Tang San's face turned red in an instant.
He unleashed the Tang Sect's bloodline right there and then, its ultimate secret art.
Eyes sharp as lightning, face red as a ripe tomato, defenses broken, jumping mad with rage!
Sea God Armor, assemble!
"What did you say? You want to become a Saintess for the people who killed your grandmother and mother?"
If the little girl standing before him hadn't been his own daughter, Tang San would have wanted to slap her to death.
"Hmph, Daddy's a liar!"
"Grandma's clearly still alive, and Sister Angel and Sister Dong are so kind. How could they have killed Mommy and Grandma?"
"Did you think I was stupid? I'm super smart!"
A little girl with blue twin tails and delicate, doll-like features stood with her arms crossed, chin held high. Her expression said she had already seen through his scheme.
Tang San gritted his teeth. His final words came out almost as a roar. "Yes! You're smart. You're the smartest! You're a real genius!"
Tang Wutong still didn't seem to realize how serious things were. Thinking Tang San was praising her, she bashfully covered her face. "Hee-hee, that's right! I'm a real genius!"
Tang San was so furious he nearly fainted.
He was the dignified Sea God Tang San, a man of sterling reputation throughout his life. How had he ended up with such a foolish, rebellious daughter?
She had a perfectly good Sea God Godhood to inherit, yet she spent all day clamoring to become the Angel God.
And that bastard Qian Renxue—who knew what kind of love potion she'd poured into his rebellious daughter?
How despicable.
"Fine. So you're a genius, huh?"
"Today, I'm going to teach you this little genius a proper lesson!"
Tang San finally couldn't hold back. He extended his right hand, and Blue Silver Grass wound around his palm, turning into a vine whip. He was about to treat Tang Wutong to a serving of meat stir-fried with vine.
"Ow! What are you doing?"
Xiao Wu hurried over and grabbed Tang San. "Third Brother, she's still a child!"
Seeing Xiao Wu defend her, Tang San grew even more furious. "A child? Just look at her. What about her looks like a child?"
"Why are you arguing with a little kid?"
"She's still little? In two days, she'll be awakening her Martial Soul. How is that little?"
Xiao Wu cried and whined, "But, Third Brother, she's still a child!"
"Child, child! Everything's a child to you! Aaaaaah!"
Tang San regretted that he'd ever been greedy for those three seconds. He should've built a snake wall back then!
Tang Wutong hid behind Xiao Wu, frightened. In a timid voice, she asked, "Mommy, has Daddy gone mad? He's so scary."
Hearing that, Tang San completely broke down.
He was tired. He wanted to destroy everything.
Back then, he'd come this close to inheriting the Asura Godhood, and this close to wiping out Spirit Hall.
This close to killing Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong.
This close to making the Tang Sect great again.
And in the end, it had all been ruined by that cup of wine from Asura God.
Asura God, you've done every evil under the sun. You deserve to die!
Asura God, you've earned yourself a death sentence!
Wait, didn't Asura God have a son?
A sudden flash of inspiration struck Tang San. Since his rebellious daughter was no help, why not raise a son-in-law instead?
Though he'd never met Chen Doudou, the boy was the son of Asura God and Rakshasa God.
The offspring of a God King and a First-Level God!
From ancient times to the present, that was the most exalted bloodline in the Divine Realm.
How could his talent possibly be poor?
As for whether his daughter was good enough for him... probably, maybe, it'd be fine, right?
Thinking this, Tang San glanced at Tang Wutong beside him. She was nibbling on a carrot, looking completely carefree, and he fell into deep thought.
Maybe he shouldn't take her out and embarrass himself after all?
Would Chen Doudou really be interested in someone like her?
What kind of Divine Realm joke was that?
No, but what if?
What if the boy just happened to be blind and fell for his own Xiao Qi?
Tang San took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with determination.
Man proposed; Heaven disposed.
But if he didn't make a plan, he wouldn't even have that one-in-ten-thousand chance.
Besides, he'd coveted Douluo Continent for ages. The Plane Embryo was his for the taking!
As long as he could get Chen Doudou's support, he'd dare absorb the Plane Embryo. By then, his Sea God Godhood might even advance another step and break through to become a God King!
So Tang San crouched down, forced a smile, and patiently asked, "Wutong, what do you think of your big brother Doudou?"
Tang Wutong, innocent and guileless, naturally couldn't imagine all the twists and turns behind the question. Thinking her father wasn't angry with her anymore, she excitedly shared:
"Daddy, Big Brother Doudou is so handsome, and he's really amazing! Yesterday, I competed with him to see who could pee farther, and he almost peed over his own head!"
Tang San turned to stone. "..."
Chen Doudou, you've earned yourself a death sentence!
"Xiao Wu, don't hold me back! Let go! I'm going to challenge Asura to a duel!"
"Ow, forget it, forget it. It's no use. You can't beat him!"
Angel Temple.
"Pfft—hahahaha! Xue'er, come on, tell me how you pulled that off!"
"I'm dying! The Sea God's daughter actually said she wanted to come to our Spirit Hall and become a Saintess."
Bibi Dong, once the Spirit Hall Pope, coldly beautiful and peerlessly elegant, was now doubled over on the sofa, laughing without a shred of decorum.
Angel God, now known as Qian Renxue, took a leisurely sip of tea. "I didn't do anything. I just showed her Tang San's Martial Soul with the Image Projection Mirror, then showed her the Angel Martial Soul."
"Then the little girl insisted on becoming a Saintess."
At that, Bibi Dong instantly sat upright. Even though the sudden movement caused her ample cleavage to spill into view, nothing could stop her. "Wait, you gave it to her?"
Qian Renxue blinked. "Gave her what?"
"The Angel Martial Soul. Don't tell me you really gave it to her?"
"She wanted it."
"You gave it to her?"
"She insisted."
"I'm asking you, did you actually give it to her or not?"
"I told you, she insisted!"
"She insisted, so you gave it to her?!"
"No! Why would I give our enemy the Angel Martial Soul?"
"Good."
Bibi Dong patted her chest and sighed in relief. She'd nearly had a heart attack.
Otherwise, having a Tang family member with six wings in the family would've really made her uncomfortable.
Bibi Dong stretched lazily, her perfectly proportioned curves on full display, the enticing swell of her chest stirring the heart.
She yawned and asked, "Come to think of it, why hasn't that boy Doudou been coming here lately?"
Ever since one of her Rakshasa Godhoods had been urgently withdrawn back then, Bibi Dong had been bored out of her mind in the Divine Realm.
She had her former superior, Rakshasa God, to thank for having a precious son who dropped by every so often.
That was what eased her loneliness.
At first, Bibi Dong had found him quite annoying. But as time went by, she poured all the motherly love she'd missed out on giving Xue'er into Chen Doudou.
Qian Renxue thought of the latest gossip in the Divine Realm and laughed so hard she shook. "I heard that boy was clamoring to become King of Kindness yesterday, and his parents gave him a good, old-fashioned double-team beating."
"Pfft! That's so like Doudou."
Bibi Dong laughed without restraint, too. After a while, she looked around, failed to spot a familiar face, and couldn't help asking, "By the way, where did Nana go?"
Qian Renxue lowered her voice. "She's probably thinking about her brother again."
"Ah, Xie Yue..." Bibi Dong sighed.
Back then, one of Bibi Dong's Godhoods had been urgently withdrawn by Rakshasa God, so she ultimately failed to break through level one hundred.
She and Hu Liena had been able to ascend to the Divine Realm only thanks to Qian Renxue.
Unfortunately, a First-Level God could bring only two people with them to the Divine Realm.
And Xie Yue had naturally been left in the lower realm, where he'd turned to a cup of yellow earth.
"By the way, Mom, Doudou will awaken his Martial Soul in a few days. Asura God just sent me an invitation. Do you want to go watch?"
Bibi Dong agreed without a second thought. "Of course! Let's bring Nana, too. Doudou will definitely inherit the Asura Godhood one day. Maybe he'll be able to resurrect Xie Yue then."
Hearing that, Qian Renxue puffed out her cheeks.
She knew how much affection her mother had for Doudou, but she'd be lying if she said she wasn't jealous.
However, Bibi Dong had an exceptionally sharp eye. A sly look entered her eyes as she cupped Qian Renxue's face. "Xue'er, why are you sulking? Don't tell me you're jealous of Doudou?"
"Of course not! Why would I be jealous of some little brat?"
Qian Renxue turned her head away, embarrassed and indignant.
Bibi Dong's lips curled into a smile. She pinched Qian Renxue's tender cheek and teased, "Really? I saw it just now. Someone's cheeks were puffed up like a little bun."
"Mom! If you keep this up, I'm not talking to you anymore!"
Qian Renxue shouted, turned away, and ground her teeth in a huff.
Damn Chen Doudou.
The grudge of stealing her mother was irreconcilable!
She'd never even dreamed of drinking her mother's milk, but Chen Doudou had actually drunk it.
She was going to curse Chen Doudou so he wouldn't awaken a good Martial Soul—better yet, a Mutated Martial Soul with the opposite attributes...
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