Come Here, Let Me Take a Look

Shang An had never thought much of that so-called Clear Sky Douluo.

He was nothing more than a so-called prodigy, praised to the heavens despite having a fragile will.

What was there to praise about someone who became a wreck after his wife died, spent his days drinking, and completely neglected his son? If he had died for his wife, Shang An would have acknowledged him as a devoted man. But he had not.

Then he should have sought revenge for his wife, endured hardship in silence, found an opportunity to heal his injuries, or properly raised his son.

But he had done none of that. Not only had he neglected his young son and left him to fend for himself, he had also spent every day drowning himself in alcohol, numbing himself with a drunken, dreamlike existence. A grown man who needed his son to take care of him—the so-called Clear Sky Douluo was nothing but a complete waste.

It could be said that if Tang San had not been a transmigrator, and had instead been an ordinary native-born son, he might not even have survived to the age of six under Tang Hao's care.

Aside from his decent talent, Tang Hao had nothing worth praising. He had been completely crushed by a single blow, which showed just how fragile his will was. If Shang An became Tang Hao's enemy, he could easily toy with him until he was utterly ruined.

The only person in the Clear Sky Sect who could make him look twice was Tang Chen, who was still trapped in the Capital of Slaughter. To create a Self-Created Soul Skill in this world of constrained thought, then use it with the top-tier Martial Soul, the Clear Sky Hammer, to suppress the divine Martial Soul, the Six-Winged Angel, and create the Clear Sky legend—he was worthy of being called a great man.

Ni Huang had not expected Shang An to be so disdainful of this Clear Sky Douluo. But after hearing him describe the Clear Sky Douluo's "glorious achievements," she nodded repeatedly. Someone like that could actually be given the title of Clear Sky Douluo?

"Then, should we?"

As she spoke, she gestured toward the direction Shang An had been watching earlier and made a throat-slitting motion.

Since this son of Tang Hao possessed outstanding talent, Twin Martial Souls, and was destined to become an enemy of the Spirit Hall, it was naturally best to uproot the threat. The Spirit Hall was not some broad-minded organization. Its practice of hunting down geniuses was no rumor.

Or rather, all the top powers on Douluo Continent secretly hunted the geniuses of other factions. There were only so many resources on the continent. If you became stronger, I would have to give up the benefits already in my grasp. Who would be willing to do that?

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan in the original work were not nearly as righteous as they appeared in the novel. The shady, filthy things they had done were in no way fewer than those of the Spirit Hall—in fact, they had done even more. After all, sects built around clans oppressed ordinary Spirit Masters even more harshly.

"No need. I have my own plans."

Shang An shook his head. He could not kill the current Tang San, or he would only alert the enemy.

Ni Huang nodded. She had no objection to Shang An's decision, just as she had never questioned the source of his information. None of that mattered. She only knew that Shang An was the sole person she would serve in this life.

The decisions she made were merely based on Shang An's position, considering what was best for him. She would do whatever Shang An said, and that was all.

Elsewhere,

Tang San had no idea how serious the situation was. No, he did not even know what he was about to experience.

Weighing the Silver Soul Coins in his hand, Tang San smiled with his dark, ordinary face. He could buy Xiao Wu her favorite Crystal Radishes again. He had also reached level twenty today and could go obtain his second Spirit Ring, becoming an honorable Soul Grandmaster. Today was truly a good day.

"Third Bro, you're back?"

A pure and lovely girl with a graceful figure and a Scorpion Tail Braid stood at the entrance of Nuoding Academy. The Rabbit Ear Hairpin on her head bobbed up and down. When she saw Tang San return, she hopped over and reached him in just a few bounds.

"Bro, do you know what day it is today?"

"Huh? What day?"

Tang San instinctively raised a hand to scratch the back of his head, but Xiao Wu caught his wrist, leaving him completely puzzled.

"You blockhead."

"Today is the day we first met. You even forgot that? Hmph."

When she heard that Tang San did not remember, Xiao Wu's expression immediately changed. She released him, turned her head away, and crossed her arms over her chest, her lips pursed in a clear display of I'm angry, come coax me.

Although Tang San was a forty-year-old otaku and rather slow when it came to such things, he still knew what he had to do at a time like this.

"Xiao Wu, how about we go out for a big meal today?"

"Hmph, I want Crystal Radishes."

"Sure, we'll eat them!"

"I want Blue Spirit Fruit too."

"Sure, we'll buy them!"

"And I also want..."

The two of them headed toward Nuoding City's food street, neither noticing the two people in a certain Alternate Dimension not far away.

"Xiao An, could that be the legendary Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?"

One of the women stared at Xiao Wu's back, her eyes burning with excitement. Although she had already obtained her ninth Spirit Ring, a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone was still an incredibly precious treasure.

"That's right. She is a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soft Bone Charm Rabbit who has transformed and begun cultivation anew."

"Then should we..."

"Wait a little longer. Tang Hao may still be in Nuoding City."

The two people in the Alternate Dimension were Shang An and Lingyuan Douluo.

This Alternate Dimension had been created by Shang An's Fourth Spirit Skill. His Fourth Spirit Skill was called the Taiyi Dharma Domain, originating from a roughly forty-thousand-year-old Kongyuan Beast. It created an Alternate Dimension from which one could observe everything happening in the outside world.

Moreover, as long as he did not launch an attack, even a Title Douluo could not discover him. It was a true divine skill of concealment.

His Third Spirit Skill was also extraordinary. He had named it Tyrant Body. It came from a Tyrant Tiger King that was around eighteen thousand years old. It could grant immunity to control and poison while reducing incoming damage by fifty percent for one minute. Its duration could increase along with his strength.

Against Spirit Masters who liked to use Bind, or Spirit Masters like Dugu Bo who were famed for poison, it was practically a perfect counter.

The next day.

Tang San, Yu Xiaogang, and the dean of Nuoding Academy embarked on a journey to the Soul Hunting Forest, while Shang An also began to act.

Inside a private room at Baiwei Pavilion in Nuoding City,

"Big Sis Ni Huang, how did things go at the Soul Hunting Forest?"

"No problem. As you requested, the Soul Hunting Forest descended into chaos after Tang San entered. The news should have spread by now."

"Mm."

Shang An nodded indifferently. As for the losses this might cause, he did not care.

"Big Sis Ni Huang, go capture that rabbit now. Remember, don't alert anyone else."

"Mm, all right."

Ni Huang's figure flashed and vanished into the shadows. A Title Douluo could remain undetected even without possessing a shadow-type Martial Soul, and ordinary people had no chance of discovering her.

Watching Ni Huang leave, Shang An calmly began drinking tea. He naturally had his own considerations for capturing Xiao Wu now. Xiao Wu could be considered one of Tang San's major opportunities. Not only had she given him an unprecedented sixth Spirit Ring of a hundred thousand years, she had also come with two licking beasts from the Star Dou Great Forest as an added bonus.

Furthermore, Xiao Wu was the prerequisite for Tang San to inherit Dual Godhood. Without Xiao Wu, who knew whether Tang San could still inherit Dual Godhood?

Now that Tang San had gone to the Soul Hunting Forest, Tang Hao would certainly go as well for the sake of his son's safety. After all, even with a Soul Ancestor leading the group, there were still quite a few powerful Thousand-Year Soul Beasts in the Soul Hunting Forest. A single Soul Ancestor could not guarantee their safety.

Moreover, to prevent any accidents, Shang An had specifically ordered Ni Huang to tamper with the Soul Hunting Forest. As long as Tang Hao remained in Nuoding City, it would be impossible for him not to go protect Tang San.

Before long, Ni Huang returned with a rabbit-eared loli wearing a Scorpion Tail Braid, without alerting anyone throughout the entire process.

"Who, who are you?"

Xiao Wu's voice trembled slightly as she stared at the young man before her, her face full of unease.

She was filled with fear toward this young man who could command a Title Douluo. It reminded her of certain terrible experiences from the past. Her mother had been hunted and killed by humans while protecting her. Now it was happening again. But this time, who would protect her? Where was Bro now?

"Come here. Let me take a look."

Shang An sat in a chair and looked at the flustered Xiao Wu with interest.

Xiao Wu did not want to go over. Although this person was handsome and seemed amiable, she knew that he might be after her Spirit Ring and Spirit Bone. Yet the steadily rising aura of the Title Douluo behind her told her that she had to obey.

She slowly shuffled forward until she was about a meter from Shang An. This person's aura feels so comfortable... No! I can't think that way. He's a bad person.

While Xiao Wu was distracted, Shang An pulled her into his arms and held her sideways across his lap. With his left hand, he brushed the hair from her face and stroked her cheek.

"Not bad."

It was unclear whether he was talking about Xiao Wu's skin or something else.

"You scum... What are you doing?"

Xiao Wu was somewhat angry. He was the one who had captured her, and although his aura felt strangely familiar, he could not just do this. But when she saw the killing intent filling Ni Huang's eyes, her tone weakened.

"Oh? You want to know what I'm doing?"

Shang An's mood turned playful, and he pinched Xiao Wu's cheek again.

"Who, who exactly are you? Why did you capture me?"

"I am the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall. As for why I captured you, does a Spirit Master need a reason to capture a Spirit Beast?"

Disgust and fear flashed through Xiao Wu's eyes. The Spirit Hall—again, the Spirit Hall! My mother died at the hands of the Spirit Hall. Am I going to follow in my mother's footsteps now? I'm sorry, Mom. Xiao Wu can't avenge you anymore.

"Come on."

Xiao Wu tried her best to remain calm, but her slightly trembling body still revealed her fear. She knew that her strength was pitifully weak, so she simply gave up resisting. At the very least, she could not let humans look down on her.

"Oh? Then I'm coming."

Seeing Xiao Wu close her eyes, Shang An said with amusement.

Xiao Wu kept her eyes shut and said nothing more. Her face gradually paled with fear. Feeling Shang An's body heat drawing closer and closer, she wondered, Is it about to happen? Will he cut my throat with a dagger or crush my head directly?

Because of her fear, Xiao Wu did not dare open her eyes. She was afraid she would not be able to stop herself from crying and would be looked down upon by this human Spirit Master.

Mom, I'm coming to keep you company.