Xiao Wu Was Pregnant Again?

Feng Yan didn't care. He looked down on Dai Zhongxian.

But he wasn't going to mess with him for no reason. At the very least, he wanted to be able to tell himself he had a good reason.

That was why he gave him three choices.

If Dai Yuhao chose the first or second, it would prove that, despite his young age, he already had such murderous intent. Left unchecked, he would surely become a threat to the continent.

So, for the sake of peace on the continent, Dai Yuhao would have to be dealt with.

What if he chose the third?

That would mean Dai Yuhao had no ambition and would surely become a willing dog for Buddha Tang.

And who knew, perhaps one day he'd fall for Tang Wutong... Feng Yan found that even less bearable...

All three?

As expected of you, Dai Zhongxian. You're actually this greedy.

I told you to choose one, and you picked all three. You're practically begging for death!!!

What if he chose none?

Feng Yan's heart hardened. This brat actually dared to show such disrespect to him, the God of Fire!

He truly deserved punishment!!!

That way, Feng Yan could arrange things for Dai Yuhao with a clear conscience...

When Feng Yan saw Dai Yuhao choose the third option, he didn't hesitate.

He pointed a finger at the river. A tiny golden streak of light shot into the water.

Then came a tremendous explosion. The river burst open in a huge splash, and a column of water shot more than a hundred meters into the sky.

Fish of all shapes and sizes were blasted into the air, tracing graceful arcs before crashing down along the riverbank.

Dai Yuhao had no idea what had happened. He heard a loud bang, then the water exploded, fish went flying, and it rained fish from the sky.

"Th-that's amazing!"

Dai Yuhao cried out, "You must be a legendary Soul Douluo! You can blow up so many fish!"

In Dai Yuhao's heart, the strongest person in the world was his father, the Eight-Ring Soul Douluo, Dai Hao.

That was what his mother, Huo Yun'er, had told him.

And he believed it without question.

Although Dai Hao still didn't know who he was, that didn't matter.

Dai Yuhao believed that once his father, stationed far away at the border, returned, all the suffering he and his mother had endured would come to an end.

Everything would get better.

Dai Huabin, who bullied him every day, would pay the price he deserved!

As for this Soul Douluo expert before him, when he'd talked about killing Dai Hao and the Duchess, he must have been testing Dai Yuhao's character.

Otherwise, why would he help him so much?

Dai Yuhao was so excited. If they dried all these fish, how long would they last him and his mother?

If they ate sparingly, they could last for years, right?

This senior really was a good-hearted man...

For a moment, Dai Yuhao was glad he'd made the right choice.

Feng Yan still didn't answer. He continued, "Dai Yuhao, do you want a wife?"

"Just say the word, and I'll find one for you right away."

Just kidding...

Even if you don't want one, I'll shove one on you.

"A wife? What's that?"

Dai Yuhao had completely let down his guard around Feng Yan. He tilted his head up, his confusion plain on his face.

What was a wife? Huo Yun'er had never taught him about that, so he didn't understand.

But he knew that this wonderful man had not only helped him catch fish, but was also going to arrange some sort of thing for him.

He didn't know what a wife was, but he had a vague feeling it must be something wonderful.

After thinking it over, Dai Yuhao agreed. "All right, senior. Where's my wife?"

Feng Yan grinned wickedly. "Wait a few years. She'll come looking for you herself..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he made his move.

He firmly entwined Dai Yuhao's thread of destiny with that of the Man Faced Spider Emperor.

Almost no one noticed—except for someone in the Divine Realm...

Divine Realm.

Tang San was already troubled by the God of Destruction stripping him of his authority to enforce the law.

Suddenly, he sensed that something seemed to have gone wrong in the mortal realm, and his brow furrowed even deeper.

"Strange. Why did the divine thought I left behind just stir?"

"Could something have gone wrong with my ten-thousand-year plan?"

Impossible!

He'd watched with his own eyes as his divine thought persuaded the God of Fire at the Clear Sky Sect.

With a First-Level God keeping watch, his ten-thousand-year plan should have been foolproof.

Could the God of Fire have done something in the mortal realm?

Just then, a pink figure walked in.

Xiao Wu carried a pot of tea into Tang San's study.

"Xiao San, are you still angry about the God of Destruction?"

The moment he saw Xiao Wu, Tang San's heart eased, and all the gloom lifted.

As an incompetent... ahem... devoted husband, he would never burden his wife with his negative emotions.

"It's not about Destruction... It's the mortal realm."

"Just now, the divine thought I left inside my teacher stirred. It felt like something bad had happened..."

Xiao Wu poured him a cup of tea and replied, "Fart God is a Third-Level God. What could happen to him on the Douluo Continent?"

Tang San was just about to say more.

Suddenly, he sensed a vast force of destiny flowing from the Douluo Continent into his body.

"What's this?!"

Xiao Wu's hand paused. A trace of nervousness appeared in her eyes.

"What's wrong, Xiao San?"

Tang San froze slightly, but didn't answer Xiao Wu.

This was...

The force of destiny on the Douluo Continent!

But shouldn't it be with the Child of Destiny right now?

Why had a portion suddenly split off and gathered in him? A small part of it had also flowed into the Tang Sect he'd founded.

This was a good thing...

But according to the plan... it shouldn't have happened so soon.

Could the God of Fire in the mortal realm have started acting ahead of schedule?

At the thought, Tang San's delight was impossible to contain.

The God of Fire truly was the one who understood him, the Sea God, best. He'd guessed Tang San's situation in the Divine Realm so quickly.

This could only mean that an unusual connection had formed between the Tang Sect and the Child of Destiny.

It fit perfectly with his plan.

Thinking of this, Tang San couldn't help bursting into laughter.

"Heh... Hehehe..."

"Xiao San, don't scare me. What's going on?" Xiao Wu's somewhat fearful voice rang in Tang San's mind again.

Only then did Tang San remember that his wife was right in front of him. He immediately suppressed his elation and suddenly felt refreshed.

"I'm fine, Xiao Wu."

"I was just thinking about how the God of Fire is about to break through to God King. I'm happy for him, that's all."

Xiao Wu let out a breath of relief and patted her chest with her little hand, muttering, "That's good..."

When her hand touched her chest, her full breasts trembled slightly.

Through her pink house clothes, the graceful curve beneath her collarbone was faintly visible.

Tang San's eyes instantly went dreamy.

So many years had passed, and Xiao Wu had even given birth to children, yet her figure was still so lovely.

He unconsciously walked toward her, still sighing, "Xiao Wu, you still have such a great figure!"

"It feels like it's been a long time since we did that..."

At his words, Xiao Wu's cheeks instantly flushed. She quickly pushed Tang San away, then turned around, fidgeting as she said:

"Xiao San, don't rush... Have some tea before we do it."

Tang San smiled. "Then I'll do as you say, Xiao Wu. I'll wet my throat first..."

With that, Tang San drained the tea Xiao Wu had poured.

A trace of lingering satisfaction remained on his face. "Not bad... Your tea-making really is your specialty, Xiao Wu. It goes straight to my heart..."

Xiao Wu suddenly used her charm on him. "Third Brother... Am I beautiful?"

Tang San made no attempt to resist. His eyes instantly turned pink.

"Beautiful... So beautiful..."

In his mind, this was just a bit of flirtation... Surely his dear Xiao Wu wouldn't hurt him, would she?

Then Tang San collapsed...

Xiao Wu looked down at Tang San, whom she'd charmed unconscious, and sighed inwardly. "Xiao San, I'm sorry... I promise this is the last billionth time..."

She rubbed her belly again, her eyes filled with a mother's loving tenderness...

Xiao San...

If you found out I was pregnant with Brother Feng's child again, you'd never let him or the children go... right?

They may not be yours... but Wutong and Wulin are still my children!

As a mother...

I can't let my children come to any harm...

So...

I'm sorry, Third Brother...

(2 Xiao Wu pictures)

(P.S. The pictures got held up in review. I'll post them next chapter.)