Inside Tang Ya's room.
Tang Wutong lay limp on the floor, foam spilling from her mouth. She had no strength left to fight and could only stare at the familiar pink and blue figures, mumbling things like "Mom" and "Grandma."
Tang Ya felt somewhat awkward. Xiao Yi had somehow acquired the clothes of the Soft Bone Douluo from ten thousand years ago and the Sea God's mother, the Blue Silver Emperor, claiming they were meant to commemorate their ancestors. Tang Wutong had happened to walk in on them.
She knew Tang Wutong's true identity, but seeing that Tang Wutong seemed even crazier than the two of them, she did not pay it much mind.
Haji-Tong had initially been embarrassed and furious, pouncing like a starving cat. What had originally been two generations under one roof became three generations under one roof.
Leisurely days always passed quickly.
Comfortable, idle times were always fleeting. In the blink of an eye, several days passed, and the highly anticipated Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament arrived as scheduled.
On the path to the arena, Xiao Xiao clung tightly to Xiao Yi's side, her little face full of confusion. Gu Yuena, who usually never left Xiao Yi's side, was nowhere to be seen today, and she could not help asking, "Where is Sister Yue'er?"
"She ate her fill and went to sleep." Xiao Yi wore a wicked grin as he kneaded Xiao Xiao's little face.
"Mm..."
At his words, Xiao Xiao's ears instantly reddened, and a faint blush spread across her cheeks. The way she looked up at Xiao Yi carried a hint of coy charm.
Recently, her figure had been developing wonderfully. Bathed daily in pure, abundant life energy, her body had matured more and more noticeably. Some of her childishness had faded, replaced by