Tang San's Scheme

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

Ten days in the God Realm meant a full ten years over on the Douluo Continent.

In those ten days, Yu Chen's cultivation had shot up to five hundred thousand years. It couldn't be helped—the immortal spiritual energy of the God Realm was simply too good. Cultivating here was practically like cheating.

Over on the Douluo Continent, soul beasts had to endure a heavenly tribulation every time they crossed the hundred-thousand-year threshold. One wrong move, and they would be reduced to ashes. But the God Realm was different. After all, it stood a whole major plane above the Douluo Continent, and its rules were different—before one reached a million years of cultivation, heavenly tribulations simply would not be triggered.

Put simply, cultivating in the God Realm was like opening a fast track for soul beasts.

After breaking through five hundred thousand years, Yu Chen's bloodline underwent another evolution, and he was now able to initially wield the power of destruction. What surprised him most, however, was that he had mutated a new talent—he could freely switch between human and soul beast forms.

He could walk around and sightsee in human form, then fight in beast form. Neither side got in the way of the other.

"Enough."

After remaining silent for a long while, the Golden Dragon King suddenly spoke.

"You have now reached five hundred thousand years. It is time to tell you some things."

Yu Chen curled his lip and crossed one leg over the other, putting on an indifferent expression. "What things?"

But inwardly, he already knew perfectly well—he was a transmigrator, and he roughly knew about the Dragon Clan's messy history. What the Golden Dragon King wanted to say was nothing more than that business about soul beasts being unable to become gods. Still, there were indeed some details he did not know, so he did not refuse to listen.

The Golden Dragon King sighed, his tone growing heavy.

"The Dragon Clan of old... that was true glory."

"Eighteen God Kings. Do you understand what that meant? Even the entire God Realm combined did not have that many. And the Dragon God stood above all God Kings—the common ruler of soul beasts, worshipped by every race."

At this point, the Golden Dragon King's voice suddenly turned colder.

"And then?" Yu Chen sat up straight.

"At the peak of the Dragon Clan's prosperity," the Golden Dragon King said word by word, "the god-level experts of the human race could no longer sit still."

"They were unwilling to remain beneath the Dragon Clan, so they joined forces and launched a war—with only one goal: to kill the Dragon God."

Yu Chen frowned slightly.

"The Dragon God was too powerful. No one could defeat him in a direct confrontation, so they resorted to underhanded methods." The Golden Dragon King sounded as though he were speaking through clenched teeth. "The Dragon God... fell."

"After his fall, the Dragon God's body split into two—the Golden Dragon King and the Silver Dragon King, the two halves of the Dragon God."

The Golden Dragon King fell silent for a moment.

"And I am one of them."

"And then?"

Yu Chen raised a brow and pressed on.

The Golden Dragon King's voice sank low, as if he were chewing something bitter.

"And then, that was that."

"Once the Dragon God fell, the Dragon Clan was left leaderless, and the God Realm's army drove straight in. I risked my life to hold those God Kings back and buy time for the Silver Dragon King to escape..."

The Golden Dragon King paused there.

"And the result, as you can see, was that I was gravely wounded and sealed away by those people of the God Realm, then thrown into the Divine Forbidden Land. I remained sealed for who knew how many tens of thousands of years."

Yu Chen said nothing and listened quietly.

The Golden Dragon King gave a cold laugh. "It would have been one thing if I had merely remained sealed. But not long ago, my seal loosened for an instant. Through that fleeting gap, I glimpsed a fragment of the future."

"The future?"

"That's right, the future." The Golden Dragon King's tone became strange, carrying thirty percent mockery, thirty percent rage, and forty percent indescribable resentment. "In that future, there was someone named Tang San. You've heard of him, right?"

Yu Chen nodded. How could he not have? The Douluo Continent was always his story, over and over again.

"This man plotted a Ten-Thousand-Year Grand Plan." The Golden Dragon King spoke through gritted teeth. "He had his own son approach the Silver Dragon King. Step by step, little by little, he made the Silver Dragon King fall in love with a human."

"What was wrong with falling in love with a human?" Yu Chen asked.

"What was wrong with it?" The Golden Dragon King snorted. "Once the Silver Dragon King developed feelings for humans, she would no longer think of avenging the Dragon Clan. Not only would the Dragon Clan's last hope be gone, but in the end, the Silver Dragon King even handed the Dragon God's divine position over to Tang San."

"Damn," Yu Chen blurted out instinctively.

"What do you mean, 'damn'?" the Golden Dragon King snapped. "The divine position of the ruler of all dragons was simply given away for nothing. The last foundation the old Dragon God had left behind at the cost of his life all became Tang San's wedding dress."

Yu Chen fell silent for a while, then suddenly felt that something was off.

"Wait... why bring this up now? After glimpsing the future, did you do something?"

The Golden Dragon King was silent for several seconds, then suddenly grinned.

How should one put that smile—it was a little sly.

"You're quick on the uptake, kid."

"In that future, I saw the Dragon Clan's complete destruction. I thought, no, I can't just accept that. Tang San can make such a grand move, so why can't I?"

"So I came up with a method—"

The Golden Dragon King deliberately paused.

"I exhausted every last bit of my Golden Dragon King bloodline and created you."

The air fell silent for three seconds.

Yu Chen opened his mouth, closed it, then opened it again.

There was a little too much information for his brain to process.

The Golden Dragon King—a completely male dragon—had created him.

Without a mother.

Made entirely from bloodline.

"So..." Yu Chen looked at the Golden Dragon King with a complicated expression. "No wonder."

"No wonder what?"

"No wonder you're male yet still managed to have me." Yu Chen's mouth twitched. "I always thought something was off. What male dragon could have a child? And one without a mother, at that. Now I understand—you didn't give birth to me at all. You used your bloodline as material and forcibly made me."

"What do you mean, forcibly made?" The Golden Dragon King was displeased. "That is called the crystallization of my heart's blood, understand?"

"Fine, fine, a crystallization of your heart's blood." Yu Chen waved a hand, but inwardly he thought—

Put bluntly, the Golden Dragon King had looked at the future's script, discovered that the Dragon Clan was doomed, then slapped his forehead and came up with an idea. He poured all his assets into it and molded another version of himself.

This move...

How should he describe it?

It was pretty creative.