Is My Drunk Dad a Titled Douluo?

"Teacher Wulin, I believe you."

"Please help me find some herbs that can conceal my aura. I have no choice but to remain in the human world."

Xiao Wu lowered her head, her eyes rimmed red. She knew Tang Wulin truly wanted what was best for her. Since coming to the human world, this was the first time she had felt such sincere kindness.

Thinking of this, Xiao Wu's bloodline-born stirrings and affection toward Tang Wulin grew even deeper.

"All right. I'll help you find herbs that can conceal your aura, so stay at Notting Academy for the time being."

Xiao Wu had transformed into human form and come to the human world partly to take revenge and partly to grow stronger.

A soul beast in human form needed to cultivate in a crowded place to progress quickly. If she really returned to the Star Dou Great Forest just like this, her cultivation speed would be reduced by at least half.

"Teacher Wulin, thank you."

"If anything happens in the future and you need my help, I, Sister Xiao Wu, will be the first to back you up!"

Xiao Wu patted her flat chest, her young face filled with seriousness.

Looking at Tang Wulin, Xiao Wu's eyes were filled with genuine gratitude.

Sister Xiao Wu wasn't just saying it. She always repaid kindness, especially when this kindness came from Tang Wulin, who stirred something in her bloodline.

But how should she repay him? Xiao Wu put her intelligence to work, planning to come up with an earth-shattering idea.

What did human men like?

Pretty girls?

Should she help Wulin find several pretty girls?

At that thought, Xiao Wu hurriedly shook her head. Her Wulin had handsome features, the bearing of a dragon and phoenix, and a Soul Power far beyond that of his peers. He was so outstanding that ordinary women couldn't possibly be worthy of him. If she was going to help, she had to find only the very best.

At the very least, no one in this little Notting City could possibly be worthy of Wulin.

Tang Wulin glanced at Xiao Wu, suddenly feeling that this little rabbit was thinking about something related to him.

He had no idea whether it was good or bad. Still, he had just helped this little rabbit, so she probably wouldn't repay his kindness with malice, right?

Tang Wulin felt that she probably wouldn't.

Before long, Tang San finished packing his things and came outside the room.

"Xiao San, let's go. Xiao Wu has decided to stay at Notting Academy for now, so she won't be leaving with us this time."

Tang San glanced at Xiao Wu in surprise. Though startled, he didn't think much of it and simply nodded.

In his eyes, Xiao Wu was nothing more than an ordinary friend.

It was normal that Xiao Wu didn't dare accompany their teacher on such a dangerous trip to hunt for his sixth Soul Ring.

Hmph. She doesn't even dare accompany Teacher to hunt a Soul Ring, yet she still dared compete with me for Teacher's attention over the past two months.

Xiao Wu... she's nothing worth mentioning!

Tang San let out a cold laugh and glanced at Xiao Wu smugly before following behind Tang Wulin and leaving Notting Academy.

Xiao Wu stood at the entrance of Dorm Seven, directly provoked by the look Tang San had just given her.

That naturally Evil Tang San actually dares look down on Sister Xiao Wu. If I weren't afraid of exposing my identity and unable to leave Notting City, I'd really love to let him experience what an Explosive Eight-Stage Throw is!

After leaving Notting City, Tang Wulin did not take Tang San directly toward the Star Dou Great Forest.

Instead, he changed direction and headed toward a place that resonated with his bloodline.

That bloodline resonance had never been an excuse Tang Wulin used to deceive Tang San.

As someone possessing the Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul, he could sense a faint call from far away.

The resonance between two Blue Silver Emperors could not be faked. Following that aura, he could completely pinpoint the location of Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin.

Under Tang Wulin's guidance, the two soon arrived at Holy Soul Village.

"Teacher, this is the village where I lived from childhood."

"Did you come here for something?"

"Forget it. Let's go home together first. I wonder how my father is doing now."

Tang San was somewhat curious. Hadn't his teacher said that after breaking through Rank 60, he was going to obtain a Soul Ring?

Why had he suddenly come to the village where Tang San had lived all his life?

Could it be that he planned to let Tang San say goodbye to his father? That made sense. Since he was leaving Notting City with his teacher, he should indeed say goodbye to his drunkard father.

Although that drunkard father had never given him the slightest bit of paternal love, he was still his biological father.

Even if Tang San was deeply dissatisfied, he still had to tell him where he was going and fulfill his filial duty.

"Xiao San, there's no need to go home. Your father has already left."

"Your Clear Sky Hammer was inherited from your father, and your father is none other than the Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao, who shook the continent six years ago."

"I brought you here this time so you could meet your mother, and so your bloodline could be further enhanced."

Tang Wulin glanced at Holy Soul Village. It was just a rather ordinary little village, no different from any other. The only unique feature was the stone pillar at the village entrance. It bore a sunken handprint, said to have been left a hundred years ago by a Soul Saint who had emerged from Holy Soul Village.

"Teacher, are you saying that my drunkard father is the legendary Titled Douluo?"

Tang San looked at Tang Wulin, completely unable to accept it for a moment.

His drunkard old man, who had taken care of him for six years yet never once treated him kindly, was actually a Titled Douluo?

How was that possible? How could a mighty Titled Douluo have reduced himself to this state?

If Grandpa Jack hadn't often helped him when he was little, he would probably have starved to death long ago.

Thinking about the circumstances he had endured all these years, Tang San felt like crying.

There had been barely half a pot of thin porridge. He would eat one bowl, and Tang Hao would eat all the rest.

Tang San could accept that his father was a drunkard and a worthless man, but he could not accept that his father clearly had the ability to change everything and yet had done absolutely nothing.

For a moment, Tang San even began to wonder whether his drunkard father had ever felt even the slightest bit of paternal love for him.

As for Tang Hao hugging him after he awakened his Martial Souls—

Tang San had been an adult before transmigrating and possessed the ability to think independently.

He could be certain that the reason Tang Hao had embraced him was because he possessed Twin Martial Souls, not because he was Tang San as a person.

"However, your father is a Titled Douluo, and your Clear Sky Hammer was inherited from him."

"I shouldn't say too much about the matter between you and him. However, I brought you here this time so you could meet your mother, the previous Blue Silver Emperor."

Tang Wulin had not deliberately spoken ill of Tang Hao. Everything he had said was simply the truth.

As for what would happen between Tang San and Tang Hao afterward, that was a matter between father and son.

As for his own goal, there was probably only one: to further enhance Tang San's bloodline.

"Mother? Teacher, are you saying that my mother is in Holy Soul Village?"

Tang San had never seen his mother since childhood, and he had assumed that she had died long ago.

But he had never expected that his teacher would say he was going to take him to meet his mother.

For a moment, Tang San truly did not know whether he should feel happy or feel sad for that drunkard old man who had never shown him the slightest bit of paternal love.