Douluo: I have too many clones

Chapter 787 Repaying a Favor?
"Go for it, Wu Lin. For the future of Tang Sect and Shrek Academy, go and have an earth-shattering romance with him."

Tang San's voice echoed in the sea of ​​consciousness, his words carrying an undeniable determination.

In order to stop the damage in time—no, for the future of the entire Douluo Continent, he had to guide his "daughter" to make the most "correct" choice.

Upon hearing this, Tang Wulin was completely stunned, his eyes filled with disbelief: "Huh???"

What kind of logic is this? Dating? Although she became a woman due to various changes, her inherent pride and persistence have never changed. She would never resort to this method to get close to someone in order to achieve her goal.

An indescribable sense of astonishment and resistance welled up inside Tang Wulin, and his voice trembled slightly: "Father, what... what are you saying? Fusheng and I are friends, how can you use him in this way?"

"Moreover, rebuilding Shrek Academy and clearing the Tang Clan's name are challenges that we should overcome ourselves. How can we pin our hopes on a vague and unrealistic romance?"

Tang San's divine sense seemed to have anticipated her reaction. His tone remained calm, but carried an undeniable air of authority: "Wu Ling, you're too naive. Those who achieve great things don't concern themselves with trifles. Right now, the Tang Sect and Shrek Academy are facing a life-or-death crisis. What does a small sacrifice matter?"

“Nan Fusheng carries the destiny of the mainland and is also a core official of the Federation. By binding ourselves to him, we can not only bring you substantial help such as military pay, resources, and policy support, but also use his destiny to avert the current impending catastrophe.”

"You already have a history with him, so you'll feel more natural around him than with others. This is a golden opportunity; how can you let it go to waste?"

"Besides, you're with Nan Fusheng, but that doesn't mean you have to let him touch you. You can... well, you can choose to maintain a pure love with him. True love never cares about worldly pleasures."

Tang San's consciousness paused slightly at this point, but then he became confident again.

When it comes to "PUA" tactics, Tang San's divine sense is truly masterful. Wasn't Huo Yuhao, ten thousand years ago, subjected to this kind of torment and reprimand by him, only to end up deeply grateful and affectionately calling him "Father-in-law"?
Putting everything else aside for now, let's first tie Nan Fusheng, this cash cow, to the Tang family's big ship and share in his good fortune. As for whether or not we'll actually get him later, that's still up to them.

Tang Wulin took a deep breath and said firmly, "I'm sorry, Father. No matter how difficult the situation, we will overcome it with our own strength. If we really need to rely on external forces, it should be through fair and square cooperation, not through such means."

The air seemed to freeze. Tang San's consciousness was silent for a moment, and his tone carried a hint of helplessness: "Your temperament is just like your mother's... Never mind, I won't force you to do this anymore."

"Hmm." Tang Wulin nodded slightly, feeling inexplicably relieved, and slowly withdrew from the sea of ​​consciousness.

What a silly child!

Watching Tang Wulin's stubborn demeanor as he left, Tang San sighed silently in his heart. This child is ultimately too inexperienced; how could he understand the true value of being a chosen one?

Ten thousand years ago, he sent his beloved daughter Tang Wutong to Douluo Continent so that she could live under the same roof as Huo Yuhao. Wasn't that all for the sake of being close to the water and getting the moon first?

The descendants of gods are not necessarily destined to become gods; at most, they just have a higher starting point than ordinary people. (In the original novel, Wang Dong was just over eleven years old when he first appeared, and was a level twenty-one Great Soul Master.)
At that time, the realm of gods had not yet been swallowed by the black hole, and the God of Destruction was watching his every move closely from the shadows, so even if he wanted to manipulate things in secret, he was restricted in his actions.

Given Tang Wutong's playful and carefree nature as a child, without Huo Yuhao's great fortune, she could only achieve the position of a priest at most in this life, let alone inherit the position of a god.
That's why, when Tang San discovered Huo Yuhao, this rising star, he decided to send his daughter to Douluo Continent so that she could live with Huo Yuhao. This way, being close to him would pave a bright future for his daughter.

Otherwise, how could those old monsters at Shrek Academy, with their keen eyesight, not have noticed the extraordinary nature of the Goddess of Light Butterfly? All of this was because he was pulling the strings behind the scenes.

In order to give Tang Wutong a better future and to prevent her from ruining things by acting out, Tang San had no choice but to harden his heart and split his daughter's soul in two, and also erase some of her memories.

Fortunately, although the process was full of twists and turns, the ending was relatively satisfactory, and Tang Wutong finally managed to firmly grasp Huo Yuhao's control.

However, things are unpredictable, and there are always things that don't go as planned.

When he merged the souls of Wang Dong'er and Wang Qiu'er to restore his daughter's memories, her willful and capricious nature was immediately revealed. She failed to recognize Huo Yuhao immediately, which led to the Orange incident and added many variables.

Ju Zi, a mortal woman who was in love with Huo Yuhao, made what seemed to be the "best" choice at the time through a series of unexpected events—stealing Huo Yuhao's seed and giving birth to Xu Yunhan, a "bastard child".

Why did Tang San harbor murderous intent towards Ju Zi and Xu Yunhan? The answer is actually quite simple.

As a descendant of Huo Yuhao, Xu Yunhan's birth undoubtedly diverted some of Huo Yuhao's fortune, and this diverted fortune gave the Sun Moon Empire an opportunity to continue.

Originally, Tang San planned that after Huo Yuhao became a Limit Douluo, he would single-handedly intimidate a country and completely destroy the Sun Moon Empire, a nation of Soul Masters.

Subsequently, the three kingdoms of Tianhun, Douling, and Xingluo could then seize the territory of the Sun Moon Empire, re-establishing a tripartite balance of power. This would stabilize the order of the Douluo Continent and align with his planned strategy.

However, the birth of Xu Yunhan, this "bastard child," was like a stone thrown into a lake, completely disrupting his entire plan and shattering his ambitions.

That's why Tang San personally descended to the mortal realm to bring his daughter back to the God Realm. His purpose was to lure Huo Yuhao to the God Realm, preventing him from staying on Douluo Continent, fearing that things might change and his plans would fail.

The reason why Tang San made things difficult for Huo Yuhao when he ascended to the God Realm was partly because the fortune belonging to their Tang family had been divided up.

According to Tang San's original plan, the daughter who inherited the martial soul of the Goddess of Light Butterfly should naturally assume the position of the first-level god "God of Light".

However, in reality, Tang Wutong ultimately only inherited the position of the second-level deity "Butterfly Goddess." While many complex factors were involved, the diversion of fortune was undoubtedly a key element.

The division of fortune weakened the overall fortune of the Tang family, which ultimately hindered Tang Wutong's chances of becoming a first-level deity.

Fortunately, although Wu Tong was a bit unlucky, his plan still succeeded.

Tang Hao, the father, with the immense fortune accumulated by the Tang family, coupled with his own millennia of accumulation and the resonance with the Douluo Continent, finally broke through the shackles and became the master of the Douluo Continent. His mother, Ah Yin, fared even better; with the help of the Tang family's fortune, she accelerated her fusion with the life essence of the Douluo Continent, ultimately becoming the core of life on the continent.

This shows just how important luck is.

"Never mind, Nan Fusheng is just a mortal anyway. When the grand plan of ten thousand years is completed, there will be plenty of ways to deal with him." Tang San sighed slightly, then sank into Tang Wulin's spiritual sea.

……

"What are you doing?"

Outside the large stadium in Mingdu, Nan Fusheng looked at Lan Fuzi, who had come to block his way again, and his tone was filled with helplessness.

Is this girl deliberately picking a fight with him? They just made up, and now she's back to ambush him again.

Lan Fuzi crossed her arms and snorted softly, "Don't worry, I'm not here to cause trouble. At least until I've repaid the two favors I owe you, I won't lay a hand on you."

Upon hearing this, Nan Fusheng couldn't help but feel a bit curious and pressed on, "What if both favors are repaid?"

"Hmph!" Lan Fuzi merely snorted twice without giving a direct answer. A sly glint flashed in his clear eyes, as if he were already plotting something in his mind.

"Tell me, what do you need me to do?" She suddenly pulled her arms back, her tone becoming crisp and decisive.

Nan Fusheng looked at her with a puzzled expression and said, "Huh? What do you mean by 'I need you to do something'?"

"Stop pretending to be confused." Lan Fuzi shook his fist slightly, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force. "If there's anyone you need me to deal with, just tell me, and I'll teach him a lesson for you."

"Huh?" Nan Fusheng's confusion instantly turned into a wry smile. He looked at the aggressive girl in front of him and shook his head helplessly. "I'm sorry, I haven't made any enemies with anyone recently, so there's really no need for you to take action."

"how is this possible?"

Lan Fuzi seemed to have heard something unbelievable. Her eyes widened suddenly, and she scrutinized Nan Fusheng from head to toe, as if trying to find evidence that someone held a grudge against him. "With your... how could you, who is so prone to causing trouble, have never offended anyone?"

"Hey, that's going a bit too far." A few black lines appeared on Nan Fusheng's forehead, his tone carrying a hint of amusement and protest, "What do you mean by 'easily attracting trouble'? That's a bit too much of a personal attack."

He took a deep breath, suppressing a slight sense of helplessness, and reiterated, "In short, I really don't need you to use your 'favors' right now."

“If you don’t need it, do you expect me to keep owing you money?” Lan Fuzi was clearly not satisfied with the answer. Her brows furrowed tightly, and her tone became somewhat stubborn. “I, Lan Fuzi, have never liked owing others anything, especially favors.”

She took a half step forward, her gaze fixed on Nan Fusheng, as if trying to see a hint of concealment in his eyes. "Think it over carefully. Is there really no one you need me to teach a lesson to? Even if it's just a minor unpleasantness, I can take care of it for you."

Looking at Lan Fuzi's persistent expression, Nan Fusheng pondered for a moment before slowly speaking: "Alright, since you insist on this, I do have a few people I don't like."

Before he finished speaking, Lan Fuzi's eyes suddenly lit up, like sparks igniting in the dark night.

She subconsciously moved her wrists, her knuckles making a slight cracking sound, and asked urgently, "Who is it? Tell me quickly, I'll go and take care of him for you right now." She looked ready to set off to find the person at any moment.

Nan Fusheng lowered his eyelids slightly and said in a calm tone, "The Eternal East Wind of the Spirit Pagoda, that old geezer is awful. Could you go and beat him up for me?"

"Go to hell!" Lan Fuzi spat in annoyance upon hearing this, his previous enthusiasm instantly cooling down.

"You're the worst one! Putting aside whether I can beat him or not, I still have to participate in the martial arts tournament to find a husband. If I attack the tower master of the Spirit Pagoda, I won't even be able to stay in Mingdu, let alone qualify for the tournament."

She frowned and waved her hands repeatedly: "No, that's too unfair. I want to add a condition—you can't make me deal with people who are far stronger than me. This isn't repaying a favor; it's sending me to my death."

Nan Fusheng was not angry upon hearing this. He simply nodded thoughtfully and then said after a moment, "Alright, let's change targets. You should know the Speaker of the Federal Council, right? He's just a grumpy old man with the highest cultivation level of a Soul King. I don't like him much either. Go and beat him up for me. That shouldn't be too difficult, right?"

“I think you’re the one who should be getting a beating right now.” Lan Fuzi glared at him, her tone laced with a hint of gritted teeth. “Seriously, can’t you name someone more? You’re clearly just trying to make things difficult for me.”

Nan Fusheng helplessly spread his hands, putting on an innocent expression: "This won't work, that won't work. So what use is your favor to me?"

Lan Fuzi was so angry at his appearance that she gritted her teeth. She took a deep breath to suppress her anger and said in a deep voice, "Nan Fusheng, I really want to repay this favor. I'm not here to play along with your nonsense."

"It's pointless to bring up those people who are in high positions of power or whose strength far surpasses mine. Can you tell me about a real problem that needs to be solved? For example, which fool offended you, or which forgetful opponent provoked you? These are the kinds of things I can help with."

She paused, her tone softening slightly, but still carrying an undeniable seriousness: "I, Lan Fuzi, always keep my word. If I promise to repay your favor, I will never go back on my word."

"But you should show some sincerity and stop trying to fob me off with these impossible things. Otherwise, even if I owe you something, I might not take your perfunctory attitude seriously anymore."

Looking at her tense profile, Nan Fusheng's smile deepened, but he deliberately sighed, "But I really don't have anyone like that around me. Either they're too powerful for you to handle, or their status is too special, and it would be a loss to mess with them. Tell me, wouldn't keeping these favors just make them useless?"

"You..." Lan Fuzi was speechless for a moment, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she stomped her foot, saying, "You're doing this on purpose! I don't care, you have to come up with a more realistic goal. Otherwise, I'm staying here today and I won't let you go anywhere!"

(End of this chapter)