In Douluo Continent, I am the mastermind behind the scenes.

Chapter 103. Father and Daughter Turn Against Each Other!

"Oh, I see."

After learning about Wang Dong'er's background, Qin Mengmeng no longer tried to persuade her to stay; their two families were simply not on the same path!

……

Upon returning to Haotian Fortress and back to her room, Wang Dong'er felt a wave of dizziness wash over her, and a strange memory flooded her mind.

Is she Tang Wutong, or... Wang Dong'er?

For a moment, Wang Dong'er was deeply immersed in self-doubt. It wasn't that she didn't believe in her own background, but rather... that scoundrel Tang San could actually be her biological father.

"You are the Supreme God King, one of the three great law enforcement gods of the God Realm, and the leader of the Sea God and Asura God factions. Yet you are still not satisfied; you want more, you want to become the ruler of the Douluo God Realm! For this... you did not hesitate to murder Aunt Green and Uncle Purple, and even sold your daughter to become a tool to bind someone... Tang San, you treacherous dog, why don't you just die?"

As she spoke, Wang Dong'er picked up the Haotian Hammer and began smashing it wildly, leaving no trace of her presence.

After an unknown amount of time, Wang Dong'er was exhausted from smashing things. She collapsed to the ground as if all her strength had been drained, and tears instantly streamed down her face.

Just then, a light blue figure solidified, looked in Wang Dong'er's direction, and said calmly, "Have you made enough of a scene? If you have, go change your clothes. You have to attend the engagement ceremony later."

As a chilling voice rang in her ears, Wang Dong'er stopped crying, quickly wiped away her tears, pointed at Tang San's nose, and questioned, "Tang San, in your eyes, am I only fit to be a tool for a political marriage, unworthy... unworthy to be your heir?"

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Tang San said coldly, "A girl should just get married and have children. What's the use of thinking so much? Inheriting my position? Hmph, it's not your turn, a woman!"

Hahahahaha...

Wang Dong'er laughed loudly, and as she laughed, two streams of tears welled up in her eyes.

In the Douluo Continent, where strength reigns supreme, Tang San not only indulges in pure love, but also stubbornly believes that his daughter has no right to inherit his family business...

Utterly ridiculous! Absolutely utterly ridiculous!

She doesn't mind getting married, whether it's the son of life and destruction, or the son of Lieyan and Jidong. If all else fails, an outstanding offspring from a first-level deity's family is also acceptable.

Instead of... some chosen one from who-knows-where, making Wang Dong'er use her body to gain someone's loyalty to you, the Sea God Tang San!

Cheap? In Tang San's eyes, she was far too cheap. For a moment, Wang Dong'er even wished she were the daughter of the God of Destruction.

If she had been born in the Temple of Life, the divine position she inherited might not have been an ordinary second-level divine position, but rather... a divine position of life or destruction!

Without the blessing of the God of Life, she might not even have survived. But Tang San, that scoundrel, wanted more, and even his godmother's family was not spared. He was worse than a pig or a dog!

Thinking of this, Wang Dong'er no longer hesitated. The Haotian Hammer in her hand instantly turned into a pile of powder. In an instant, she felt a burning sensation in her throat and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

"Self-destruct your martial soul? Heh, save your breath, Wu Tong. You have neither the ability nor the right. Even if you commit suicide a million times, your father can still resurrect you. Just obediently get engaged to that brat Nalan Zhen and accept your father's arrangements."

Tang Sanhuan crossed his arms and watched Wang Dong'er perform her monkey act with great interest, showing no intention of going over to comfort her.

"Really... you're not qualified?"

Wang Dong'er sneered and with a gentle wave of her hand, a river of time separated the father and daughter.

The next moment, several wronged souls emerged from the river of time and hovered around Tang San.

"You little brat, why don't you take your master to the realm of gods?"

"Tang San, you scoundrel! Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has given you our hearts and souls, why did you sit idly by and watch two of our sect's guardian Douluo perish?"

"Tang San, you beast! I gave you the entire medicine garden and even slaughtered the entire Jialing Pass for you, yet Yan Yan still died from the venom of the Jade Phosphorous Serpent! You insatiable beast!"

"Tang San, my good son-in-law, why won't you bring your mother-in-law back to life?"

"Tang San..."

Originally, a few wronged souls wouldn't have caused any real harm to the Great God King Tang, but the sheer number of them, coupled with the fact that there's more than one river of time, meant that the wronged souls seemed to have found an outlet and were crawling over along the "internet cable."

This includes, but is not limited to, the Soul Masters of Jialing Pass, as well as Soul Masters and civilians who died in the Demon Plane and the Abyss Plane.

Even the Empress of a certain world, who rose to power by manipulating men's emotions, couldn't withstand this type of attack, let alone a mere Tang San.

Amidst hundreds of millions of insults, Tang San, unable to bear it any longer, released the divine consciousness. However, these wronged souls not only did not dissipate, but even followed the "internet cable" and entered Tang San's true spiritual sea.

Upon hearing the hundreds of millions of curses, Tang San nearly shattered his Dao Heart, and even the Sea God's core within his body became chaotic.

"You despicable woman, Tang Wutong! You rebellious daughter! I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!"

Tang San has no conscience, and even his heart is black, but that doesn't mean he doesn't care about other people's insults. He was so upset that he held his head and rolled on the ground.

However… unfortunately, simply rolling around wouldn't alleviate his pain at all. This wasn't physical damage, but mental damage. Even destroying these vengeful spirits wouldn't help; each dead spirit would turn into a wisp of black smoke and continue to drift in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Third Brother, what's wrong with Wu Tong? She's your daughter! Even tigers don't eat their cubs, how could you say something like killing her?"

Seeing Tang San lying on the ground in pain, Xiao Wu did not go forward to care for him. Instead, she crossed her arms and stared at him coldly.

For Xiao Wu, Tang Wutong is her only blood relative in this world, and she cannot allow Tang San to run rampant here!

After blocking out the voices in his mind, Tang San slowly got up from the ground. The next moment, his heart felt as if it were under immense pressure, and his mood became somewhat dejected.

As long as a person has the most basic emotions, they will have a kind side and a dark side. Tang San is no exception. He has not cultivated the path of ruthlessness, and he has not even mastered the power of the Sea God, let alone destroyed his own kind side.

Amidst all sorts of insults, Tang San has clearly developed inner demons. Without corresponding coping mechanisms, his kind and dark sides have begun to show signs of splitting.

(End of this chapter)