Tang Wutong, Have I Given You Too Much Face?

"Auntie, I'm seven this year. My awakened martial souls are the Goddess of Light Butterfly and the Clear Sky Hammer, and my Soul Power has already broken through level thirty."

When Bai Ran said the five words "Goddess of Light Butterfly."

Tang Wutong secretly reached out and pinched Bai Ran's waist.

But when she heard the three words "Clear Sky Hammer," she withdrew her little hand.

"Boy Bai, you actually awakened a martial soul like the Goddess of Light Butterfly!

But you do look rather delicate and handsome."

Although a martial soul like the Goddess of Light Butterfly could generally only be awakened by beautiful women.

There were always exceptions to everything.

No wonder the two little ones got along so well?

With the same martial soul, they naturally had plenty in common.

"Wait, seven years old and level thirty Soul Power? Boy Bai, how did you cultivate?"

Even Tang San had only just broken through to level fourteen at that age.

Yet this child before her had more than twice Tang San's Soul Power level from back then.

Xiao Wu: If I remembered correctly, the Child of Fortune whom Third Brother talked about every day was surnamed Huo, not Bai.

"Um..."

Bai Ran scratched his head and did not explain directly.

He could not exactly say, right in front of her mother, that her daughter was really useful, could he?

Bai Ran did not have that kind of bizarre taste.

"I suppose it must be your personal fortuitous opportunity. It wouldn't be proper for Auntie to ask too much.

Since you're a little one from the Clear Sky Sect, I'll have Da Ming and Er Ming take good care of you.

I nearly forgot. With talent like yours, Da Ming and Er Ming surely won't treat you poorly."

As Xiao Wu spoke, she whispered a few more words to her daughter before reluctantly ending the call.

Within the God Realm.

Although she had seen her daughter, Xiao Wu still felt somewhat absent-minded after hanging up.

Mainly because speaking through a screen made Xiao Wu inexplicably uneasy.

Especially since she could not personally hug her daughter face-to-face.

And many details simply could not be noticed through a screen.

"Alright, Xiao Wu. Our daughter has her own life in the lower realm too. Don't worry."

Tang San had been watching from beside her during Xiao Wu's call.

The moment he noticed anything amiss, he would immediately cut off the call screen and tell Xiao Wu that there had been a signal problem.

Fortunately, that brat knew his limits and did not cause any trouble.

"Third Brother, I know. It's just that I'm not used to not seeing Little Seven face-to-face myself."

As Xiao Wu spoke, she nestled against Tang San's chest.

What mother would not worry when her daughter went away, especially when she traveled far from home?

"Xiao Wu, as gods, we cannot descend to the lower realm.

And you saw it too. Little Seven is living well in the Clear Sky Sect, and she's even made new... friends."

Tang San practically ground his teeth as he said the words "new friends."

"What's wrong, Third Brother? Are you feeling unwell?"

Hearing Tang San's sudden change in tone, Xiao Wu could not help asking worriedly.

"It's nothing. The affairs of the God Realm have been busy lately, so I'm a little tired."

"Then should I sleep alone tonight?"

"That won't be necessary."

His daughter was basically done for. There was a high chance she had become that brat's woman.

For all he knew, she might even come to claim a share of his Sea God position in the future.

Therefore, having a second child was extremely necessary.

In the lower realm, within the Clear Sky Sect.

It had to be said, Xiao Wu was quite beautiful.

If Tang Wutong was an unripe cherry, then Xiao Wu was a fully ripened peach.

Bai Ran: That old bastard Tang San really had it good.

But for the current Bai Ran, topics like mature married women could wait until late at night, when he could ponder them alone.

His immediate priority was still absorbing the Divine Bestowed Soul Ring Tang San had given him.

"Little Seven, are you ready?"

"No."

"Haki Tong, can't you cooperate with me a little?"

"Can't you call me Sister Wutong or Teacher Wutong?"

"Teacher? Do you want a soul contract too?"

"A soul contract? What does that even have to do with anything?!"

In a sense, how was Tang Wutong becoming his martial soul any different from forming a contract with him?

"Haki Bai, I'm a little tired today. Let's absorb this Soul Ring tomorrow."

"Alright, alright."

Bai Ran: Am I being too easygoing?

As the saying went, give someone an inch and they would take a mile. With a little devil like Tang Wutong, the more he gave way, the more she would push her luck.

Sure enough, after Bai Ran made a concession.

She actually demanded a huge feast that night, claiming it was to replenish her strength in advance for absorbing the Soul Ring tomorrow.

"Should I massage Lady Wutong's legs and shoulders too?"

"That would be nice."

"And pour tea and serve water for Lady Wutong?"

"Haki Bai, you're quite sensible."

"And finally, help Lady Wutong scrub herself in the bath?"

"That won't be necessary."

"Tang Wutong!"

"What?"

"Have I given you too much face?!"

After returning to his room, Bai Ran directly crushed the Divine Bestowed Soul Ring Tang San had given him in Tang Wutong's horrified gaze, then refined it in an instant.

The moment Tang Wutong felt the immense pressure, she collapsed onto the bed.

To keep her from falling into some corner where he would not be able to find her, Bai Ran hurriedly picked her up.

Bai Ran: Being young really is great. She fell asleep the moment her head hit the pillow.

In the end, Tang Wutong slept for three days and three nights.

And Bai Ran was extremely satisfied as he looked at the fifty-thousand-year third Soul Ring on his body.

The only regrettable part was that absorbing a Divine Bestowed Soul Ring did not directly increase Soul Power.

After all, the divine power within the Divine Bestowed Soul Ring had all been used to shape the Soul Ring itself.