Destruction God was tempted.
He thought of his son. Twenty years—no, just twenty days would be enough to swiftly forge him into the Asura God. When the time came, he would head to the God Realm and support his precious son as he used Asura Judgment to judge Sea God Tang San. What kind of expression would Tang San have then?
Thinking of this, the corners of Destruction God's mouth lifted slightly. He was no longer in such a hurry to avenge his son.
"Fine, I'll wait twenty days for you. But, worthy brother, you can't be careless in nurturing Wu Lin."
"Of course." Qian Xunyi patted his chest and said, "I will equip him with the best Soul Rings and pair them with the best Soul Bones."
"With that, I am relieved."
In the time that followed, Life Goddess and Destruction God would occasionally send incarnations down to the Lower Realm to accompany their son, while Tang San would also occasionally watch his precious son through the Mystic Light Mirror. A-San wanted to split off some Divine Sense to descend and look after his own son as well, but Destruction God kept too close an eye on him, leaving him unable to get his wish.
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Tang San bent and bowed, holding out a bag containing the money he had earned from blacksmithing during this period with both hands. With a flattering smile, he said, "Xiao Wu, this is your living expenses for this period. Here, please take it."
"A-San giegie, this is the money you worked so hard to earn during this time. If you give it all to me, what will you do?"
Tang San patted his chest and said, "Don't worry. Your A-San giegie is tough. If I eat a little