Meanwhile, Tang Hao also looked at Xiao Wu and began smoothing things over for his son.
"As you now know, Little San's mother was also a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast."
"You're Little San's future wife. Rest assured, I'll protect you too."
Xiao Wu felt warmth in her heart at those words.
But then she realized that this was the third time the mystery of Tang Wutong's origins had been sidestepped.
She immediately turned a brooding gaze on Tang San.
"Thank you, Uncle. But Third Brother, you have to explain this Tang Wutong business to me today."
Tang San had only just caught his breath when he nearly spat out a mouthful of blood again.
Were girls really this persistent about such things?
But the problem was, how old was he now? How could he know what rotten things he had done in the future?
Did he have to carry the blame for his future self too?
Tang San could only point to the heavens and swear.
"Xiao Wu, you have to believe me!"
"If I, Tang San, ever betray Xiao Wu, may five bolts of heavenly lightning strike me down, and may I never be reincarnated!"
Hearing this, Xiao Wu nodded, her eyes reddening.
"I knew Third Brother loved me most."
Feeling Xiao Wu throw herself into his arms, Tang San breathed a sigh of relief.
He wished he could travel ten thousand years into the future and give his future self two resounding slaps.
Making twelve-year-old me wipe your ass for you-have you no shame?
The world of Douluo II.
The Divine Realm.
Sea God Tang San's predicament was much the same as that of Tang San ten thousand years earlier.
Xiao Wu asked with a beaming smile, "Third Brother, explain this to me. What's going on?"
Tang San gave a wry smile. "I don't know what's going on either. Don't you know better than anyone? Wutong came out of your belly."
To be honest, Tang San was utterly bewildered too.
He was the pure and unsullied Third Young Master Tang. How could he possibly cheat?
He had never imagined that his daughter would awaken the Light Goddess Butterfly. Could it really be a Martial Soul mutation?
Innately evil Lin Hao, how dare you slander me like this! You're courting death!
The modern world.
Tang Wutong stamped her feet in fury.
"Bullshit! It's all bullshit!"
"The feeling of blood connecting me to my parents can't lie. You're making things up!"
"Lin Hao, if you keep spouting nonsense, don't blame this young lady for getting rough!"
Hearing this, Lin Hao waved a hand and said:
"You're getting worked up. Look, you're getting worked up again."
"You can't blame me for that. That's how the author wrote it. Blame the author if you want to blame someone."
Tang Wutong was left speechless, inwardly seething.
Lin Hao then tried to patch things up.
"But think about it. It actually makes sense."
"Your mother was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soft Bone Rabbit who took human form. That means you inherited half your blood from a Soul Beast."
"And your father, Tang San, has half-human blood and half Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline. By that calculation, he passed on another quarter human blood and a quarter Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline to you."
"So you're three-quarters Soul Beast and one-quarter human. Maybe that's what caused the mutation."
Tang Wutong grew even angrier at this. "So you're saying I'm not human?"
Lin Hao's words shattered her composure. She bared her teeth and brandished her claws, about to pounce on him.
She looked very much as though she wanted to bite him.
Lin Hao promptly hid behind Gu Yuena, circling around her.
"Gu Yuena, aren't you going to rein in this Soul Beast under your command?"
If Tang Wutong were serious, he would use Emotion Points. But this young lady clearly only wanted to vent her anger.
So he simply used the Silver Dragon King as a shield.
Gu Yuena: "..."
The noble, aloof Silver Dragon King's lips twitched wildly.
Hearing this, she fully understood that Lin Hao knew her identity as the common sovereign of Soul Beasts.
She stepped in front of Tang Wutong.
"Stop. No more fooling around."
"We know very little about this world we've come to. We still need to rely on Lin Hao here."
Tang Wutong snorted. "I'll let you off for now."
Hearing this, Lin Hao thought viciously:
Hmph, young lady, once I get enough Emotion Points, just see how I deal with you.
He also wondered whether Tang Wutong could drop a Soul Ring or offer herself as a sacrifice.
"Stop fighting. The story's starting again."
Qian Renxue spoke irritably.
On the television, the story continued.
Tang San and Old Jack had arrived at the gates of Nuoding Soul Master Academy.
The classic scene was here.
A highlight among highlights: a mere gatekeeper stopped the pair, looked down on Tang San for coming from the countryside, assumed the certificate from Spirit Hall was forged, and even shoved Old Jack.
Seeing this, Tang Wutong's anger flared again. She had just been slandered herself, and now she was watching a gatekeeper look down on her father.
"What country bumpkins? They're the country bumpkins!"
Lin Hao snarked, "Aren't you just like this gatekeeper? Everyone you see is a country bumpkin."
Tang Wutong choked with anger. "You, you, you, you..."
Seeing Lin Hao actually compare her to this gatekeeper nearly infuriated her to death.
Qian Renxue said with a smile, "It seems the gatekeepers at this Soul Master Academy really have poor manners. Their attitude isn't even as good as our Spirit Hall's Soul Grandmaster's."
Hearing this, Tang Wutong glared at Qian Renxue.
Not to be outdone, Qian Renxue glared back.
"What are you looking at?"
"If you dare provoke me again, once I return to the Douluo Continent, I'll have Grandpa find Tang San and kill him first."
Hearing this, Tang Wutong wilted.
She had never expected Qian Renxue to be so ruthless.
If she implicated her father from ten thousand years ago, that would be disastrous.
Besides, judging by how Qian Renxue had yet to become a god, her father probably had not become one either. If Qian Daoliu really caught him, that would be disastrous.
Still, she believed her grandfather would protect her father.
Meanwhile, as Tang Wutong was frightened into submission, Lin Hao burst out laughing.
Qian Renxue's expression stiffened, and she asked coldly, "What's so funny?"
Lin Hao snarked:
"Can't I laugh at how stupid your grandpa is?"
Qian Renxue's expression turned hostile.
"Lin Hao! You dare insult my grandpa?"
In her heart, her grandfather had always been her only close family.
She would not let anyone speak ill of him.
Lin Hao spread his hands.
"If I tell you your grandpa's stupid, you can still go back and get him to correct his mistakes."
"If I don't tell you, when your grandpa really is done for, you won't be laughing."
Qian Renxue snorted coldly. "My grandpa is a rank ninety-nine Limit Douluo. Why would he need your advice?"
Lin Hao curled his lip.
"So what if he's a rank ninety-nine Limit Douluo?"
"I even know that your grandpa is called invincible in the sky!"
"But isn't he stupid? When he fought Tang Chen, he clearly had a ranged advantage and control of the skies, yet he insisted on fighting Tang Chen at close quarters. Isn't that ridiculous?"
"Tang Chen has a tool Martial Soul, with all his points put into strength. He specializes in close combat, smashing people with a hammer, yet you meet him head-on."
"He deserved to lose, and he even promised never to set foot at the Clear Sky Sect's mountain gates."
Qian Renxue: "..."
As the Angel Clan's heir, she had grown up listening to legends about her grandfather. With Lin Hao laying it out in such detail, it did seem that her grandfather was adorably stupid.
She retorted, "My grandpa was upholding the spirit of the angels."
Lin Hao said, "You're just like Tang Wutong."
Hearing this, Tang Wutong immediately prepared to hiss.
But the moment she remembered that Spirit Hall from ten thousand years ago might target her father, her bristling fur immediately smoothed down again.
The world of Douluo I.
Shrek Academy.
Tang San was stunned to hear about a rank ninety-nine Limit Douluo.
He turned to his father, Tang Hao, beside him and asked, "Dad, just who is Qian Renxue's grandfather?"
Tang Hao said gravely:
"He is one of the strongest humans alive today, the rank ninety-nine Titled Douluo, Qian Daoliu."
"Back then, Qian Daoliu was as renowned as your great-grandfather Tang Chen. I thought he had already died. I never expected him to still be alive."
Everyone present paled. They had never expected Spirit Hall to still have such a powerful figure.
Seeing their shock, Tang Hao waved a hand.
"Don't worry. He disdains attacking juniors. When they were hunting down Ah Yin and me, Qian Daoliu never took action."
Tang Hao himself was uncertain. This undoubtedly meant entrusting their lives to someone else's hands.
Spirit Hall.
Watching the Sky Screen, Second Worship Golden Crocodile Douluo came to his senses and sought out Great Enshrined Qian Daoliu.
"Great Enshrined, there is some truth to what Xiao Xue said."
"If Tang San becomes a god in the future, he will surely pose an enormous threat to Spirit Hall. Should we send someone to intercept and kill him?"
Qian Daoliu shook his head.
He had his own confidence and pride. He could not bring himself to kill a child.
Hearing Qian Daoliu refuse, a trace of helplessness flashed through Golden Crocodile Douluo's eyes.
But Qian Daoliu was more concerned about something else.
"Golden Crocodile, tell me honestly."
"Am I really as stupid as that Lin Hao said?"
"Is that how everyone sees this old man?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo hesitated.
He really wanted to say that Lin Hao was not wrong. Did the Great Enshrined really have no self-awareness?
In his view, the Great Enshrined was good in every way, except that he was a little too much of a nice guy.
Tang Chen had a tool Martial Soul and needed to get close to unleash his greatest strength.
With his Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, the Great Enshrined could clearly have guaranteed victory simply by kiting Tang Chen, yet he insisted on close combat.
Sensing Golden Crocodile Douluo's silence, Qian Daoliu understood somewhat.
So in everyone's eyes, he was that stupid fool.
But after so many years, he could not change even if he wanted to.
He could only pin his hopes on Qian Renxue.
"The most important thing now is figuring out how to bring Xiao Xue back to us."
Golden Crocodile Douluo muttered, "But she doesn't seem to be in any danger there."
Hearing this, Qian Daoliu immediately grew displeased. Where in the world could be better than Spirit Hall?
Golden Crocodile Douluo grumbled inwardly: Then why don't you hurry up and get rid of Tang San and that Tang Hao?
The Supreme Pontiff's Hall.
Bibi Dong summoned Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo.
"Kill Tang San!"
She thought to herself: This Tang San will become the Sea God in the future. I must eliminate him first.