How to Handle a Child's Rebellious Phase? Tang Chen: Give Them a Good Beating!

"Di Tian, the God Realm may make a move soon, and I need to enter seclusion to cultivate once more. So, in the days ahead, you need not keep watch over the human world. Cultivate in peace."

Chu Yuan's gaze fell upon Di Tian and the other Ferocious Beasts nearby.

With the help of the Space Concealment Talisman, even if all the gods of the God Realm descended, they would only detect the soul beasts on the surface, even if they entered the Star Dou Forest.

They would not notice Di Tian and the other Ferocious Beasts living within the independent space at the bottom of Star Lake.

"Yes, my lord." Di Tian bowed slightly, his manner reverent.

"Oh, right. If a soul beast with cultivation nearing a million years arrives here carrying my dragon scale, give him these two talismans. Tell him how to use them, then have him stay at the bottom of Star Lake with you and wait for my return."

Remembering the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King, Chu Yuan took out two talismans from the System Space—the Cultivation Talisman and the Lightning-Avoidance Talisman.

Di Tian accepted the two talismans and nodded. "Yes, my lord."

After finishing all this, Chu Yuan's figure vanished before the Ferocious Beasts. He entered the Dragon Tomb, sat cross-legged in midair, and began absorbing the remaining Dragon Qi within it.

"Di Tian, and that little one over there—you may be of the Dragon Clan, but you have learned very little of the Dragon Clan's true supreme abilities. Di Tian, you are doing better, since you have Dragon God's Claw. But that little one has nothing at all."

After Chu Yuan left, the Rank Three God possessed by the souls of the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings suddenly walked up to Di Tian, pointing first at him and then at Zi JI in the distance.

"From today onward, you will learn the Dragon Clan's true abilities from this king, especially you, little one." As the Ice Dragon King's voice fell, he controlled the Rank Three God's body and looked toward Zi JI.

"Your bloodline is somewhat weak. Learning will likely be painful and difficult, but this king hopes you can persevere. If you succeed, it will greatly improve your future combat ability."

Surprise flickered in Zi JI's violet eyes.

From her birth until reaching her current level of cultivation, she had never heard of these so-called true abilities of the Dragon Clan.

"Zi JI, you need not be puzzled. The Dragon Clan's true abilities require the guidance of a powerful Dragon Clan expert to master. Now that you have the chance to learn them, you should cultivate diligently. Only then can you truly help our lord bear his burdens."

Di Tian knew of the Dragon Clan's true abilities. It was simply that before he had the chance to learn them, disaster had befallen the Dragon Clan.

"Mm!" Zi JI nodded firmly.

Her cultivation was far too low. She could not help her lord at all, and she did not want to be a mother dragon who could do nothing for her lord except bear offspring for him!

At the same time, above Shrek Academy.

Tang Chen looked down at Shrek Academy, his thoughts tangled.

"I never expected such tremendous changes in only a few short years. The person Lord Asura God has set his eyes on once more is Hao'er's son."

At that thought, the final trace of gloom in Tang Chen's heart over missing out on the Asura Godhood completely vanished.

So what if he could not inherit the Asura Godhood?

In the end, would it not still be inherited by someone from the Tang family?

Tang Chen had come here under the Asura God's orders, to bring Tang San to Slaughter City and let him obtain Divine Slaughter's Domain.

Moreover, Tang Chen would personally train Tang San, allowing him to combine the Asura God Examination and inherit the Asura Godhood in the shortest possible time!

"Once I settle Xiao San, I'll go to Sea God Island to see Xixi. After all these years, I wonder whether she has already... with Qian Daoliu..."

What he feared most now was that Qian Daoliu had become a god before him during those years when he had lost his mind, and married off his beloved Bo Saixi.

As his thoughts settled, Tang Chen's figure suddenly vanished from where he stood.

Down in the teachers' dormitory of Shrek Academy, Tang San had just walked out when he ran headlong into Tang Chen, who had suddenly appeared before him.

"Who are you?!" Tang San instantly became highly vigilant.

Looking at Tang Chen before him, killing intent rose in his heart. This man had appeared out of nowhere within Shrek Academy and was staring at him, a future God King, with such a strange look.

He truly had a death wish!

"Child, I am your great-grandfather."

Tang Chen's words were shocking. Though there was nothing wrong with them on the surface, to Tang San, they were simply outrageous.

What evil person was this, daring to claim he was the great-grandfather of the future Tang God King? He truly had a death wish!

"You old bastard, I don't care who you are or what you came to Shrek Academy for, but you dare impersonate my ancestor and take advantage of me? You truly have a death wish!"

Forget about a great-grandfather—Tang San did not even know his own grandfather, or even his own mother!

"First Soul Skill, Blue Silver Entanglement!"

Tang San instantly unleashed his martial soul. Without giving Tang Chen any time to react, he treated his own great-grandfather to a round of "mommy's entanglement."

Feeling the feeble Blue Silver Grass wrapped around him, Tang Chen could not help but frown.

"Strange. Isn't Xiao San Hao'er's son? Then his martial soul should be the Clear Sky Hammer. How could it be this useless martial soul, Blue Silver Grass?"

Tang Chen's mind spun wildly, yet he could not make sense of it.

"Forget it. I should ask the child later. For now, I should first clear up this misunderstanding between us."

After all, what kind of descendant treated his own great-grandfather to a soul skill the moment they met?

"Child, my name is Tang Chen. Your father, Tang Hao, is this old man's grandson. Do you understand my identity now?"

Tang Chen gave his body a slight shake, shattering the Blue Silver Grass around him. Then, with his hands behind his back, he calmly spoke to Tang San.

"Wow, how arrogant. Impersonating my great-grandfather wasn't enough—he even dares claim to be my father's grandfather. This old bastard truly has a death wish!"

Tang San thought viciously.

Although the man before him was powerful, his words were utterly outrageous. Did he really think he could spout nonsense just because he was strong?

The Tang God King had not even said anything yet!

"You old bastard, don't think that having a little strength means you can spout nonsense. There are plenty of people on this continent stronger than you. The vastness of this world is far beyond this tiny bit you see before you."

Tang San clasped his hands behind his back. Though his body was only that of a twelve-year-old, the aura he gave off was remarkably mature.

Tang Chen looked at Tang San before him and could not help frowning.

"How did Hao'er educate his child? Why is Xiao San's temperament so rude?"

In the soul master world, unless they were mortal enemies, lower-level soul masters were generally very respectful when facing higher-level soul masters.

Even though he had not displayed his strength, merely the slight movement of his body that shattered all that Blue Silver Grass—

was enough to show that he was countless times stronger than Tang San.

With such an obvious gap in strength, Tang San not only showed no reverence toward a stronger expert, but even tried to lecture him?

He had to properly educate this child on Hao'er's behalf. Otherwise, how would he inherit the Asura Godhood in the future? How would he lead the Clear Sky Sect?

"Hehe, child, originally, your great-grandfather loved Hao'er dearly. Naturally, that included you, Hao'er's child."

"But now, you are already twelve, and your rebellious phase has arrived. Do you know how your father Tang Hao got through his rebellious phase?"

Tang Chen cruelly took a small black whip from his Storage Soul Tool, one that had beaten Tang Hao, Tang Xiao, and Tang San's grandfather.

"Y-you... what are you going to do?"

Seeing Tang Chen's cruel smile, Tang San could not help becoming nervous.

For some reason, the moment he looked at the small black whip in Tang Chen's hand, he felt a faint pain in his backside.