Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo looked at each other. Neither of them dared say such a thing; natives of Douluo Continent still held Deities in great reverence.
Xiao Chenlong swept his gaze around again and discovered an unexpected surprise.
Tang Hao's soul was actually still there. It had neither been taken away by the Asura God nor shattered by the aftermath of the battle. It was hard to say whether he was lucky or unlucky.
Xiao Chenlong reached out and grabbed Tang Hao's soul, then said to Chrysanthemum Douluo, "Elder Ju, catch any Spirit Beast you can find. Alive."
"Yes!"
Before long, Chrysanthemum Douluo returned with a Thousand-Year Tusked Pig.
"Your Highness the Saint Son, will this one do?"
"It will. Of course it will!"
Xiao Chenlong activated the Goat Talisman's power, stripped out the Tusked Pig's original soul, and threw Tang Hao's soul inside.
Tang Hao, whose soul had entered the Tusked Pig's body, struggled desperately, pig squeals coming from his mouth.
"Stop squealing. No matter how much you squeal, it won't help. I didn't notice before, but this is actually a sow. Not bad, not bad. Once we're back, I'll find you some breeding boars. I hope you'll like them."
Upon hearing that, Tang Hao struggled even harder.
"Keep an eye on him. Don't let him die. It won't be fun if he dies."
"Yes, Your Highness the Saint Son."
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo glanced at the Tusked Pig, then exchanged another look.
They both shared the same thought: they could offend anyone but their Saint Son.
After all, no one could possibly accept Tang Hao's treatment if it were inflicted upon them.
As Xiao Chenlong returned to Heaven Dou City, "Tang Hao" sped away with Tang San, his destination unmistakably clear.
Tang San also sensed that