Tang Sect's Third Young Master Reincarnates

"I do not want to be reincarnated as a beast!"

"God of Fire, spare me! I am a God King!"

"Don't get excited, San Gege."

"It's perfectly normal to feel a bit unaccustomed the first time..."

Tang San's divine soul shuddered violently; he felt himself being pushed by an irresistible force into a place filled with darkness and terror.

Unable to resist, he could only helplessly resort to threats: "God of Fire! I will not let you off!"

Feng Yan did not pause his movements. "As if I would ever let you off?"

Before the words had even faded, Tang San's divine soul was finally shoved into the body of the Man Faced Spider Emperor.

The body of the Man Faced Spider Emperor contracted sharply; it could feel something burrowing into its brain, causing excruciating pain.

"Next, I need to figure out how to handle the memories."

Feng Yan rested his chin in his hand, feeling troubled for the first time.

Tang San was, without a doubt, a God King.

Even this fragment of a divine soul belonged to the level of a God King.

To silently and seamlessly delete the memories of a God King was still quite difficult for a First-Class God like him.

He could force it, but the main body of Tang San, far away in the God Realm, would inevitably sense something amiss.

"Whatever, let's do it!"

Feng Yan took a deep breath.

At most, he would only sense that something was wrong, without knowing the specific circumstances.

When he returns to the Clear Sky Sect, if Tang San asks...

Then he would just push all the blame onto Gangzi.

Gangzi was San Gege's old mentor, after all; surely San Gege wouldn't do anything irrational to him.

Thinking of this, Feng Yan began to forcibly shatter Tang San's memories layer by layer, ultimately leaving behind only the latter's memories of his past life in the Tang Sect.

Next was to establish a connection between Dai Yuhao and the Man Faced Spider Emperor.

Seeing that Feng Yan had finished, the Man Faced Spider Emperor asked timidly, "Are you perhaps the legendary God of Fire?"

It had heard Tang San's words clearly just now, and it had roughly grasped what had happened to it.

The God of Fire seemed to have stuffed the soul of the one who had wiped out its entire clan into its body.

It couldn't understand this maneuver; did this mean it could vent its anger on the soul inside its body whenever it wanted?

"Alright, little spider. From today on, Tang San is a plaything you can toy with as you please..."

Feng Yan did not reveal his identity, as there was no need to waste time here.

He still had to hurry to the Star Luo Dai Clan before Tang San could react, to entwine Dai Yuhao's fate with the Man Faced Spider Emperor.

In this way, guided by fate, the Man Faced Spider Emperor would take human form, leave the Star Dou Great Forest, and meet Dai Yuhao.

Ultimately, this would result in a Martial Soul Fusion Skill with one hundred percent compatibility...

Sigh!

I am truly too good to Dai Yuhao, finding him a wife who shares his body without saying a word—this is double the happiness!

Feng Yan sighed inwardly.

"Time to go see the man nicknamed Dai Zhongxian."

"Eh? Has Lord God of Fire left?"

The Man Faced Demon Emperor watched the disappearing Feng Yan, its voice filled with confusion.

It was already certain that Feng Yan was the God of Fire.

Otherwise, how could the dignified Beast God Di Tian bring a human to see it?

Moreover, he was so obedient to this human, leaving the moment he was told to.

And...

Is this really not a dream?

It had actually seen a living, breathing god!!!

Just as it was feeling excited, the Man Faced Spider Emperor suddenly felt its mind go hazy...

It felt as if something inside its body was about to awaken.

"Could it be that he is going to..."

Before it could finish, the Man Faced Spider Emperor lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground...

"Where is this?"

Soon, the Man Faced Spider Emperor stood up once more, though its voice sounded somewhat different.

It kept scanning its surroundings, "Did I not jump off Ghost Sorrow Cliff?"

Yet, the surroundings remained deathly silent; there was not even a single bird to be seen.

The Man Faced Spider Emperor stood tall, lowering its head to inspect itself.

A pitch-black carapace, eight spear-like spider legs, and that ferocious human face pattern on its lower abdomen.

"I, Tang San, have actually been reincarnated as a spider! And a female one at that!"

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!!!"

In that instant, the Man Faced Spider Emperor seemed to suffer a breakdown.

A long while passed.

It seemed to have finally accepted reality.

"Calm down, I must remain calm."

"The sixth rule of the Tang Sect Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record—remain unmoved even if Mount Tai collapses before you, and stay composed even if the Yellow River bursts above your head."

"A true master of hidden weapons must possess a cool head at all times."

A masculine voice emanated from within the Man Faced Spider Emperor, the tone rich and magnetic.

At first, it had not fully adapted to this new body, and its gait was constantly wobbly.

It would intend to walk east, but the legs on the other side would instinctively step toward the west; it was as if they refused to yield to one another.

Tang San fell with a "thud," his eight legs flailing wildly in the air.

This won't do; I cannot go on like this. I am the greatest genius the Tang Sect has seen in a hundred years.

I have even crafted the Buddha Fury Tang Lotus and dared to leap from Ghost Sorrow Cliff; how could I be thwarted by the mere act of walking?

He took a deep breath, struggled to prop himself up with his eight legs, and stood up shakily.

This time, he learned his lesson: he did not rush to walk, but sought balance first.

He tried lifting one front leg, while the other seven tilted in that direction; his body swayed, but he did not fall.

He lifted another...

"Finally, I can stand." A hint of excitement colored Tang San's voice.

He tried to take a step, moving one leg on the left forward while the remaining legs on the right supported his body.

As the body's instinctive memories flooded in, Tang San actually began to walk.

"I can walk!"

Before Tang San could even rejoice, a wave of dizziness washed over him.

Then, he gradually lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground once more.

In the haze of his consciousness, Tang San discovered he had arrived in a pitch-black space.

A sensation of weightlessness struck, and the ground beneath his feet vanished.

"Was that just a deathbed vision? Am I still at Ghost Sorrow Cliff?" Tang San muttered, feeling the familiar sensation of falling.

"Others see their whole lives in a deathbed vision, so why did I become a spider?"

The weightlessness persisted for a long time before finally fading, and Tang San stopped falling.

He surveyed his surroundings; everything was pitch black, his vision was unclear, and he could touch nothing.

"What place is this?"

Tang San tried to speak, his voice echoing in the darkness, yet there was no reverberation.

"Do you remember me?"

A voice rang out in the darkness, shrill and piercing.

"Who's there!"

Tang San's heartstrings tightened instantly.

A graceful figure emerged from the darkness—a mature and voluptuous woman.

The woman had long, black-purple hair draped over her shoulders, the ends slightly curled into shapes resembling spider legs.

Her lips were crimson, her pupils were purple, her skin was deathly pale, and she wore a black dress like a spider web, embroidered with a white human face.

Seeing that the visitor was a woman, Tang San remained vigilant but eventually asked:

"Young lady, is this the bottom of Ghost Sorrow Cliff?"

Tang San had not grasped the situation, still believing he was in the Bashu region, with the Tang Sect located somewhere above him.

"Ghost Sorrow Cliff? Never heard of it."

The woman sneered, her expression shifting to one of hatred.

"It seems the God of Fire truly did tamper with your memories."

"But it matters not; next..."

"Hehehehe..."