Irritated God King Tang. Reborn Ma Hongjun: Can I Steal Third Brother's Asura God Position Too?

Notting City Junior Spirit Master Academy.

Tang San sat by the windowsill, watching the students coming and going downstairs, irritation churning in his heart.

Damn it.

What on earth was going on?

For three consecutive days, not even a shadow of that pompous Gangzi had been seen.

What exactly happened?

Xiao Wu hadn't come to Notting either, and the enrollment period had long since passed.

That fellow Gangzi wouldn't have been snatched away by that Rose Boy Band again, would he?

Damn Rose Boy Band.

Even he himself had already suffered their foul hands.

Thinking of the humiliation he had endured, Tang San's eyes turned crimson.

Damn it.

A dignified God King Tang, actually treated this way by mortals.

There were several Spirit Emperors in that Rose Boy Band, and his current self was simply no match for them.

It wasn't that he hadn't considered calling his father to slaughter all those bastards.

Yet after repeatedly ruminating over past events following his rebirth, he became increasingly certain that his father had held no affection for him from the very beginning.

Upon seeing the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, his father had reacted not at all.

Only after catching sight of the Clear Sky Hammer did he shout, "Son, you are my son."

This father of his had only grown nice to him after confirming he possessed Twin Martial Souls.

When it all came down to it, he was merely regarded as a tool for future revenge.

But if he let his father know he had been buggered, it would bring him equal shame.

Forget it.

Anyway, he would strive to exact revenge in the future and make those bastards wish they were dead.

Yet the bizarre occurrences happening right now made him increasingly vigilant.

Xiao Wu hadn't come, Gangzi had vanished—one thing after another was telling him:

The world after rebirth was different.

He had to become stronger, otherwise he had no idea what else he might encounter next time.

Like that black-skinned nigga last time... Tang San gritted his teeth.

Damn fellow.

If you dare to come again next time, I'll at least chop you off.

He felt the small vial tucked inside his robe.

To prevent himself from being defiled by the Rose Boy Band again, he had specially concocted this thing.

It wasn't a toxin, so spirit skills couldn't purify it.

When the time came, he would make that group of Rose Boy Bands pay dearly.

Putting away the jade vial, Tang San stood up and walked toward the back mountain.

He needed to grow stronger even faster.

Soul Hunting Forest, deep in a jungle.

A large, fiery-red bird collapsed onto the ground, having died only a short while ago, a century-old yellow spirit ring floating above it.

A chubby, red-haired boy sat cross-legged, guiding the spirit ring into his body and slowly refining it.

Not far away, a middle-aged uncle stood to the side.

Jeans, a jacket, round-rimmed glasses, and a mustache—even with his expression stern right now, that face always exuded a vulgar, profiteering air.

Flender watched Ma Hongjun absorbing the spirit ring, unable to help his emotional sigh.

The Blazing Fire Bird he had chosen for this child was over three hundred years old.

The fire attribute had the highest compatibility with the Evil Fire Phoenix, so it should yield a pretty decent spirit skill.

An Evil Fire Phoenix had emerged from Grass Chicken Village, and this Martial Soul was somewhat special.

That evil fire was ultimately a problem.

What if this child began to suffer from an evil fire backlash? How was he supposed to extinguish it?

Flender felt a headache coming on.

Though it shouldn't come to that.

It was only his first spirit ring, how could a backlash happen so quickly?

Yet the very next moment, dark red flames suddenly ignited on Ma Hongjun's body, as if trying to burn him to ashes.

He snapped his eyes open, let out a muffled groan, and spat a large mouthful of fresh blood onto the grass.

Boom.

The evil fire completely spiraled out of control, scorching his body and causing a backlash against his own Martial Soul.

Ma Hongjun wailed miserably on the ground, his skin turning as red as a boiled prawn.

"Oh no."

Flender's expression changed drastically as he rushed forward, intending to use his spirit power to purge the evil fire.

Yet he knew all too well how terrifying this evil fire was; if it wasn't properly guided, this child would be burned alive.

But in this remote wilderness, where on earth was he supposed to go to extinguish fire?

There wasn't even a girl around, let alone the fact that this child was only six years old...

Surely he couldn't treat him like a girl and have another male dispel the evil fire for him???

Flender suddenly thought of an outlandish notion.

He hurriedly shook his head.

No, no, how could he possibly have such a thought.

And it wasn't even certain whether that could actually dispel the evil fire.

Just as he was burning with anxiety, Ma Hongjun suddenly ceased his struggling, lying on the ground and panting heavily.

Flender froze for a moment, then hurriedly stepped forward to examine him.

He discovered that the other party currently showed no abnormalities.

"Hongjun, how are you feeling?"

"Dean... Dean?"

Ma Hongjun slowly opened his eyes, beholding a person who caught him by surprise.

How could this be? Why was the Dean still alive?

Had the Spacetime Turbulence not completely destroyed the God Realm?

Checking himself, memories surged forward like a tide.

I... have I been reborn?

Ma Hongjun stood stunned for quite a while.

"Hongjun? Hongjun! What's wrong with you?" Flender checked on him hastily, not knowing why this child had suddenly gone blank.

"...Dean, I'm fine."

Ma Hongjun slowly sat up, fell silent for a moment, and surveyed his surroundings.

Soul Hunting Forest, age six, his first spirit ring just refined.

It was real.

He was back.

Seeing that his state was passable, Flender urged, "If you keep sitting there, I'm going to leave you here to feed the spirit beasts."

Ma Hongjun snapped out of it, looking up at that familiar, profiteering face, opened his mouth, and swallowed his words back down.

"Coming, coming."

He got up, slapped away the grass clippings and dust, and fell in step behind him.

By the time they walked out of the Soul Hunting Forest, the sun had already slanted to the west.

Orange-red light leaked through the gaps in the treetops, landing on his childish, round face.

He walked very slowly, his mind a chaotic mess.

The Spacetime Turbulence had shattered the God Realm, and he should have completely dissipated, yet he had opened his eyes and returned to the starting point.

He looked ahead at Flender's figure, elongated by the setting sun, and his gaze sank.

Rebirth meant the ability to correct every mistake, every regret, and every impotent choice.

In his past life, he had muddled along until the end, inheriting only a second-class god position.

Phoenix God—it sounded majestic, but when it all boiled down, it was merely a second-class god, incomparable to Tang San's Sea God and Asura God.

He hadn't been able to bring a single person up to the God Realm.

Bai Chenxiang... He suppressed that name.

He had fawned over her for so many years in his past life, but that woman completely ignored him.

Later on, in pursuit of women, he sought out another.

When he later became a god and looked back, he only felt like a joke.

Ma Hongjun's mouth twitched into a self-mocking arc.

Yet this time it was different.

He knew how the path should be walked.

The problem of the Evil Fire Phoenix had to be resolved as early as possible.

The Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower given by Tang San in his past life was the key to purification.

Before that, however, he could no longer walk the old path of his past life.

Evil fire backlashes would make his foundation unstable, directly leading to his failure when competing for the Fire God position later on.

In this lifetime, he would steady his foundation.

Fire God.

A first-class deity.

That was his goal. Anyone who wanted that second-class Phoenix God could have it.

He clenched his fists tightly, ambition surfacing in his eyes.

Right, since he had already been reborn, he had to seize every opportunity.

Right.

Could he also snatch Third Brother's Asura God position?

An even bolder ambition surfaced in Ma Hongjun's heart.

After all, the Asura God was in a rush to run off and retire.

If he performed better than Tang San in this lifetime,

it wasn't impossible to acquire the Asura God position.

Thinking of this, a sharp glint flashed in Ma Hongjun's eyes.

A God King.

Wasn't this much better than a Fire God??

Otherwise, wouldn't his rebirth have been for nothing?

There were still plenty of opportunities on Douluo Continent.

He remembered that in the previous life, Third Brother had obtained the Immortal Herbs at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, right?

After arriving in the God Realm, he discovered that Third Brother had kept his eyes fixed on Douluo Continent the entire time.

He suddenly felt somewhat annoyed.

He hadn't been like Third Brother, checking where else on Douluo Continent there were more treasures.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be feeling somewhat vexed right now, knowing nothing other than the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

"Hongjun! What are you dawdling for? Hurry up!" Flender called out from ahead.

Ma Hongjun cast aside his gloominess and trotted to catch up.

"Coming, coming, Dean."

Flender snorted and said no more.

Ma Hongjun followed closely behind him, his steps brisk while his gaze remained dark and heavy.

The path of this lifetime would be vastly different from his past life.

He would no longer rely on the "casual" charity bestowed by Tang San, nor would he follow behind others as a foil forever suppressed.

His memories of rebirth, the experience of his past life, and his insight into the layout of the God Realm were all in his hands.

He only needed time and opportunity.

He licked his lips.

Bai Chenxiang, just you wait.

In this lifetime, I will make you willingly prostrate yourself at my feet, howling in submission before you even have time to realize!