The Beast Clan Lord's Perception! Tang Hao's Premonition

"By the way, Young Master, you've just awakened your martial soul. How about my sister and I accompany you in your cultivation...?"

At that moment, seated beside Jiang Yan, Qian Renxue seemed to think of something and made the suggestion.

"Of course."

Jiang Yan found it difficult to refuse those words, his eyes lighting up.

Cultivation!

That was what every soul master ought to do most.

Even though his cultivation was currently stuck at a bottleneck, the cultivation he accumulated would not actually vanish. It would instead be stored within his body and returned to him all at once after he broke through.

There was no need for any beginner techniques, but with two god-level beings willing to stand guard for him, it naturally could not be better.

"Then I'll trouble you two."

"Young Master is too courteous."

"..."

In the living room, Jiang Luochuan's smile had not faded once. Though already advanced in years, his face was filled with radiant joy today, as though he had been granted a second spring in life.

Naturally, the old man knew nothing of Jiang Yan's tremendous gains. After contacting an old comrade-in-arms, he called his nephew.

"Uncle, you aren't joking, are you?"

"Little Yan has innate full soul power, something East Sea and Aolai City haven't seen in a hundred years?"

A stunned middle-aged man's voice came from the other end of the call, his disbelief impossible to conceal.

"Ah, Lingli, it's not that common."

"Innate full soul power isn't the pinnacle. My Yan will definitely reach the Limit in the future. His martial soul is a true Dragon King-class martial soul, the dragon type with the highest standing I've ever seen..."

"In any case, these old bones of mine aren't as strong as you, and I'm not fast either. Make a trip to Shrek City, report this information, and find Yan the most suitable soul spirit while you're there."

Jiang Luochuan spoke calmly, smiling.

"Uncle, you're giving me this opportunity? Your injuries clearly need resources more..."

On the other end of the call, Jiang Lingli could not help saying. If things were truly as his uncle described, reporting such talent to headquarters would certainly bring enormous rewards.

Compared to him, a mere Titled Douluo, his uncle was the one who needed such an opportunity more. His cultivation had been stuck for a full forty years.

"Enough nonsense. Just go."

"Oh, Tian Xiaowu will return from the legion in a couple of days. You haven't seen him in a long time either. Come over and get together then. That's all. I'm going to see how Yan's cultivation is going."

Jiang Luochuan spoke sternly. After saying that, he ended the call and headed toward Jiang Yan's room.

"I wonder how Yan's cultivation is going. I already taught him the essentials of meditation, so there shouldn't be any problem..."

Arriving outside Jiang Yan's room, he was just about to knock when he realized the door was not fully shut. He pushed it open at once, and inside...

"Huh?"

"This is..."

Jiang Luochuan's eyes widened. Following his gaze, the sight before him was one he would never forget for the rest of his life.

Nine-colored radiance flickered around Jiang Yan, its powerful energy making even him turn solemn.

Anyone knowledgeable could recognize it at a glance.

This was absolutely not something that could be achieved through talent alone. It was deep meditation, something requiring talent, luck, and opportunity alike!

Yan's first meditation had already entered the realm of deep meditation, something ordinary people might never reach in their entire lives?

"..."

For a moment, Jiang Luochuan took a deep breath. He took out his communicator again, snapped a photo, and called his nephew.

"Lingli, since East Sea is so close to Aolai, you should come over after all."

"Your little nephew... has entered deep meditation!"

"..."

Half an hour later.

With his mecha, Jiang Lingli sped to Aolai City at top speed.

After following the old man to Jiang Yan's bedroom and looking at Jiang Yan cultivating, he could not help swallowing.

"Uncle, words are pointless."

"Just wait properly in Aolai. Your nephew... is heading to headquarters right now!"

Jiang Lingli came back to his senses and spoke in a grave tone.

There was not the slightest desire for achievement in his eyes. There was only the excitement of discovering a peerless genius.

My nephew Yan has the potential to become a god!

"..."

Outside the window, Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue exchanged a smile. After the others left, they too returned to the room. Looking at the little fellow before them, their eyes held profound meaning.

Of course, they could not possibly do nothing.

While their young master cultivated, they had long since used divine power as a foundation to offer their most fervent blessings.

On the path of cultivation, they would naturally help him.

"Douluo Continent actually no longer has a divine realm. Even the power of a first-class god can't be fully exerted. This era truly is... unusual."

While standing guard over Jiang Yan, Bibi Dong closed her eyes to rest. Her spiritual power had already silently begun probing this world.

"The chance to become a god is nothing like it was for us back then. Xue'er, do you think Young Master can still accomplish it?"

"Eh? Sister Dong, don't underestimate Young Master. Even without the two of us, he'll still be fine."

Qian Renxue smiled and replied casually.

"As for the strongest person on Douluo Continent right now."

"Don't you find him familiar?"

Her gaze involuntarily swept into the distance. A trace of killing intent flashed through her indifferent eyes. There lay a golden wheat field, and within it... a scruffy man.

"Haotian? He's nothing special."

"But that girl... don't you think the aura on her feels somewhat similar to Young Master's?"

Bibi Dong nodded and smiled lightly, turning her attention toward a corner of Aolai City. The meaning in her eyes deepened further.

"..."

The forest on the western outskirts of the city.

A grimy little girl staggered along, stopping and starting. Seemingly exhausted, she casually leaned against a tree and sat down, her gaze blank.

Her little face was very pretty. Although she was dirty at the moment, she was still pitiably adorable, especially those bright amethyst-like eyes, which were exceptionally moving.

Yet those eyes seemed to contain no emotion at all. She did not understand what emotions were, either.

She did not know where she had come from, nor did she know where she was going. There was only a thought in her heart constantly telling her that she should go this way, that she needed to find someone...

At that moment, an aura in the distance drew her attention. Her gaze instinctively turned eastward, and surprise filled her adorable, vacant face. A ripple passed through her amethyst-like eyes.

"What is that..."

"Such a familiar aura. Could it be..."

"My family?"

The silver-haired girl murmured blankly. For the first time, hope appeared in her bewildered eyes.

Family.

She did not know why that word had surfaced in her mind.

But she knew that if she truly had family, then it had to be the person in the distance, waiting for her to find them.

With those thoughts, the girl rose to her feet again and walked step by step through the forest...

Her steps were unsteady and cautious.

Yet they were filled with hope.

"..."

"My Lord, My Lord—"

"Damn it, where in the world did My Lord go after taking human form?!"

At the same time, deep within the Star Dou Great Forest.

Clad in black robes, Di Tian threw back his head and roared. Looking at the spot where his lord, the Silver Dragon King, had vanished, he was heartbroken beyond measure.

Taking human form...

How could someone disappear after finishing their transformation?!

My Lord, oh, My Lord!

Where exactly did you go?

"Throughout history, soul beasts that took human form have often been deceived and abducted by humans. My lord, the Silver Dragon King, is the incarnation of the Dragon God. That is absolutely impossible. Yes, it must be so..."

Di Tian took a deep breath and consoled himself.

My lord, the Silver Dragon King, possesses world-shaking wisdom!

Nothing bad will happen!

At the other end of the world.

Deep within a towering canyon.

Amid a field of golden wheat, a middle-aged man was working with farm tools when he suddenly furrowed his brow.

Tang Hao felt somewhat baffled. He did not know whether it was an illusion, but he had actually felt as though someone were sweeping their gaze over him.

This was the first time he had experienced such a sensation since becoming a god, rising smoothly from a mere divine officer to a god of the plane.

In today's Douluo world, he controlled the tides.

How could something like this happen?

He was the noble, legitimate ruler of the Douluo plane, the father of Sea God and Asura God Tang San. On this land, who...

Could do anything to him!

"Brother Hao, you felt it too, didn't you?"

"Something is happening on Douluo Continent again."

Not far from Tang Hao, a woman in a blue dress hurried forward. Time had left no trace upon her peerlessly beautiful face, and her tender, dewy complexion was full of innocent purity.

She was Tang San's mother, A Yin.

"Brother Hao, this doesn't feel like an abyssal invasion. It feels like a genuine influence from the plane itself... Could it be another variable like that Hades Douluo? Is something going to happen again?"

A Yin looked at her husband before her and asked worriedly.

"Probably not. The consciousness of the plane's master completely perished when Halosa emerged."

"The natural consciousness of this Douluo plane is truly strange. It brought in a little San twenty thousand years ago, Dai Yuhao ten thousand years ago, and now it's doing it again. Is it dreaming of competing with my Tang family for authority?"

"It wants to cause trouble again? What wishful thinking!"

Tang Hao shook his head, his face filled with coldness as he sneered.

"I am a god of the plane, enjoying the ultimate status of a second-class god. What trouble could possibly come my way? How laughable."

When he was young, he had been the youngest Titled Douluo on the continent. Even now that he was old, he still feared no one beneath heaven.

Besides, the divine realm had vanished, and the abyssal invasion was nowhere in sight. Below first-class gods...

He was invincible.

"That's true."

"Besides, we still have the contingency Little San left behind. Even against an Abyssal Sage King comparable to a first-class god, as long as someone else wears him down, we'll still have a chance to kill him."

"Douluo Continent."

"That is our foundation."

A Yin also breathed a sigh of relief. Though she was still unfamiliar with the origin power of Douluo Continent, with Brother Hao, the god of the plane, present, they could still forcibly unleash the power of the plane.

"As long as there aren't two first-class gods."

"The two of us have nothing to fear."

"A Yin, I will protect you until the end."

Tang Hao smiled faintly, his voice gentle.

"If one day, the two of us truly encounter a danger that cannot be resolved, you only need to protect yourself."

"Then let him..."

"Step over my body!"

He recalled his son's famous words and clicked his tongue. He, Tang Hao, was the most devoted man in Douluo!