Mom and Dad Had a Younger Brother?

The Douluo God Realm, the Sea God Temple.

God King Tang San sat upon his throne, using his divine sense to watch over the Douluo Continent.

He had been a God King for ten thousand years. Tang San had long grown accustomed to looking down upon all living things, his heart detached. It was hard for anything in the world to stir him anymore.

But today, a faint ripple from a bloodline of the same origin had abruptly entered his perception.

Tang San raised an eyebrow. For the first time, a hint of surprise and interest appeared in his normally placid eyes.

Deep within the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

There was a child.

He was about six years old, holding Ah Yin's hand, while Tang Hao stood beside them.

Ten thousand years had passed. Tang San had thought his parents would spend the rest of their lives in quiet seclusion, free of any further upheaval.

He had never expected them to have another child—his own younger brother.

"Third Brother, what are you spacing out for?"

A gentle female voice sounded behind him.

Xiao Wu walked over slowly. After years of being nourished by the Divine Realm's power, and having borne children, she had blossomed into a breathtakingly beautiful, mature woman.

Her figure was shapely, without a hint of plumpness. Her skin was fair and delicate, and her brows and eyes held a mature, gentle charm.

Xiao Wu leaned lightly against Tang San and tapped his sword with its scabbard. Following his gaze down toward the Douluo Continent, she looked on with curiosity.

"Just now, I sensed that my parents had a child. He's my own younger brother. He's six today and about to awaken his Martial Soul." Tang San's voice held a trace of awkwardness and rare surprise.

"Huh? I have a younger brother-in-law now?"

Xiao Wu's interest was instantly piqued. Surprise and delight filled her delicate face.

She had spent ten thousand years in the Divine Realm and had long grown familiar with everything around her. Life had become dull and monotonous.

The sudden news that she had a younger brother-in-law immediately filled her with curiosity.

"Wonderful. Mom and Dad have been blessed with such a gift in their later years. I wonder what the child looks like. Is he as handsome as you, Third Brother? And what kind of Martial Soul talent does he have?"

Tang San raised his hand and activated his divine sense.

"We'll find out if we look together."

The next moment, two invisible divine senses crossed between planes, pierced layer upon layer of spatial barriers, and descended directly into the isolated inner sanctuary of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

The inner sanctuary of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

A six-year-old boy stood in the middle of an open space in the valley.

Ordinary six-year-old children were small and delicate, their faces still full of childishness.

But Tang An was different.

Years of bathing in pure spiritual energy, combined with the nourishment of two supreme bloodlines, had given him a tall, straight figure and broad shoulders. He carried a bearing far beyond that of other boys his age.

His features bore a seven-tenths resemblance to Tang San's, with sharp, well-defined brows and an exceptional bone structure. His handsome looks were strikingly distinctive.

Though they shared the same Tang family blood, his looks and bearing far surpassed Tang San's at the same age.

Tang An stood in the clearing, outwardly calm, while inwardly his thoughts churned like a storm-tossed sea.

Six years.

Tang An had been transported to this world six years ago. He had become the youngest son of Tang Hao and Ah Yin—and Tang San's biological younger brother.

As an old fan who had read the entire Douluo series three times, Tang An knew better than anyone what this identity meant.

It meant his life would be great, but it also meant his controlling older brother, Tang San, might keep him on a very tight leash.

Next, Tang San would most likely shower him with resources, pave his way, and arrange a divine throne for him in the Divine Realm. He would want to make him the most obedient pillar of the Tang family.

"Xiao An, don't be nervous. Just relax your mind."

Ah Yin stood to one side, her gentle voice ringing out as she gazed at her youngest son with affection.

Tang Hao stood on the other side, stern-faced, though his eyes concealed boundless expectation.

They had lived in seclusion for ten thousand years, keeping a low profile. Now, their only wish was for their youngest son to live a safe, peaceful life.

As Ah Yin circulated her gentle life Soul Power, the Martial Soul Awakening ceremony officially began.

Buzz!

A dark red glow, blazing and searing, suddenly burst from Tang Yuan's right palm.

A plain, eight-sided iron hammer floated in the air.

It was nowhere near as large or heavy as the Clear Sky Hammer. It looked like an ordinary iron hammer, but deep in the patterns on its head, faint traces of the Clear Sky Hammer's markings could just be made out.

Dark red, high-temperature flames curled around the hammer. Its aura was wild and overbearing, carrying the ultimate power of destruction, capable of annihilating all things.

The Crimson Annihilation Hammer!

Ultimate destruction, forging all things beneath the heavens!

The spiritual energy in the valley instantly churned. The ground trembled faintly as an aura of destruction swept in every direction.

Before Tang Hao and Ah Yin could react, another beam of emerald light rose from Tang Yuan's left hand.

A curved, razor-sharp scythe floated silently in the air.

Its blade was bright green and keen, while its handle was made of a supple old vine. The vine's patterns were delicate, and faint traces of Blue Silver leaf veins lined its edge, barely noticeable.

An endless aura of life spread from the scythe, calming all the turbulence of destruction. At the same time, it concealed an unyielding will, rooted in the earth and never to be bent.

The Immortal Scythe!

Ultimate life, unbroken through ten thousand tribulations!

One Martial Soul embodied life, the other death. Their auras stood in absolute opposition, yet blended together perfectly.

Tang An understood.

These were his Martial Souls: the Crimson Annihilation Hammer and the Immortal Scythe. They had mutated from birth, retaining only the core essence of the Clear Sky Hammer and the Blue Silver Emperor.

Aside from their closest family, no one could tell where these two Martial Souls came from.

Tang An felt an instinctive urge to bring the two Martial Souls together. He guessed it might be a Martial Soul Fusion Skill. But remembering that Tang San was probably watching him, he forcibly suppressed the urge.

Only after both Martial Souls had fully appeared did Tang Hao and Ah Yin come back to their senses. They stared at Tang An in utter shock.

"Just like Xiao San, he has Twin Martial Souls!"

Ah Yin couldn't help murmuring, her eyes filled with delight.

"These are completely transformed Mutated Martial Souls! Their appearance has changed drastically, but I can feel the essence of my Clear Sky Hammer in them!"

Tang Hao looked solemn and excited. "Their auras are rich and overbearing. They're far stronger than Xiao San's were when he first awakened!"

Ah Yin nodded repeatedly. "And they carry the foundation of my Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline. One embodies life, the other death. They're extraordinary."

Once they had finished marveling, the two immediately brought out a Soul Power testing crystal.

"Let's test your Innate Soul Power."

Tang An raised his hand and lightly touched the surface of the crystal with his right palm.

Crack!

A dazzling crimson light burst forth, instantly filling the entire crystal without leaving a single gap. Its brightness reached the absolute limit.

"Innate Soul Power level twenty!"

"Ordinary people reach their limit at level ten. With Xiao An's two Martial Souls, his total Soul Power reserves are several times greater than those of an ordinary Soul Master with Innate Full Soul Power!"

The Sea God Temple of the God Realm.

After watching the entire awakening of the two Martial Souls, his parents' reactions, and the Soul Power test, Tang San's gaze froze. A storm unlike any he had ever experienced rose in his heart.

The Crimson Annihilation Hammer, embodying ultimate destruction, was a perfect match for the God King of Destruction's divine throne.

The Immortal Scythe, embodying ultimate life, was a perfect match for the Goddess of Life's divine throne.

The heavens favor the Tang family!

Tang San had been worrying that the divine thrones of Destruction and Life were occupied by others, preventing him from having the final say on the God Realm Committee.

But now, his own younger brother was born to inherit those two divine thrones.

Xiao Wu was completely stunned, her eyes full of amazement.

As she looked at the boy below, tall and straight, handsome, and blessed with heaven-defying talent—a young man who looked so much like Tang San—her sense of closeness grew stronger and stronger. She felt a genuine fondness for the younger brother-in-law she had never met.

"Xiao Wu,"