"Damn it, even that didn't kill Leng Yaozhu. What is she?"
Long Yeyue was extremely unwilling to accept this, having narrowly escaped a deadly situation with A Yin thanks to the self-destruction of the Seven Great Old Demons.
She hadn't expected Leng Yaozhu to be this powerful—seven beings at the third-level Divine Origin Realm had self-detonated, and still couldn't kill her.
Thinking of how the Seven Great Old Demons had sacrificed themselves in vain, Long Yeyue's eyes filled with a sense of disgrace. Shrek Academy's remaining strength was growing ever weaker.
"Forget it. At least this time, we've gotten a clearer picture of Leng Yaozhu's trump cards. The Seven Great Old Demons didn't die completely in vain," A Yin said gently.
"Grandma, what do we do next? And why was Dad's divine sense killed by Gu Yue so easily before?" Tang Wulin couldn't help but ask.
"That wasn't your father's divine sense," A Yin shook her head slightly and said helplessly, "Xiao San, come out and explain to Wulin."
"Yes, Mom!" A voice came from within Tang Wulin's body. In the next instant, a figure identical to the one previously destroyed by Gu Yue emerged from Tang Wulin's body and appeared before him—it was Tang San.
"Dad!" Seeing Tang San again, Tang Wulin's eyes turned red, overcome with emotion.
"My son, you've done very well. No need to blame yourself," Tang San said warmly, smiling. "I left behind three chances to act. Each one is stronger than the last. The one defeated by the Silver Dragon King was just the weakest of the three. It's not worth worrying about."
Hearing this, Long Yeyue couldn't help but ask, "Since there are still two more chances left, why not act now and kill the Silver Dragon King? She's already taken Wulin's Golden Dragon King bloodline."
"I only have three opportunities to take action, and now that I've appeared, that counts as the second one," Tang San replied with a wry smile. "I don't even know why the Sea God Trident isn't with Wulin anymore. Without it, even if I use my strongest, final chance, I don't have absolute confidence in defeating the Silver Dragon King. Also, Mom—what's going on? Why has Senior Poseidon been reborn?"
Tang San looked visibly upset at the mention of the Sea God Trident.
It was his favorite super divine weapon—even more than the Asura Sword.
He had planned to leave it with Tang Wulin for protection, and reclaim it when he returned.
But now, Poseidon had apparently taken it back.
"We didn't have a choice," A Yin sighed. "Because of the appearance of the outer-realm demon Xia Yi, soul beasts have begun to revive, and the Spirit Pagoda has taken the lead in opposing us. Your father had no choice but to activate the backup plan you left behind."
"But what we didn't expect was that once Poseidon was reborn, he forcibly took the Sea God Trident. Taking it would be one thing—but he hasn't done anything useful with it. Now he's thinking about fleeing the Douluo Plane altogether."
"The situation in the Douluo Plane is indeed grim," Tang San said with a serious expression. "But don't worry, Mom. I will return as soon as possible to take control of the situation. Worst case, following Senior Poseidon to leave the Douluo Plane for now may not be a bad idea."
"Right, Dad—there's something else," Tang Wulin said, frowning. "Last time, when I used the Sea God Helmet to communicate with you, I seemed to hear a very familiar voice telling me not to go to the God Realm. They said it's not the same as it used to be... and something about uremia? What did that mean?"
This had been troubling him for a long time. Wasn't his father still the ruler of the God Realm? How had things become like this?
"That was your mother's voice," Tang San said after a deep breath. "As for what's going on, I'm not too sure. I'm just an echo of the original Tang San, activated through the Sea God Helmet and given memory from the original. According to what I've been given, everything in the God Realm is normal."
He was not a true divine sense—just a constructed remnant with inherited memories.
If the original body had hidden anything from him, there was no way he could know.
"I see," Tang Wulin frowned deeply. His mother Xiao Wu would never try to harm him. If she told him not to go to the God Realm, then something must be wrong.
But if so—should they really bring the God Realm to the Douluo Plane?
Could that backfire?
Yet when he last saw "Tang San," there hadn't been anything unusual...
"Let's not dwell on that for now," Tang San interrupted. "If there is something wrong with the God Realm, then when it arrives, we can use Leng Yaozhu and the soul beasts to cleanse it. Done right, we'll benefit from both ends. If not, I'll personally take care of the Douluo Plane myself."
He was confident in his strategy.
If the God Realm was fine—he'd clean up the Douluo Plane.
If the God Realm had truly become dangerous—he believed the original Tang San would have already crafted a plan to "fight wolves with tigers."
Either way, once the God Realm descended—he would be in a position of power.
"So, what do we do next?" Long Yeyue asked again.
Before Tang San could respond, A Yin coldly snapped, "We only allowed you to act against Yali to test the strength of the people around Xia Yi one final time. Now you've seen the result. If you act recklessly again, not even his father and I can protect you. You dying is one thing—but don't drag Wulin down with you."
"Doesn't the Sea God Ancestor still have one last, most powerful chance to act?" Long Yeyue said, still unwilling to let go.
She had been hoping to cause trouble at Xia Yi's wedding.
Even if she couldn't kill him or his companions, at least she could disrupt things and make sure things didn't go smoothly for them.
Letting them live freely while doing nothing was more painful than death to her.
"You want to throw your life away, fine—but don't take Wulin or Chen Xinjie with you," A Yin snapped. Her voice turned ice-cold. "If Chen Xinjie dies, who will help Poseidon become a god? Given the current situation, fleeing the Douluo Plane is our only way out. Once we're in the vast universe—even first-level gods can fall. Without Poseidon, and just me and his father—we'd have almost no chance of finding another plane."
"Mom's right," Tang San nodded. "After inheriting the god position from Senior Poseidon, he once traveled the universe. With him leading you, I can rest easier."
"This time, I used up one of my action chances just to tell you not to act rashly or panic. You need to understand—we still have the overall advantage. Don't throw lives away for nothing. My final chance to act will not be wasted like this one. I'll only appear again when Wulin is in true mortal danger."
He had shown up this time solely to steady everyone's morale.
"Yue-jie, Grandma and Dad are right. As long as we live, there's still hope. Please listen to them," Tang Wulin said, looking at Long Yeyue before turning to Tang San. He took a deep breath and asked through gritted teeth, "Dad, after all these years as the God Realm's ruler, have you figured out a way to fix... my 'heroic loner' problem?"
No man didn't care about such things.
After learning it was hereditary, Tang Wulin had abandoned all hopes of treatment on the Douluo Plane.
He believed only Tang San, who shared his fate—or worse—might've found a solution.
Tang San had finally appeared. How could he not ask?
As soon as he heard the question, Tang San's face darkened.
He knew exactly what "heroic loner" meant.
But seeing the pain in Tang Wulin's eyes, he couldn't bring himself to get angry.
In his heart, he cursed Sun Ying eighteen times over.
"Wulin, you might have misunderstood," Tang San said with a sigh, trying to explain. "I'm not a heroic loner. Last time, it was just my original self misunderstanding what the phrase meant. I'm perfectly normal in that regard."
"That's right. I can vouch for that—your father is a perfectly normal man," A Yin added.
"Huh? You guys…" Long Yeyue stared at Tang San and A Yin in shock.
She remembered the posters the Holy Spirit Church once scattered across Shrek City. One of them was titled 'The Heroic Loner and His Mother's Story'.
"I'm Xiao San's mother. If you keep thinking nonsense, don't blame me for being rude," A Yin snapped coldly, seeing Long Yeyue's shocked expression.
"No, I'm not… I didn't mean that…" Long Yeyue quickly shook her head, but still muttered in her heart, "But according to Shrek records, the Sea God Ancestor was just born when you sacrificed yourself. At that time, you were being hunted by the Spirit Hall and had just given birth—how could you have known whether he was a heroic loner? By the time you re-formed your body, he was already an adult. How could you possibly be sure?"
This was the subtle effect of Xiayi's earlier plan to reshape Tang San's public image.
Even a diehard like Long Yeyue had been influenced—let alone the common people.
Now in the Douluo Plane, whenever people heard the name Tang San, the phrase "heroic loner" automatically came to mind.
"I see..." Tang Wulin finally believed his father wasn't a heroic loner.
He forced a bitter smile. He had thought his dad shared his condition—perhaps even worse.
But now? The truth was the opposite.
He should be happy his father was normal.
But Tang Wulin just couldn't bring himself to feel any joy.
He could only sigh quietly, not even noticing the cold standoff between A Yin and Long Yeyue nearby.
Seeing Tang Wulin like this, Tang San felt a pang of sympathy. As a man, he understood Wulin's pain better than anyone else.
But he had no solution either.
He could only pat Tang Wulin's shoulder and say, "Wulin, don't lose hope. When my real body descends, I'll do whatever it takes to increase your physical strength by ten times."
"Ten times?" Tang Wulin's eyes lit up—then quickly dimmed again. He lowered his head and gave a bitter smile. "One times ten is still just ten seconds. Is that all you can do for me, Dad?"
Tang San froze. He swore he definitely didn't mean it that way.
(End of Chapter)