Tang Chen: My Great-Grandson Tang San Is a Qilin Child!

"Great-Grandfather, could you bring my companions here too, so they can cultivate with me? Oh, and my teacher as well."

"He is not only the continent's greatest theoretical master, but also the inheritor of the Fart God!"

Tang San's gaze was earnest. He did not care much about the others from Shrek, but Xiao Wu had to stay by his side.

After all, Xiao Wu was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, the one who made his heart race the most, the one he most wanted to take as his partner!

"The continent's greatest theoretical master?"

"In just over a decade, such an extraordinary person has appeared on the continent?"

Tang Chen was somewhat surprised. In his era, talent had flourished, yet no one had dared call themselves the continent's greatest theoretical master.

One could only imagine how exceptional the teacher his fine great-grandson spoke of, the one bearing the title of the continent's greatest theoretical master, must be!

"Well, Little San, I'll need to ask Lord Asura God. If he agrees, your companions may enter this place and cultivate with you."

The Asura God had not said that anyone else could enter Slaughter City to cultivate, so Tang Chen naturally did not dare make the decision himself.

"Alright, then thank you, Great-Grandfather."

Tang San called him Great-Grandfather with remarkable ease.

First, because he lacked love and yearned for familial affection. Second, because the other man had proven his martial soul, knew his father's name so well, and was a subordinate of the senior Asura God. With all that, how could he possibly be lying?

"Hahaha!"

"Good child, don't worry. If your companions and teacher cannot enter Slaughter City to cultivate with you, then your Great-Grandfather will bring them to our Clear Sky Sect. The cultivation resources there will suit them well too!"

Tang Chen laughed and patted Tang San on the shoulder.

Look at that. After his little combo, Tang San had become so obedient!

Though Tang San's backside had suffered for it.

After saying that, Tang Chen vanished from the hall. As for Tang San, he lay sprawled on the large bed in the hall, quietly enjoying the treatment from the maid Tang Chen had found to tend to his injuries.

After a while, Tang Chen returned. However, when he looked at Tang San, there was a hint of apology on his face.

"Sorry, Little San. Lord Asura God said that you may bring your teacher here, but not your companions. And if you wish to bring your companions here, then within three years, your Soul Power must break through to the Soul Saint level."

Tang San's eyes widened at once, and he looked at Tang Chen in disbelief.

"Great-Grandfather, you're not joking, are you? I'm only a Soul Elder right now. Breaking through to Soul Saint within three years—is that even possible?"

In three years, even if he cultivated with his life on the line, he could at most break through to Soul Ancestor!

"Little San, have you forgotten? I told you before that you can devour the Soul Power of those you kill here. Reaching Soul Saint within three years will be difficult, but as long as you work harder and kill faster, there is still hope."

Now that Tang San was the Asura God's inheritor, it meant that the Soul Power of participants he killed in the Killing Arena would not be absorbed by Hell Road. Instead, all of it would be devoured by Tang San.

With that, the speed at which Tang San's Soul Power increased would reach an unimaginable level.

"But..." Hearing Tang Chen's words, a complicated look appeared on Tang San's face.

"Little San, you need not have any reservations. Everyone who comes here is an evil person who has committed every kind of atrocity and slaughtered innocents. They are called Fallen Ones, so you need not feel any hesitation in killing them."

"The more you kill, the more scourges you remove from the world of soul masters!"

At those words, a sharp glint flashed through Tang San's eyes.

"Great-Grandfather, I understand. These evil people are steeped in sin. Senior Asura God wants to temper my killing intent, while also tempering my will in Slaughter City, to see whether I will lose myself after prolonged slaughter and become a Fallen One who lets killing replace thought!"

Tang San's voice rose with excitement. Having lived with his teacher, the world's greatest theoretical master, for so long,

he had inherited a fraction of his teacher's true teachings. It could be said that his wisdom far surpassed that of his previous life.

Asura God: Was that what I meant? How come I didn't know?

At this moment, Tang Chen also looked as though he had suddenly understood.

"Little San, you're right. That Golden Dragon King thing was merely a smokescreen. What Lord Asura God truly wants is to see whether you can maintain your reason after prolonged slaughter and not let killing replace thought."

Little San truly was the qilin child of our Tang family!

So intelligent—he would surely lead the Clear Sky Sect to even greater heights!

"Great-Grandfather, I will definitely satisfy Lord Asura God!" Tang San looked equally excited.

"Good, Little San. Let's go bring your teacher here first. Then we'll take your companions back to our Clear Sky Sect. Come to think of it, I haven't returned to the sect in many years. I wonder how the sect is doing now."

A trace of longing surfaced in Tang Chen's eyes. That was the sect he had founded with his own hands, and his son and the others were all there.

How could he not want to return and see it?

"Mhm, Great-Grandfather. I'll listen to everything you say."

Inside the teachers' dormitory at Shrek Academy, Yu Xiaogang lay on his bed, his face overflowing with joy.

"Teacher, that is what happened. Great-Grandfather and I came to bring you to Slaughter City, so that you can cultivate alongside your disciple."

Tang San sat by the bed and spoke to Yu Xiaogang.

Tang Chen stood behind him, but there was a trace of confusion in his eyes.

"Strange. Didn't Little San say his teacher was the continent's greatest theoretical master, and also the inheritor of the Fart God? Why is his Soul Power even lower than Little San's?"

Tang Chen did not think too deeply about it. What if he had simply misjudged the man?

After all, Yu Xiaogang was also the inheritor of a god. Though Tang Chen did not know what kind of god the Fart God was, a god was still a god. How weak could he be?

"Senior Tang Chen, I grew up listening to your stories!"

Yu Xiaogang's eyes burned with fervor. Having grown up under his father Yu Yuanzhen, he had often heard his father tell stories about this legendary figure!

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang looked at the disciple who made him proud, and a trace of regret could not help appearing in his eyes.

"What a pity. If you had still been guarding the Clear Sky Sect back then, Little San and his father would not have been driven to such a state by Spirit Hall."

As soon as he finished speaking, the room fell into sudden silence. Feeling the atmosphere in the room, Yu Xiaogang could not help looking toward Tang Chen.

Tang Chen's face was filled with confusion.

What did he mean, Little San and Hao'er being driven to such a state by Spirit Hall?

The Clear Sky Sect and Spirit Hall had always stayed out of each other's affairs. Moreover, Qian Daoliu was his old friend. No matter what, the Clear Sky Sect should never have clashed with Spirit Hall.

"My friend, I encountered some difficulties a few years ago, so I know nothing of what has happened in the outside world over the past decade or so. Could you tell me what has happened between the Clear Sky Sect and Spirit Hall these past years?"

Hearing that, Yu Xiaogang was naturally more than willing.

After all, those evil people of Spirit Hall had all looked down on him before.

Such an evil force should have been destroyed long ago. This time, Tang Chen could first go cause some trouble at Spirit Hall.

Then, once he became the Fart God, he would surely settle accounts with Spirit Hall. Those people were too foolish to know their place, daring to humiliate him, Grandmaster Yu.