Huo Yun'er looked at Huo Yuhao with a peculiar expression, as if she were meeting him for the first time.
She was... a fairly devoted person, wasn't she? Why was her son so... so...
Did he take after his father in this regard?
Thinking of this, Huo Yun'er looked closely at her son. In terms of appearance and temperament, he didn't resemble Dai Hao in the slightest—he was many times more handsome than Dai Hao. Perhaps this "tendency" was the only thing the two of them actually shared.
Huo Yuhao rubbed his nose, feeling a bit guilty under Huo Yun'er's stare.
"Mom, wh-why are you looking at me like that...?"
"Forget it, forget it. It's only natural for you to be a bit of a playboy." Since he was her son, Huo Yun'er quickly came to terms with it.
She said to Huo Yuhao earnestly, "I can't say much to criticize you. Just remember, don't be like Dai Hao. Never fail the girls who like you."
Huo Yuhao muttered in protest, "What are you talking about... they are my teacher and senior sisters."
"Teacher, senior sisters... who would believe that, you little rascal?"
"What do you mean 'little rascal'... I-I'm not."
Mother and son bickered like stubborn children, their back-and-forth full of a natural chemistry that suited Huo Yuhao's true nature as an underage boy.
...
Long Qiu'er looked around the room Huo Yun'er had prepared for her, then sat on the soft, large bed, looking out the quiet window.
Is this the human way of life?
Compared to the unchanging shores of the Lake of Life, it certainly felt different.
Thinking this, Long Qiu'er took off her clothes and curled up inside the soft quilt on the bed.
So comfortable!
Ahem, Miss Long Qiu'er had just entered human society and didn't yet know about things like pajamas or nightgowns...
This feeling is truly quite nice...
With a gentle curve on her lips, Long Qiu'er quietly drifted into dreamland.
...
Douluo God Realm, outside the Sea God Temple.
Sea God Tang San sat on a cliff, looking at the endless sea of clouds formed by immortal qi. The mockery on the handsome face of the Necromantic Holy Magic God flashed through his mind again.
"Amitabha... Damn it!"
Furious, Sea God Tang San struck out with his palm, turning the cliff beneath him into powder. Despite this, the anger in his heart wasn't vented in the slightest; instead, he grew angrier.
That Necromantic Holy Magic God had only been in the God Realm for a few days and had already forced him to split control of the God Realm hub with several other God Kings. If he stayed any longer, who knew what chaos he and the God of Destruction would cause!
That guy even cut out both of his kidneys...
The key was that right now was a turbulent time for the Douluo Continent and the Douluo God Realm. Both the Ten-Thousand-Year Grand Plan and the plan to tame the Child of Destiny of the Douluo Plane required his personal focus. He had intended to use Xiao Qi's descent to the lower realm as an excuse to fool the God of Destruction and the God of Life, but he hadn't expected...
This Necromantic Holy Magic God was a complete wrench in the works!
But how could he deal with him?
The first method Sea God Tang San thought of was, naturally, the "Honey Trap."
Since ancient times, heroes have always fallen for beautiful women; this was undoubtedly the best strategy.
But now Xiao Qi was on the Douluo Continent and couldn't come back for a while. He certainly couldn't send Xiao Wu.
The only single person left by his side was Ma Hongjun, but he was a man...
So, the honey trap was scrapped.
What else could he do?
Suddenly, Tang San's eyes lit up. A brilliant idea took shape in his mind.
A strong fortress is often breached from within. Currently, the God of Destruction's side was powerful; even if he led Rong Nianbing and the Seven Element Gods, they might not gain the upper hand.
The combat power of the Seven Deadly Sin Gods was actually a notch higher than that of the Seven Element Gods.
But don't forget, he still had an ace up his sleeve!
Thinking this, Tang San flicked his blue sleeve, and a mirror made of water appeared before him.
The water rippled, and as his Divine Consciousness was injected, images began to surface.
A gentle smile appeared on Tang San's face, like that of a kind older brother.
"Weiqing, it's been a long time..."
...
Baili Du sat on the throne of the great hall, assuming a cultivation posture.
Through the Eye of Eternity he had given to the Auspicious Beast of this timeline, he knew that Qiu'er had already made contact with Huo Yuhao, which allowed him to relax slightly.
The next step would be to prompt him to go to the Extreme North to find the Snow Emperor.
Long after Tang San had died over and over again, the Baili Du who was then the Emotion God King realized that the Three-eyed Golden Lion was actually the destiny arranged by the Planar Will for its "dear son"—a match made in heaven in every sense.
Of course, the Snow Emperor was much the same. To reach a cultivation level of 700,000 years, the Snow Emperor was also an existence blessed with great fortune, though she still had to serve as a stepping stone before the Child of Destiny.
He only needed to ensure Huo Yuhao wasn't misled by the Tang Princess; how things developed after that would depend on little Huo himself. He couldn't focus all his energy on him.
He had quite a few troubles of his own.
Baili Du took a deep breath. The two great martial souls, the Spirit Ice God and the Necromantic Holy Magic God, appeared on either side of him. Blue-silver and gray-gold halos instantly filled the hall, the auras of frost and death reaching a weirdly balanced and complementary state.
The Necromantic Holy Magic God martial soul was also the carrier of his Divine Position. What appeared were nine gray-gold divine rings, though the last one was semi-transparent.
As for the Spirit Ice God martial soul, it featured...
Nine golden god-level soul rings.
Even during the Douluo Continent era, the soul ring configurations of the Spirit Eye and the Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion martial souls were terrifying. After merging completely, this martial soul not only possessed the golden-level second awakening capability of a body martial soul, but had also evolved his soul rings a step further.
The surrounding immortal qi was swept up and poured entirely into Baili Du. At his dantian, a silver-gray vortex slowly appeared. Strands of silver-gray airflow emerged from his body, threading into the two great martial souls.
It was fortunate he had given himself a major "overhaul" in the Dragon Valley, replacing his most important skull and torso bone with powerful dragon bones to further enhance his physical strength. Otherwise, he wouldn't have lasted this long.
The energy core at his dantian, which resembled a Spacetime Turbulence, was far too terrifying... he had to have his martial souls share some of the spacetime power for him.
The priority now was to recover his strength as quickly as possible—at least reaching the God King level before the God of Destruction launched his coup.
Because Baili Du's plan was to have enough power to independently suppress the Golden Dragon King sealed within the God Realm.
He wasn't greedy for the Golden Dragon King's bloodline, but he needed a portion of it to help him reshape a certain person's body.
His own Qiu'er...