Tang San a Guest in the Human Emperor Banner

Tang San quickly fled back to Nuoding Academy and secretly treated his wounds.

He was too embarrassed to speak of the night's events; he could hardly admit that he had gone to steal something only to be countered and nearly killed.

Xiao Wu happened to open the door and, seeing the blood-stained gauze on the floor, asked with concern:

"Brother San, where did this blood come from? How did you get hurt?"

This caught Tang San off guard. Not knowing how to answer, he blurted out a flimsy excuse:

"Well, you know, men have those few days every month too. Don't worry about it."

This left Xiao Wu completely stunned.

Do men have those days too? Oh, she really didn't know; perhaps it was true.

Before the Live Broadcast Room, countless viewers burst into laughter.

"Hahaha... men have those days too? Tang San is truly hilarious."

"Maybe Tang San isn't a man at all. Maybe he's a woman pretending to be a man."

Facing the ridicule of the masses, Tang San felt deeply ashamed and covered his face.

He cursed at his other self:

"Damn it, that bastard! To say such a thing about himself—he's an absolute idiot. How is he even worthy of the name Tang San?"

Nearby, the girls of Shrek Academy shyly covered their faces; this Tang San really knew how to talk.

Liu Erlong couldn't help but sigh:

"This Little San... sigh, I truly don't know what to say anymore."

Beside her, the Soul Saint Brothers laughed once again.

"Xiaogang, could it be that your disciple is actually a girl?"

Yu Xiaogang indicated he had no idea and firmly refused to answer the question.

[After his failed theft, Tang San shifted his strategy and headed to that blacksmith shop, hoping to obtain the blueprints.]

[Unfortunately, when Ye Tianyun crafted them, he did so in separate parts, and the Battle Armor was forged in his own private workshop. Tang San was destined to be disappointed.]

[The Live Broadcast Room concludes here for today. Tomorrow, we will broadcast the next phase: Ye Tianyun and Tang San choosing their respective academies.]

The Live Broadcast Room snapped shut.

In the Parallel Timeline.

Ye Tianyun stared at the Live Broadcast Room, tapped his fingers on the table, and fell into deep thought.

His strength was not yet sufficient. Although he had reached the Dou Di realm, there were still many realms beyond it.

"Everyone, you must cultivate diligently. When the two worlds eventually connect, I want you to conquer the other world for me."

As soon as these words were spoken, the Asura God was the first to declare his stance:

"I am willing to serve as the vanguard. I will offer my humble service to the Heavenly Emperor and strike down the Asura God of the other world."

The God of Destruction was not to be outdone:

"I am also willing to serve Your Majesty the Heavenly Emperor and slay the Tang San of the other world."

"Good. With generals like you, I am much more at ease."

Ye Tianyun was truly at ease.

The five God Kings of the real world, along with the other protagonists besides Tang San, were quite obedient.

They were far more obedient than Tang San.

Thinking of this, Ye Tianyun took out the Human Emperor Banner, which he had already refined into an Extreme Dao Imperial Weapon, and released the Tang San trapped inside.

Tang San was still clawing and snarling.

"Ye Tianyun, even as a ghost, I won't let you go! You just wait!"

"Sigh, you really are disobedient."

Ye Tianyun gave the Human Emperor Banner a shake, and countless souls swarmed out from within, instantly engulfing Tang San.

They dragged Tang San back into the banner, followed by inhumane torture; there were even many zeros inside that Ye Tianyun had specifically collected.

In the Main Timeline.

Seeing the Live Broadcast Room close, Tang San gritted his teeth in hatred:

"Detestable! It's all the fault of this Live Broadcast Room for ruining my reputation. And that other Tang San—he is nothing but a piece of trash."

He hated that pathetic loser; it was a total embarrassment.

Seeing Tang San's distress, Xiao Wu naturally took the initiative to encourage him:

"Brother San, don't take it to heart. At the very least, you are far superior to the Tang San of that other timeline. The Ye Tianyun of this world is likely already dead."

Upon hearing this, Tang San felt it made perfect sense.

He had lost in the first world, but he had won in this one; didn't that just mean they were tied?

"The match will now continue."

The referee shouted, and Tang San and Feng Xiaotian both snapped back to reality, remembering they still had a match to finish.

They had completely forgotten about it just moments ago.

"Then let's resume the match."

Tang San looked toward Feng Xiaotian and his group, a biting, icy glint flashing in his eyes.

Having been bullied so thoroughly by the Live Broadcast Room, he was currently burning with rage and needed to vent; these people were the perfect outlet.

Feng Xiaotian: "..."

Are you kidding me? Is Tang San brain-dead? He gets bullied by the Live Broadcast Room, so he comes to cause trouble for us? How shameless.

The match ended quickly, and Shrek Academy secured the victory, just as in the original story.

That night, at Martial Soul Hall.

Bibi Dong leaned back in her chair, her expression somewhat languid, yet her eyes remained sharp and piercing.

"How is the investigation going? Have you found any definite traces of Ye Tianyun or Tang San?"

It wasn't just Martial Soul Hall; every major sect was currently investigating Ye Tianyun and Tang San.

One was a transmigrator from another world, possessing the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record and serving as the protagonist of the Douluo Continent.

The other was a peerless genius who had created an entirely new cultivation system, Soul Tools, and methods to increase soul ring age limits, even defeating the protagonist Tang San—he was a true darling of the heavens.

Martial Soul Hall was in desperate need of such talent.

Chrysanthemum Douluo bowed to report:

"Reporting to Your Majesty the Pope, Ghost Douluo has already personally headed to Nuoding City to search for Ye Tianyun and, incidentally, track down Tang San."

Bibi Dong nodded in satisfaction, but then recalled something and instructed with a grave expression:

"You must investigate this Tang San thoroughly. There is a high probability he is from the Clear Sky Sect—Tang Hao's son."

Tang San was the one she was most concerned about; if he truly was Tang Hao's son, then he was an enemy of their Martial Soul Hall.

If Tang San were to become a god in the future, there was no telling if he would target Martial Soul Hall, so he had to be dealt with in advance to ensure no future troubles remained.

"Yes, Your Majesty the Pope."

Meanwhile, at Shrek Academy, a victory banquet was being held for the evening.

Yu Xiaogang raised his glass, unable to hide the excitement on his face:

"Everyone, let us celebrate your victory, and even more so, celebrate that Tang San is the future protagonist of the Douluo Continent."

Celebrating Tang San was the real goal; the victory was merely incidental. Tang San was the protagonist, after all, and his disciple was the protagonist.

Although Tang San looked down on everyone equally, including him, Yu Xiaogang chose to ignore it entirely.

"That's right, Little San, let's celebrate you being the protagonist."

Dai Mubai also stood up, raising his glass high.

Even though Tang San had said that anyone without innate full soul power was trash, he chose to ignore that as well.

Regardless, after the celebration, he would return to his room to practice the Mysterious Heaven Skill; he refused to believe he would lose to Tang San.

"Many thanks."

Tang San offered his thanks, but he felt quite bitter inside. When he had just returned, he found a large group of people in the academy practicing the Mysterious Heaven Skill, and he had no way to stop them.

After all, he could stop one or two, but he couldn't stop the whole world—he didn't have that kind of ability yet.

"Alright, let's drink a little less tonight. After all, there is still a match tomorrow, and our Shrek Academy will surely win the championship."

Once the banquet concluded, the Shrek Seven Devils returned to their respective rooms, but instead of resting, they seized the time to practice the Mysterious Heaven Skill.

They were simply too desperate to improve.