LRAB Chapter 49 Tang 3: Dad, we finally made contact!
Chapter 49 Tang 3: Dad, we finally made contact!
"Good boy, good boy."
Feeling Tang Wulin's sincere heart, Wu Changkong was also very excited. He said "good" several times, his eyes slightly red. "What a good child."
After Tang San, the Sea God, became Yu Xiaogang's disciple, an unspoken rule emerged between masters and disciples in Douluo Continent: "A teacher for a day is a father for life."
The relationship between the master and apprentice is like that of father and son!
In other words, Tang Wulin is now considered his son, and after establishing their father-son relationship, he finds the boy increasingly pleasing to the eye.
Son, my son—
He now imagines shouting like Haotian Douluo did when he saw the Sea God Ancestor awaken his martial soul.
"Bang bang bang—"
Before the master and apprentice could finish their conversation, a rapid knocking came from outside the door. It was a teacher sent by the old dean to check on them. Because the teacher didn't know if Wu Changkong was inside and was afraid of being attacked if he barged in without confirmation, he didn't force the door open immediately.
Let's check if the person is actually there first.
—Although he didn’t think anyone would be so abstract as to stay in the dormitory after committing a crime and pretend nothing happened, it was possible that they came from that place and their thinking was different from others.
"Is anyone there? Ms. Wu, are you there? If so, please come to the dean's office," the teacher outside the door said, seemingly sensing that someone was inside.
Wu Changkong's eyebrows furrowed, an instinctive sense of displeasure rising within him. He was just about to build a closer relationship with the child. But he couldn't really accuse him; the child must have come on a mission from the dean, and besides, it was broad daylight, not his private time…
Come to think of it, he seemed to have never paid any attention to Class 5. Even though it was his class, his attention had been entirely focused on Tang Wulin. He hadn't been paying much attention in class these past two days…
It's like encountering a ghost.
In a bad mood, he didn't respond, intending to pretend he didn't exist and continue to strengthen his relationship with his disciple. However, although Tang Wulin was gradually changed by Tang San, this change was subtle and gradual, not an instantaneous transformation into another person—although it was possible to do so.
Tang Wulin said with concern, "Teacher, are you really not going out to check? Does the dean want to see you? If it's urgent, please don't worry about me, I'm going to class anyway."
Class? What class?
What can the teacher in Class Two teach you?
Wu Changkong frowned, but wasn't angry. He knew Tang Wulin was worried about him, so he didn't say anything more and nodded, saying, "That's settled then. If you're free tonight, come to my dorm again. I want to teach you some things."
"Things that can only be taught in the dormitory at night?" Tang Wulin's expression was strange. He didn't think anything of it. At his age, he had very little exposure to things. Tang Ziran and her husband usually didn't let him come into contact with those vulgar things.
He felt that the dance teacher was even more imposing and mysterious. What kind of knowledge did she possess that she would secretly pass on to him?
He felt a warm current flow through his heart. This special treatment, was this the relationship between master and disciple? Even in the Spirit Pagoda, he needed to constantly accumulate contribution points to receive one-on-one guidance from a renowned master.
He then thought of Mang Tian and Cen Yue. These two strict teachers could only help him with forging, not much with cultivation. He already had Wu Changkong as his mother in the path of Soul Master and Cen Yue in the path of forging, which had already paved a path for him with their knees!
Indeed, the reason I've been able to get this far so smoothly is because I've followed my heart. I can instinctively sense opportunities! Tang Wulin attributed all of this to his special abilities.
"Thank you, teacher!"
He expressed his gratitude to Wu Changkong once again. This made Wu Changkong's smile even wider. After he pushed open the door, he looked eerily sinister in the eyes of the messenger teacher—"Wow, you're not putting on an icy face at this moment, you're actually smiling?"
His mental state was terrifying; he didn't want to have a moment longer with Wu Changkong. He quickly said, "Teacher Wu, it's good that you're here. The dean and the others have been looking for you for a long time. Go quickly!"
After saying that, he slunk away.
His petty behavior and timid actions clearly indicated he harbored ill intentions. Wu Changkong's gaze turned slightly cold, but he did not react and walked straight towards the principal's office.
I've been behaving myself lately, not bothering others unless provoked, and I'll just let them come and go as they please. The only thing I want to talk about is being asked to be the homeroom teacher of Class Zero.
To be honest, Wu Changkong didn't want to create a special class to cultivate geniuses for Donghai Academy. What benefit would he get from that? Revealing the secret techniques taught to him by the Tang Sect and the academy to these country bumpkins? How would he explain that to the academy then, and how would he clear his name of any wrongdoing?
Besides, what good would it do for the academy to give him more money? He just needs a place to stay. In terms of money, he has quite a lot of savings.
Even now, he is still a disciple of the Tang Clan. He only needs to take on a few simple Tang Clan missions. Why don't he just stay in the Tang Clan?
Wu Changkong was afraid of angering Mingyue Douluo. After all, the academy and the Tang Sect were like family. She had been expelled from the academy, yet he still dared to run the Tang Sect under her nose... Given his temperament, she would never forgive him in this lifetime.
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In a virtual space, the space is empty everywhere, as if there is no concept of space and time, making it impossible to perceive how vast this place is. However, in such a space, there are two "people" exuding a powerful aura lingering here.
One of them appeared to be a woman, with long, flowing, light blue hair that reached all the way to her feet. If it weren't for her imposing figure and broad shoulders, one might mistake her for a woman.
The magnificent blue robe seemed to ripple with water. If you looked closely, your eyes would be instantly drawn to the deep blue, and your soul would be sucked into the deep, endless blue of the sea.
His handsome face, which appeared to be only in his early twenties, was framed by a pair of deep, penetrating eyes. His gaze seemed empty, yet all-encompassing, occasionally flashing with a hint of purple that was truly captivating. It possessed a quality reminiscent of fleeting beauty and instantaneous death.
Upon closer inspection, isn't this the "Golden Barbie" Sea God Tang San? Oh no, this is just his divine consciousness; he doesn't yet possess his iconic golden trident.
The other man standing opposite him looked quite normal. He was also a strong, burly man, and fairly handsome, but his hair was messy, giving him a slovenly appearance. He was also wearing a green headband. Although he didn't have the mysterious and profound feeling that Tang San had, he still exuded a sense of grandeur and imposing presence.
"Dad, it's you! That's great! You finally contacted me. I thought something had happened to you."
Tang San's divine sense spoke first, his face filled with genuine joy. Heaven knows how long he had been waiting; he had been living in fear and timidity all this time.
Dad has finally contacted him. Dad is okay!
His plans in Douluo Continent should still be able to continue. If things go well, he can take this opportunity to complete the sublimation of his original body.
"Alas, the backlash from this plane's consciousness is simply too strong. My foundation is insufficient, making it difficult to suppress it and thus preventing me from extricating myself." Tang Hao sighed, his face filled with deep self-blame and guilt. As a father, he had not been able to provide much help to Tang San since childhood, and instead relied on Tang San to change his fate in the latter half of his life.
Father of the sea god.
These four simple words encapsulate all his achievements and represent his greatest honor in life.
Even his and his wife's usurpation of the positions of the plane's master and the core of life was arranged by their son Tang San before they left this star field.
But after losing contact with the divine realm, he made no progress. When his son's divine consciousness reappeared in this world, he was unable to arrive immediately.
"It's alright, it's not your fault, Dad." Tang San shook his head, revealing a filial smile. He had lived under his father's protection since he was a child, and he knew very well how much his father cared about him. If he hadn't been unable to get away, his father would probably have appeared by his side immediately!
"I have consumed too much power with this divine sense and need to rest for some time. I will temporarily entrust Wu Lin to my father. He is my and Xiao Wu's son."
Although his forcibly awakened consciousness still had two more opportunities to strike, it had consumed a lot of energy. Until he found a way to replenish it, he had to conserve his strength to prevent any sudden accidents.
His son was unwilling to elaborate, and Tang Hao, understanding the situation, quickly got to the point and pressed, "Third son, what exactly happened in the God Realm? Can't your divine sense sense it?"
What happened in the God Realm...? Tang San's smile gradually faded, his face growing increasingly gloomy. He shook his head with a bitter smile, "I'm sorry, Dad, I really can't remember this. Perhaps my original body didn't want me to know, or perhaps I've lost that part of my memory... but the God Realm has indeed disappeared beneath this starry sky."
The God Realm is indeed gone?! Upon receiving this information, Tang Hao's expression changed drastically. Without the God Realm, their situation would be extremely passive and dangerous; a single misstep could lead to annihilation.
"So, little sister, do we really still want to carry out that plan? To be honest, I don't have much confidence in this matter. As you know, we don't have the Silver Dragon King's help."
Speaking of the Silver Dragon King, he also felt helpless. He simply couldn't find the right opportunity to strike. Once he tried to make a move, the plane's consciousness would launch a frenzied counterattack. It wasn't that the plane cared so much about the Silver Dragon King, but rather that if Tang Hao wanted to attack the Silver Dragon King, he would inevitably fall into a state of vulnerability. The plane's consciousness would absolutely not let go of this opportunity to kill the person who had usurped its power.
According to the original plan, Tang San would indeed send down a member of the Tang family bloodline. They would then secretly protect this member as they grew up, influence the Silver Dragon King to want to transform and integrate into the human world, and then send them to Tang Wulin's side. They would use the innate charm of the Tang family to attract the Silver Dragon King, making him fall hopelessly in love with Tang Wulin.
Such methods alone could not completely shake her. The next step was to influence her to develop the idea of splitting off human emotions, so that the part of her who thought she had abandoned all indifferent human emotions would come into contact with Tang Wulin again and form an indelible bond of love once more.
The clone with human emotions will continuously deepen this mark. She will also enter the sacred Shrek Academy to study, be influenced by the Sea God, and eventually merge with the original body, becoming an unwavering daughter-in-law of the Tang family.
The plan was wonderful, but unfortunately, only the first step was carried out, and he was arrested by the plane's ruler halfway through. The rest was beyond his control.
As for Ah Yin... Tang Hao didn't expect his wife to do anything, after all, she was currently devouring the Golden Ancient Tree, vying for the position of the life core, and was almost completely unable to move.
She was willing but unable to do anything!
Surely it couldn't be that the aunt betrayed him and his mistress, could it?
That's a joke! Ah Yin is capable of sacrificing her life for herself, and she's willing to give up her status as the Blue Silver Emperor for her mistress!
The original plan was to have the Abyss Plane invade, with Tang San's son and the Silver Dragon King joining forces to fight against the Abyss Saint King, forcing the Silver Dragon King to help Tang San deplete some of the Saint King's power first.
Then Tang San's divine sense reappeared to make the final decision. He, Tang Hao, resurrected some of the people who died in the war in the Abyss Plane, thoroughly consolidating the Tang family's faith in the Douluo Continent. He could also take this opportunity to destroy the evil Spirit Pagoda.
"Don't worry," Tang San said to Tang Hao with an air of confidence and assurance, despite the situation exceeding their expectations. "The Abyss Plane can actually be considered an asset now, and neither the Silver Dragon King nor the Abyss Saint King knows of our existence. Once we bring the Abyss Plane into Douluo Continent, the Silver Dragon King will have to step forward no matter what, since she's the strongest in the plane."
"After that, wouldn't we be able to control the market at will?"
Tang Hao's eyes lit up. So that's how it is. Just like 20,000 years ago, when they used the power of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the two great empires to fight against the Spirit Hall, the Clear Sky School suffered little loss. On the contrary, they profited immensely from the war. Even the Tang Sect obtained enough funds by profiting from the war, thus establishing its sacred status.
"Is there any possibility that the Silver Dragon King could become Wu Lin's woman?" But then he suddenly frowned. Tang San only said that the Silver Dragon King would fight to the death with the Holy Lord, but what about Tang Wu Lin?
In the past, Tang Hao wouldn't have cared about sacrificing the Silver Dragon King, but through the conversation just now, he knew that his grandson already possessed the bloodline of the Golden Dragon King. If he could form a legitimate alliance with that Silver Dragon King, there was a high possibility that a new Dragon God would be born!
It was truly difficult for the Tang family to relinquish the power of the Dragon God.
Tang San's expression froze for a moment, then he said calmly, "It's impossible for her and Wu Lin to be together anymore. Father, instead of scheming to make her fall in love with Wu Lin, why not wait for Wu Lin to absorb the blood essence from the Golden Dragon King, and then kill the Silver Dragon King to become Wu Lin's soul ring and soul bone? This way, we can also obtain that part of the Silver Dragon King's bloodline."
That was the only way, Tang Hao nodded regretfully.
"So how do you plan to train Wu Lin? I've taken a look, and he seems to have some connection with the organization founded by the Spirit Ice Douluo ten thousand years ago."
Tang Hao then worried that Tang Wulin, being in the Spirit Pagoda surrounded by evil Spirit Pagoda members, might be corrupted.
"Don't worry! I've already guided Wu Lin!" Tang San said proudly, head held high. "He's even more outstanding than I was back then. He will absolutely not be misled by the evil Spirit Pagoda; he's just temporarily using it to his advantage. I've already arranged for a genius from Shrek Academy and the Tang Sect to be his teacher!"
Is this really not a problem?
Looking at his son's confident expression, Tang Hao hesitated, but in the end he could only hold back. He believed that his son had his own judgment. His child had been very mature since childhood and was even called the God of Wisdom by some gods in the God Realm.
I guess I was overthinking it. There shouldn't be any unexpected problems. "Then let's leave it at that. Little Sister, I've accumulated quite a bit of power here. Take it and use it. You're a key figure in the plan; every second you remain asleep is a loss!"
Without further ado, he transferred a stream of seven-colored energy into Tang San's consciousness. It was the source power and fortune he had pried out from the plane's master, which would benefit even a true level 3 or level 2 god.
Tang San felt a warmth in his heart and did not reject this power. This was fatherly love, and he did not know how to repay it. Moreover, this divine consciousness was not of much help to his father.
All he could do was to raise his son well and give his father an excellent grandson. And he was very confident about that.
When boasting about his teaching abilities, he naturally compares himself to the masters, but Tang San knows all too well the capabilities of those masters. If he really had to say, the true master of Douluo Continent should be himself, Tang San.
He brought the Tang Sect to the Douluo Continent, made Shrek Academy a sacred place for soul masters with a history of 20,000 years, and produced 7 gods.