In a valley surrounded by mountains on the Douluo Continent, a solitary wooden cabin sat nestled.
Countless Blue Silver Grass spread out from the cabin as the center, blanketing the entire valley; the crystalline, shimmering Blue Silver Grass made the place look like a fairyland.
Sounds of "It hurts so much" drifted incessantly from the small house.
"Ah~ it hurts so much."
"Keep going, the child is almost out, push!"
"Ah—"
This was the place where Tang Hao and the Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin were temporarily hiding, and at this moment, the Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin was giving birth.
Outside the house, Tang Hao paced back and forth, stomping his feet and gritting his teeth in extreme anxiety. On one hand, he worried about his wife's labor, knowing that every time a woman gave birth, she walked through the gates of hell, and in the most unfortunate of outcomes, both mother and child could perish.
On the other hand, Tang Hao knew his wife was not truly human, nor was she an animal, but a plant that had taken human form. She had not yet reached maturity to become a true human, and there was no certainty as to what kind of child would be born; he feared she might give birth to some kind of monster.
A vegetable person?
A Blue Silver Grass person?
"It's born."
"Waa~"
As the umbilical cord was cut, Tang San arrived in the world, his cries loud and clear.
After a while, a midwife walked out of the room holding a basin and congratulated Tang Hao: "Congratulations, your woman has given you a boy, he can carry on your family line."
"Thank you for your hard work," Tang Hao laughed.
"It's no trouble, but the payment should be a bit more; it wasn't easy to get to such a remote place," the midwife laughed heartily.
"Easy to say, easy to say."
Tang Hao smiled, then suddenly struck with lightning speed, snapping the midwife's neck and tossing her into a pre-dug pit.
Then, acting as if nothing had happened, he entered the wooden cabin to see if his son was a soul beast or a vegetable person.
"Ah Yin, my Ah Yin, are you alright? Ah Yin!"
"Brother Hao, I'm fine..."
The Blue Silver Emperor cradled her son with a look of bliss, responding weakly, her tone tinged with pride and showmanship.
"Brother Hao, look, this is our child. I've given you a son. Look, isn't he adorable?"
Tang Hao leaned in to take a look.
The child in his wife's arms had wrinkled skin and looked so ugly that anyone would think it wasn't their own flesh and blood.
What kind of child is that ugly!
However, as Tang Hao looked at the child, he quickly became incredibly excited, taking the baby and shouting with joy.
"Yes, very cute, too cute. Not only cute, but when this child grows up, he will surely be as beautiful as you."
"Hahahaha... I, Tang Hao, have a son! I, Tang Hao have a son..."
"You are my daddy, I am your son, got it? You are my daddy, I am your son..."
The Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin was directly amused.
"Brother Hao, what do you think we should name our child?"
Tang Hao had not read many books; he scratched his head and pondered for a long time before finally coming up with an idea.
"I want to give him a simple name. Let's call him Tang San, signifying that our family of three can live a simple, happy life together."
In his view, their current life was meant to be simple and happy, and he did not want to encounter the human pursuit of them on the continent again.
"Mm, Tang San, my son is called Tang San."
"His nickname will be Xiao San."
"Xiao San."
As he spoke, Tang Hao began to tease his son.
Yet, he failed to notice a peculiar look in his son's eyes.
Tang Hao held his son and sat beside the Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin: "It really was hard on you, letting you suffer along with me."
The Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin cupped Tang Hao's face with a look of happiness: "I said it before, I, Ah Yin, will not regret following you. No matter what happens, it is worth it, and I will not regret it."
In this world where love is supreme, love is naturally everything.
As the saying goes, those in love can live on water alone.
Tang Hao said with emotion: "Thank you, Ah Yin. With a woman like you, what more could a husband ask for?"
"From now on, we will go to a place where no one knows us, live under assumed names, and I will work hard at the forge to provide you with a good life."
"Mm, I believe in you, Brother Hao."
The Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin naturally believed this completely.
Just as they were envisioning a beautiful future, they suddenly sensed danger approaching.
"Someone else has caught up. Ah Yin, how is your recovery coming along?"
"What?"
Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin turned pale at these words. With various factions in hot pursuit, they were about to begin fleeing again. When would these days ever end?
"Ah Yin, take care of Tang San for now. I'm going out to deal with them!"
Tang Hao placed the infant Tang San into Ah Yin's arms, drew his large iron hammer, and walked outside.
He could clearly sense powerful individuals approaching from all directions; they were surrounded. His grip on the Clear Sky Hammer tightened involuntarily.
"Tang Hao, you are surrounded! Surrender now!"
"Tang Hao, give up! Qian Xunji is out here!"
"Tang Hao, your union with a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast is treasonous! You even birthed a beast. What crime do you think you've committed? Aren't you afraid of spawning a creature as terrifying as a Wolf Bandit?"
"Tang Hao, as a human, you have engaged in illicit relations with a soul beast. Such a violation of moral order is intolerable to heaven. As long as you kill that soul beast and the little beast inside, you can still turn back!"
Facing their relentless aggression, Tang Hao roared with overwhelming dominance: "When I, Tang Hao, act, what need is there for you to point fingers? Leave at once! Otherwise, don't blame me, Tang Hao, for being impolite!"
Tang Hao held nothing back, releasing his eight soul rings. The aura of a peak Soul Douluo soared into the sky, and the terrifying fluctuations of soul power forced the group of Soul Douluo experts to retreat several steps.
"Truly the once-in-a-century genius of the Clear Sky Sect, but today you shall surely fall here!"
"To die for a mere Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast—you are not worth the pity!"
"Attack together! Try not to clash with him head-on; wear him down slowly!"
Several figures charged toward Tang Hao, unleashing dozens of soul skills in his direction.
Tang Hao swung the Clear Sky Hammer with the force of a gale. No one could get close to him, and whenever he seized an opportunity, he would strike—eighty for a big hammer, forty for a small one—injuring several Soul Douluo.
For a time, they could not gain the slightest advantage over Tang Hao.
Tang Hao declared with domineering arrogance: "You bunch of scum, even if you brought a Titled Douluo here, it would be useless. I haven't even used my full strength yet!"
Just then, a golden feather drifted before his eyes, and a powerful, vast pressure swept over him.
High in the sky, a golden halo appeared, emitting a blinding light. The next moment, the halo gradually transformed into three pairs of golden wings, and the figure of a Six-Winged Angel appeared.
In the hands of the Angel Martial Soul was a human figure—a middle-aged man with a handsome, extraordinary appearance, dressed in golden ceremonial robes: the Pope of Martial Soul Hall, Qian Xunji.
The group of Soul Douluo and Titled Douluo knelt in salute.
"Your Holiness the Pope!"
Qian Xunji looked at Tang Hao, his voice cold and indifferent.
"The magnificent War Soul Hammer, the towering Clear Sky Sect—is it worth it for the successor of the world's number one sect to insist on acting against the heavens?"
"Acting against the heavens? Even if I, Tang Hao, defy the heavens and resist fate, it is still better than you, Qian Xunji, appointing yourself as heaven!" Tang Hao replied, neither humble nor pushy.
Qian Xunji released his nine soul rings: "With a mere eight soul rings, why seek your own destruction? Tang Hao, as long as you hand her over, Martial Soul Hall is willing to help you explain everything!"
"If you want to hurt her, you must first step over my corpse!"
"Stubborn and foolish!"