Reviving Ah Yin, Signing In at a Wedding?

Wang Changsheng had been resting on a recliner.

Suddenly.

His mighty frame shuddered.

Ning Rongrong's actions didn't surprise him.

It was Zhu Zhuqing who surprised him.

"Zhu Zhuqing, why have you learned to launch sneak attacks too, just like Ning Rongrong?"

Although Zhu Zhuqing had chosen to accept Wang Changsheng,

her face was as cold as ever, and her voice was just as chilly.

"Don't you like it?"

"I... I do..."

An hour later.

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing rose one after the other.

Wang Changsheng, who had remained on the recliner the whole time, seemed even more tired. His face was full of sleepiness, and he fell straight asleep.

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing turned and left, whispering to each other and giggling all the while.

"Zhu Zhuqing, you're amazing."

"Rongrong, don't talk nonsense. You're clearly the amazing one."

"Hehe, and he calls himself a god. That's all he's got."

Not until noon.

Wang Changsheng was startled awake by the system's voice and suddenly opened his eyes.

[Ding...]

[Today's mission has been updated]

[Host, please use a divine skill along with the incantation "Rise from the dead, my beloved" to revive Ah Yin in front of Tang Hao and his son. Then snatch Ah Yin away and hold a wedding with her. Finally, sign in at the wedding venue.]

Holy shit.

Wouldn't this mission make Haozi so angry he'd cough up blood?

Wang Changsheng checked the time. There wasn't much left.

It was noon already, and a round trip would take time, let alone setting up the wedding venue.

Wang Changsheng's figure flickered, and he hurried off.

At that moment.

On the training ground outside Shrek's teaching building.

The Shrek Seven Devils were undergoing Yu Xiaogang's training, sparring with one another.

"The Soul Master Elite Tournament is about to begin. You must practice diligently and improve your combat experience," Yu Xiaogang explained confidently from the sidelines.

Wang Changsheng suddenly appeared, cutting Yu Xiaogang off.

"Little Scumbag, come with me."

At the sight of Wang Changsheng, anger surged up in Tang San.

The events involving Dugu Bo the previous night were still fresh in his memory. Wang Changsheng had destroyed Dugu Bo's cave dwelling and pinned the blame on him. If his father hadn't appeared, Dugu Bo would have beaten him to death.

What had he come looking for him again for?

Before Tang San could act, Yu Xiaogang, his teacher, was already displeased as well.

"Lord Sunlight, Little San is undergoing my training in preparation for the Soul Master Elite Tournament. This is a critical moment, and he can't be disturbed."

Wang Changsheng slowly turned his head, fixing his chilly gaze on Yu Xiaogang's face.

"I'm going to disturb him. What can you do about it?"

Yu Xiaogang shut up.

Because he really couldn't do anything to Wang Changsheng.

All he could do was object with words while keeping some measure of reason.

"Little Scumbag, hurry up."

Tang San was extremely reluctant, but he still walked over from the group.

At that moment.

Wang Changsheng looked at Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu.

"Rongrong, Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, help me set up a wedding venue. It doesn't need to be particularly lavish, but it should have a wedding atmosphere. It must be finished within an hour. If you need money to buy anything, ask Grandmaster for it."

"Grandmaster, you don't have a problem with that, do you?"

Yu Xiaogang's face was cold, but he said nothing.

He was already unhappy.

Who didn't know Ning Rongrong was filthy rich?

Yet Wang Changsheng was asking him to cover the cost of preparing the wedding?

This was simply too much bullying.

"Brother Changsheng, what do you need a wedding venue for?" Ning Rongrong asked curiously, a little sour inside as she feared the bride wasn't her.

"Just do as I say."

"Oh, right. Make sure all the teachers and students at Shrek attend when the time comes. That'll make it feel more like a wedding."

After explaining the setup he needed.

Wang Changsheng raised a hand and deliberately grabbed the hair on top of Tang San's head, lifted him straight up, and flew away.

The pain twisted Tang San's face in midair, and he completely lost his composure.

"Wang Changsheng, who carries someone flying like this?"

Wang Changsheng put on an act and glanced down.

"Oh!"

"Sorry, why am I flying while holding you by the hair?"

"We're almost there, so just bear with it."

Tang San was furious.

He made it sound as if he didn't know!

Wang Changsheng was clearly doing it on purpose.

Soon.

Wang Changsheng carried Tang San by the hair into the nearby woods and landed.

Tang San crouched on the ground, clutching his head with both hands and sucking in cold breaths from the pain.

Wang Changsheng had already raised his head to look high up into a large tree beside them.

"Hey... Haozi, stop hiding. I know you're here. Get down."

Tang Hao, who had been hiding in the tree all along, darkened.

In the end.

He still couldn't escape a god's notice.

After Tang Hao jumped down from the tree, his eyes were full of concern for his son.

"Little San, how are you?"

Before Tang San could answer.

Wang Changsheng grabbed the hair on top of Tang San's head again and seized Tang Hao's hair with his other hand.

He took off on the spot, heading for their destination.

In the air.

Tang Hao, too, felt a tearing sensation on his scalp and was furious.

"Wang Changsheng, I know you're powerful, but as a god, please don't trample on a Soul Master's dignity as you please."

Wang Changsheng held Tang Hao and his son by their hair and kept flying forward.

At that moment.

He seemed not to have heard Tang Hao's voice.

His mind was full of Ah Yin, dressed in a deep blue gown, gentle as water.

As everyone knew.

Ah Yin was kindhearted, and she always gave the impression that the slightest touch would make her cry.

That impression made her so pitiful and lovely.

He secretly swore that when the time came, he wouldn't be gentle with her.

"Wang Changsheng, you bastard, did you hear a word I said? Where are you taking us?" Tang Hao knew full well that he was no match for Wang Changsheng, but the anger brought on by the humiliation of being flown around by his hair was simply impossible to suppress.

Wang Changsheng's thoughts had long since drifted to Ah Yin.

He vaguely heard what sounded like a dog barking nearby.

So he paid it no attention.

Only after realizing it was Tang Hao did he ask.

"Haozi, were you the one talking just now? What did you say? Sorry for the trouble, but could you say it again?"

Tang Hao was utterly speechless.

Even if he repeated himself hundreds of times, it probably wouldn't do any good.

He had a whole bellyful of harsh words ready, but seeing Wang Changsheng's attitude, Tang Hao didn't want to say a single one.

After flying for some time.

Tang Hao's expression suddenly changed. Why did the scenery passing beneath them look so familiar?

Wasn't this near Holy Soul Village?

As Wang Changsheng continued flying toward Ah Yin's location, Tang Hao was shocked.

This was bad.

Ah Yin was growing in the woods up ahead. Could Wang Changsheng have come for her?

Tang Hao didn't dare think any further.

He could only hope Wang Changsheng was passing through.

Wang Changsheng had been using his divine power to search for the trace of the Blue Silver Emperor's bloodline. Once he determined the exact location, he landed in front of the Blue Silver Emperor in the blink of an eye.

Although Tang Hao had been released, he felt as though the sky had fallen.

Just what he had feared had come to pass.

Wang Changsheng looked at the Blue Silver Emperor before him. Her leaves were broad and lush, moving without any wind, as if she had sensed their arrival.

"Haozi, you should thank me. I'm about to revive Ah Yin. That's what you've been dreaming of seeing, isn't it?"

What?

Wang Changsheng was going to revive Ah Yin?

Tang Hao didn't know whether this was a blessing or a tragedy.

For Ah Yin to reappear in the world at her normal rate of growth, he wouldn't live long enough to see it.

But if a god intervened, anything was possible.

"You... you're really willing to help me revive Ah Yin?" Tang Hao asked in disbelief.

Wang Changsheng nodded with a perfectly serious expression.

Even the way he addressed Tang Hao and his son changed.

"Clear Sky Douluo, Tang San, the truth is, I've been testing you all along. The more harm you've suffered, the more I'll give you in return."