Tang Wutong: I Want to Go Back to the Divine Realm!

"Hmph! It's only the White Tiger Duke's Mansion. If not for Uncle Dai, I'd send your whole family flying!"

After being called out for using too much force, Tang Wutong had just left Yan Shaozhe's office and was walking down the path with a spring in her step.

At the sight of the Freshmen Dormitory Building just ahead, Tang Wutong blinked, then put on an innocent face and glanced around.

Once she saw that no one was nearby, she darted toward the back of the building.

"That wretched Xiang Jun! How dare he leave without waiting for me? He's asking for it!"

Tang Wutong gave a haughty snort. Suppressing her aura as much as she could, she followed the route she remembered and tiptoed beneath Dormitory 108's window.

"Let's see what Xiang Jun is up to! Heh heh heh~"

Hidden by the bushes, Tang Wutong seemed to let her true nature loose, a sly, wicked grin spreading across her face.

"Mmm~"

Just then, an odd sound reached Tang Wutong's ears. Her expression froze.

What was that?

That sounded like Huo Yuhao...

Tang Wutong frowned and pricked up her ears.

"Senior Xiang Jun, please be gentle..."

"Relax. If you're too tight, I can't get in."

"W-wait! Not there!"

"Ahhh—!!!"

"Phew, I'm finally in~ Now I'm going to start!"

Their scandalous exchange, coupled with the pain and faint pleasure in Huo Yuhao's voice, shook Tang Wutong's entire understanding of the world.

What were they doing?

They must be cultivating... right?

Tang Wutong forced a strained smile. She wanted to stand up and confirm her guess, but she feared seeing something she would never be able to forget.

No wonder Xiang Jun was always so indifferent to me. So this was the kind of person he was...

You're the successor to the divine position Dad chose himself! How could you go down the wrong path?

Tang Wutong leaned against the wall, all strength draining from her body. She slowly slid down and slumped to the ground, utterly dejected.

Looking up at the cloudless sky, Tang Wutong felt a pain in her heart unlike anything she had known before. She had no idea what to do with it.

Dad, Mom, Douluo Continent is terrifying. Xiao Qi wants to go back to the Divine Realm...

Boo-hoo...

"Yuhao, try meditating and see how it feels." Inside Dormitory 108, Xiang Jun slowly rose and smiled at Huo Yuhao.

Xiang Jun had thought he'd taken the blockages in Huo Yuhao's meridians seriously enough. As it turned out, he had still underestimated them...

At his words, Huo Yuhao obediently climbed off the bed. Her already flushed face had turned even redder; if one looked closely, one could almost see wisps of white steam rising from her head.

Her gaze flicked discreetly below Xiang Jun's waist. Huo Yuhao hastily pushed aside her stray thoughts, held her breath, and entered a meditative state.

Watching Huo Gua, Xiang Jun fell into thought.

Was Huo Yun'er's soul still in Tang God King's hands at this point, or had she returned to the Underworld?

I'll have to ask Poseidon when I get the chance.

While Xiang Jun was deep in thought, Huo Yuhao emerged from meditation. She stared at her hands, her bright eyes filled with disbelief.

Was this... really me?

I could cultivate this fast?

The joy of her newfound cultivation speed nearly brought Huo Yuhao to tears. She hurriedly stood and bowed deeply to Xiang Jun. "Senior Xiang Jun, I..."

Huo Yuhao wanted to thank him, but she realized she had nothing of value to offer in return beyond words. Her thanks caught in her throat.

"Don't overthink it. It was hardly any trouble. The boost to your meditation will only last a week at most, so make good use of it."

Xiang Jun ruffled Huo Yuhao's head. To his surprise, her hair felt rather nice.

"Oh, and you don't need to call me 'Senior' anymore. If you don't mind, call me Big Brother Xiang Jun."

Looking at the smiling figure before her, more than a head taller than she was, Huo Yuhao suddenly wanted to throw herself into Xiang Jun's arms and cry.

"I will, Big Brother Xiang Jun! I'll work hard!" Huo Gua clenched her fists, her voice firm.

Seeing Huo Yuhao eagerly return to meditation, Xiang Jun nodded in satisfaction.

Keep at it, kid. Before long, I'll take you with me to kick Tang God King right in the ass!

Xiang Jun sat back down on his bed and, with nothing else to do, decided to pass the time cultivating.

A faint golden light glowed at his brow. When Xiang Jun opened his eyes again, his surroundings had changed completely. Before him stood a magnificent Crystal Palace!

Xiang Jun had long since grown used to this. After climbing all one thousand and one steps, he watched the Crystal Palace's doors open on their own.

Strange murals covered both sides of the corridor leading to the main hall. One depicted a young man wielding a trident as he faced a terrifying sea beast alone.

At the end of the corridor, the space opened up before Xiang Jun.

Deep within the hall, Poseidon sat on the Crystal Throne, holding a book and chuckling to himself. He had none of the dignity one might expect from the first Sea God.

Hm?

Was that... Young A Bin?!

Wait, where did you even get that book?

"Senior, you're a god, for heaven's sake. Don't you have anything important to do?" Xiang Jun asked, his eye twitching.

"Important? The most important thing I can do right now is train you into the third Sea God, then have you jab that Tang Family Kid in the ass with Seagod's Trident!"

Poseidon had sensed Xiang Jun's arrival long ago, but he kept his head down and his eyes fixed on the book.

Xiang Jun shook his head. From the way Poseidon gritted his teeth, he could tell just how outrageous Tang God King's actions had been after becoming the Sea God.

"Heh, Senior Poseidon, I've pretty much mastered the first three forms of the Golden Thirteen Halberds. As for the remaining ten..." Xiang Jun rubbed his hands together. His meaning was clear.

Back then, Poseidon had worried that giving Xiang Jun too much at once would be counterproductive, so he had taught him only the first three forms of the Golden Thirteen Halberds.

Years had passed since then, and Xiang Jun had long since mastered those three forms.

"Oh?"

At that, Poseidon finally looked up. He tossed the book aside, flew down from the throne, and slowly circled Xiang Jun twice.