Tang San: Xiao Qi, Even Given a Chance, You Were Useless

Xiao Wu buried her head in Tang San's chest, her soft hair brushing against his clothes, her voice tinged with a hint of coquettishness. "Of course I missed you. Think about it, how long has it been since you spent a proper moment with me?"

Upon hearing this, Tang San's face showed a hint of apology, and he gently patted Xiao Wu's back. "There have been so many things happening in the Divine Realm lately, I'm so sorry, Xiao Wu."

Xiao Wu lifted her head from his embrace, looking directly at Tang San, her tone becoming more serious. "There are so many people in the Divine Realm, countless God of all ranks, you don't need to do everything yourself, do you?"

Tang San shook his head helplessly, his tone tinged with unspeakable weariness. "There's nothing we can do about it. The two, Goodness God King and Evil God King, have only recently advanced to God King, and they're still adjusting to many things. There are many tasks they can't handle yet."

"You know the nature of Life God; she's never been one to interfere much, as for Destruction God..."

He paused here, then sighed softly, "He's keeping a close eye on me all day now, his mind is entirely focused on vying for power and profit. He wants to get involved in everything and grab a piece of every authority. If I make even the slightest mistake, he'll seize on it and never let go."

"But the Divine Realm can't just shut down like this. The various God Position, the distribution of faith among the lower realms, the maintenance and operation of the God Realm Law... all these things are there, so... I guess I'll just have to work harder."

As Xiao Wu listened to his story, her brows furrowed slightly, and a look of heartache appeared in her eyes.

She raised her hand, her fingertips gently touching Tang San's brow, smoothing out the furrows on his forehead little by little. "Third Brother is just too responsible, taking everything upon himself."

Tang San was slightly taken aback by her actions, then smiled and said, "Alright, get up quickly. If the other God see us like this, we'll be laughed at to death."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wu didn't rush to get up. Instead, she deliberately sat down further, gently swayed her body, pouted, and said with a hint of willful coquettishness, "You're my husband, what's so funny about them?"

Although she said that, she then stood up, straightened her skirt, and raised her hand to gather her stray hairs.

Her expression became more serious as she looked at Tang San and said, "Alright, Third Brother, I won't bother you anymore. Don't overwork yourself."

Tang San smiled and nodded, "Mm."

Xiao Wu then turned around and walked towards the God Temple exit, looking back every three steps.

Tang San watched her retreating figure until the pink hue completely disappeared from sight before slowly turning his gaze away.

The gentle smile on Tang San's face receded slowly like the tide, and his fingertips tapped lightly on the armrest of the God Throne.

The next instant, his consciousness once again sank into the God Realm Hub, where the core network woven from countless golden streams of light unfolded deep within his consciousness.

His senses extended rapidly along the stream of light, passing through layers of God Realm Law and precisely locking onto the azure planet below.

It's Douluo Continent!

The affairs of the Divine Realm are numerous and complex, and changing one thing can have far-reaching consequences; it is not easy to change anything in a short period of time.

Fortunately, preparations have already been made in the lower realm. I wonder how that chosen Child of Destiny is doing now?

Are the various hidden plots and foreshadowing he arranged proceeding as expected?

Is the Tang Sect's revitalization project progressing steadily?

Tang San's divine sense swept across region after region: Star Luo Empire, Heavenly Soul Empire, Sun Moon Empire...

Information along the way fell into his senses like leaves drifting down from the sky.

He carefully extracted the fragments related to the boy named "Huo Yuhao," piecing them together one by one.

A moment later, his expression became "interesting".

On that originally calm and composed face, a hint of confusion first appeared, then turned into surprise, and then into obvious astonishment.

His brows furrowed more and more, and the composed smile that had been lingering at the corners of his mouth vanished completely, replaced by a complex expression that was hard to describe.

"What's going on?!"

He couldn't help but let out a soft gasp, the sound echoing for a moment in the empty God Temple, carrying a rare hint of discomposure.

Huo Yuhao's current growth trajectory is far from what he had planned.

Huo Yuhao was a pawn he personally chose to revitalize the Tang Sect. In his plan, this young man was supposed to join the Tang Sect and lead Tang Sect to greatness once again.

But what he saw now was that Huo Yuhao hadn't even stepped into the Tang Sect, and had very little interaction with the Tang Sect.

As for that "Spirit Pagoda," he had indeed vaguely seen its establishment when he was predicting the future, but the rise of that power would definitely not be so fast.

According to his initial calculations, the Spirit Pagoda would take at least another ten years to begin to take shape.

But right now, it's already engaged in fierce battles on the mainland, with Branch Tower springing up one after another, almost overshadowing all the established powers.

What made Tang San's heart sink even more was that Huo Yuhao had already left Shrek Academy and hadn't even entered the Inner Court.

This young man should have taken deep root in Shrek Academy, merging the power of the academy and the Tang Sect into the foundation for his future success. But now, it's as if an invisible hand has gently pulled him off that path.

Shrek is no longer relevant to him, nor is the Tang Sect.

Tang San sat on the God Throne, his fingertips slowly tightening around the armrests.

In this state, how can he control this piece?

What other rope could be used to pull Huo Yuhao's destiny back to its predetermined course?

He paused for a moment, then continued reading, and his brow furrowed slightly.

He saw a piece of news that reassured him a little: Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong'er had confirmed their relationship.

Tang San leaned back on the God Throne and slowly exhaled.

He silently gave his daughter a thumbs up in his heart; at least his arrangements weren't all failures.

Using the wisp of divine imprint left in Wang Dong'er's mind, Tang San quickly located her position.

The mark was embedded in the deepest part of Wang Dong'er's Spirit Sea, remaining inconspicuous and having no impact on her daily behavior.

But at this moment, Tang San's mind stirred, and his divine sense flowed in along the path of the mark like flowing water.

In the next instant, Wang Dong'er's memories from all these years appeared before his eyes like pages of a book being turned.

He witnessed her first meeting with Huo Yuhao and saw their moments together at the Shrek Academy.

Tang San watched quietly, but his brows gradually furrowed during the process.

As the daughter of the Sea God and Tang San's daughter, in his mind, this relationship should have been one where Huo Yuhao, that poor boy, pursued Wang Dong'er relentlessly.

He even considered whether he should personally intervene when the time was right, setting some hurdles for the relationship to see if the guy was truly worthy of his daughter.

But what he saw at that moment was completely different from what he had expected.

Throughout their relationship, it seemed that their daughter was always the one giving more, making more concessions, and being in a somewhat "disadvantaged" position.

That kid Huo Yuhao doesn't even want to go to the Clear Sky Sect?

Wang Dong'er took the initiative to invite him, but he actually made an excuse to decline?

What is he trying to do?

This is really going against him.

Tang San's expression gradually darkened.

He sat on the God Throne, his gaze turning cold. The slight relief he had felt upon seeing their relationship confirmed was now replaced by an inexplicable unease.

Tang San was silent for a moment. He had just been silently praising his daughter in his heart, but now he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh softly, "Xiao Qi, even if I gave you a chance, you wouldn't be able to do it."

His tone carried a hint of exasperation, but then he calmed down, thought for a moment, and his brow twitched slightly.

Wang Dong'er's current behavior may not be her fault. After all, the current Wang Dong'er is not his complete daughter; she only has half of Tang Wutong's soul.

With only half of the soul in control, actions are inevitably prone to deviation, and emotional judgment may not be precise.

This thought led Tang San to another direction; he felt that perhaps he should also begin preparations.

It's time to merge these two halves of the soul into one, so that the complete Tang Wutong can be born.

Tang San tapped his fingers lightly twice on the armrest of the God Throne, as if calculating the most appropriate time.