can awaken a bloodline for beating children. Want to try it?"

All right then, if there was nothing, there was nothing. Ming Sui wrinkled her nose at Nian Nian. Her dad had not slept last night, so he could still wake up grumpy, huh.