Tang Wutong: You Wouldn't Want the God Realm to Start Saying the Sea God Is Inferior to the God of Destruction, Would You?

By the time the Goddess of Life and Li Changsheng arrived outside Sea God's Palace, they could hear a fierce argument coming from within.

"Tang San! What exactly do you mean by this?"

The God of Destruction's deep, powerful voice was filled with mockery. "Tang Wutong is your biological daughter, for goodness' sake. How can a father like you be so stingy? Look at yourself—you hold both the Sea God and Asura God divine positions, and you have more divine artifacts and treasures than you can count. Yet you refuse to give your daughter even a few things to protect herself with? Aren't you ashamed?"

Tang San's exasperated voice followed immediately. "Destruction! Stop sticking your nose into things! I'm educating my own daughter. What does it have to do with you?"

"How does it not concern me?"

The God of Destruction shot back righteously, "I watched Tang Wutong grow up. She's no different from my own daughter! If you truly don't want her, fine—just let Little Green and me adopt her as our goddaughter! We like her well enough anyway!"

Others feared Tang San because he was a God King, one of the five great powers.

That did not mean he was afraid of him too.

After all, he was a God King as well.

Not to mention that his family had two God Kings. If they fought, Tang San would be the only one at a disadvantage.

Standing outside the hall, the Goddess of Life and Li Changsheng both froze upon hearing that.

Yet what truly made them lose it came afterward...

Inside the main hall, Tang Wutong, that most filial daughter, stood beside the God of Destruction and nodded her little head vigorously.

She nodded so fast she looked like a chick pecking at rice, her face carrying an expression that clearly said, "Yes, yes, yes, Uncle Purple is right."

The Goddess of Life rubbed her forehead helplessly.

Li Changsheng lowered his head somewhat awkwardly.

After all, Tang Wutong had played with him to some extent, so he was indeed partly responsible for her becoming like this.

If he had not agreed to go to Douluo Continent with her in the first place, perhaps none of this would have happened...

Probably.

Inside the hall, Tang San's face turned green with rage when he saw his own daughter standing with the God of Destruction and "coercing" him.

He nearly pulled out the Asura Demon Sword and hacked at the God of Destruction!

"Destruction! Shut your mouth!"

Tang San roared, "Say one more word of nonsense, and I swear I won't let this go today!"

Rather than being afraid, Tang Wutong planted her hands on her hips and said with complete confidence, "Old man, Uncle Purple already gave Changsheng treasures. We can't lose face here! You wouldn't want the God Realm to start saying the Sea God is inferior to the God of Destruction, would you?"

The moment those words came out, Tang San's furious expression instantly froze.

He stood there blankly, as though he had caught some important information. With his brows tightly furrowed, he asked in a low voice, "Wait... what do you mean Destruction gave Li Changsheng treasures?"

Tang San abruptly turned, his sharp gaze locking onto the God of Destruction. "Destruction, why did you give treasures to your child?"

The God of Destruction could not help rolling his eyes, his tone carrying a hint of ridicule. "Isn't that obvious? Did you think I was as stingy as you? Once they go down there, they'll be unfamiliar with the place and bound to encounter all sorts of trouble. If they get hurt, forget Little Green—I'd be heartbroken myself!"

Tang San's brows furrowed even more tightly. "No, what I mean is... your Changsheng is going down too?"

The God of Destruction was stunned as well and asked in return, "What do you mean, my Changsheng is going down too? Didn't Tang Wutong tell you?"

Tang San shook his head, looking utterly confused. "No. She only told me that she wanted to go play on Douluo Continent and asked me for a few treasures to protect herself. From beginning to end, she never mentioned that your Li Changsheng was going too."

This time, both men froze.

They slowly turned around, and four gazes landed simultaneously on Tang Wutong, who stood behind the God of Destruction.

Seeing that things had gone wrong, Tang Wutong's smile instantly stiffened.

She instinctively sensed danger approaching and hurriedly tried to turn around and run.

However, while her hands were quick, the God of Destruction's were quicker!

The God of Destruction stretched out one large hand and precisely grabbed Tang Wutong by the back of her collar, lifting her entire body into the air.

Tang Wutong's feet dangled as she kicked her legs helplessly, just like a kitten being held by the scruff of its neck.

A meaningful smile hung on the God of Destruction's face as he said slowly, "Tang Wutong, you've been a little dishonest."

Tang Wutong kicked her legs as she gave an awkward laugh. "Uncle Purple, I... I just didn't think of it at the time..."

"Didn't think of it?"

The God of Destruction raised a brow. "Or did you not expect to let it slip?"

Tang Wutong laughed awkwardly. Knowing she was in the wrong, she did not dare say anything more.

The God of Destruction did not make things difficult for her and casually set her down.

The instant Tang Wutong's feet touched the ground, she shot off like a rabbit, darting straight toward the entrance of the hall.

She spotted the Goddess of Life standing outside at once. Without another word, she hid directly behind her, only poking out her little head to watch the activity inside the hall warily, terrified that Tang San would come out and treat her to a beating.

The Goddess of Life looked down at Tang Wutong, who was trembling behind her, and shook her head with both amusement and exasperation.

"Alright, alright!"

She patted Tang Wutong on the head and said gently, "Don't be afraid. With Auntie Green here, no one will dare hit you."

Only then did Tang Wutong relax slightly, though she still clutched the Goddess of Life's skirt tightly and did not dare let go.

Inside the hall, Tang San watched his daughter hide behind the Goddess of Life. His expression shifted repeatedly before finally turning into a helpless sigh.

This daughter of his had truly been spoiled rotten by him.

Of course, perhaps Li Changsheng had led her astray too.

However, since Li Changsheng was going down as well, things would be easier to arrange.

After all, compared to the son of two God Kings, what did some so-called child of destiny amount to?

He could also use this opportunity to transfer Douluo Star's fortune over.

At that time, not only would Douluo Star fall completely into his hands, he would even gain a son-in-law who was the son of two God Kings.

No matter how he looked at it, this was an extremely profitable deal.

The question was, what should he do?

If he gave Tang Wutong divine artifacts or life-saving methods, then with her personality, she would definitely charge headfirst into battle with others.

More importantly, she would not be able to develop feelings for Li Changsheng.

So he could not give her divine artifacts. Otherwise, how would a hero-saving-a-beauty scenario happen later?

If it did not happen, how could their feelings deepen?

By then, Tang San had already made his decision.

She could go down, but she could not have divine artifacts.

On the surface, it would be called training Tang Wutong, but the real reason was to make Tang Wutong rely on Li Changsheng and spark the flames of love.

That way, the Tang Family would have four God Kings—or perhaps even five.