Taking Over Tang San's Little Hill?

Tang San had no idea that the little fellow before him was also a transmigrator.

And he had already been thirty years old in that other world, one year older than Tang San.

If Wang Xiao remembered correctly, the book recorded that Tang San had already been twenty-nine when he jumped from Ghost Shadow Perplexing Cloud of the Tang Sect in that world.

If he knew Wang Xiao was also a transmigrator, and knew his future fate as well, he might not have spoken to him so calmly. He might have already charged at him with a hammer raised.

Wang Xiao was not foolish enough to reveal the truth. It was not that he feared Tang San, but that saying it would ruin the fun. Besides, he would have to stay on guard against Tang San throwing hidden weapons at him.

A sneak attack!

Wang Xiao ordered a blacksmithing hammer and an anvil from Tang Hao, then took his leave.

Since Tang Hao was not home, Tang San handled the matter on his behalf.

After all, Tang San had always been Tang Hao's little assistant.

Whenever Tang Hao was away, he left the task of taking orders to his son.

Over time, Tang San had grown used to it.

Because of Ah Yin and the sect, Tang Hao was consumed by guilt, pain, and misery.

Every day, he drowned his sorrows in alcohol, and his life had nearly reached the point where he could no longer care for himself.

Early the next morning.

Tang San left home to climb the little hill at the edge of the village, something he did every single day.

Year after year, day after day, he had reached the point where he could climb this little hill without blushing, his heart racing, or even losing his breath.

But today was different. When he arrived at the foot of the hill, he spotted a little figure sitting atop it from afar.

And it was the very spot where he often sat to cultivate the Mysterious Heaven Skill and Purple Demon Eye.

That was right. A child had already taken the place where he sat, occupying his spot.

Who was he?

Brother Wang Xiao?

Tang San stared closely and finally made out the person sitting on the little hill.

There was no mistake—he was Wang Xiao, the older cousin of Pang Ergou, whom he had met before.

Wang Xiao naturally saw Tang San at the foot of the hill, his face full of smiles.

Little San, I've been waiting for you for a long time.

You didn't expect this, did you, Little San? There was suddenly a little fellow in the village who was even better at climbing this little hill than you.

Wang Xiao also understood Tang San's temperament. As a transmigrator, Tang San had already been twenty-nine in his previous life, so he simply did not associate with the other children in the village.

Tang San always came climbing alone and never kept company with children his own age in the village.

As a result, the village children did not like him either.

They all thought he was a strange child.

And in truth, he was.

"Morning, Little San!" Wang Xiao waved at Tang San below and greeted him.

Tang San froze for a moment. He never played with the village children, which had led to the children never approaching him, playing with him, or taking the initiative to greet him.

But he felt that this child before him—the distant older cousin from Er Gouzi's family at the end of the village—was different.

He was the first child to climb this little hill and take the initiative to greet him.

It seems he really is different from the other children, Tang San thought.

After considering it for a moment, Tang San returned to his usual expression. Then he stretched his little legs and climbed toward the top of the hill without blushing, his heart racing, or losing his breath.

At the same time, he was somewhat displeased that someone else had occupied the little hill.

He also wanted to ask Wang Xiao how he had climbed this little hill over a hundred meters tall.

In Tang San's understanding, children in the village around his age simply did not have the ability to climb to the top of this steep little hill.

Only he had the strength to climb it because he had trained since childhood and cultivated the Mysterious Heaven Skill.

But Wang Xiao should not have possessed any martial arts or secret techniques, so how had he climbed up too?

Tang San was utterly baffled.

Tang San's wheat-colored skin made him look distinctly different from the other children his age in the village.

He had an oval face and large eyes, and he did bear some resemblance to Tang Hao.

On this point, Wang Xiao had to admit that Tang San had inherited his parents' powerful genes. He was naturally handsome, a little handsome boy.

Still, Wang Xiao felt that he was not bad-looking now either. He was taller and far more handsome than Tang San.

It was just that later on, once Tang San inherited the Blue Silver Emperor and underwent a major transformation in appearance, becoming even more handsome, Wang Xiao would feel a little less confident.

Wang Xiao pondered it for a moment. Being handsome was important, after all—it was a lifelong matter.

But what mattered more was strength. As long as he had strength, plenty of girls would still throw themselves into his arms.

In this Douluo Dalu where the strong ruled supreme, handsome men and beautiful women were everywhere. It was not as if there was any shortage of one or two more like him.

There were plenty of people more handsome than Tang San. So what? Without strength, they were nothing but cannon fodder.

They could only be pinned to the floor and ground into the dirt.

"Ding! Your next check-in location: Holy Spirit Village Martial Soul Hall! You may obtain a mysterious reward!"

the Loli Voice System said.

Wang Xiao steadied himself. This Holy Spirit Village Martial Soul Hall was the place described in the original Douluo Dalu book, where children from Holy Spirit Village underwent their awakening at around the age of six.

And the Soul Master who awakened Tang San's martial soul seemed to be called Su Yuntao.

Nickname: Brother Tao.

A Nuoding City Spirit Hall Branch Officer, Soul Power Level 26, in the Soul Grandmaster realm.

He had two soul rings, represented by the colors white and yellow.

His martial soul was a Beast Martial Soul: Lone Wolf!

White for ten years, yellow for a hundred years.

Su Yuntao's work mainly involved conducting Martial Soul Awakening for six-year-old children in small villages around Nuoding City.

He tested their soul power to see whether they were suitable to be recruited into Spirit Hall as trainees.

At the thought of this, Wang Xiao could not help but laugh. He would finally get to witness Brother Tao's style for himself.

The "Tool Man" was about to make an appearance!

It seemed his own martial soul would also have to be awakened by Brother Tao.

That was fine too!

He hoped that after awakening, he would still possess Innate Full Soul Power. Only then could he possibly crush Tang San.

Wang Xiao felt confident that, with his current strength, he could surpass Tang San.

After all, he already possessed the Divine Heart Seven-Orifice Exquisite Heart and the Thunder God Hammer martial soul.

Both looked stronger than Tang San's Mysterious Heaven Skill and Clear Sky Hammer martial soul.

It was just that he currently had neither soul power nor soul rings, so it was hard to say for certain.

He also had no idea what kind of reward he would receive after checking in at Spirit Hall next time.

While Wang Xiao was lost in thought, Tang San had already climbed the small hill without blushing or even breathing heavily.

He came to Wang Xiao's side and began sizing up this peer of his once more.

Wang Xiao looked up at Tang San, meeting his sharp gaze. Sure enough, those were not eyes a five-year-old child should possess.

Mature beyond his years!

Wang Xiao was not surprised.

"Brother Wang Xiao, how did you climb up here?" Tang San's first question voiced the doubt in his heart.

As expected of an old hand—he went straight to the point.

Wang Xiao smiled, stood up, then patted his shoulder meaningfully. "Little San, watch and learn!"

"Ah?" Tang San looked utterly confused.

Little San really did not sound very nice!

Without waiting for Tang San to react, Wang Xiao started running down the small hill.

He did not slow down at all, as though he was not afraid of falling.

Tang San was even worried for Wang Xiao, afraid that if he could not stop in time, he might fall and badly injure himself.

Yet the result left Tang San's jaw hanging.

Not only did Wang Xiao not fall, he ran all the way to the bottom of the small hill in one breath.

What seemed even more unbelievable to him was this.

After running down the hill, Wang Xiao climbed straight back to the top without blushing or breathing heavily.

More terrifyingly, Wang Xiao made the round trip three times in a row, yet his heart did not race, his face did not redden, and his breathing remained steady.

Because of this, Tang San secretly used his Purple Demon Eye to examine Wang Xiao's aura, only to discover that his heartbeat remained perfectly normal.

Only then did he realize that he had encountered an opponent his own age.

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