No Regrets in This Life!

Bai Yu closed his eyes and imagined how that bunch of shameless lurkers watching the screen might react. He could not help laughing aloud.

[Little Scoundrel himself was an heir of the Clear Sky Sect, with a Hundred-Thousand-Year Little Rabbit by his side. His teammates were equally astonishing.]

[The Third Prince of Star Luo, the second young lady of the Zhu Family, the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, plus two tagalongs—both geniuses with Innate Full Soul Power and ninth-rank Soul Power.]

[Fortune really makes no sense. A shabby village calling itself an academy actually managed to gather all these people together.]

The spectators peeking in could not help nodding as well. They silently agreed that it truly made no sense.

[According to the original plan of Douluo Star's muddled Will, Tang San's mother was a transformed Spirit Beast, he himself possessed half Spirit Beast blood, and his wife was also a transformed Spirit Beast.]

[Combined with seventy percent of Douluo Star's fortune converging upon him, his proper path should have been to find a way to unite humans and Spirit Beasts, break the God Realm's blockade, and elevate Douluo Star.]

[Unfortunately, the Will of Douluo Star had only just emerged and was far too immature. It failed to notice that Little Scoundrel's soul had already been replaced by the Asura God, turning him into an Outerworld Demonic God.]

[It was not until five years after Tang San became a god, when he wanted his father to replace the Will of Douluo Star, that the Will finally sensed that something was wrong.]

[It sought a way out and ultimately gathered the remaining thirty percent of fortune onto me, a still-active remnant of Spirit Hall. That was also the beginning of my nearly century-long entanglement with Tang San.]

Seeing this, the women watching all had their pupils tremble. Their minds were thrown into chaos, and they could scarcely believe it.

The Asura God, the Will of Douluo Star, the Child of Destiny—it all felt utterly unfamiliar to them, giving them the illusion that they did not understand this world at all.

[Though I could not kill Little Scoundrel for various reasons, I had planned to seriously injure him today. Unfortunately, Tang Hao was watching from the woods behind the village, so I could not strike too heavily.]

[Tsk. He clearly knows he is an Outerworld Demonic God, yet he still protects him. All because he awakened the Clear Sky Hammer. As expected, his love for the sect runs deep.]

[Speak of the Rat, and the Rat arrives! I'll go watch the show first!]

Question marks appeared over the heads of everyone watching the Dungeon. What show?

Bai Yu opened his eyes and looked toward the Back Mountain. Then his entire body seemed to merge with the wind, leaving no trace of his aura as he flashed out the door toward the Back Mountain.

Standing atop a tree, Bai Yu watched Tang Hao show off before Flender and Zhao Wuji, unable to resist writing in the Chronicle of Time.

[Tang Hao came over in the middle of the night just to show off, telling Flender and Zhao Wuji, "I am Tang San's backing, so you had better take good care of him!"]

[It really was different after awakening the Clear Sky Hammer. Before it awakened, it did not matter whether he lived or died. After it awakened—my good son!]

In a distant cave, Ah Yin repeatedly shook her blades of grass, wishing she could immediately transform and demand an explanation from Tang Hao.

"Then my son is in your care," Tang Hao said calmly to Flender and Zhao Wuji before turning and flying away.

Flender and Zhao Wuji both raised their hands in salute. "Please rest assured, Haotian Douluo. We will teach Tang San with utmost care."

Bai Yu watched them from the tree, then smacked his lips and drifted back along the way he had come.

[Having watched the show, let's continue with the Rat. Back then, he took Ah Yin out to fool around and attracted Spirit Hall's attention. That was an exceptionally stupid move.]

[Although he obtained a Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring, he and Pope Qian Xunji's group fought for three days and three nights. He clearly felt Tang San's aura weakening bit by bit in his arms, yet just as it was about to disappear, the aura changed and began rapidly growing stronger.]

[He understood then that the child had been replaced. Other than the Spirit Ring and Spirit Bone, he lost everything. First his father died, then his child was gone, and his wife regressed into a seed. The Rat was completely depressed.]

The readers following the story wore complicated expressions, muttering inwardly, What a miserable Rat!

Meanwhile, in Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong's dormitory, Xiao Wu's expression was like a pie chart. Disbelief mixed with fear, and she had never imagined she had been living under the watchful eye of a Titled Douluo all along.

"Xiao Wu, what is life as a Spirit Beast like?" Ning Rongrong asked suddenly, her expression strange as her eyes shifted.

Xiao Wu was still lost in thought and answered without even thinking. "It's like that. Other than eating, we fight and sleep..."

"What Spirit Beast? How would I know? What are you talking about?" Xiao Wu suddenly jolted, terror filling her eyes as she began babbling nonsense.

Ning Rongrong narrowed her eyes and laughed.

"Ha, you really do have the Chronicle of Time. I knew something was off about you during the day. So, are you really a Hundred-Thousand-Year Little Rabbit?"

"What Little Rabbit? What Chronicle of Time? I don't know what you're talking about!" Xiao Wu waved her hands wildly and denied everything.

Seeing the frightened Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong could not help comforting her.

"Don't panic. Since Tang Hao did not touch you, he must be saving you for Tang San. Tang San is only a Soul Grandmaster right now, so it's still far too early. Besides, I have the Chronicle of Time too, so I can't hurt you. You don't need to be afraid."

"At worst, you can come back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect with me later. I'll have Sword Grandpa and Bone Grandpa protect you. They listen to me the most!" Ning Rongrong promised, thumping her chest.

Xiao Wu sat on the bed with her head lowered, saying nothing. Her expression was dim as she wondered about something unknown.

[At first, the Rat still held onto a little hope. He never expected Little Scoundrel to be able to take care of himself at two, cook and support him in reverse at three, and even begin cultivating some Cultivation Methods he could not understand.]

[The Rat despaired and lived on alcohol from then on. As for whether Little Scoundrel lived or died? That was up to him.]

[Until the day of Martial Soul awakening. The Rat glanced at the Blue Silver Grass Tang San awakened and muttered, "Useless Martial Soul." But when Tang San brought out his second Martial Soul, the Clear Sky Hammer, he grabbed Tang San's hand and shouted, "My good son!"]

[So the hammer is true love, while Ah Yin was an accident! As long as he could return to the sect, it did not matter whether Tang San was truly Tang San.]

In the cave, Ah Yin no longer had the strength to wave her grass blades. Her entire plant drooped as though it were about to wither.

At Moonlight Pavilion in Heaven Dou City, Tang Yuehua leaned weakly against the headboard and muttered to herself, "Impossible. Second Brother would never be like this!"

As for everyone else, they began silently despising Tang Hao.

[From then on, the Rat became the ghost behind Little Scoundrel, practically serving as his personal bodyguard. This continued until the Soul Master Tournament, when Xiao Wu exposed her Spirit Beast aura. The Rat rescued the two of them at the cost of severe injuries.]

[Speaking of which, Xiao Wu, are you a rabbit or a tiger? How did you dare run to Spirit City?]

Ning Rongrong looked at Xiao Wu in amazement as if she did not recognize her, asking a question from the depths of her soul. "What were you thinking?"

Xiao Wu clutched her head, not knowing how to answer. She could only stubbornly insist, "I didn't!"

[Afterward, the Rat had Xiao Wu return to the Star Dou Great Forest to wait for Tang San. Once Tang San cultivated for a while, he took him to the Blue Silver Forest, awakened his bloodline, and evolved his Martial Soul into the Blue Silver Emperor.]

[As they say, he does not know the way when taking his wife home, but when it comes to taking his son to awaken, he finds the place every time. Once again, I feel it was not worth it for Ah Yin, who was planted in a cave and unable to see the light.]

All of Ah Yin's grass blades now lay flat on the ground. Her entire plant looked as though it had been pressed flat, sunk into self-imposed isolation and unable to think of any way to defend Tang Hao.

[Later, because his severe injuries could not be cured, the Rat severed one leg and one arm himself, completely gave up, and waited for Little Scoundrel to rise up and take him back to the Clear Sky Sect.]

[The Rat's later years were still quite happy. The Scum who rose up reconnected his severed limbs and returned to his beloved sect. Ah Yin was reborn as well, and the Rat had a wife again!]

[Hmm... Though the Rat died by my hand during my entanglement with Tang San, he could still shout loudly, "I, Rat! Have no regrets in this life!"]

[The Rat's record is complete. It's late. Time to rest. Sleep!]