"Damn you, God of Destruction." The little soul inside the glowing orb was so furious his eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets.
He was the Sea God's divine soul, stripped from Tang Wulin's body by the God of Destruction, along with the Golden Dragon King Divine Core.
Drawn by the commotion of the Sea God unleashing divine power, he had drifted here.
After cursing, the Sea God's divine soul began observing and analyzing the situation.
At last, he realized...
"Truly, heaven is helping me! I never thought I'd get another chance like this!" Tang San's divine soul laughed excitedly.
Because he belonged to a future era, his original self's influence over him had completely vanished.
In other words, this wisp of divine soul was now an independent consciousness. He was no longer that damned Sea God's split soul.
That meant he could build up his own power.
Then, in an entirely new form, he could live in this world once more!
"To some extent, that vile little man, the God of Destruction, who deserves to die, actually helped me. I really should thank you." Tang San began plotting with a sinister smile.
At this point in time, Douluo Continent had a child of destiny: his good son-in-law, Huo Yuhao.
He could approach Huo Yuhao through his dear daughter below, then merge with Huo Yuhao along with his Divine Core.
That way, the top-tier Body Martial Soul, the Ice Jade Scorpion's Ultimate Ice Martial Soul, the legacy of necromancy, and even that peerless talent for Soul Tools would all be his.
He had been fretting over his humble origins and searching for a chance to rebuild himself and live a second life. Now, it had all fallen into his lap without him lifting a finger.
Compared with an uncertain reincarnation, it was far more convenient to merge his memories with his "good son-in-law," who was still weak.
By then, even Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King Di Tian and that Silver Dragon could become his Soul Rings.
When that day came, he would return to the Divine Realm invincible!
As for the lack of a godhood, which meant he couldn't produce divine power or stand against his current self in the Divine Realm—that was no cause for concern.
After defeating the Angel God and Rakshasa God back then, how could he not have made plans for their godhoods?
Though the Angel God's godhood had inexplicably vanished for some unknown reason halfway through, he had still left the Rakshasa Godhood's legacy on Douluo Continent!
At that thought, Tang San suddenly ground his teeth.
"Sea God, you despicable wretch. You actually stole my Xiao Wu from me. You truly deserve to die!" The furious words seemed to squeeze through Tang San's clenched teeth.
Though they were technically the same person—and he could even be considered a split soul—it did nothing to lessen Tang San's fury toward his present-day self. Xiao Wu had always been meant to be his.
No matter how furious he was, for now he was only a divine soul.
His most urgent task was to use the cover of the Sea God's Light to enter Wang Dong'er's body.
"Just you wait. I'll take back everything I lost. Xiao Wu, wait for me."
The little glowing orb slipped into the Sea God's Light and drifted downward, sinking into the space between Wang Dong'er's brows.
Although he had wasted two layers of the Golden Dragon King's seal, meaning he would have to keep Wang Dong'er from dying under the Golden Dragon King's power until the right moment, Tang San still had a firm grip on most of the Golden Dragon King's bloodline power.
Tang San had no idea how powerful he would become in this life.
If he didn't have the advantage of becoming a god first, Huo Yuhao would have been more than a little stronger than he had been at the same age.
On the lawn of the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect.
The new generation who usually trained here—Lin Yuan, Ning Tian, and Nan Shuishui—had grown to a group of six.
Wu Feng went without saying. After her Red Dragon Martial Soul awakened, she had joined the three of them in training.
The other three were Long Aotian, who was three years older than them, and his fiancée, Wei Na, along with Du Busi, who was playing chess with Cao Xin beneath the trees.
Half a year earlier, Lin Yuan had told Ning Zhiyuan that he wanted to become Du Busi's disciple and join the Body Sect.
Ning Zhiyuan had immediately used his connections to contact Du Busi.
In the end, Lin Yuan knelt outside the mountain gate for three days to prove his resolve and demonstrate his complete Martial Soul (most importantly).
Du Busi then accepted him as his disciple and began wholeheartedly teaching him body-tempering methods and various combat techniques.
Ning Zhiyuan had agreed because he clearly saw the benefits.
When Wei Na's Martial Soul awakened, the imperial family of the Heaven Dou Empire had sent her to the Body Sect. From then on, the Heavenly Soul Royal Family and the Body Sect had been in contact.
Lin Yuan's apprenticeship under Du Busi not only increased his potential, but also brought the three major powers together to a certain extent.
Thus, the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect, the Heavenly Soul Royal Family, and the Body Sect became secret allies.
They had formed a stable triangle of money, authority, and strength within the Heaven Dou Empire.
Together, the three powers were already strong enough to stand on equal footing with Shrek Academy.
Tap—
Du Busi placed a piece on the chessboard, but his attention was entirely on the children nearby.
"The waves behind push the waves ahead, indeed." Du Busi couldn't help sighing.
Every one of these children had exceptional talent, and every one of them worked harder than the last.
They even made his own disciple, Long Aotian, and Wei Na, the direct disciple of another Super Douluo elder, look terribly lazy by comparison.
Lin Yuan was like a gear that never stopped turning: sword practice in the morning, body training in the afternoon, and meditation at night.
Compared with his daily routine, working nine to nine, six days a week, would have been a relaxing vacation.
His only leisure in the past six months had been taking an hour-long nap every day and beating up the weaker Wu Feng and Nan Qiuqiu during sparring practice.
Ning Tian went without saying. She was the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect's best hope in a thousand years of reaching the Eighth Treasure Realm.
She studied Soul Tools in the morning, then trained her Soul Power tirelessly from the afternoon until the next morning.
Even then, she still made time to study the miscellaneous subjects essential for an heir to the sect, such as etiquette and business.
Nan Qiuqiu simply wanted revenge on Lin Yuan. Every time they sparred, he gave her the faint illusion that she had almost beaten him.
She had set herself against Lin Yuan, growing more courageous with every fight without showing the slightest sign of backing down.
Of the four children, Wu Feng was the only one Du Busi couldn't understand.
Like Nan Qiuqiu, she trained with the goal of defeating Lin Yuan.
She worked exceptionally hard, almost as hard as Lin Yuan.
Du Busi could chalk Lin Yuan's efforts up to a genius's self-discipline, but Wu Feng kept huffing away at her training while shouting that she was doing it for Ning Tian.
It made Du Busi think that she and Ning Tian had a bad relationship. All in all, he was utterly baffled and had no idea what the girl was thinking.
"Indeed. Senior Du, what do you think these young ones will achieve in the future?" Cao Xin kept his eyes on the chessboard.
Though he looked older than Du Busi, Cao Xin was actually twenty or thirty years younger.
Du Busi shook his head and turned his gaze back to the chessboard. "They're all fine young people. We shouldn't use the older generation's standards to judge what they'll achieve."
"But I really wish they all had Body Martial Souls. Then how could the Body Sect ever fail to flourish?" Du Busi said with deep regret.