Wife Stolen

Shrek Academy.

The woods.

At night.

Tang Hao watched the burly man limp away, then held out his hand and looked at his own rough palm, broad as a cattail fan and easily capable of smashing someone into a rock.

That was exactly what he had just done, slapping a burly man into a rock before dragging him out and smashing him wildly against the ground.

Only...

"Douluo Continent, Shrek Academy, Zhao Wuji?"

"Did I transmigrate and become Tang Hao?" Tang Hao muttered.

His mind was a little muddled.

He had originally been a seasoned Corporate Slave. While walking to work, he suddenly heard a truck honking wildly on the road.

When he came back to his senses, he discovered that he was already dead, then had transmigrated here to Douluo Continent and become Tang Hao.

The person who had just run away was Zhao Wuji, a character from Douluo Continent.

And he had just taught him a lesson with his little fists.

Still,

"Why did I transmigrate into Tang Hao?"

"And it seems I don't even have a Golden Finger."

Tang Hao thought back. He had certainly heard of the famous Douluo Continent.

He knew it was a disaster zone for fanfiction, with people transmigrating into this world nearly every day.

But he was already over thirty. Could he still transmigrate into this world like those bratty kids?

Was transmigration getting optimized too?

Tang Hao was speechless, but this optimization was far more appealing than the one he had originally imagined.

As a seasoned Corporate Slave, Tang Hao had thought that getting optimized meant moving bricks at a construction site.

But now, he had actually been optimized, transmigrated to Douluo Continent, and become its top powerhouse, Tang Hao.

How could he possibly be dissatisfied?

So Tang Hao quickly accepted reality.

He even had the leisure to consider what he should do next.

In his impression, Douluo Continent was an extremely popular anime.

So popular that even though he was a seasoned Corporate Slave with no time to watch its lengthy anime adaptation and no mood to read the original novel,

he still knew the rough plot.

And the plot seemed rather simple.

It seemed to be cultivating at Shrek Academy, fighting in the Soul Arena, then competing against academies, fighting on Sea God Island, fighting Spirit Hall, Becoming a God...

Oh, right. There was also a plot involving the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, which had many Immortal Herbs that could help people break through bottlenecks and heal injuries...

The only problem was that the protagonist was not him, but his son, Tang San.

So, was he supposed to follow his son Tang San's path next?

Pretend to be young at Shrek Academy, compete in academy matches, fight on Sea God Island, fight Spirit Hall...

"I'm already over fifty, and I still have to pretend to be young."

Tang Hao chuckled. Even disregarding his current age, he had been over thirty in his previous life.

And he still had to pretend to be young and squeeze in with a bunch of kids?

He could not bring himself to do that.

What caught his attention instead was Tang Hao's original family.

"I seem to have a wife waiting for me to plant her."

Blue Silver Emperor, planted in a cave. Beautiful.

Those words flashed through Tang Hao's mind.

On top of that, memories of having once been single, being pressured into marriage by his parents, and being nagged by all his aunts and relatives came flooding in.

Tang Hao could not help wanting to say with a smile, "Who would dare say I can't find a wife now? Look, haven't I found one? One I can even grow."

Tang Hao tugged at the corner of his mouth. He wanted to laugh, but then stood there silently.

A gentle breeze blew. Tang Hao loosened his collar, allowing himself to relax.

Then he looked toward Holy Soul Village.

No matter what kind of situation he was in now, since he had transmigrated into this world, he would do what he wanted to do.

Get married!

The unfulfilled wish of his past life would be completed in this one.

So,

Let's go plant my wife, then take her to pay respects to my parents and marry her!

Tang Hao grinned, turned around, took a step, then sucked in a sharp breath.

"Damn, why does this body suddenly hurt so much?"

"Is this... a severe injury?"

The moment Tang Hao turned and took a step, intense pain shot through his chest.

He hurriedly examined himself internally, and Tang Hao's face twitched hard.

All the boldness he had just felt was frightened away.

What kind of damned injury was this? His meridians were twisted together like a braid, and there was even stagnant blood clogging his internal organs.

Even his bones were somewhat shattered.

Could a person survive injuries like this?

Shouldn't he have already been laid out at the funeral home and sent off for cremation?

Memories of being hunted by Spirit Hall faintly surfaced in his mind, along with scenes of his wife's sacrifice, his utter despair, and his days of drowning himself in alcohol.

For a moment, Tang Hao wanted to bare his teeth at Delia.

"Because of that, he became disheartened in Holy Soul Village, drank himself senseless every day, and wasted away for more than six years?"

Was that something a person could do?

Shouldn't he have cultivated diligently and fought his way back?

Years of Corporate Slave life made Tang Hao feel that his wife's sacrifice was not something impossible to accept.

After all, it was not that even more humiliating thing, was it?

Not to mention that his wife still had a chance of revival.

"Fine. He is him, and I am me. Brother, I shall raise your wife for you."

Tang Hao made the promise seriously. Though he did not know the specific plot of Douluo Continent,

he did know that the environment of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well could accelerate plant growth by hundreds or even thousands of times.

If he planted the Blue Silver Emperor there, then in two or three years, he could take her to pay respects to his parents and marry her.

And there were Immortal Herbs there too, capable of healing his current injuries.

Since he had come to this world, he did not want to live with the body of a sickly invalid.

Being healthy was what he sought.

Tang Hao nodded seriously, then drew a deep breath. With the stress tolerance forged through years of Corporate Slave life, he forcefully suppressed the pain in his body and headed toward Holy Soul Village.

But damn it, he had never expected that his experience as a Corporate Slave would be useful for something like this.

He truly did not know what to say.

"Right, the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well seems to have already been occupied by a Titled Douluo."

"His name is... Poison Douluo. I should be able to beat him, right?"

The memories in his mind surfaced again, and a figure dressed in emerald green and marked as weak appeared in his thoughts.

That snake seemed easy enough to deal with.

If so, his plan for the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well should be easy to carry out.

Inside Shrek Academy's dean's office, Flender finally sensed the Clear Sky Douluo's aura disappear from the woods.

He let out a long sigh of relief and quietly wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead.

Wuji, it was not that the dean did not want to help you.

That was the Clear Sky Douluo.

Even if both of us went together, we would only get beaten up together.

It was better for only you to get hurt. That way, Shrek Academy's strength could still be preserved.

At most, I'll assign all of Tang San's teaching duties to you later, so you can vent your anger properly.

Flender coughed lightly and settled the academy's future teaching arrangements.

Six days later, at the waterfall behind Holy Soul Village.

This was a valley deep within layers upon layers of mountains. A waterfall like a jade belt descended from the peaks and stretched down into the pool within the valley.

The enormous torrent crashed into the tranquil pool, throwing up thick mist that was damp and cool.

Tang Hao stood in the valley and looked up at the waterfall, nearly twenty meters long.

His wife, the Blue Silver Emperor, had been planted in a cave behind that waterfall.

No one could find her.

Warm memories continuously resurfaced in his mind as he stood there.

Tang Hao savored them carefully. It was a very strange perspective.

He had been cuckolded, yet he had not been cuckolded.

Because that person was himself.

"I wonder whether this counts as inheriting the Chancellor's fine tradition." After pondering it strangely for a moment, Tang Hao felt around behind the waterfall and found the entrance to the cave.

But...

Something seemed wrong here. Why were there cuts in the cliff wall, as though blades had pierced it?

There should not have been any traces of human craftsmanship here.

Frowning abruptly, Tang Hao pushed aside the stone blocking the cave and hurried inside in just a few steps.

Perhaps because of the waterfall outside, the cave was very damp. It was roughly three meters high and two meters wide, stretching deep inward.

It was dark inside, but Tang Hao did not need light at all. Familiar muscle memory brought him swiftly to the depths of the cave.

When he reached the innermost part, everything around him lit up. But Tang Hao suddenly froze.

He stared blankly at the small mound of earth where a slender Blue Silver Grass should have been swaying in the breeze.

There should have been a wife there, a Blue Silver Emperor wife with golden patterns on her body and a noble aura!

But,

She was gone!

There was nothing there!