Destruction Reborn, An Accidental Variable

"Tang San!"

In the God Realm, God of Destruction suddenly woke up.

"I'm not dead yet?"

The memories of God of Destruction still lingered on the moment he sacrificed his life to protect the God Realm under the Space-Time Turbulence.

He looked around, discovering that he was still in the God Realm—and moreover, an unscathed God Realm without a single trace of the Space-Time Turbulence.

God of Destruction surveyed the God Realm, determining the exact time he currently inhabited.

I didn't march toward the end of destruction, but instead lived again? And I've even been reborn back to when that scoundrel Tang San hadn't yet ascended to godhood?

It was precisely that Tang San; ever since he arrived in the God Realm, everything had changed completely.

The past rules of the God Realm were treated by him as mereh nothingness.

He repeatedly interfered in lower-realm affairs, practically treating Douluo Continent as his personal property.

He also formed cliques within the God Realm; clearly a newcomer, he ended up reducing him to a minority.

Even his own wife, Goddess of Life, had acted as if she had lost her mind, standing by Tang San's turn at every turn and acting against him, her own husband.

In the end, she forced him to instigate a God Realm war in the most violent manner possible.

Forsaken by all, history is written by the victors.

His eventual choice to die for the protection of the God Realm wasn't so much an unwillingness to see the God Realm destroyed as it was voluntarily stepping toward the final end after a complete defeat.

Rather than watch Tang San run amok in the God Realm and turn it into something like Douluo Continent—making it the Tang Realm.

He might as well follow the Path of Destruction and march toward the void.

Since I have been reborn at this time, I must absolutely not allow the events of my past life to repeat themselves.

Thinking of this, the gaze of God of Destruction cast down to overlook Douluo Continent.

"Tang San~"

Seeing that figure in Holy Soul Village on Douluo Continent, one entirely different from the adult Tang San, the intent of destruction within God of Destruction almost slipped out of his control.

He desperately wanted to blast Tang San to death with a bolt of lightning.

Yet right at that moment, he sensed a familiar aura on Tang San's body.

"God of Asura? He was already paying attention to Tang San at this time?"

God of Destruction was greatly surprised; in his past life, he hadn't paid much attention to Tang San before his ascension, and didn't even know why the current God of Asura would choose Tang San as the inheritor of his Divine Position.

He had even gone so far as to team up with Sea God to pass down their divine positions to Tang San, breaking the rules for this very purpose by having Tang San's spirit beast wife act as the Scabbard for the Asura Sword, allowing Tang San to smoothly control two divine positions.

A dignified God of Asura, one of the five God Kings of the God Realm, treating a mere mortal so well.

Anyone unaware would think Tang San was the illegitimate son of the God of Asura.

Sensing the aura of the God of Asura, God of Destruction calmed down a lot.

Because of his upright nature, he had suffered too many losses in his past life, and now he had to force himself to use his brains more.

Ever since his struggles with Tang San began, things had never gone smoothly for him.

For reasons unknown, inexplicably so many people supported Tang San as if they had lost their minds, and that included the wife of God of Destruction.

If he launched a forcible attack on Tang San now, the God of Asura would definitely step out to block him.

As for Goddess of Life, one could easily imagine the high probability that she wouldn't stand with him as her husband, but instead feel with a saintly air that he had been consumed by the desire for destruction.

As for the two God Kings of Evil and Goodness—although they weren't yet those useless youths Ji Dong and Lie Yan, acting completely as echo chambers for Tang San.

Yet God of Destruction lacked the certainty of securing their support in this matter.

The more God of Destruction thought about it, the angrier he became.

Could it be that even after living another life, he could still only watch helplessly as Tang San achieved godhood and then stirred up storms in the God Realm?

Wouldn't that mean he was reborn in vain?

The gaze of God of Destruction kept scanning across Douluo Continent, when suddenly, his attention was caught by a tiny human figure.

This... this is a variable? An unknown variable.

On Douluo Continent, a small village near the sea named Sea Burial Village.

On the sea outside the village, a child of about six or seven years old stood upon a wooden raft bobbing with the waves, holding a longspear in both hands with a posture poised for a downward thrust, his gaze locked tightly onto the surface of the sea.

Suddenly, the raft dipped slightly, and the longspear in his hand stabbed fiercely downward, its tip plunging beneath the sea's surface.

"Hehe, got it!"

Su Chen leaned his body back slightly, using force to heave the longspear upward, dragging a large fish resembling a grouper out of the water.

"Heavy enough, must be around twenty pounds."

Thud~

The fish pierced by the longspear fell onto the raft, not even flopping about, clearly dead beyond a doubt.

Meanwhile, the deep-black longspear in Su Chen's hand—which upon closer inspection looked dark red—dissolved into light and vanished into nothingness.

This long spear was Su Chen's Martial Soul.

"Su Chen, it's time to go back for dinner."

In the distance, several skiffs around Su Chen's size headed toward this side, carrying other children ranging from seven or eight to eleven or twelve years old.

"Su Chen, come to my house for dinner today, okay?" a little boy with a sun-reddened face said.

"Nonsense, the day before yesterday Su Chen ate at your house, today it's my turn."

"It's my house."

A group of children argued back and forth.

Su Chen sighed helplessly; being popular really brought troubles.

Being this popular had only a secondary reason in his Innate Soul Power when awakening his Martial Soul; the main reason was that even though he was still young, he already belonged to that ridiculously handsome type, a famous, good-looking young man for miles around.

As an orphan, families with daughters from other villages even wanted to adopt him as a boy-bride.

Su Chen refused on the spot; that required a different price...

Bah!

As a time traveler, he was a man with principles and self-respect!

Soft rice wasn't impossible to eat, but he couldn't eat it just anywhere; his stomach was bad and he was a picky eater.

At this moment, a group of small skiffs docked, and the children's debate remained deadlocked.

"Su Chen, which family do you want to go to for dinner? We'll listen to you."

A dozen children looked at Su Chen eagerly.

Su Chen bent down and scooped up the fish in the boat.

"Today I'm not going anywhere, I'm going back to eat at my own place. See this? My harvest."

"Whoa, such a big fish."

"Su Chen, you're really amazing, you speared a big fish again."

Whoever could catch a big fish was undoubtedly the hero among these children.

Children by the sea had certainly seen plenty of big fish.

However, they were still young, could only manage small skiffs, and only played near the shore, rarely managing to get a fish this big.

"How about I go to your house to eat? You definitely can't finish such a big fish by yourself."

"I want to go too."

The children who had just invited Su Chen to their homes for dinner immediately changed their minds and wanted to go to Su Chen's place.

"I won't eat for free, I can cook. My mom always praises my culinary skills and says I have the best chance in the village of marrying Su Chen."

Su Chen raised an eyebrow and looked at the chubby little girl who spoke.

There wasn't the slightest bit of embarrassment on her face, and her tone was full of showing off.

"Alright, then let me taste your cooking."

Su Chen was a kind-hearted person; although her dream was destined to come to nothing, her efforts deserved praise.

She was destined not to get him, but fulfilling her wish to cook him a meal was no problem at all.

"See that? I won."

The girl became even more smug, her hands on her hips, head held high, looking completely victorious.

"I'm going too, I can tend the fire and add firewood."

"I can go home and get good food."

"My house has some too."

Su Chen waved his hand, and the children immediately quieted down.

"All of you can come. I'm leaving the village in a few days, so let this meal serve as your farewell for me."