Chapter 90: Second Timeline—God King Tang San
Shortly after, Qian Xunji returned to the Pope's Hall, deep in thought. Before doing so, however, he strictly forbade Ah Yin from breastfeeding Qian Renchuan. After all, the soul inside that baby was that of a 29-year-old adult. Even if he had been a pure-hearted virgin obsessed with hidden weapons, there were still boundaries to respect.
The excuse Qian Xunji gave was that Ah Yin was already level 89. If she kept cultivating, she'd soon reach Title Douluo. Breast milk, being life essence, would hinder that progress if overused. Once she broke through, she could nurse him again.
Still, to let Ah Yin release her overflowing motherly love, he allowed her to express one cup a day—no more—and feed Qian Renchuan with a spoon.
Back at the Pope's Hall, Qian Xunji began strategizing how to raise Qian Renchuan. A person's nature is innate, shaped by experience, but still… Qian Renchuan's previous life had been that of a 29-year-old outer disciple of the Tang Sect, a man naturally inclined to darkness. Even with the influence of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul and Qian Daoliu's guidance, reform seemed unlikely.
And Qian Xunji's goal wasn't reformation—it was transformation. He wanted Qian Renchuan to become a fallen angel, the sharpest blade in Spirit Hall's arsenal. In that scenario, the Qian family would become unshakable rulers of the continent… though the common folk might suffer endlessly.
Qian Xunji wasn't heartless—he had emotions, he'd seen the darkness of the world. He wouldn't help the people, but he wouldn't torture them either.
So how to proceed?
The general plan remained: turn Qian Renchuan into a fallen angel, and focus the continent's faith on the Qian clan. But the details still needed work.
Just then, a notice arrived: the year's martial soul awakenings had concluded. That meant it was time to identify new Title Douluo-tier talents.
Flipping through the list, Qian Xunji saw only one name—Hu Liena. Innate soul power: Level 9. Martial Soul: Celestial Fox.
Perfect.
Tang San was the epitome of a hopeless romantic—a T0.5-tier "love-brain." In the original, when Xiao Wu died, he was willing to sacrifice his nine soul rings without hesitation to revive her. When she later died in the Divine Realm, he committed suicide just to follow her.
So why not give Qian Renchuan a wife who was kind, smart, capable—not a mere tool for sex or childbearing?
Xiao Wu? Absolutely not. She was the worst example: a literal combat accessory, breeding vessel, and emotional crutch.
Hu Liena seemed like a good option. Former Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall, smart, with decent character…
"Nope. Absolutely not."
Qian Xunji immediately changed his mind. Hu Liena was just like Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong—top-tier hopeless romantics. If she fell for Qian Renchuan, her IQ would vanish, and everything would revolve around him. The outcome would be the same.
So, who else?
From the original cast: Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, Dugu Yan, Meng Yiran, Ye Lingling, Huo Wu, Shui Bing'er.
Yes! Her. The fallen angel type. Her martial soul matched perfectly. And if Qian Renchuan studied with her, he'd avoid too much contact with Hu Liena—avoiding romantic entanglement altogether.
Qian Xunji finished planning. As for Hu Liena—he wouldn't "sell her off" like Bibi Dong. As an orphan, her environment had likely fostered a worship of strength. And Spirit Hall had plenty of geniuses—like Qian Renchuan.
If she fell for him but couldn't win his heart, she'd be driven to improve herself. That competitive drive would push her to new heights, benefiting Spirit Hall even more.
Besides, if she did go down Bibi Dong's path… well, the Rakshasa God wasn't going to choose her anyway.
Meanwhile, half an hour earlier, in the Clear Sky Sect…
Inside a stone chamber, a beautiful woman without any soul power lay in labor, groaning in agony. Several midwives attended to her.
This was the maid who had tried to use Tang Hao to climb the social ladder. Drunk and grief-stricken, Tang Hao had mistaken her for Ah Yin.
Today was her delivery day.
Indeed, being pregnant with Tang Hao's child had improved her life. She no longer had to work, and she was served hand and foot. But the environment was toxic.
The Tang clan regarded the child as illegitimate, born of drunken lust. And Tang Hao? Still sleeping in his room, totally indifferent.
Only Tang Xiao had stationed people outside the room, waiting for the birth of his nephew.
The maid had endured endless scorn and insults.
Tang Yuehua, as the child's aunt, was also present.
After what felt like an eternity, the cry of a newborn filled the room. A midwife stepped out with a pained expression.
"Sect Master… the baby is a boy. But… the mother didn't make it."
Tang Xiao nodded emotionlessly. He had expected this. A regular woman, with no soul power, couldn't bear a child with the Clear Sky Hammer's bloodline. She lacked the nourishment.
Even if she had survived, she'd have needed rare herbs daily just to stay alive—and even then, not for long.
That's how Qian Xunji's, Tang Yuehua's, and Yu Xiaogang's mothers had died.
Tang Xiao entered and gently picked up the swaddled baby. A quiet infant with tufts of brown hair.
Tang Yuehua asked, "Big Brother, what should we name him?"
Tang Xiao paused, remembering a blue-haired figure who had broken his heart. "Let's call him Xiaosan."
Tang Yuehua understood the meaning but didn't protest. Since that incident eight months ago, she and Tang Xiao had grown distant.
What Tang Xiao didn't know… was that the baby in his arms was the reincarnated Tang San, former God King.
Hearing Tang Xiao and Tang Yuehua's voices, Tang San realized—he had reincarnated again. But where was his mother, the noble Blue Silver Empress, Ah Yin? Was that dying woman just now… his mother?
Where was his mighty father, Clear Sky Douluo? Why was his uncle holding him?
Not long ago, he had everything planned—divine ascension, revival of Da Ming and Er Ming, securing divine positions for the other Shrek Seven Devils. Then, a flash of light, and… nothing.
His soul had been torn apart and reassembled. The first thing he heard afterward was the death of his mother and his uncle naming him Tang San.
Who wants to reincarnate?! Only those with regrets, tragedy, or ambition. But Tang San had no regrets.
His mother had been revived. His enemies were defeated. Spirit Hall was destroyed. He had married Xiao Wu. He had amassed all the continent's faith and was about to become one of the five Divine Kings—one of the three Great Judges.
And now? He had to start over. This was beyond frustrating.
After a moment, Tang San composed himself. He was a God King, after all. He remembered all the Clear Sky Sect's secrets, all the Tang Sect techniques. And this time, he was born in the Clear Sky Sect.
Whether Tang Hao was his father or uncle didn't matter. What mattered was: with this background, he'd have food, shelter, and resources. No more starving in a backwater village.
With six Title Douluo backing him, he could even heal Tang Hao's injuries early—preventing the tragedy of Xiao Wu's sacrifice.
He could warn Tang Hao to rescue Great-Grandfather Tang Chen from Slaughter City. Then, with Tang Chen overseeing things, the Clear Sky Sect would be truly invincible.
And as for Spirit Hall? Hmph. With this script in hand, they were nothing but walking corpses. Let him crush them again.
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