Snatching Tang San's Foundation Left in the Sea

In the dim room, a blue-gold light darted in, transforming into a small boy who landed on the bed.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it!"

An angry roar echoed within the Sea of Consciousness.

Tang San's originally handsome face was long since twisted, his chest heaving as he panted like an ox. His originally blue-gold pupils now held a trace of crimson.

He had expended a significant amount of divine consciousness energy, yet not only had he failed to retrieve the Golden Dragon King bloodline, but he had also been forced by that mysterious existence calling himself the Sea God to use his spatial imprint.

That imprint was meant for communication with his true body; once used, it was lost forever, unlike divine consciousness energy which could be replenished.

It hurt—it hurt so much!

It was even more painful than witnessing the illusion of Xiao Wu and Bu Le back then!

Being a God King, Tang San calmed down quickly after venting. The wise light in his eyes, comparable to the Silver Dragon King, returned: "This child must not be left alive, but he hides a strand of divine consciousness within him, so I cannot act rashly."

As he thought, Tang San's eyes suddenly brightened: "The Plane Spirit has not been completely replaced yet, so it is difficult for Father to act, but I can let Mother try. Shrek Academy has flourished to this day; this person will surely go to enroll. When that time comes, I will have Mother intentionally bestow a Life Blessing. As someone who is not a Child of Nature, receiving such vast Life Energy all at once will be enough to burst him."

"In this way, the divine consciousness within him will surely consume a massive amount of energy to save his life, and then I can eliminate them both without much effort. Not only can I recover the Golden Dragon King bloodline, but I can also seize that Evil Artifact in one fell swoop, and perhaps even feed the Life Energy back to Tang Wulin."

Seeming to feel that this plan was excellent, the gloom on Tang San's face dissipated quite a bit.

He looked up at the seventeen light rings remaining on the Golden Dragon King bloodline, and it seemed they were not entirely unacceptable after all.

Ye Changming did not return.

After arriving home, Ye Xinglan immediately took Na'er to bathe, leaving Nan Liujing alone on the living room sofa, exhausted.

But now, it was not yet time to rest.

"Sister Xia, are you there?" Nan Liujing needed to figure out if his plan was feasible.

"Speak," Sister Xia's gentle voice came through quickly.

Nan Liujing took a deep breath and said in a Deep Voice: "That man came to kill me mainly because the Heavenly Tribulation Pearl silently snatched a layer of the Golden Dragon King bloodline from his son's body. Furthermore, because it could ignore divine power seals and forcibly seize Bloodline Power, the Heavenly Tribulation Pearl naturally caught his eye."

Xia Mi was somewhat puzzled: "Golden Dragon King bloodline? This man is a Sea God like me. How could a Sea God's son have a Dragon Clan Bloodline? Did his wife cheat?"

"It wasn't cheating."

Nan Liujing felt ashamed and hurriedly explained the cause, essentially clarifying what had happened in the God Realm.

"Understood. So after all that, this Golden Dragon King bloodline wasn't even his son's to begin with." Xia Mi realized with a start and chuckled, "Since this Golden Dragon King bloodline carries great danger as it unlocks layer by layer, why don't you help his son lighten the burden?"

Nan Liujing smiled faintly: "I do have similar thoughts. I was wary of his divine consciousness before, so I didn't dare to take action, but now that I have Sister Xia, I dare to. It's just that this 'fox borrowing the tiger's might'..."

Xia Mi hummed softly: "You've already called me sister, how could I let you, my little brother, suffer a loss? If you have an idea, just go ahead and do it. If the sky falls, Sister will hold it up for you. If that guy dares to make a move, this lady will dare to give him another slap in the face."

Nan Liujing chuckled twice. Since that was the case, he was going to dance on Tang San's head.

"But you must remember," Xia Mi changed the subject, becoming serious, "I can help you, but the path of growth must be walked by yourself. If a non-god-level powerhouse attacks you, I will not help you repel the enemy; at most, I will save your life once. These are the rules."

Nan Liujing's expression also turned serious: "Sister Xia being able to protect me once is already giving me a second life. Life is precious; I should be content with one extra chance. In the future, I will rely on my own efforts to stand beside you. If I die halfway, then it simply means that was my fate."

"Strange, is everyone who obtains the Heavenly Tribulation Pearl this precocious?" Xia Mi couldn't help but mutter.

Nan Liujing smiled dumbly, but suddenly, his expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly asked: "Sister Xia, the Sea God authority you hold far exceeds the Sea God of our world, so can you control the oceans of our world?"

In the Original Timeline, Tang Wulin had obtained the dual status of Child of Nature and the Plane's Favor, but when he reached the seabed, his status lost its effect entirely.

It was because the Sea God existed above the ocean. Even though Tang San had already "slipped away," the lingering power he left behind still suppressed the sea. Neither the Plane Spirit nor Tang Hao could control the power of the ocean.

Xia Mi said indifferently: "The Sea God of your world has a very mediocre understanding of authority; it feels like he only grew his body and not his brain. Controlling the imprint he left on the ocean is very simple."

Nan Liujing's eyes lit up.

However, Xia Mi quickly poured cold water on him: "It's simple for my true body, but if you want to use the power of this strand of divine consciousness to control the imprint, you need external help—preferably a divine artifact related to the Sea God."

A divine artifact!

Nan Liujing's thoughts raced. He quickly recalled a suitable divine artifact: the Vast Sea Crystal, currently the treasure of Shrek Academy, usually held by the successive Pavilion Masters of the Sea God Pavilion.

This divine artifact was essentially one with the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud that Tang San had obtained from the Emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire back in the day.

In the Original Timeline, it was given to Tang Wulin by Chen Xinjie's mistress, Long Yeyue, after the destruction of Shrek Academy, claiming it had been suppressed in the Sea God Pavilion for many years. But according to the Timeline, it didn't exist during the Peerless Tang Sect era; at the very least, it was undoubtedly something Tang San had intentionally left on the Douluo Continent.

As for what it could actually do, the Original Timeline showed it had the ability to be close to the ocean and the function of contacting Tang San's true divine consciousness.

Since Sister Xia needed a divine artifact to control the ocean, this should work.

Nan Liujing said: "Sister Xia, if I find a viable divine artifact, can I ask for your help? Is that within the limits?"

Xia Mi pondered for a moment: "I can help you, but you cannot invoke the power of the ocean."

"As long as you can help, that's enough." Nan Liujing's eyes brightened. He wasn't interested in the power of the ocean; what he wanted was to cause trouble for Tang Hao, or better yet, kill him in return.

If Sister Xia controlled the power of the ocean, he could complete his second plan: giving back to the Plane Spirit!

The Plane Spirit couldn't fight Tang Hao. The Original Timeline didn't mention why, but it was highly likely because it couldn't win. But what if the Plane Spirit could invoke the power of the ocean?

Of course, the premise for everything was that when his plan reached that stage, the Plane Spirit was still alive. If it were gone, there would be no way.

After chatting with Sister Xia for a while longer, Nan Liujing finally relaxed.

Looking at the pitch-black living room, he allowed a look of anticipation to trace the corners of his mouth.

He truly had Tang San to thank for making a move on him today; otherwise, he never would have obtained so much useful information.

The next day, early morning.

Having successfully promoted to a full-fledged Three-word Battle Armor Master, Ye Changming prepared a breakfast even more sumptuous than usual, a smile plastered on his face the entire time.

The atmosphere at the dining table was harmonious.

Ye Changming noticed a change in his daughter; she seemed to have shed her usual ice-cold demeanor, and her conversation flowed with newfound liveliness.

It seemed that young people were the only ones who truly shared common topics.

As Ye Changming thought this, a "ding-dong" sound suddenly rang out.

Someone had pressed the doorbell of the villa's main door.

"You all keep eating," Ye Changming said as he rose to leave.

The main door was electric. As it opened, Ye Changming's pupils shrank abruptly upon seeing who was standing there.

A hover soul guide vehicle was parked at the entrance, and standing beside it was a stunning woman who looked no older than thirty, her long, fiery-red hair resembling hazy tassels under the morning light.

"His Excellency Tian Feng!" Ye Changming hurriedly bowed, though he was inwardly astonished—why would this Vice Pagoda Master of the Spirit Pagoda come here?

Leng Yaozhu smiled faintly. "May I come in and sit for a while?"

"Of course," Ye Changming said, gesturing respectfully. "Please, this way."

Leng Yaozhu gave a slight nod and moved with lotus steps.

Upon entering the living room, Leng Yaozhu naturally drew the gazes of Nan Liujing and the others.

"What a beautiful big sister." Ye Xinglan and Na'er's eyes lit up; they reached the same conclusion at first sight, unable to bring themselves to call her 'auntie.'

Nan Liujing could feel that from the moment she entered the villa, Leng Yaozhu's gaze had been fixed on him.

Leng Yaozhu looked at the children gathered around the dining table and said with a smile, "I've come at a bad time. I've interrupted your breakfast."

Ye Changming stood to one side and asked in a gentle tone, "I wonder what brings Your Excellency here today?"

Leng Yaozhu smiled slightly. "First, to deliver a Soul Spirit Selection Card. Second, at the request of a certain friend, to have a talk with this young friend here."

Ye Changming knew what a Soul Spirit Selection Card was, of course, but the latter part of her sentence left him confused.

At this moment, Nan Liujing walked over and bowed. "Greetings, Senior."

Leng Yaozhu produced a card emitting a dark gold luster. "This is the reward you are owed for slaying the Special Wind Baboon."

Nan Liujing took it with both hands, finding it quite warm to the touch.

"I suggest that when you use it, you go to the Heavenly Spirit Tower to make your selection. Some soul spirits are exclusive to headquarters and are not distributed to branch towers." Leng Yaozhu's tone was very gentle, and without waiting for Nan Liujing to reply, she continued:

"Ye Changming, I'm going to borrow this child for a moment. That's alright, isn't it?"

Ye Changming paused, his gaze meeting Nan Liujing's. The latter nodded, and seeing this, he replied, "That is fine."

"Follow me!" Leng Yaozhu walked with elegant poise toward the courtyard outside the villa.

Nan Liujing followed.

The moment they reached the yard, an invisible Mental Power instantly enveloped the surroundings, preventing anyone from eavesdropping.

Ye Changming frowned, signaled for his daughter and Na'er to continue eating, and went into the kitchen alone to call Sun Kong.

"Sit," Leng Yaozhu said, gesturing for Nan Liujing to join her on the bench.

Today, she wore a deep red velvet dress, the cut of which was extremely form-fitting, drawn out the graceful curves of her body—especially her slender waist and long legs, which radiated the charm of a mature woman.

She raised her right hand to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, causing her sleeve to slip slightly. A black cloth bracelet worn on her snow-white wrist was revealed, but its craftsmanship was clearly poor, which was somewhat inexplicable and didn't quite match Leng Yaozhu's status.

It seemed there was a story hidden there as well.

"Is there something you need from me, Senior?" Nan Liujing's composure remained strong; he did not act out of turn as he asked in a low voice.

Leng Yaozhu looked up at the azure blue sky, her voice soft. "Your great-grandmother found me and expressed the hope that I would take you on as a disciple."

"Great-grandmother?" Nan Liujing was stunned. There were even higher-level experts?

"You didn't know?" Leng Yaozhu looked over at him.

Nan Liujing avoided her deep, wine-red eyes and shook his head. "In my memories, my only relative was my uncle. Of course, now I have a little sister as well."

Leng Yaozhu chuckled. "Your great-grandmother's name is Xia Zheng Leng. I imagine there was some reason she didn't have Sun Kong tell you, but it doesn't matter. I came today intending to test whether your talent was up to par, but your performance yesterday clearly proved it was sufficient. No further testing is needed."

Xia Zheng Leng.

Nan Liujing's expression shifted slightly. He certainly knew of this, the continent's strongest sound-wave soul master. Not only was she powerful in her own right, but her lover was an even more ruthless figure—the Purgatory Douluo Qian Gu Qing Feng, who had remained a pillar of strength well into the era of the fourth Douluo.

In other words, my great-grandfather is Qian Gu Qing Feng?

Nan Liujing's heart gave a violent jolt.

Good heavens, his background was super-doubled.

Yet, why had they never come to see him?

Though waves surged in his heart, he kept his face calm. "Given the respect Uncle Ye shows you, your status must be extraordinary. However, I already have a teacher."

Leng Yaozhu did not expect someone to have beaten her to the punch. Her willow eyebrows slightly furrowed: "You already have a teacher? Who is it?"

Leng Yaozhu was someone who could be absolutely trusted, so Nan Liujing did not intend to cover it up, stating directly: "Divine Craftsman Zhen Hua."

Being able to have a Divine Craftsman take him as a disciple directly proved that the boy before her possessed excellent talent in the field of forging. A trace of movement appeared in Leng Yaozhu's eyes: "Have you finished your meal?"

Nan Liujing was confused: "I have."

"Then come with me." Without giving Nan Liujing a chance to speak, a jade hand grabbed his shoulder. With a flash of her figure, it felt as if they were riding the clouds and mist, and the scene before Nan Liujing's eyes changed rapidly.

Ye Changming, who was still in the kitchen secretly calling Sun Kong, heard a faint voice in his ear: "I am taking this child to the Blacksmith Association in Heaven Dou City to handle some business, you may rest assured."

Ye Changming quickly rushed outside the villa, but there was no one left to be seen.

He did not know how much time had passed, but only when his feet were firmly planted on the ground did Nan Liujing come to his senses. The scene before him was no longer the villa, but a building with a forging hammer hanging outside its wall.

"Notify your teacher and tell him that Leng Yaozhu of the Spirit Pagoda wishes to see him." Leng Yaozhu ignored the stunned gazes of the people around them; her tone was gentle, yet it contained a trace of undeniable dominance.

What else could Nan Liujing do? He just had to do as he was told.

Upon learning of the arrival of the Heavenly Phoenix Douluo, Zhen Hua quickly came out to greet her. This immediately aroused the curiosity of many blacksmiths, but when they noticed that their own president was actually walking half a step behind her, their hearts were shocked.

As for Nan Liujing, some people recognized him, but he was ignored, and some even mistook him for Leng Yaozhu's son.

In the spacious office, Zhen Hua glanced at Nan Liujing and said to Leng Yaozhu, neither humble nor overbearing: "Has His Excellency Tian Feng come to seek Heavenly Forging Metal?"

Leng Yaozhu looked at the two of them: "That is one of the items on my agenda. I heard from this child that he has taken you as his teacher?"

"That is correct." Because of Leng Yaozhu's high prestige in the Soul Master world, Zhen Hua did not hide it.

Leng Yaozhu said: "I came looking for this child at the request of his great-grandmother and great-grandfather, intending to take him as my disciple, but I did not expect you to have beaten me to it."

Nan Liujing shook his head at Zhen Hua, who was looking at him, indicating that he was unaware of this.

Zhen Hua understood in his heart and said: "Liujing's talent in the field of forging is unique, so I could not help but take him as my disciple, intending to cultivate him into the second Divine Craftsman."

Leng Yaozhu could hear that Zhen Hua was reminding her.

The child's talent was too perfect for his mantle; he would absolutely not let him go.

Now that he had become a Divine Craftsman, Zhen Hua truly had the confidence to face the Heavenly Phoenix Douluo, who shook the continent.

Leng Yaozhu said indifferently: "Let me ask you, am I a blacksmith?"

Zhen Hua shook his head.

Leng Yaozhu said earnestly: "You want to cultivate this child into a Divine Craftsman, and I want to cultivate him into a top-tier Soul Master. Is there a conflict?"

"No conflict." Zhen Hua's heart moved slightly, and he had an idea.

Leng Yaozhu's voice was gentle: "Then that's settled. Taking you as his forging teacher is fine, and taking me as his Soul Master teacher is also perfectly acceptable."

"Smack." Zhen Hua pushed the back of Nan Liujing's head with his palm, and a Soul Power Transmission followed.

"You silly kid, hurry up and take the Heavenly Phoenix Douluo as your teacher. If you miss this village, you won't find this shop again."

Nan Liujing's head was buzzing.

A gentleman should use his words, not his hands; couldn't you have just used the transmission?

Under Leng Yaozhu's smiling gaze, Nan Liujing respectfully performed the apprenticeship ceremony: "Disciple Liujing greets Teacher."

It really wasn't a good idea to write fanfiction for Dou San; it was too difficult to write, and the results were very poor.

After finishing this book, I plan to try writing fanfiction for Jackie Chan Adventures or Battle Through the Heavens, though I don't know how the market will be.