Chapter 98: Tang San—My Mom Is No Longer My Mom!
Ning Rongrong looked flustered. "San-ge, what should we do then?"
Tang San smiled calmly. "Don't worry. Qian Xunji is nothing but a failure who can't become a god. So what if he reincarnated? He was supposed to be dead by now—he knows nothing of what happened afterward."
"As long as the Shrek Seven Devils reunite, and I reattain the Sea God position, we'll destroy Spirit Hall and all its evil once again!"
"San-ge, do you think—aside from the two of us—Xiao Ao, Xiao Wu… could they have reincarnated too?"
"I'm not sure. But once I awaken my martial soul, I'll head to Nuoding Academy and look for Xiao Wu."
Ning Rongrong noticed the gentle light in Tang San's eyes, and a flicker of disappointment crossed her face. She had hoped that, after reincarnation, maybe she had a chance to be with Tang San. But clearly, he still loved Xiao Wu and only her.
Still, that was fine. If Oscar had also reincarnated, then being with Tang San would've been unfair to him. Even if she couldn't be with Tang San, that didn't mean she couldn't play around a little—after all, they were still just kids.
With a mischievous smile, she held out her cup and said in a sweet voice, "San-ge, can you pour me another glass of water?"
Tang San took the cup and was about to pour when—suddenly—Ning Rongrong sneakily kissed him on the cheek with her soft red lips.
"Rongrong! What are you doing?!"
Seeing Tang San's shocked and slightly angry expression, Ning Rongrong quickly pouted and said in a pitiful voice, "San-ge, we're both still kids, and I think of you as my brother. What's wrong with a little sibling kiss?"
"Fine, fine… I'm not mad. You should go back to Uncle Ning now. Reincarnation is our greatest secret. No one else must know."
Tang San was determined—no one could know he had reincarnated. Nor could anyone learn about the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well's celestial herbs. He needed those herbs to rebuild the Tang Sect and share with the Shrek Six Devils, forming the core of his godly team in the Divine Realm. Even if it meant delaying their consumption, the secret had to be kept.
"I understand. Then, I'll go now."
Ning Rongrong flashed a bright smile and skipped off happily.
Tang San shook his head. "She's still the same little troublemaker."
At the gates of the Clear Sky Sect…
All of Spirit Hall's elite had arrived, led by Platinum Bishop Salas. They stood silently in an open area, waiting.
Salas wore his rarely-used formal attire—a clean, crimson ceremonial robe. A five-pointed platinum crown sat atop his head.
His tall, thin figure stood straight as a javelin. His usually cloudy eyes gleamed sharply as he stared into the sky, looking nothing like his normal sleepy self.
As the Bishop of the Spirit Temple in Heaven Dou City, Salas ranked just below the Pope and the Elder Hall's Title Douluo.
In the sky, eight figures appeared. Salas stiffened even straighter at their sight—so much that his spine nearly snapped.
"Platinum Bishop Salas of Spirit Hall greets His Holiness the Pope, Her Holiness the Holy Lady, the Saintess, His Highness, and the four Elders."
He bowed respectfully.
Aside from Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo, two new Title Douluos also stood by Qian Xunji. One tall and thin like a bamboo pole, the other short with red hair, ugly, and covered in muscle.
They were Serpent Spear Douluo and Stingfish Douluo.
Meanwhile, the Clear Sky Sect watched from the shadows. Today's summit brought the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. One elder, eager to show face, hurried up and greeted them loudly: "Welcome, Your Holiness! The arena is ready—this way, please!"
That same elder, full of pride moments earlier, now trembled at the sight of six Title Douluos—Qian Xunji, Ah Yin, Chrysanthemum, Ghost, and the two newcomers.
If Golden Crocodile and Qian Daoliu joined, Spirit Hall would outnumber the Clear Sky Elders in Title Douluos. They had to act with wisdom now.
Qian Xunji smiled kindly. "No need to be nervous, Elder. I've long heard of the Clear Sky Sect's grandeur. I came to admire the view. If the mood strikes me, we can duel later."
He looked gentle and harmless, waving his hand casually. In an instant, the four Title Douluos vanished into thin air.
Indeed, the challenge was secondary. Qian Xunji was here to tour—with family in tow.
The elder's heart burned with shame. Are we… a tourist attraction now?!
With Tang Chen gone, they couldn't afford to offend Spirit Hall—or the other two sects. So long as Spirit Hall didn't cause trouble, they had no choice but to let them do as they pleased.
Ah Yin reached for Qian Renchuan's hand. "Little Chuan, the Clear Sky Sect is huge. Hold Mommy's hand so you don't get lost."
Qian Renchuan's head dropped, cheeks flushed. "I'm fine, Mommy. I won't get lost."
Ah Yin smiled gently. "Still, the place is big and full of people. You haven't awakened your martial soul yet. It's easy to get separated."
He obediently took her hand. Qian Xunji saw this and said nothing.
Bathed in motherly love, Qian Renchuan's hatred reignited. These Upper Three Sects had always opposed his family. The evil Tang Clan constantly mocked his invincible grandfather.
Just wait. Once I awaken my martial soul and grow strong like Dad and Grandpa, I'll crush the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. As for the Tang Clan—I'll wipe them out, no questions asked.
To him, Spirit Hall was the new Tang Sect—at its peak, unrivaled. But once the techniques were lost and infighting began, others took advantage.
These "inherently evil" Tang Clan members were the same. Just because Tang Chen had once won, they dared to look down on Spirit Hall and Grandpa. They needed to learn their place.
As he wandered the Clear Sky Sect, Qian Renchuan suddenly felt a strange sense of familiarity. The massive cliffs were connected by iron bridges—each of which could be severed instantly.
It was a brilliant defense design—just like Tang Sect's.
He had an idea: once he destroyed the evil Tang Clan, he would build his new Tang Sect right here.
Meanwhile, back in his room, Tang San was training when he heard Ning Rongrong's panicked voice.
"San-ge! San-ge! San-ge!"
He opened his eyes. "What's wrong, Rongrong?!"
"I saw your mom!"
After the fall of Spirit Hall in their past life, the Shrek Seven Devils held a grand wedding. Naturally, Ning Rongrong had met Tang San's mother—Blue Silver Empress Ah Yin.
"Where? Where is she?"
Tang San was thrilled. Even if she wasn't his mom in this life, he could still call her godmother.
But Ning Rongrong hesitated. "San-ge, brace yourself."
"I heard from my dad… your mom is… Qian Xunji's wife. She's Spirit Hall's Lady Pope."
"Qian… that thief!!"
Tang San's eyes widened. Killing intent burst forth. He understood immediately—Qian Xunji must've reincarnated, fallen for his beautiful mother, and taken her for himself. No wonder his unbeatable father had lost. His spirit must've been broken.
"How shameless… despicable… the very path to death!!"
"Calm down, San-ge!"
Ning Rongrong leapt into his arms. In her memories, whenever Tang San lost control, Xiao Wu would do this.
"I understand now, Rongrong."
Tang San took a deep breath. "My mother was deceived. Once I become a god again, I'll restore her memories from my past life. She'll see Spirit Hall and Qian Xunji for what they truly are."
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