"The so-called evolution-type Martial Soul was something I came up with over the past few days."
"It's very simple: it lets a Martial Soul evolve in a better direction."
"Across the entire Douluo Continent, this is unprecedented. Some people have never even thought of it."
"Their idea for making Martial Souls evolve and improve is to have two powerful Soul Masters unite and produce offspring with better talent."
"Little Li's Catgirl Facial Cleanser, however, is special."
"It can wash away impurities in a person's body and replenish the substances they need."
"Isn't that helping someone change for the better?"
"That is the theory of evolution."
After steadying herself, Tang Hao explained it to Tang San and Luo Li with great care.
Luo Li acted surprised and hurriedly chimed in:
"Auntie Tang, really? Is my Martial Soul really that amazing?"
"Brother Luo Li, how could Mom possibly lie to us?"
"So Brother Luo Li was the most amazing one among us all along. I knew it, meow."
Tang San spoke with a beaming smile.
Then she looked at her catgirl mother with boundless admiration, her gaze growing even more fervent.
She raised both hands above her head, and even the cat tail behind her stuck straight up.
Then she bounced up and down, shouting with utter delight:
"Mom is so amazing! Mom is the best!"
"What sort of Martial Soul Grandmaster is Yu Xiaogang compared to Mom?"
"Mom is the smartest person in this world. The title of Grandmaster should belong to Mom, meow."
"No, no, no, Mom is far more than a Grandmaster. She's practically a divine master, an immortal master."
Having earned her daughter's recognition, Tang Hao felt warm inside.
Was this what it felt like to be acknowledged by family?
In the past, she had been the youngest genius on the Douluo Continent, praised by countless people.
Whether it was Ah Yin or the people of the Clear Sky Sect, they had all gathered around her.
Yet the warmth they had given her back then fell far short of what this tiny cat-eared girl, Tang San, gave her now.
At that thought, Tang Hao's gaze grew even firmer.
She had to protect this warmth.
And her wife, Ah Yin.
In the past, she had been powerless to do anything for her wife.
But now she had met Luo Li, whose Martial Soul was so miraculous.
As long as he was nurtured into a Titled Douluo and gained an even better Soul Skill, might he be able to help bring her wife Ah Yin back to life?
No, no, no, he definitely could.
Tang Hao was utterly fixated on this, even a little crazed.
She had to bring Ah Yin back to life. She had to give Little San a perfect family.
"Mom?"
Tang Hao still could not completely conceal her emotions.
As she thought about this, her expression kept shifting dramatically, even becoming a little frightening.
Both little catgirl Tang San and Luo Li could sense it keenly.
But Tang San knew her mother would never hurt her.
Her catgirl mother must have thought of her real mother.
So little Tang San reached out and took Tang Hao's hand, using her own warmth to heal her mother.
At the sight, Luo Li's heart suddenly trembled, and he hurriedly copied Tang San, taking her catgirl mother Tang Hao's other hand.
Hiss, this catgirl was so soft and dewy!
Just touching that fair, slender, jade-like hand made him feel incredibly comfortable.
It was like stroking a piece of mutton-fat white jade.
Luo Li could not help swallowing softly.
If he took a bite of this, it would definitely taste incredibly delicious.
If this little hand alone was so delicious, what about the other parts?
This made little Luo Li involuntarily look up.
Yet the result was easy to imagine.
He could not see Tang Hao's current expression at all, nor that stunning, coldly beautiful face.
It was entirely because two enormous things, each bigger than Luo Li's head, blocked his view.
Tang San, looking up from the other side, felt the same way.
Good grief, how could one person possess such terrifyingly enormous things?
Looking up from below, that overwhelming pressure made both Tang San and Luo Li feel as though they were facing a primordial beast.
Suddenly, Tang San glanced at Luo Li.
She saw Luo Li staring so entranced at her mother, at her catgirl mother's magnificent, enormous things.
For some reason, she could not help lowering her head to look at her own little Want Want buns.
A strange feeling arose in her heart.
In short, she felt very, very uncomfortable.
On the one hand, why was hers so very, very meager, when she was clearly a woman now too?
On the other hand, it was enormous, and the feeling was intense too.
It also made her snort inwardly.
Her little foot could not help lifting slightly before stomping down hard.
Although it hardly made a sound, Tang San knew she was very angry now.
That hateful pervert Luo Li actually dared to ogle her mother like that.
He really did have designs on her catgirl mother.
At last, Tang San could no longer stand it and rammed straight into Luo Li.
She made Luo Li release his grip and stumble back two or three steps.
Luo Li was puzzled. What was little Tang San trying to do now?
Why had she bumped into him for no reason?
Was something wrong with her head?
He hadn't finished admiring the view yet.
Little Tang San merely shot Luo Li a resentful glare.
Then she hopped over and grabbed both of Tang Hao's hands.
Tang Hao was feeling rather uncomfortable now too.
Because when she lowered her head, she could not see the two little ones.
With no other choice, she could only crouch down, holding little Tang San's hands in both of hers as she gave a gentle smile and said:
"I'm sorry, Little San. Mom lost control of her emotions just now."
"Mom apologizes to you."
Little Tang San hurriedly threw herself into Tang Hao's arms, rubbed her head against Tang Hao, and shook her head as she said:
"It's all right, Mom. I know you would never hurt me, meow."
As Tang Hao crouched down, Luo Li instantly felt as though a chair had appeared before him.
And it was the sort of massage chair with a groove in it, at that.
He dared not imagine how comfortable it would be to plant his bottom on it.
After little Tang San knocked Luo Li away, he soon realized what she was thinking.
His words were dismissive. This little thing was jealous.
Whatever. She was just a little Tang San. How big a storm could she stir up?
And now his gaze was completely drawn to Tang Hao.
This catgirl mother truly possessed peerless grace.
He saw little Tang San throw herself into her arms, rubbing against her so comfortably.
Luo Li also put on an incredibly concerned, gentle smile and approached Tang Hao.
He nestled into her surging, billowing embrace and smiled at her as he said:
"Auntie, we know something is weighing on your mind."
"You don't want us to worry too much, either, but the more you act like this, Auntie, the more Little San and I worry."
As he spoke, Luo Li's expression grew a little more serious.
"Auntie, if you think of us as family, don't keep it from us."
"If you say what's on your mind, it'll be good for you, and Little San and I can help shoulder some of your burden too."
As Luo Li spoke, he rested his chin on Tang Hao's majestic cliff, his arms wrapped around it as well.
But his arms were still too small, making him look like a child trying to embrace a century-old tree.
Of course, it felt far more comfortable than hugging a hard old tree.
It was simply an enormous mass of clouds.
Especially with his chin resting on top and sinking into it, every inch of his skin was enveloped in softness.
On top of that, with every breath he took while speaking, that rich milky fragrance surged into him so strongly that his soul nearly ascended to heaven.
In short, one word summed it up: so very velvety~
But while Luo Li was comfortable, he completely failed to notice Tang San's dark gaze beside him, or her little pouting mouth.