Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

Tang San, the Sea God, had never been so vulnerable before.

Even when besieged by the Rakshasa God and the Angel God ten thousand years ago, they were not as distraught as they are today.

He thought he had already asked Moon to destroy the video, but no, he had destroyed it himself.

But why does this woman still possess this video? Could it be that this whole thing was orchestrated by the girl in front of me? But considering that Mu En brought her here, it means that she is the next Sea God Pavilion Master.

Since they're on our side, perhaps they just don't understand us very well.

Above the realm of gods, the Sea God Tang San took a deep breath and silently prayed, "I can't get angry. She probably just doesn't know about my glorious deeds."

I will use my personal charm to make this young woman submit to me and do things for me.

After watching the video, Poseidon Tang San was truly certain that the clone he had created was... utterly pathetic.

This was a fact he had to admit—that clone had actually fallen so low as to become entangled with Dai Mubai's descendants. He had never lost his composure like this when he was winning people's hearts ten thousand years ago!

Seeing that Tang San, the Sea God, had fallen silent while watching the video, Mo Yan couldn't help but smile and said, "It seems that Tang San's ancestor still appreciates this art."

Upon hearing this, Mu En, who was standing nearby, hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade him: "Mo Yan, quickly put away the video! This is our ancestor; we can't just mess around like we used to."

He used to ignore Mo Yan'ai's antics, but this time it was in front of their ancestor, so it was no small matter.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Even the ancestors had no objections, so why are you objecting first?"

Upon hearing this, Moon's lips twitched involuntarily.

At this moment, in his eyes, Mo Yan was no different from a "demon pill," even more troublesome than an evil soul master!
“Indeed, this scene is very ‘artistic.’ Although I don’t quite understand this kind of art, I will give it some respect.” Sea God Tang San was already planning to win over the girl in front of him, so he was willing to go along with Mo Yan’s words to a certain extent.

"Old man Mu En, look, even Tang San's ancestor isn't in a hurry, so why are you?"

Moon: ...

At this moment, Moon was at a loss for words.

His gaze couldn't help but fall on that golden figure—Ancestor Tang San, but a "storm" suddenly began to rage in his mind: Could it be that ten thousand years ago, Ancestor Tang San treated Ancestor Dai Mubai in the same way?
If that's the case, then what about Xiao Wu's ancestor?
No wonder Tang San's ancestor valued that Tang San with the same name in the outer courtyard so much; now I know why!

"I understand."

At this moment, Moon's mind was filled with the words "I understand".

If Tang San, the Sea God, knew that Mu En was thinking about all sorts of nonsense, he would probably throw the Sea God Trident right away.

However, his gaze was entirely fixed on Mo Yan at the moment, and he completely failed to notice Mu En's "as if he understood everything" look in his eyes.

"Your name is Mo Yan, right?"

"Hmm." Mo Yan nodded, feeling quite curious about how Tang San planned to win him over.

"Plus your martial soul of extreme fire, it really is a good name." Sea God Tang San praised, his voice revealing a hint of satisfaction that the academy had produced such a genius. "Then, Mo Yan, do you know the saying, 'With great power comes great responsibility'?"

"I bore a great responsibility ten thousand years ago, and finally defeated the evil Spirit Hall."

"Ten thousand years later, the ambitions of the Sun Moon Empire have swelled as much as those of the Spirit Hall back then. Are you willing to contribute your strength to this continent and stop the Sun Moon Empire's conspiracy?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Yan fell silent.

She ultimately overestimated the Sea God Tang San. She thought this guy could spout some profound truths, but in the end, he just gave such ordinary remarks.

These words were like bland water; she had no desire to even take a sip. They were so ordinary that they couldn't stir the slightest ripple in her heart.

At this moment, Tang San, the Sea God, was completely unaware that Mo Yan was unmoved. He thought the girl in front of him was touched by his words and was standing there silently thinking. He secretly felt smug: Sure enough, my words are quite persuasive.

He waited quietly—this kind of thing requires a lot of patience.

Moon, who was standing to the side, slowly came to his senses.

He took Tang San's ancestor's words to heart.

Unexpectedly, the ancestor also valued Mo Yan so much. If he had to choose between Tang San and Mo Yan in the outer courtyard, he would prefer the latter.

Although Mo Yan's actions are a bit "evil," her true nature is not as outrageous as Tang San's.

"Ancestor Tang San, you must understand that there is a genius from my family in the Sun Moon Empire. He is my beloved relative, brother, and sworn brother!"

Upon hearing this, Moon couldn't help but rub his forehead—it's over, it's completely over!

Upon hearing this, Poseidon Tang San fell silent. After a moment, he asked, "So, you're going to refuse, is that it?" His tone remained gentle, but Mo Yan could already detect the threat and warning in his words.

"No, no, no." Mo Yan shook his head, then changed the subject, "So, the ancestor has to add 'money'! Otherwise, I really can't bring myself to do it!"

Moon: ...

Tang San:……

They thought Mo Yan would refuse for the sake of his so-called "beloved relatives and friends, brothers and sisters", but they never expected him to say such a thing in the end!

In the realm of gods, the killing intent that had surged within Tang San, the Sea God, upon hearing these words vanished instantly. He stroked his chin, pondered for a long time, and then smiled again: "This woman is indeed worth nurturing!"

He immediately controlled his divine sense and spoke: "Mo Yan, I promise you, if you can stop the Sun Moon Empire's expanding ambitions, when you become a Limit Douluo in the future, I can promise you a godhood and make you a god!"

"Hiss—" Moon gasped, never expecting his ancestor to be so generous.

If those words were spoken to himself... unfortunately, the ancestor's promise was for Mo Yan.

For Tang San, who is a dual God King, it is actually very simple to get a godhood for Mo Yan—there are quite a few minor gods in the God Realm anyway, so he can just “fool” him a little.

Incidentally, he can also gain another wave of faith in Douluo Continent, consolidate Shrek Academy's loyalty to him, and there are various other factors that are beneficial to him.

This is a win-win situation!

"Become a god?" Mo Yan repeated softly.

“That’s right!” Sea God Tang San’s tone was firm.

Mo Yan was already rolling his eyes to the heavens in his heart. This guy was starting to make empty promises to himself.

Even if he really keeps his promise, he will most likely only be given a position as a priest or a third-level god. What use is that?

Moreover, she had little interest in the divine positions in the God Realm—those so-called gods were at most just Soul Masters with longer lifespans; it was far more practical to embrace her "original body."

At this moment, Tang San, the Sea God, was eagerly awaiting Mo Yan's agreement.

He felt that no girl could resist the temptation of "becoming a god," and Mo Yan would definitely agree immediately.

But Mo Yan's refusal immediately stunned both Tang San, the Sea God, and Mu En, who could hardly believe what they were hearing.

...(End of chapter)