Starting from the young master of Haotian Sect.

Chapter 554 After Unifying the World
Tang San looked into the unfathomable confusion in her eyes, and the moment their gazes met, an indescribable tension filled the air. It wasn't just the scrutiny between opponents, but also the lingering ambiguity and complexity of their past physical intimacy.

After a moment of silence, Tang San instantly closed the distance between them, close enough that he could clearly see his cold reflection in her eyes and smell her unique, aggressive, poisonous scent.

When she saw Tang San approaching, Bibi Dong's breath hitched almost imperceptibly; the man's presence always easily disturbed her peace of mind.

Looking at her slightly trembling shoulders, Tang San remained silent for a moment, then softened his tone: "Now that it's all over, what are your plans for the future?"

Bibi Dong did not answer immediately. The sea breeze blew through her hair, but it could not dispel the confusion in her heart. The obsession that had sustained her for decades suddenly disappeared, leaving behind only emptiness.

After a long silence, she asked softly, with a hint of bewilderment that she herself didn't even realize, "What other plans do you think I could have?"

Bibi Dong took out the Asura Divine Sword, its dark red blade gleaming eerily in the setting sun. "To obtain the Asura Godhood and ascend to the God Realm?" She gently shook her head, her eyes calm and undisturbed, and said, "Now that I think about it, it doesn't seem like something I absolutely must pursue."

"After avenging your great grudge, you're now at a loss for where to go, aren't you?" Tang San's voice softened slightly, losing some of its usual authority and gaining a rare, almost personal, gentleness. The complex and secretive relationship between them gave him an understanding of Bibi Dong's current state of mind that surpassed that of ordinary people.

Bibi Dong did not answer, which was taken as tacit agreement. Her life had been almost entirely filled with hatred, and now that it had all been suddenly removed, leaving behind only desolation.

Tang San gazed at Bibi Dong's perfect profile, looking at this woman with whom he shared a special connection. His voice was calm yet carried a certain power: "The Spirit Hall needs to change, and the continent needs to be rebuilt. With your abilities, you shouldn't be trapped in the shadows of the past. Besides, you have a daughter; you are not alone."

His words were like a pebble thrown into stagnant water, creating ripples in Bibi Dong's heart. She slowly turned her head and met his deep, ocean-like eyes, where she did not see the sharp edge that could kill a god.

Upon hearing Tang San's words, for some reason, Bibi Dong's cheeks flushed slightly, her eyes involuntarily darting away, and she muttered in a low voice, "Shameless."

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Tang San was stunned. He couldn't understand how his advice to do good had become "shameless".

Bibi Dong rolled her eyes at him, then casually tossed the Asura Divine Sword to him: "I don't want this sword. You take good care of Xue'er."

He caught the Asura God Sword that Bibi Dong threw at him. This poor Asura God's sword was being tossed around like that; it was quite pitiful.

At this moment, Tang San realized why Bibi Dong had called him shameless, and hurriedly shouted, "No! That's not what I meant, hey, you misunderstood!"

However, the purple figure had already gracefully disappeared into the twilight.

Tang San gazed in the direction she had disappeared, shaking his head helplessly. He looked down at the divine sword in his hand; the sea breeze carried its lingering scent and brought new thoughts.

"The Haotian Sect has reached its peak, and my own cultivation has also reached the limit of this realm. After unifying the world, what should I do next?"

As the young sect leader, Tang San's responsibility from birth was to make the Clear Sky Sect even greater. Now, the Clear Sky Sect is no longer just great, but unprecedentedly strong, far ahead, and even controlling the world. Tang San's cultivation has also reached its limit, and it will still take some time before he can go to the God Realm.

Tang San didn't think too much about it; these were all things for later. He needed to go back to his sect first.

Tang San flashed back to the sect's gate. Before he even stood still, all the disciples at the gate seemed to have been lined up waiting, their voices shaking the heavens: "Greetings, Your Majesty!"

The shouts were unified, filled with utmost respect and fervor.

Tang San frowned slightly, waved his hand gently, and said in a voice that, though not loud, was clear to everyone: "The Haotian Sect will always be the Haotian Sect. It will never become an empire, and I have no intention of becoming emperor. Everything remains the same. Just call me Young Sect Master."

"Hehe, I knew it! The young sect leader is still the young sect leader!" A booming voice rang out, and Tailong strode in. His figure was more robust and powerful than ever before, like a moving mountain. Every step he took carried a deep and powerful aura, and the fluctuations of his soul power were clearly at the level of a titled Douluo—after the battle against the evil god on the Sun Moon Continent, he successfully broke through and was titled "Golden Ape"!
Tang San's gaze fell on Tai Long, a hint of approval flashing across his face. He nodded and said, "Tai Long, your achievements today are due to your own diligence and bloody battles. I am very pleased."

Upon hearing this, Tailong scratched the back of his head with a simple and honest expression, but said with utmost solemnity, "My breakthrough to the Title Douluo level was entirely due to the guidance and opportunities provided by the Young Sect Master. The Young Sect Master's kindness is akin to giving me a second life, and I am willing to give my life for the Young Sect Master at any time!"

"You flatter me." Tang San shook his head slightly, his tone calm yet firm. "Your achievements stem from your hard work and perseverance. There's no need to attribute the credit to me. Continuing to serve the sect is the best reward."

At this moment, a graceful figure landed lightly; it was Bai Chenxiang. She softly reported, "Young Sect Master, the Sect Master and the elders have been waiting in the council hall for quite some time."

Tang San nodded, his expression becoming more serious. He knew that although he was still nominally the young sect leader, in this world where strength was paramount, especially now, after a series of divine wars and dramatic changes in the continent's landscape, his power and influence were already decisive.

In the Douluo Continent today, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is nearly wiped out, the Lower Four Sects exist in name only, and the two great empires are shattered by the disaster caused by the Deep Sea Demon Dragon King, suffering heavy casualties. Only the Clear Sky Sect and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect have preserved most of their strength, and have become the two pillars that will determine the future of the continent.

When Tang San and Bai Chenxiang entered the solemn and dignified sect council hall, it was already packed with people.

Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, Bone Douluo Gu Rong, and Poison Douluo Dugu Bo were all present; on the Haotian Sect's side, Sect Master Tang Xiao, Grand Elder Tang Chen, Father Tang Hao, Aunt Tang Yuehua, and all the other elders were present; Ning Rongrong, Ye Lingling, and Dugu Yan also stood quietly to the side.

It can be said that those gathered here at this moment are the core figures who now hold the power to influence the fate of the entire Douluo Continent. Any decisions to be made in this hall will profoundly affect the future trajectory of the continent.

Although Tang San's strength was unparalleled in the world, he also knew that etiquette was essential. He stepped forward and bowed to the elders present, saying, "Father, Uncle, elders, seniors."

Tang Xiao and Tang Hao exchanged a glance, both seeing the seriousness in each other's eyes. Tang Hao took a deep breath, and as a father, he spoke first, his voice low and solemn:
"Little San, now that the war of the gods has ended and the continent has been initially stabilized, both great empires and the Spirit Hall have been severely weakened, and the system of the seven major sects has collapsed. Although my Haotian Sect disciples have avoided most of the calamities by relying on the City of Slaughter, there have still been many casualties."

He paused, his gaze fixed intently on Tang San, and the atmosphere in the entire hall became unusually quiet and focused.

"The mistress," Tang Hao said again, his tone heavy.

"Father, please speak." Tang San's expression hardened, sensing that an important decision was about to be made.

Tang Hao exchanged a glance with the elders around him, as if he had made up his mind. He stared at Tang San and said, word by word, with absolute clarity:
"You should have children and continue the bloodline of our Tang family."

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Upon hearing this, Tang San froze on the spot, his face filled with astonishment and confusion, unsure how to respond. This sudden "important task" seemed to leave him even more bewildered than when he faced the Deep Sea Demon Dragon King and Qian Xunji.

(End of this chapter)