Tang Xue'er

Chronos? Kurumi's Angel! The third red Soul Ring of the Kabbalah Tree of Life flashed, Tang Yin's right eye turning into a golden clock face. A massive old-fashioned clock also appeared behind him, its two hands transforming into a long and a short flintlock gun. As the incarnated spirit of the Kabbalah Tree of Life, Tang Yin possessed infinite time.

As he sensed this new power, Tang Yin suddenly wanted to kill a few people for fun. Wait, he had never killed anyone before. Why did the mere mention of killing make him excited?

"System, what's going on?"

Host, the Kabbalah Tree of Life's third node can absorb time. So you are not excited by killing; you simply want to absorb time.

While Tang Yin was feeling out the different bullets of Chronos, he sensed someone nearby. If it were merely an ordinary person, Tang Yin would not have cared. But he felt a familiar bloodline, and that caught his attention. What kind of being could make him feel such familiarity? With that thought, Tang Yin put away Chronos and headed in the direction he had sensed.

In a distant forest, a blonde girl was fleeing at high speed, pursued by a ten-thousand-year Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear. Though she was supposedly fleeing, there was no panic on her face. Instead, she seemed to be anticipating something. The three pairs of wings behind her made her identity obvious—the Six-winged Angel, Qian Renxue.

Just as the Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear was about to catch Qian Renxue, a beam of light struck it. The bear was pierced straight through by the ray and collapsed to the ground. Tang Yin had arrived. Having recognized Qian Renxue, he saved her.

Suddenly, a figure pounced forward and hugged Tang Yin, then said something that left him dumbfounded. "Dad."

A few minutes later, Tang Yin stared silently at Qian Renxue, who claimed to be his daughter, for a long time.

"So, you're my daughter."

"Mhm!" Qian Renxue nodded with complete certainty.

"But I'm only eight years old. How could I possibly have such a grown daughter?"

"I'm your daughter from the future. You should have already gained the ability to travel through time and space, right?"

Her words forced Tang Yin to take this seriously. Chronos was an ability he had only just acquired; no one else should have known about it. Could she really be his daughter?

"How can you prove that you're my daughter? We don't even look alike!"

"Oh, right, I forgot." With a change of form, Qian Renxue's golden hair turned blue streaked with gold, with faint traces of purple at the tips. Her pupils were blue like Tang Yin's, glowing with a faint golden light. Her entire person seemed more lively, more harmonious with her surroundings. The spiritual power radiating from her showed that this girl was no ordinary person, but an elf. Yet what truly convinced Tang Yin was her Martial Souls: the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor, the Death Spider Emperor, the Blue Silver Emperor, and the Ten Nodes. A Four-born Martial Soul. As expected of my daughter. Tang Yin's heart swelled with pride.

"What's your name? And who is your mother?"

"Dad, my name is Tang Xue'er. You were the one who gave me that name. As for Mom, she won't let me tell you. She said you would be able to guess."

Of course. Who else could it be but that Pope? He had actually gone back to the past and even had a child with Bibi Dong. He was incredible!

"Then what are you doing here, Xue'er? Are you here to obtain a Soul Ring?"

"No. I can produce Soul Rings on my own. I came here to find you, Dad. Mom said that you would definitely be here at this time. As long as I encountered danger here, you would definitely come."

"So you did that on purpose just now. Do you know how dangerous that was? Don't ever do that again. Do you hear me?"

"Oh, I understand."

Honestly, it looked strange no matter how one saw it: a teenage girl calling an eight- or nine-year-old child Dad, and then being lectured by him.

"Then what did you want from me, Xue'er?"

"I've never met you since I was little. Everything I know about you was told to me by Mom. I've always admired you so much, Dad, so I came specifically to find you this time."

Tang Yin tenderly stroked Qian Renxue's... no, Tang Xue'er's head. "Be good. Dad has let you and your mother down."

"By the way, Xue'er, what are you doing now?" Tang Yin was rather curious about how the plot had changed due to his interference.

"I'm currently impersonating Crown Prince Xue Qinghe in the Heaven Dou Empire."

"What?" Tang Yin flew into a rage. Someone actually dared make his daughter work as a spy? "Who told you to do that? Tell Dad, and Dad will deal with him."

"No one forced me. I did it willingly. I also wanted to help Mom share some of her burdens." Tang Xue'er explained, then wore a proud expression. "Dad, I'm already a level 99 Ultimate Douluo. Impressive, right?"

Tang Yin was startled, but then understood. With four god-tier Martial Souls from birth, coupled with an elf's physical qualities and the traits of a soul beast, it was only normal for Xue'er to reach level 99 in her teens without needing to hunt Soul Rings. Compared to her, he seemed a little too cautious.

Even so, seeing the longing on the girl's face, Tang Yin still praised her. "Amazing! Just as expected of my child."

"Hehe!" The girl blushed furiously at the praise, looking utterly adorable.

"Hahahahahaha!" Tang Yin was overjoyed today. Not only did he have an adorable daughter, but she was also his child with Bibi Dong. This was simply the peak of life!

That day, Tang Yin took Xue'er around the city for a whole day of fun. But happy times were always short, and soon it was time to part. Tang Xue'er's face was full of reluctance. "Dad, I'm leaving. You have to come see me often."

Watching his daughter's retreating figure, Tang Yin felt an aching tug in his heart as a father. He stood there for a long while before finally turning and leaving.

At this moment, inside Spirit City, a woman radiating noble and elegant grace sat in the main hall. She reclined lazily in her seat, holding a report in her hand—it was a record of Tang Yin and Tang Xue'er's outing today.

"That girl actually ran off to find him on her own. And that bastard too—he clearly figured it out, yet he still didn't come find me. Just wait until I teach him a lesson." She was even jealous of her own daughter.

Tang Yin suddenly felt a chill down his back. "Hm? I can actually feel cold? What's going on? Could someone be plotting against me? Forget it, I won't worry about it."

Tang Yin raised his head and looked at the magnificent building before him: Moonlight Pavilion. That was right, Tang himself had come to seek refuge with his aunt. He had already checked with the Whispering Tome—Tang Yuehua was currently inside Moonlight Pavilion.

Tang Yin used spiritual power to create a formal outfit, then swaggered into Moonlight Pavilion. Walking up to the desk, he said to the tall girl in charge, "Please help me find Master Tang Xuan. Tell her that an old friend has come to visit."

The girl froze for a moment, her delicate brows knitting together. Seeing that he was a cute little girl, she asked, "Little sister, where are the adults? Who brought you here?"

Tang Yin's face darkened. "Just tell Master Tang Xuan, 'When the full moon is incomplete, an old friend appears faintly.' She'll know who I am."

The girl paused, then said, "Please wait." She hurried upstairs.

Before long, slightly noisy footsteps sounded from above. Tang Yin could not help frowning when he heard them.

Three people came down from upstairs. One was a middle-aged man in a purple long robe, while the other two were lean men in blue clothes. They appeared to be around the same age as the purple-robed man. The purple-robed man's gaze landed on Tang Yin as he descended. After the three came down, the tall girl from earlier followed them over, pointed at Tang Yin, and quietly said to the man in purple, "Chief Steward, this child wants to see Madam."

The purple-robed man nodded, an unconscious hint of arrogance appearing on his face. He did not even come all the way downstairs, instead standing on the steps and saying to the two blue-robed men behind him, "Madam is not someone just anyone can see. No matter whose child you are, leave."

The two blue-robed middle-aged men nodded and quickly went downstairs. Their pace was fast, but it did not feel hurried. Instead, it carried a measured rhythm. With every step they took, the Soul Power radiating from their bodies intensified, and an invisible pressure bore down on Tang Yin.

Tang Yin stood naturally where he was, looking at the purple-robed man above, who could not even be bothered to glance at him. The only description Tang Yin could think of was that he looked down on people.

The two blue-robed men soon arrived before Tang Yin. The man on the left said, "Please leave this place."

Tang Yin smiled. "Sorry, but you aren't the people I came to see, so I can't leave yet."

The blue-robed man looked up at the purple-robed chief steward. The man in purple waved his hand. "Do I have to teach you what to do? Make him leave."

Before the two blue-robed men could act, Tang Yin moved first. He merely took one step forward, and an immense Killing Intent surged toward them, frightening them so badly that they could not move. This was the Killing Intent belonging to Qi, the number one in the Shadow Assassins' rankings.