Yu Xiaogang: If Tang San Becomes a God, He Will Surely Take Me to Ascend to the Divine Realm

Silence!

The entire venue fell deathly silent.

No one had expected that the Tang San before them contained a soul from another world.

What about the infant Tang San who had originally been on the verge of death? Was he simply gone?

The more they thought about it, the more horrifying it became.

Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar were closest to Tang San. They could not help but shudder, unconsciously retreating half a step.

After all, the shock of this revelation was no less sudden to them than learning that Xiao Wu was a hundred-thousand-year soul beast.

Seeing their reactions, Tang San's expression darkened once more, his five fingers clenched tightly into a fist.

Compared to the somewhat lost expressions of the Shrek Seven Monsters,

Tang Hao at the center of the arena showed little change in expression.

It was as though he had already guessed it.

Thinking about it carefully, Tang Hao had been the first to notice Tang San's abnormalities.

No matter how vigilant Tang San had been as a child, or how carefully he had concealed himself,

his maturity far beyond that of his peers, as well as his frequent secret departures from home to cultivate the Mysterious Heaven Technique,

could not possibly have escaped the notice of Tang Hao, a Titled Douluo. Perhaps this also explained why he had almost completely ignored Tang San during his childhood.

It was only after Tang San awakened twin martial souls and innate full soul power, allowing Tang Hao to see hope for avenging himself upon Spirit Hall, that he had truly begun treating him as his own child.

"Oh my, that's terrifying. This Tang San is practically a monster. Good thing I'm not close to him. If I were friends with someone like that, who knows whether he might suddenly possess me one day? Just thinking about it scares me."

Chrysanthemum Douluo theatrically hugged his arms, his tone dripping with mockery. Spirit Hall and Tang San were now sworn enemies, so naturally, he would not miss any chance to smear him.

"You're talking nonsense."

"I believe Third Brother isn't that kind of person."

"Bullshit. Don't think I don't know—you're clearly trying to drive a wedge between us and Third Brother. We know exactly what kind of person he is after these past three years. We won't fall for it."

Seeing Chrysanthemum Douluo sow discord like this, Xiao Wu and the others were nearly driven mad with anger. No longer caring about his status as a Titled Douluo, they immediately spoke up in rebuttal.

Seeing the three girls step forward, Ning Rongrong took the lead, pointing at Chrysanthemum Douluo's nose and cursing him out. Oscar and Ma Hongjun hurriedly followed suit. "Exactly! Exactly! Little San would never do something like that."

"Don't worry, Third Brother. We'll definitely stand by your side."

Seeing the Seven Monsters all defend him, Tang San felt a measure of warmth rise in his heart.

Of course, it would have been better if they had said those words while standing a little closer to him.

"What utter nonsense! Chrysanthemum Douluo, I respect you as a Titled Douluo, which is why I have tolerated you again and again. But if you continue slandering my disciple, then I will spare no cost... to seek justice from you." Yu Xiaogang slapped his thigh in fury and glared at Chrysanthemum Douluo, his tone exceedingly hostile.

Ever since learning that Tang San could be trained by him into a Titled Douluo, Yu Xiaogang had long placed Tang San above all else in his heart. He would never allow anyone to insult his reputation.

Chrysanthemum Douluo had already been displeased that his attempt to sow discord had failed, but then Yu Xiaogang jumped out to make a fuss. The sheer audacity left him stunned for several seconds.

At least Ning Rongrong had the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's sect master and Sword Douluo Chen Xin standing behind her, so Chrysanthemum Douluo had to show some restraint.

But what the hell was Yu Xiaogang? He dared threaten him? With strength below rank 40?

Chrysanthemum Douluo nearly laughed in anger.

"Slander? You can fool others, but don't fool yourself. Haven't you seen what this brat used to be?"

"He was a top assassin who used hidden weapons, and one who stabbed in the back the sect that had raised him for so many years. It's one thing for these little brats to be fooled by someone with such rotten character and low morals, but how can you still treat him like treasure?"

"What a pity. No matter how much you give, he may not appreciate it. Tell me, Xiaogang, what status will he have in the future? He'll be a Titled Douluo. What could he possibly want from you—your aged body, or the fact that you don't bathe at night?"

"With the stale, worthless knowledge you teach, you want a Titled Douluo to owe you a favor? Keep dreaming. Do you really think he sees you as his teacher? He only has his eye on your title as Grandmaster. Believe it or not, once he becomes a Titled Douluo, the first person he'll kick aside will be you."

"Because a true powerhouse would never allow trash to stain his life."

Every word from Chrysanthemum Douluo was like a sharp blade stabbing into Yu Xiaogang's heart. His eyes turned bloodshot from rage, and he panted heavily. One hand clutched his heart while the other pointed at Chrysanthemum Douluo, his entire body trembling uncontrollably.

Shameless.

Utterly shameless.

A mere Chrysanthemum Douluo actually dared slander his beloved Little San like this. Did he not know what kind of character his own disciple had?

Forget breaking through to become a Titled Douluo—if Little San became a god in the future, he would surely take him along to ascend to the Divine Realm.

Driven mad by rage, Yu Xiaogang spat out a mouthful of heart's blood and staggered several steps backward.

"Xiaogang!!!"

"Teacher!!"

Tang San, Flender, and Liu Erlong cried out in alarm, hurrying forward to examine him and feed him healing pills.

"Enough. Let this end here." Bibi Dong frowned and forcefully struck the floor with her scepter, finally suppressing the atmosphere that had been on the verge of exploding.

Her gaze lingered on Yu Xiaogang for an instant before quickly moving away. Yet when she noticed Liu Erlong holding Yu Xiaogang in her arms, a trace of gloom flashed through Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes.

The two sides glared at each other unwillingly, but could only let the matter rest for now.

Black World, Spirit Empire Palace.

Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong, who had been making a fuss moments earlier, had also fallen silent. They looked cautiously at Tang Chuan, whose expression was unusually focused, their eyes filled with conflict.

"Brother Chuan? Are you really going to keep watching?"

Both wore worried expressions. Based on what had happened in White World, they could guess that what came next would be scenes involving Tang Chuan's father and mother. Even if it had happened twenty years ago, how could anyone involved remain calm after personally witnessing what their parents had endured?

"Don't worry about it. I'm already mentally prepared." Tang Chuan put away his usual carefree demeanor, his expression becoming far more serious.

Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong exchanged a glance, then each took one of Tang Chuan's hands and interlocked their fingers with his. Patting their chests, they promised, "Don't worry, Brother Chuan. No matter what happens, we'll stay by your side."

As soon as they finished speaking, the countdown on the heavenly screen reached zero.

At last, Black World's story began to play.