What to Do When a Child Hits Their Rebellious Phase? Tang Chen: Of Course, Beat Them Hard!

"Di Tian, the God Realm will likely make a move soon. I also need to enter seclusion and cultivate once more, so in the days ahead, you no longer need to keep watch over the human world. Cultivate in peace instead."

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

With the Space Concealment Talisman's help, 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.

As for Di Tian and the other Ferocious Beasts living in the independent space beneath Star Lake, they would not notice them.

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

"Oh, right. If a Soul Beast with cultivation close to a million years arrives here carrying my dragon scale, give him these two talismans and tell him how to use them. Then let him stay beneath Star Lake with you all and wait for my return."

Remembering the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King, Chu Yuan took 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 everything, 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 arts. Di Tian, you are doing all right; at least 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, pointed at him, then pointed at Zi Ji in the distance.

"So, starting today, you will study the Dragon Clan's true arts under me. Especially you." 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 this will likely be painful and difficult, but I hope you can persevere. If you master it, your future combat ability will improve greatly."

Surprise flickered in Zi Ji's purple eyes.

From the time she had been born until reaching her current level of cultivation, she had never heard of these so-called true arts of the Dragon Clan.

"Zi Ji, there is no need to doubt it. The Dragon Clan's true arts require guidance from a powerful member of the Dragon Clan to cultivate. Now that you have the chance to learn them, you should study them diligently. Only then can you truly help ease our lord's burdens."

Di Tian knew of the Dragon Clan's true arts, but before he had the chance to learn them, disaster had befallen the Dragon Clan.

"Mm!" Zi Ji nodded heavily.

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 his offspring!

At the same time, above Shrek Academy.

Tang Chen looked down at Shrek Academy, countless thoughts swirling through his mind.

"I never expected that in just a few short years, things would change so greatly. The person Lord Asura God had chosen once again turned out to be 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 command, intending to take Tang San to Slaughter City and have him obtain Divine Slaughter's Domain.

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

"After I get Xiao San settled, I'll go to Sea God Island and see Xixi. After all these years, I wonder if she has already gotten together with Qian Daoliu..."

What he feared most now was that during the years he had lost his mind, Qian Daoliu had become a god first and married the Bo Saixi he loved.

Once those thoughts settled, Tang Chen's figure suddenly vanished from where he stood.

Meanwhile, in the teachers' dormitory below at Shrek Academy, Tang San had just stepped outside when he ran headlong into Tang Chen, who suddenly appeared before him.

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

As he looked at Tang Chen, killing intent already surfaced in his heart. This man had appeared out of nowhere in Shrek Academy and was even looking at him, the future God King, with such a strange gaze.

Truly,

he had a death wish!

"Child, I am your great-grandfather."

Tang Chen's words were shocking. Though they sounded harmless enough, to Tang San, they were simply outrageous.

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

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

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

"First Soul Skill, Blue Silver Entanglement!"

Tang San instantly released his martial soul, not giving Tang Chen even a moment to react before treating his own great-grandfather to a serving of "motherly entanglement."

Feeling the weak and 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. Why is it this useless martial soul, Blue Silver Grass?"

Tang Chen's mind raced wildly, yet he could not make sense of it no matter how hard he tried.

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

After all, what kind of descendant greeted his own great-grandfather by treating him to a Soul Skill?

"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 a slight shake of his body, shattering the Blue Silver Grass around him. Then he clasped his hands behind his back and spoke calmly to Tang San.

"Wow, he's really arrogant. Impersonating my great-grandfather wasn't enough—he even dares to claim he's 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 simply too outrageous. Did he really think he could say whatever he wanted just because he was strong?

The Tang God King had not even said anything yet!

"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 world is far broader than this tiny bit before your eyes."

Tang San clasped his hands behind his back. Though his body appeared to be only twelve years old, the aura he gave off was remarkably mature.

Tang Chen looked at Tang San and could not help but frown.

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

In the world of Soul Masters, unless they were mortal enemies, lower-level Soul Masters were generally very respectful when facing higher-level Soul Masters.

And even though he had not displayed his strength, merely moving his body slightly had been enough to shatter all that Blue Silver Grass.

That alone showed 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 opponent, but actually started lecturing 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, your great-grandfather has always doted on Hao'er. Naturally, that includes you, Hao'er's child."

"But now, you are already twelve. You have reached your rebellious phase. 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 but grow nervous.

For some reason, just looking at the small black whip in Tang Chen's hand made his backside ache faintly.