"Wu wu wu…"
Tang San struggled desperately like a drowning dog.
But under the suppression of a Titled Douluo's aura, all his efforts were in vain.
At this moment, his heart was filled with extreme regret. He had originally planned to reunite with his daughter in a grand manner, but now, looking like a complete mess in front of her, where was the majesty of the great Sea God?
"State your identity to the young miss, or… die." A middle-aged man in a cyan robe appeared, glancing at Tang San with contempt.
Damn it! A mere Titled Douluo dares to humiliate me like this!
And now, he was kneeling before Wang Dong. What kind of absurd situation was this?!
"I am Tang San. My father was supposedly from the Clear Sky Sect, but he passed away long ago. I had no means to contact the sect. I saw the Clear Sky Hammer in your hands just now, so I rashly followed you…" Tang San knelt on the ground, lowering his head in a sobbing voice.
"I'm from the Clear Sky Sect?" Wang Dong was stunned and looked at the cyan-robed man beside her.
Tang Chao furrowed his brows.
"What was your father's full name?"
"I only know my father's name was Tang Hao. I don't know anything else…" Tang San kneeled, filled with humiliation.
A former mighty God King, now reduced to this!
"Miss, give me a moment." Tang Chao nodded slightly to Wang Dong and retrieved a tool for awakening martial souls.
Soon, with the awakening of the Blue Silver Grass and the twin martial souls of the Clear Sky Hammer…
Tang Chao was shocked.
Even an innate full soul power?!
Not bad, not bad.
He was quite satisfied with Tang San's performance. Martial souls did not lie, so it seemed this boy was telling the truth.
Tang San's face immediately lit up with joy, transitioning from a beggar to a genius prodigy in an instant.
"In that case, you will serve as the young miss's servant," Tang Chao said with a smile.
Tang San: ???
He had finally awakened his martial soul, an innate full soul power genius… and now he had to serve his own daughter as… a servant?
"What? You're unwilling?" Tang Chao's smile faded.
"I… of course I'm willing! It is my honor!" Tang San's face changed in an instant.
"In that case."
Tang Chao's tone was indifferent as he reached out and lightly tapped Tang San's forehead. Instantly, an invisible cage formed, imprisoning Tang San's spiritual sea, while intricate patterns surfaced.
"What did you do?!" Tang San roared in anger.
"Just placed a little lock on you. From now on, you belong to the Clear Sky Sect. But since you're a newcomer, we don't trust you completely yet. The young miss's orders are now absolute. If you disobey… hmph." Tang Chao sneered.
"AHHHH!!!"
Tang San immediately clutched his head, rolling on the ground in agony.
"So painful! It hurts! I know I was wrong!"
"Hmph, now that's more like it…"
Tang Chao coldly glanced at Tang San.
From the very beginning, he had suspected something was off about this kid.
His story was full of holes.
Martial soul verification could confirm his origin, but it couldn't determine if he was trustworthy.
The Clear Sky Sect had both direct descendants and branch families.
There had been no missing members from the direct lineage in the past hundred years, so he could only be from a branch family. Thus, Tang Chao used the Clear Sky Sect's forbidden technique, Caged Bird, to keep him under control and prevent future issues.
A genius? What a joke. The Clear Sky Sect was never short of geniuses.
For a branch disciple with a mysterious past and dubious intentions, extra caution was necessary…
"This forbidden technique… was created by me…"
Tang San's mind screamed in frustration.
Indeed, as the guardian of Da Ming and Er Ming in the God Realm, he had passed down some forbidden techniques to the Clear Sky Sect to help them grow stronger.
Of course, it was just minor guidance. Even discarded scraps from the God Realm were considered divine techniques in the mortal world.
Yet, he never expected… this technique would be used against him.
"Damn it! This is so frustrating!!!"
Tang San lay on the ground like a dead dog, completely stripped of his earlier arrogance.
"Young miss, please take this." Tang Chao handed Wang Dong a method to control Tang San.
Wang Dong was rather excited, but when she saw Tang San's miserable state, she felt a little guilty.
"Tang Chao-uncle, isn't this a bit too much…"
Although she was proud and willful, her nature was still kind.
Unlike the real Tang princess.
"Haha, this person's background is suspicious. Until his true identity is fully verified, it's best to take precautions. What if he was sent by an enemy with ulterior motives?" Tang Chao explained.
"That makes sense…"
Wang Dong nodded slightly.
"By the way, are you crippled?" She looked at Tang San, who was still kneeling on the ground.
"…Yes." Tang San responded silently.
Before awakening his martial soul, he had been brutally beaten with thirty strokes of the military cane. If not for practicing Xuantian Technique, he would have died on the spot.
But because of that, he suffered from lingering injuries.
"If that's the case, why do you call yourself Tang San? Do you have two older brothers? Are you the third child in your family?" Wang Dong frowned.
"No… My father gave me this name. I don't know the reason."
"Do you know that, ten thousand years ago, a certain ancestor who ascended to the divine realm was also named Tang San?" Wang Dong's expression darkened.
The entire Clear Sky Sect, with thousands of members, strictly avoided mentioning that name.
For ten thousand years, no one dared to call themselves Tang San.
But this person… was being utterly audacious!
"I…" Tang San was dumbfounded. He had originally wanted to stage a great comeback, rising to glory once again with the name Tang San!
But now, not only had he failed spectacularly, he had completely embarrassed himself…
"Enough. I don't have time to argue with you. Change your name to Tang Cripple… No, Tang Que." Wang Dong waved her hand dismissively.
(T/N: Que [缺] means "lacking" or "deficient," but it sounds similar to "Cripple" in Chinese.)
Tang San: "No, I—"
"The young miss is kind. If it were any other Clear Sky Sect disciple, daring to call themselves Tang San, they would have been dealt with under sect rules." Tang Chao said coldly.
Tang San: "…"
He suddenly remembered… this rule… was one he had secretly set before ascending to the divine realm.
Damn it!
He was completely broken inside!
But he couldn't just reveal his identity and shout, I am Tang San! Who dares to defy me?!
If he did, the beating he'd get would be even worse…
"Alright, let's go, Uncle Tang Chao." Wang Dong gave a last glance at Tang San, who was still kneeling on the ground.
Author's Note:
Having Tang San awaken his martial soul and join the Clear Sky Sect is just to make things more entertaining.
Wouldn't it be even more satisfying to remove Wang Dong's seal right in front of Tang San's eyes and then shatter Tang Wutong's soul inside the Auspicious Beast?
(End of Chapter)