Tang San, Furious to Death

Thump!

Tang San, drawing strength from who-knows-where, actually managed to prop himself up and get to his feet.

Just when Lin Xuan thought Tang San would continue to attack him.

Tang San's sweeping motion almost strained Lin Xuan's back.

After Tang San got up and straightened his body, he did not choose to fight back, but instead knelt down directly in front of Lin Xuan.

"Lord Lin Xuan, please spare my life."

I'll do anything, as long as you spare my life!

I am valuable; I am the successor of the Rakshasa God, and I have the potential to become a god in the future.

"If you spare me, I'm willing to swear my Martial Soul to be loyal to you forever."

Tang San banged his head on the ground and cried his heart out.

He really didn't want to die.

He hadn't even become a god yet, and he hadn't even had a chance to establish the Tang Sect. It would be such a waste for him to die now.

Fortunately, he realized his own value.

He is no ordinary Soul Master; he is Soul Master with the hope of becoming a god.

If we let him go, we can gain a subordinate with the potential to become a god. Why not?

I believe any normal person would know how to choose, right?

Tang San closed his eyes and almost buried his head in the soil.

At that moment, he set aside his hatred, his eyes filled only with a desire for life.

What does it matter if one has to give up all dignity just to survive?

Moreover, he swore an oath with his Martial Soul. Once he becomes a god, how could his Martial Soul possibly restrain him?

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

Seeing Tang San's ability to be flexible and adaptable, even Lin Xuan couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

As expected of the protagonist, he has such a good heart.

They can even do something so shameless.

It seems he still lacks a bit of experience.

Those watching all this felt a sense of shame for Tang San's actions.

Tang San naturally heard that slight sound of disdain as well.

But he had no choice but to do this to survive.

"All of this is just temporary forbearance. Once I have complete control over the narrative, I will make Lin Xuan pay the price!"

Tang San couldn't help but think this to himself.

But for some reason, he always felt that something was off.

Why do those words sound so much like a hidden message?

Tang San looked up abruptly and saw Lin Xuan holding Void Microphone, looking as if he had just finished giving a speech.

"It's you!?"

Tang San never expected that Lin Xuan could see through his heart so clearly.

And they even repeated it in such a humiliating way.

"Lord Lin Xuan, you're joking! I... how could I dare..."

Tang San's lips twitched violently, but he could only manage an extremely ugly smile in an attempt to get away with it.

But he was met with Lin Xuan's icy gaze.

No so-called Soul Power or Spiritual Power was used.

Lin Xuan's vital Blood Qi only dissipated slightly.

Tang San was once again forced to the ground.

Feeling the mountain-like weight on his body, Tang San's expression was extremely distorted.

This force was extremely domineering and unreasonable, as if it wanted to crush every bone in his body.

Under this force, his prized Clear Sky Hammer couldn't even make a ripple.

"Tang San, you're actually quite annoying, you know that?"

Lin Xuan watched as Tang San, who was easily overwhelmed by his slight aura, was forced to the ground, and walked forward unhurriedly.

It's said that villains die from talking too much, but now Lin Xuan finally understands why villains talk so much.

Because some things are truly painful to keep inside.

Moreover, he was absolutely certain of one thing: Tang San had no chance of making a comeback.

If that's the case, what's wrong with him satisfying his desire to confide in someone?

Tang San was suppressed and couldn't move a single finger, let alone speak.

At this moment, all he could do was grit his teeth and listen to Lin Xuan speak with great difficulty.

At one point, he even felt that it was a good thing that Lin Xuan talked a lot of nonsense.

At least he can live a little longer because of this.

Do you know why you've disliked me since we were kids?

At this moment, Lin Xuan seemed to have found an outlet, and without caring whether Tang San wanted to listen or not, he started talking to himself.

"You probably think it's because both of our Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul have the potential to become emperors that you always find fault with me and want to suppress me no matter what."

The truth is actually much grander than you think.

The main reason why we are at odds is not just the struggle for Martial Soul.

More than anything, it's a struggle for Fortune.

Both of us possess the immense Fortune belonging to the Douluo.

In other words, you and I are both considered the Child of Destiny of the Douluo Continent.

This is also the main reason why you always manage to escape danger and survive.

The main factor that allows you to revive even if I kill you.

This is how the Fortune into something impossible becomes possible!

Lin Xuan explained to Tang San in a muttered tone.

Tang San's pupils dilated in shock.

He said that the hardships he had experienced were only for him; if it were an ordinary person, they would have died long ago.

He initially thought it was just good luck.

I never imagined I would actually be so lucky.

"Child of Destiny" —what a grand title.

But why has he, the Child of Destiny, ended up like this?

But Lin Xuan, also Child of Destiny, was able to...

"You're curious why, despite both Child of Destiny, you're doing so poorly, aren't you?"

Lin Xuan seemed to see through Tang San's inner doubts and slowly spoke.

"It's actually quite simple."

Why do you think you want to defeat me at all costs?

Just for fame?

Or perhaps a few pieces of Rare Metal?

No, none of that. You just want to steal the Fortune from me.

The struggle for Fortune manifests in us as the winner having the opportunity to seize a portion of the loser's Fortune.

From the very first moment you lost to me, your Fortune began to be gradually taken Fortune by my own.

Your Fortune has decreased, so my Fortune will naturally increase gradually.

I once subtly warned you that you would only suffer if you fought me.

But at that time you were like a gambler who had lost everything.

Why do you think I'm so strong?

"It's fair to say that some of the opportunities I've had along the way are thanks to you."

Lin Xuan had also considered the strangeness of his strength increase.

It was too fast, unbelievably fast. Even though everything was predictable, it still went too smoothly.

This is something that would be almost impossible under normal circumstances.

But when Lin Xuan attributed everything to Fortune, everything made sense.

He was born with the Fortune of a Child of Destiny.

If we add the Fortune obtained from Tang San, then everything makes sense.

Tang San's face turned red with anger upon hearing this.

His eyes were wide open, like copper bells.

He had considered many possibilities for Lin Xuan's strength, but he never imagined that it would be related to him.

The thought of how I uncontrollably sought trouble with Lin Xuan Lin Xuan, only to fail and lose my Fortune because of him, was unbearable.

His Fortune was constantly declining, while Lin Xuan's Fortune was constantly increasing.

He eked out a living by sacrificing his Fortune, while Lin Xuan, due to his increased Fortune, encountered numerous opportunities along the way, thus reaching his current level...

Tang San's anger was almost solidifying.

This contained both anger and deep regret.

He should have discovered all of this much earlier.

Lin Xuan should have had everything he possessed!

Enraged, Tang San coughed up a mouthful of blood.