Third Brother Is Actually Third Uncle

Hu Liena's face flushed red as she pouted in dissatisfaction. "Chrysanthemum Grandpa, what are you saying?"

Yue Guan waved his hand dismissively.

"Nothing, nothing at all. Su Chen, you mentioned you were going to find someone to fight; do you need Old Ghost and me to go and assist you?"

"What is the opponent's strength?"

Su Chen chuckled happily.

"That won't be necessary; it's just a standard sparring match that can't be avoided."

"As for the opponent?"

"It's that old rival of yours, the bottom-feeder among Titled Douluo—Dugu Bo."

"Hmm?"

Yue Guan and Gui Mei were both startled. Yue Guan's expression turned complex as he looked at Su Chen and said:

"You want to go fight Dugu Bo?"

"That old fellow is no simple matter. Although he is on the weaker side among Titled Douluo, his martial soul is the Jade Phosphorus Snake Emperor, and his poison is peerless in the world. Even I have to be careful when dealing with him."

Su Chen nodded slightly, his expression calm. "It's fine. I understand him quite well; he won't be a match for me."

"Besides, I have leverage over him!"

Yue Guan nodded with a smile.

"Good, good, good. If you manage to defeat him, make sure to tell me. I'll go and have a good laugh at his expense later."

Gui Mei glanced at Chrysanthemum Guan without saying a word, his eyes filled with slight disdain, thinking, If Su Chen can defeat Dugu Bo, it's not like you're any better.

Hu Liena pulled Su Chen close, concerned.

"Then you should rest a while longer today. We'll be at Heaven Dou City soon; I'll wake you up then."

As she spoke, Hu Liena gestured for Su Chen to lie on her lap to get some proper rest.

Eh?

Su Chen tilted his body and lay on Hu Liena's lap. Breathing in that maidenly fragrance, his mind began to wander, and his blood began to surge.

So soft, so comfortable.

Damn it!

How am I supposed to get any proper rest like this?

But.

If I get up, Hu Liena will definitely be unhappy. To keep her happy, I must obediently lie on her lap. Yes... that's right!

[Diary, recording the wonderful and blissful life of a transmigrator.]

[Today is truly an exciting day. We'll arrive at Heaven Dou City this afternoon, and I can go to Heaven Dou Academy to give Dugu Yan a beating. Yanzi, oh Yanzi, don't blame me! My heart aches for you too. (Reward: Wang Ye's Spring Outing Painting)]

[I originally intended to travel alone, but Hu Liena, that little succubus, insisted on coming with me. Looking at that beautiful, aggrieved little face, I really couldn't refuse.]

[Huh!]

[The theme of today's diary is actually... transmigrators?]

Su Chen paused significantly as he wrote this, his expression turning thoughtful as he roughly understood what was happening.

Hu Liena's delicate hand rested gently on Su Chen's cheek, her heart filled with anticipation. A transmigrator! That Dugu Yan really asked a good question. I suppose everyone is wondering about this now, right?

Sigh, what a pitiful Yanzi.

Hu Liena felt a pang of sympathy in her heart. To watch Su Chen approach step by step, knowing he's coming to beat her up—how frustrating that must be!

At the same time.

The women who saw the diary entries also began to grow excited.

Transmigrator.

They had all suffered from insomnia last night, filled with curiosity about the subject, and they hadn't expected Dugu Yan to actually ask about it today.

Well done, Yanzi.

Regarding the fact that Su Chen is going to beat you up today, we strongly condemn him.

The diary content continued to update:

[There is always someone better, and a sky beyond the sky.]

[Before writing about "transmigrators," we should first broaden our worldview—the Three Thousand Worlds.]

[The Three Thousand Worlds does not mean exactly three thousand worlds, but rather that beyond what human power can perceive, there exist countless worlds. Some are strong, some are weak, and Douluo Continent is merely one small world among the Three Thousand.]

[Therefore, transmigrators are those who have crossed over from other worlds. Some arrive in their physical bodies, while others arrive as souls.]

[Soul transmigration is further divided into: possessing the original owner, reviving in a corpse, or being reincarnated and awakening memories of a past life.]

[That Little Bastard I mentioned before, he is a transmigrator from a martial arts world. A twenty-nine-year-old outer sect disciple of the Tang Sect who loved hidden weapons, he jumped off a cliff after being pursued by Tang Sect elders for stealing the inner sect's secret manual, the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record.]

[Holy crap! Speaking of this, I have to start ranting again. Tang San was twenty-nine years old, yet he reached out his demonic claws toward Xiao Wu at Nuoding Academy. It's enough to make even a pervert like me feel that he's a pervert!]

[Wait a minute?]

[If you really calculate it, Tang San is actually the one losing out. Xiao Wu is a hundred-thousand-year-old Hooligan Rabbit; she's the old cow grazing on tender grass... It's really making a pervert like me more and more excited.]

Spirit Hall.

Bibi Dong's brows instantly knit together, and she couldn't help but sneer aloud.

"Heh!"

"What a coincidence!"

A hundred-thousand-year-old rabbit.

Bibi Dong naturally thought of that Soft Bone Rabbit who had slipped through the net. To think she was actually with Tang San—this was truly a case of enemies crossing paths on a narrow road!

Bibi Dong had already begun ordering Spirit Hall to launch an investigation.

Tang San was someone she was determined to kill.

As for this hundred-thousand-year-old Soft Bone Rabbit, Bibi Dong had already earmarked her as Hu Liena's third hundred-thousand-year spirit ring.

Just like that.

Holy Soul Village.

Xiao Wu was instantly startled, collapsing to the ground with a deathly pale complexion.

It's over, it's all over.

Brother San isn't actually Brother San, but Uncle San.

Thinking of this, Xiao Wu looked up at Tang San in the distance, who was busy forging hidden weapons, and found no reason in her heart to refute the diary's contents.

Uncle San really does love hidden weapons!

No, no, no.

What's worse is that bastard Su Chen, who actually exposed her identity as a hundred-thousand-year spirit beast.

Damn it!

This topic was only supposed to be about transmigrators; what does this have to do with Big Sister Xiao Wu!?

Xiao Wu gritted her teeth in hatred, clenching her fists and secretly swearing to herself that she would definitely make Su Chen pay when she saw him next!

However.

What left Xiao Wu at a loss was that they were scheduled to set off for Suotuo City tomorrow.

In the distance.

Tang San, who was forging, saw Xiao Wu sitting on the ground and hurried over, asking:

"Xiao Wu, what's wrong?"

Seeing Tang San reach out to help her up, Xiao Wu scrambled to her feet, unable to stop herself from taking half a step back, murmuring, "I'm fine, San... Xiao... Tang San."

She couldn't bring herself to call him Brother San, and "Little San" didn't feel right either.

She suddenly found herself unable to face him.

Tang San took it all in, feeling a pang of sadness in his heart.

Is that half-step back of yours for real? Such a small action, yet it hurts so much.

Tang San said with a serious expression:

"Xiao Wu, if you encounter any trouble, you must tell me."

"I promised you that anyone who wants to hurt you will have to step over my dead body. No matter what happens, I will always be your Brother San."

Xiao Wu nodded with a complex look in her eyes: "Mm, I know."

A dim cave.

At this moment, the Blue Silver Grass wilted.

Ah Yin was also devastated; her child, Tang San, wasn't actually her child, but someone from another world?

Heavens!

How could it be like this?

In the darkness.

Ah Yin collapsed to the ground, and in that moment, she seemed to lose her will to live, her Blue Silver Grass body wilting away.

She was in despair; she had already sacrificed herself, so how could she still have failed to protect her child?

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