Tang San: How About Sending Xiao Wu Back to Douluo Continent?

"Gangzi, how could you say that! Could you have God Forbidden Land without me?"

Dai Mubai stood up and stared directly at Yu Xiaogang; his heaving chest spoke volumes about his anger.

In order to survive and escape the God Forbidden Land, he endured the pain and severed half of his divine soul, which means that even if the Golden Dragon King cannot escape now, he can still easily control him.

And along the way, he was terrified that Yu Xiaogang would be torn to pieces by the Space-Time Turbulence, so he spent most of his Soul Power protecting the latter, only to receive this sentence in return...

Yu Xiaogang was so frightened by his man-eating appearance that he took a step back, but when he thought of the Golden Dragon King standing behind him, he straightened his back again.

"Am Grandmaster wrong?"

"The Golden Dragon King himself said that the day it breaks free from its seal, it will kill Tang San for Grandmaster!"

"You merely exchanged half of your divine soul for a different method of departure; it was a mutually beneficial arrangement. Do you expect Grandmaster to be grateful to you?"

Dai Mubai was amused and exasperated. "What a clever scheme, Gangzi, you're quite the character."

"I Dai Mubai, have nothing to say..."

If the Golden Dragon King hadn't distrusted him and entrusted the task of breaking the seal to Yu Xiaogang, he would have thoroughly humiliated Gangzi.

Simply picking up soap from a public bathhouse is too simplistic; at the very least, we should replace Scar and his ilk with those black devils from the Sun Moon Empire!

Those barbarians, all of them from Panama, should also enjoy this exotic atmosphere from the Douluo God Realm!

Yu Xiaogang, hands in his pockets, nose in the air, said, "Mu Bai, if you promise me one thing, I'll let this go this Grandmaster. But remember, don't let it happen again..."

"Understood, Master," Dai Mubai replied through gritted teeth.

"That's right! We'll call him Grandmaster!"

On the other side.

Ning Rongrong was wiping the grease from Feng Yan's mouth with her sleeve, but she was still talking, "Oscar, Brother Feng and I have finished eating, aren't you going to clean up the dishes?"

"Yes, Captain Rongrong!"

Oscar bent down, stretched out his hand, and skillfully stacked the pile of dishes on the table in front of his chest before turning and walking towards the kitchen.

He had only taken a few steps when he stopped again, took out a neatly folded handkerchief from his pocket, jogged back, and placed it beside Ning Rongrong.

"Rongrong, this handkerchief is new, I haven't used it before. You wipe Brother Feng's mouth, don't use your sleeve, it'll hurt my heart..."

Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes at Oscar and scolded, "Why should I, a mere sycophant, need to tell me what to do?"

Feng Yan shook his head and advised, "Rongrong, take it. That way, Oscar will feel more involved."

Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong took the handkerchief without hesitation and began to carefully wipe...

After she finished, she casually tossed the handkerchief into the air, then looked at Feng Yan with expectant eyes.

Feng Yan understood her meaning, sighed, and casually waved his hand, burning the slowly falling handkerchief to ashes in a Golden Flame.

"Rongrong, I am but a divine thought, why should I be like this?"

In the last Forest of Life, he lost due to carelessness, which allowed this "Little Witch" to take advantage of him.

Now, as soon as Feng Yan arrived, he became extremely vigilant and absolutely wouldn't let this "Little Witch" touch him again...

As soon as he arrived, Ning Rongrong forced him to have dinner with her, and because she had something on him, he couldn't refuse.

Thinking of this, Feng Yan couldn't help but sigh, "Who would have thought that I, the mighty Fire Buddha, who spends my days hunting geese, would have my eyes pecked by a goose?"

"Amitabha..."

"Fire Buddha" is a nickname he gave himself.

The meaning is to pass through a sea of flowers without a single petal clinging to you; to retrieve millet from a fire; to persuade a snake with the Buddha's mouth; and to save all the rich women in the world before proving the true path.

Ning Rongrong was amused. Wasn't "Amitabha" the catchphrase of some bald monks in the lower realms?

"Brother Feng, stop pretending..."

"This female benefactor, please call me the Fire Buddha..."

Oscar, watching their flirtatious banter, felt incredibly envious.

When will he finally get to lick Ning Rongrong...?

No!

Wrong!

How could you lick Rongrong's lips?

Rongrong needs to be carefully protected...

Besides, he'd be heartbroken if Rongrong accidentally hurt him while licking his wound...

Thinking of this, Oscar grinned lewdly.

"Oscar, what are you standing there for?"

Ning Rongrong noticed Oscar grinning foolishly and immediately became displeased, scolding him, "Brother Feng and I have something to discuss back in our room. You hurry up and wash the dishes!"

Oscar snapped out of his daze, stood at attention again, and said, "Rongrong, when you Brother Feng are having a blast later, if Brother Feng gets tired, you can call me in, and I'll go give Brother Feng a push..."

"Bold Oscar!"

"You dare to enter my boudoir? Go eat shit!"

From her words, it was clear that Ning Rongrong was truly enraged this time, and she showed no mercy.

"Yes, Captain Rongrong!"

"I'm going to eat shit right now!"

After saying that, Oscar quickly put the dishes in the kitchen and scurried off towards the public restroom.

"Did he really go?" Feng Yan asked uncertainly.

"Maybe...?" Ning Rongrong was also somewhat uncertain.

Feng Yan:...

Ning Rongrong:...

You know, is having a simp like that in your life a blessing or a curse?

This isn't your average simp; he's skilled at everything from laundry and cooking to providing emotional support.

The key is that he's an immortal god, the kind who can be licked forever...

Feng Yan admitted he was envious.

But as much as he envied her, now he needed to discuss the matters concerning "Valley of Universe Inquiry" with Ning Rongrong...

On the other side.

"Mu Bai, hurry up, this Grandmaster is so tired!"

Looking at the blazing sun in the sky, Yu Xiaogang suddenly felt unbearably thirsty.

He's feeling so bad right now...

Dai Mubai quickened his pace, turning his head to angrily say to those behind him, "Master, how could you possibly feel tired on my back?"

"Dai Mubai, how dare you!"

Yu Xiaogang was furious again; what he couldn't stand the most was anyone questioning him.

"If Grandmaster say I'm tired, then I'm tired! How dare you argue with me!"

Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai's eyes turned bloodshot, he gasped for breath, and a murderous intent began to rise in his mind.

He had truly had enough of all the complaining along the way!

Even though he could fly, Gangzi insisted on having himself, the God of War, carry him.

They called it, "Let's experience the luxurious carriage left behind by the former Sea God, just like Tang San's."

He Dai Mubai, a mighty God of War, was used as a carriage by a mere level 91 trash!!!

"Mu Bai!"

Yu Xiaogang, finally unable to bear the dryness in his mouth, softened his tone and said, "You should take this Grandmaster to find some water first. The Golden Dragon King's task is not urgent for now."

Feeling thirsty and wanting to drink water?

That's easy to handle!

See, this God of War won't give you a little piss!

A thought flashed through Dai Mubai's mind, and a plan immediately formed in his mind.

"Master, please sit tight, I'll take you to the nearest public restroom..."

Yu Xiaogang, perched on Dai Mubai's back, vaguely felt that the idea of "going to a public restroom to find water" was a bit strange, but after a moment's thought, he understood.

His Divine Realm palace was a public toilet, where he lived for countless years and knew its structure inside and out.

What's the one thing that's most abundant in a toilet?

It's water.

Water from the sink, water from flushing the toilet, and occasionally water spilling all over the floor because of a leaking pipe...

"Mu Bai."

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang, leaning on Dai Mubai's back, said with relief:

"I have remembered your Grandmaster piety towards Grandmaster. I will remember it after the Golden Dragon King breaks the seal and Tang San is executed."

"At that time, I, the Grandmaster, will put in a good word for you with Lord Golden Dragon King, and you'll be promoted to a First-Level God..."

He's just making empty promises again!

Dai Mubai sneered, ignoring him completely, and increased his speed even further.

Sea God Temple.

Tang San sat silently in the study, deep in thought about his next plan.

Now, he has tampered with the seal on the Golden Dragon King, and he can even pull in that massive "Space-Time Turbulence" at any time.

But he felt something was still missing...

"It's about Xiao Wu and Wulin's safety!"

Tang San suddenly realized. The most important people to him were Xiao Wu and the Wulin in her womb.

A great battle is inevitable, and Xiao Wu is still pregnant, so his ability to use the power of the Asura God will be greatly reduced.

What he couldn't accept even more was the possibility that if a fight broke out, something might happen to Xiao Wu...

Tang San dared not think about it anymore.

"Perhaps... after we subdue the Golden Dragon King, we can find a way to let that beast's power enter Wulin's body..."

"Then send them back to the Douluo Continent along with Xiao Wu..."

"Should we try to get the God of Fire in the Douluo Continent to help Wulin tame that Silver Dragon King?"

Tang San's eyes lit up.

Yes, that's it.

How domineering is the power of the Golden Dragon King!

When the Dragon God split, he inherited the entire physical body and the power of Destruction, and he was able to fight against the Five Great God Kings without being at a disadvantage.

If its sealed power can be channeled into Wulin's body, Wulin will possess the Golden Dragon King's primordial power from birth...

Tang San is the Sea God, the Asura God, and God King with Dual Godhood. Of course, he has a way to take power without taking willpower.

Once the Golden Dragon King is subdued and its soul suppressed, its power will be ownerless. Ownerless things naturally belong to whoever gets them first.

It's only natural for him to give his son a share.