The Sky Screen's Majesty

[You have 10 minutes to answer. Please make your choice.]

The sky screen's voice faded, leaving only rows of options and an hourglass symbolizing the remaining time upon the screen.

That hourglass measured how long everyone had to answer.

At the same time, sheets of rainbow-colored paper fell into their hands.

Clearly, they needed to write their answers on these sheets.

It was not only those required to answer who could see the questions displayed by the sky screen. Every living being on the Douluo Continent could see them.

The creatures of the Douluo Continent could see more than just the questions. They could also see how everyone answering within the space was doing.

Meanwhile, the sky screen's voice rang out beside Lin Yang's ear again.

[Question setter, please establish an exclusive mission and rules for the special respondent.]

Lin Yang thought for a few minutes, and a mission for Tang San gradually took shape in his mind.

[Tang San, special respondent, your special mission is now being issued. Please complete it.]

[Special mission: do not allow anyone to discover your identity. If anyone identifies you, the consequence will be erasure!]

[Special rule: do not deliberately give an incorrect answer. If discovered, the consequence will be erasure!]

[Generous rewards will be granted upon completion of the mission. Please take it seriously.]

At that voice, a pained expression appeared on Tang San's face. I don't want any rewards! Can't I just live my life in peace?

I'm already a God King. What use could even the best rewards be?

Most importantly, the options provided by the sky screen were outright slandering his reputation.

Since when was I the illegitimate son of Bibi Dong and my father?

And when did I become the son of my teacher and Aunt Yu Erlong?

If this gets out, won't my reputation on the Douluo Continent be ruined?

And this sky screen even knows I transmigrated from another world. That's my greatest secret!

Tang San still did not know that these questions were appearing across the entire Douluo Continent. He thought only the people within this space could see them.

Looking at the sheet of rainbow-colored paper that had appeared before him, Tang San did not immediately write down his answer. Instead, he planned to observe everyone's expressions before deciding what to do.

He vaguely sensed that the sky screen was not so simple. Judging by its insistence that he not reveal his identity, something else would probably happen later.

But he had no idea what that might be.

Tang Ya was delighted when she saw the question provided by the sky screen.

As the current sect master of the Tang Sect, how could I possibly not know the origins of our founding ancestor?

What an absolute joke!

But once she got a clear look at the options the sky screen had provided, Tang Ya could no longer smile.

"Slander! This is outright slander! This sky screen is spouting nonsense! It's disrespecting the founding ancestor of our Tang Sect!"

Tang Ya looked utterly indignant, her mood thoroughly soured, as though the choices on the sky screen were about her rather than Tang San.

Huo Yuhao looked at her, understanding why his Teacher Xiaoya was so upset.

Huo Yuhao knew that if these options spread any further, all sorts of wild rumors would circulate on the Douluo Continent, even if the correct answer eventually became public.

People did not like accurate history. They believed only what they heard, so the more outrageous a rumor was, the longer it tended to spread.

If there had been anything he could do about the sky screen, even Huo Yuhao would have wanted to teach it a lesson.

Because, to him at this point, Tang San was his idol.

Suddenly, Huo Yuhao heard an even angrier voice coming from beside him.

That voice belonged to Wang Dong.

"Damn it! Damn it all! I'll smash this damned sky screen!"

Wang Dong's voice brimmed with boundless fury, as though the sky screen had committed some heinous crime.

By the time Huo Yuhao turned to look at him, Wang Dong had actually summoned his Martial Soul.

It was a pair of blue butterfly wings. The colors at the tips of the forewings shifted continuously between dark blue, vivid blue, and pale blue. The entire surface resembled a blue sky inlaid with a brilliant, V-shaped halo.

And the owner of those wings seemed intent on approaching the sky screen and smashing it.

Huo Yuhao was stunned. He could not understand what madness had possessed Wang Dong, and hurriedly shouted.

"Wang Dong, what are you doing? Come back right now! You can't shatter that sky screen!"

But Wang Dong had already lost his head. He cared only about flying toward the sky screen and could not hear a thing.

Most of the people in the space were drawn by the commotion, unable to understand what Wang Dong was trying to do.

No one spoke up to stop him, because they all wanted to know what would happen if someone challenged the sky screen.

None of this lasted long. Wang Dong had been flying upward for only a few seconds when an enormous finger appeared within the space and pressed him back down.

Then the solemn, majestic voice rang out again.

[Wang Dong, this is your first warning. If it happens again, you will be erased!]

There was no anger in the sky screen's voice, as though it were the unfeeling Heavenly Dao itself, yet its words made everyone tremble involuntarily.

By the time this spectacle was over, more than half the sand in the hourglass overhead had run out, meaning little time remained to answer.

Huo Yuhao caught Wang Dong in his arms as he fell. Fortunately, there was no gravity here, so a fall from any height could not do much harm.

Only then did Wang Dong regain his senses.

In truth, even he did not understand why he had been so angry. He knew that Tang San was the Tang Sect's first sect master, and that, as someone from the Clear Sky Sect, he himself had inseparable ties to Tang San.

Otherwise, he would not have agreed to Tang Ya's invitation to join the Tang Sect earlier.

Even so, Wang Dong felt he should not have been so furious that he lost his head. This was completely unlike his usual self.

It was as though a voice in his heart would not allow him to hear anything bad about Tang San.

Huo Yuhao glanced at the hourglass overhead. Knowing there was little time left, he reminded Wang Dong.

"Wang Dong, are you feeling any better? Time's almost up. We need to answer."

Wang Dong came back to himself, took out the colored sheet of paper, glanced at the options in the sky, and decisively wrote down "two."

"Option two?"

Huo Yuhao murmured, unsure which option he should choose.

Although option two was clearly the most reasonable, it still differed from the version he had heard since childhood.

The legends he had heard growing up all said that Tang San, the Tang Sect's first sect master, had lived in a village with his father as a child.

Only after growing up had he acknowledged his ancestry, returned to the Clear Sky Sect, and founded the Tang Sect. They had never mentioned him growing up in the Clear Sky Sect.

Now, however, the options provided by the sky screen differed from those legends, leaving Huo Yuhao hesitant.

Could all those legends be false?

Tang Ya had made her choice long ago. Seeing that her little junior brother still had not chosen, she could not help growing anxious and spoke up to remind him.

"Little junior brother, what's there to hesitate over? Pick option two!"