Douluo: The Son of Martial Soul, Deceiving All the Women

Chapter 265 God King Tang San
Tang San stared blankly at the martial arts manual in his hand, his eyes flickering.

For the first two years after he got his hands on this thing, he kept thinking about cultivating.

However, ever since he returned to the Haotian Sect, he has been constantly harassed by everyone and has also had to cultivate the Haotian Nine Absolutes, so he forgot about this thing.

A pang of regret welled up in Tang San's heart. If he hadn't forgotten, and had started cultivating earlier, he would be stronger now, and perhaps he wouldn't be so helpless as he is now.

Tang San then put away the Sunflower Manual, stood up, and went to the four elders, saying:
"Elders, I have some matters to attend to and would like to leave here first. I will not be traveling with you from here onwards."

The four elders frowned, exchanged glances, and then the second elder looked at Tang San with a serious expression.

"Tang San, we know you're eager for revenge, but as I told you before, going to avenge your father now will only be a pointless death."

"It would be better to come with us to Xingluo. The war between Tiandou and Xingluo has just escalated, and the two countries are unlikely to determine a winner within the next three years."

"With your classmate around, you should be able to cultivate steadily for a few years. Even if Xingluo loses, you will be able to find a better way out once you become stronger."

Upon hearing the Second Elder's words, Tang San quickly waved his hand.

"Second Elder, I left not to seek revenge against the Spirit Hall, but because my father told me a way to become stronger, so I want to try it."

"I know that with my current strength, I can't do anything. Only by becoming stronger will I have the right to say the word 'revenge'!"

After Tang San finished speaking, the four elders blinked, their eyes filled with astonishment. A way to become stronger? Does that kid Tang Hao even have such a thing?
However, regardless of whether the method is real or not, they have already seen that Tang San is very calm at this moment and has no intention of taking revenge in a moment of impulse.

"Since that's the case, then go. Remember, only by living can you have a chance for revenge. If you die, then you have nothing."

"Yes, elders, then Tang San will take his leave."

Tang San then left the valley alone, wanting to find a secluded place to fulfill the prerequisites for cultivating the Sunflower Manual.

After a day of searching, Tang San arrived at an inconspicuous hill at night and took over a black bear's cave.

After eating a meal of roasted bear meat, he took out a small knife, his eyes darting around as he looked at his crotch, feeling somewhat hesitant.

Although Tang San had already decided that he absolutely had to cultivate this technique, the courage required to castrate himself was simply too great.

Moreover, to be honest, he's not an expert in this area. If he doesn't cut it cleanly the first time, wouldn't he have to cut it all over again? That would be a real pain.

However, now that the matter has come to this, Tang San naturally cannot back down. He gritted his teeth and swung the dagger in his hand down fiercely.

"what!"

A painful, low wail echoed through the cave.

Without further ado, Tang San hastily applied some hemostatic powder to his wounds and began to attempt to cultivate the Sunflower Manual.

After a while, a strange laugh suddenly rang out from inside the cave, the sound shrill and somewhat insane.

"Ha, ha, it's done! I've mastered the Sunflower Manual!"

"That damned Baiyu wasn't lying. The speed at which this technique can be cultivated is truly astonishing."

"Hehehe, just you wait, Baiyu, you wait. I, Tang San, will definitely come to find you, I definitely will... *hiccup* Thud!" After a series of blows, Tang San, who had personally cut himself, finally couldn't bear it after turning from sorrow to joy and fainted.

However, for some unknown reason, Tang San was very restless while unconscious, not only waving his hands and feet back and forth, but also twitching his eyelids.

It wasn't until about half an hour later that things finally calmed down completely.

The next morning, Tang San, who had been unconscious all night, opened his eyes, his gaze very confused.

His expression changed immediately. He quickly scanned his surroundings, then took out a mirror from his soul tool and stared directly at his reflection.

"I'm back? Back to when I was sixteen? Wasn't I searching for Xiao Wu? Why have I been reborn?"

"Furthermore, even if I were reborn, why have things changed so drastically? And who is that white fish?"

"He can use the power of laws, could he also be a person from the God Realm who was reborn in Douluo Continent?"

"No, no, no, that's not right! There is no such god in the God Realm. I have been a God King in the God Realm for tens of thousands of years and have never seen that kind of power of law. He is not from the God Realm!"

“Since he is not from the realm of gods, then he must have come here from another world, just like I did before.”

Thinking of this, Tang San's expression turned extremely ugly, because he discovered that in the memories of the previous Tang San, the appearance of the white fish not only disrupted the original development of Douluo Continent.

Most importantly, he also stole his Xiao Wu, killed his father, and forced his predecessor to castrate himself to cultivate in order to seek revenge.

How could Tang San, who had stirred up trouble in the God Realm and served as a God King for tens of thousands of years, accept such an outcome?
"White Fish, you've already chosen your own death! You're just a nobody from outside the region; do you really think you can cause trouble on my territory?"

"You stole my Xiao Wu and killed my father. Once I regain my God King form, I will make sure you die a horrible death!"

God King Tang San's eyes were filled with rage, and he gritted his teeth, wishing he could kill Bai Yu right now and snatch Xiao Wu back.

However, no matter how powerful he was in the past, he is now only a level 47 Soul Master, and he only broke through to level 47 last night.

So even if you have a million ideas, you have to keep them to yourself for now. If you have this kind of strength, and you run up to Bai Yu, even if he is the God King Tang San, he is still just a piece of trash who can be slapped.

Tang San then took a deep breath and sat down on the rock again. Because the movement was too fast, it aggravated the wound between his legs.

The intense pain caused Tang San's face to twitch, and his anger burned even brighter.

"With that white fish's strength, I can't possibly withstand it now. I need time. As long as I have enough time, I can inherit the positions of Asura and Sea God. That's when I'll settle the score!"

"However, how can I buy time? Right now, the Heaven Dou Empire is completely controlled by Qian Renxue of the Spirit Hall. If I go there, I will only be sending myself to my death."

"And the Vast Ocean Universe Cover will also be impossible to obtain in the short term. The Haotian Sect has been crippled and cannot provide me with any assistance."

"The only way is to go to the City of Slaughter. That's right, we'll go to the City of Slaughter! Not only can we obtain the inheritance of the God of Asura there, but our great-grandfather Tang Chen will also be there."

"As long as we can restore Great-Grandfather's sanity, we will not only have an ally, but we can also plan for the Sea God's inheritance and quickly increase our strength!"

(End of this chapter)