Since There Was Tang San, Why Was There Tang Chuan? Qian Renxue: Bibi Dong, Raise Whoever You Want. I'm an Orphan Anyway

["Hm? Old Ghost, I didn't see that wrong, did I?"]

[Chrysanthemum Douluo rubbed his eyes vigorously.]

[After taking a closer look, he immediately elbowed Ghost Douluo beside him, who wore the same stunned expression.]

["This kid... this kid's Spirit Rings!"]

["He actually has two black ten-thousand-year Spirit Rings?!"]

["He hid them far too well, didn't he?"]

[Poison Douluo, sitting at the very edge with one leg crossed over the other, saw the two of them.]

[His mood immediately improved considerably.]

[Surely he couldn't be the only one who had been so frightened speechless upon seeing this Spirit Ring configuration for the first time, right?]

[Ghost Douluo snapped back to his senses.]

[A deeply complicated emotion flashed through his eyes.]

[In the end, he slowly gave his assessment.]

["From the day I was born until now, I have never seen such a monstrous genius."]

[Lingyuan Douluo blinked her beautiful eyes and quickly added from behind.]

["As expected of His Holiness the Pope."]

["A fine horse may be common, but one who recognizes it is rare."]

["His Highness the Holy Son's talent is certainly hard to come by."]

["But what matters most is still His Holiness the Pope's discerning eye and broad vision."]

["To find stars amidst the faintest glimmers."]

["It truly fills us with admiration and makes us ashamed of our own inadequacy."]

["After all, if it had been me, I might have mistaken such uncut jade for an ordinary stone and let it slip away long ago!"]

[Chrysanthemum Douluo: "???"]

[Ghost Douluo: "???"]

[The two men's eyes widened.]

[They both looked at Lingyuan Douluo, who was eagerly currying favor.]

[Well played, Ling Yuan. No wonder His Highness the Holy Son often called you the Head Merit Douluo. Your ability to seize every opening was truly something else.]

[Unfortunately, neither of them was the sort to flatter others.]

[They could only grit their teeth in secret as they watched Lingyuan Douluo butter up the Pope.]

[If it had been before.]

[With His Holiness the Pope's temperament, she would never have paid attention to such meaningless flattery.]

[But now...]

[They clearly saw a faint, soul-stirring curve gradually rise on Bibi Dong's peerlessly beautiful face, which had always carried an imposing calm.]

[Clearly, Lingyuan Douluo's praise had struck deep into her heart.]

[The two exchanged an inconspicuous glance.]

[They had once overheard people gossiping in private that His Holiness the Pope truly treated Tang Chuan as her own child.]

[Back then, they had thought those people simply had too much idle time.]

[But now, it seemed.]

[The rumor was not without basis.]

White World.

"How is that possible?"

"How could this happen?"

Without question, Tang San himself found reality the hardest to accept.

He couldn't compare in terms of cheat abilities.

He couldn't compare in combat power.

He couldn't compare in first Spirit Rings.

He couldn't compare in Spirit Bones or Spirit skills.

He could let all of that go.

But his ten-thousand-year fourth ring had been one of his proudest achievements.

Throughout the history of Douluo Continent.

Aside from Twin Martial Souls.

There had never been a ten-thousand-year fourth ring.

In Tang San's estimation.

Even if Tang Chuan had obtained Immortal Herbs ahead of time, his Spirit Rings should have been three purple and one black.

Yet the result opened his eyes.

That damned Tang Chuan always did things far beyond everyone's expectations.

"Since this world already has me, Tang San."

"Why did a Tang Chuan have to appear in a parallel world as well?!"

Tang San roared furiously in his heart.

Spirit City.

Qian Renxue's room.

"Heh heh!"

Qian Renxue stared fixedly at the smile curling Bibi Dong's lips on the Heavenly Screen.

She found that smile incomparably glaring.

The pressure around her dropped by several degrees.

Snake Lance Douluo sensed that something was wrong.

So he immediately reached out and poked Porcupinefish Douluo beside him, who was staring up at the sky.

"Young Mistress, there seems to be some movement below."

"Pufferfish and I will go investigate first and return later."

Having said that, Snake Lance dragged Pufferfish out of the room without looking back, leaving Qian Renxue alone.

At this moment.

Qian Renxue could no longer suppress the fury in her heart.

The cup in her hand shattered with a crack.

"Fine, very fine. You raise someone else's child so plump and healthy."

"But you can't even spare a single word for your own daughter."

Her heart was filled with resentment, disappointment, hatred, and grievance.

Why?

Why had she put in so much effort?

Why had she gone alone to a foreign land?

Even wasting her youth and delaying her cultivation.

All for the small wish of completely taking down the Heaven Dou Empire and earning her mother's acknowledgment.

And what about Tang Chuan?

What had he even done?

For Bibi Dong to raise such a proud smile merely because someone praised him once.

If that was the case.

You refused to acknowledge me as your daughter.

Then I would not acknowledge you as my mother either.

Let your precious disciple support you for the rest of your life.

Qian Renxue gritted her silver teeth and glared viciously at the Heavenly Screen.

[Looking at the four vivid Spirit Rings around Tang Chuan—purple, purple, black, black—and the terrifying pressure emanating from him.]

[Zhu Zhuqing's entire body froze in place.]

[When she had first met Tang Chuan.]

[She had happened to stumble into Tang Chuan's campsite while fleeing pursuit.]

[At first, upon encountering a group of strangers, Zhu Zhuqing and the people chasing her had both been wary of each other.]

[But Tang Chuan had merely stared at her face for a while and asked her name.]

[Then, without another word, he sent every one of them flying.]

[Therefore, although she had already considered Tang Chuan to be very powerful at the time.]

[She had never expected.]

[That Tang Chuan would be this terrifyingly strong.]

[Two purple and two black—were these really Spirit Rings a normal Soul Master could absorb?]

[At this moment, the surrounding crowd finally came back to their senses.]

[One after another, they stared at Tang Chuan's Spirit Rings.]

[Their faces were filled with disbelief.]

["A ten-thousand-year third ring? A ten-thousand-year fourth ring? Is that really something a human can do?"]

["That's too outrageous. My grandfather is a Soul King, yet he doesn't even have one ten-thousand-year Spirit Ring. His Highness the Holy Son has two."]

["Is this the number one figure among the current younger generation?"]

["You're wrong. His Highness the Holy Son is only a little over twelve. There are still at least a dozen years before the so-called younger generation under his rule comes to an end."]

["A Soul Ancestor at twelve years old—this is simply unheard of. Even someone with Innate Full Soul Power would be nowhere near this fast."]

["Do you think it's possible that His Highness the Holy Son might break through to Soul Emperor before turning twenty?"]

["But just how did he do it?"]

Yes!

Just how had he done it?

Ning Rongrong, Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, and the others in the Black World were also extremely curious.

After all, before Tang Chuan broke through level thirty.

He had experienced a long period of obscurity.

It was during that time.

That he not only successfully made the aloof and proud Pope Bibi Dong willingly take him as her disciple.

Even his senior sister Hu Liena doted greatly on this little junior brother.

And there was Xiao Wu's thousand-year second ring?

As well as how Tang Chuan had broken through to level thirty before the age of nine?

These questions...

"Could it be related to that strange title, Evil Soul Master Killing Machine, that His Highness has?"

Zhu Zhuqing asked instinctively.