Douluo: The Holy Radiance of the Dragon King

Chapter 231 Tang Wulin: The Tang Clan is just a dream; Feng Zaixing: Ghost Emperor, come quickly to meet your death, or you will be spared the torment of escape.

"Hey, Wu Lin, your parents are just ordinary people. They can't handle that kind of force."

During the heartwarming moment of the family reunion, Lin Yuhan, who had come along, noticed that Tang Ziran and his wife looked pale and hurriedly reminded the lost Tang Wulin to be mindful of his behavior.

"Yeah!" Tang Wulin quickly loosened his grip, took several steps back, and scratched his head sheepishly.

"I'm sorry, Mom and Dad, I got too excited—"

He spoke carefully, afraid of frightening his adoptive parents whom he hadn't seen for many years.

"It's alright, it's alright. We're just happy to see you."

Tang Ziran took a deep breath, straightened her clothes, and began to express her long-held thoughts.

"Linlin, how have you been these past few years? Tell your mom and dad about it."

"Yes, Linlin, how have you been these past few years? Are this young lady and this young man your friends?"

Lang Yue was already in tears, but she was also rubbing her aching shoulders. She couldn't let the comedy turn into a tragedy on their first meeting.

She glanced at Xie Xie and Lin Yuhan behind Tang Wulin, her gaze lingering on Lin Yuhan for a moment.

"Yes, they are friends."

Tang Wulin gave the answer before the two could speak, and then introduced the two to his adoptive parents with an eager expression.

Lin Yuhan gracefully extended her hand, offering to be their tour guide. Tang Ziran and his wife immediately gave Tang Wulin a meaningful look.

To meet such a beautiful girl in this foreign land of the Star Luo Empire, the child has grown up!

Xie Xie was the most lively, smiling as he said, "Uncle and Aunt, you've come at just the right time. The Star Luo Empire has just finished its operation to wipe out the rebel forces and terrorists. Now the land is peaceful and tranquil, unlike when we came."

Tang Ziran asked in surprise, "You were attacked by rebel forces from the Star Luo Empire on your way here?"

"That's right, thankfully it was a close call." Xie Xie recalled the experiences of his group after arriving in the Star Luo Empire. They had been attacked, imprisoned, and their superiors had taken turns risking their lives, making it a truly colorful experience.

The couple, Qian Gu Qingfeng and his wife, have already returned to Douluo Continent with the ruined Qian Gu Zhangting. The admissions director who recruited the two brothers into the Spirit Transmission Academy will probably spend the rest of his life in a drunken stupor, dedicating his life to the breeding business.

It's still quite poignant to think about it.

Tang Wulin wiped his face and smiled, "Everything is fine. We are now disciples of the Spirit Transmission Tower, and our future is secure."

"That's good, that's good." Tang Ziran had already heard a brief description of Tang Wulin's current situation from the staff when she arrived. Now that she saw with her own eyes that her son was doing well, she felt greatly relieved.

Lin Yu smiled and said, "His greatest achievement is as a blacksmith. I am already the most outstanding genius in the blacksmithing world of the Star Luo Empire, but his potential is even greater than mine."

Upon hearing this, Lang Yue quickly stepped forward, took Lin Yuhan's hand, and began to recount the story with a smile. Normally, a mother would be very happy to hear about her son's achievements.

Amidst a vibrant, harmonious, and warm atmosphere, a figure descended with the sound of a sword, revealing a middle-aged man in an ancient robe with a melancholy expression.

"Are you really sure you've made up your mind? We're about to return to a treasure trove in the Federation to seek an opportunity. I believe you'll definitely find that opportunity if you go."

Zang Xin looked at Tang Wulin, who was enjoying family time with his adoptive parents, and felt utterly helpless. He cursed Feng Zaixing countless times in his heart.

You, Feng Zaixing, thought you wouldn't stop us, but you brought Tang Wulin's parents from the Federation in a special speedboat, deliberately trying to disgust us.

Seeing the sincerity in Zang Xin's eyes, Tang Wulin bowed and raised his head, saying in a low voice, "Thank you for your kindness, Palace Master, but as I said, we can no longer return to the Tang Sect, and I cannot bear such a noble status. Just pretend you don't know me."

"You—sigh!"

Zang Xin glanced at Tang Wulin and his wife, Tang Ziran, and sighed deeply, shaking his head and saying, "Fine, fine! I won't force you anymore. I wish you a smooth life."

Having said that, he didn't wait for Tang Wulin's response. He flashed onto a high-speed speedboat prepared by the Tang Sect. The seven Heavenly Kings of Monster Academy, except for Dai Yun'er, were already there.

However, at this moment, they were all wearing Shrek Academy's iconic turquoise clothes, signifying that they had been promoted from the branch school to the main school and were about to follow the Tang Sect, an external organization of Shrek Academy, into the legendary Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire.

Undoubtedly, they now have a new identity: the Shrek Seven Devils, inheriting the glory of Shrek Academy for 20,000 years.

As the speedboat drove away, Tang Ziran noticed the ancient character "Tang" on it and looked at Tang Wulin with concern: "Linlin, are you also connected to the Tang Clan?"

"That's all in the past, it doesn't matter now." Tang Wulin smiled calmly, as if nothing had happened.

His connection with the Tang Sect was like a dream. He entered the sect with high hopes under the guidance of Wu Changkong, only to be driven away by the unreasonable Cai Yue'er. Now, he inexplicably learns that he might be the son of the Sea God Tang San, and the Tang Sect has come to invite him back. It's like a dream.

However, he was very clear about the extent of his talent and potential. Although his Golden Dragon bloodline had inexplicably become much stronger after that night, his life's end was probably just becoming a Super Douluo, and there was no point in returning to the Tang Sect.

Zang Xin and his group weren't interested in correcting Cai Yue'er's unreasonable behavior; they just wanted to bring back this person, who was suspected to be the "son of the founder," and turn him into a statue. It was a realistic but disheartening situation.

The Sea God Tang San was a deity he had admired since childhood, but now this deity was an evil god who was bringing disaster to the continent, which he could not and did not want to think about.

Let everything take its course. I can't bear the title of the son of the sea god. I should cherish my parents instead.

Lang Yue said, "Linlin, don't think too much. No matter what, we will always be with you from now on."

"Um!"

Tang Wulin gave a heavy "hmm," his wandering gaze catching sight of a special report being played on the city's open-air soul-guided light screen, detailing the joint operation between the Star Luo Empire and the Sun Moon Federation to eliminate the Green Skull rebels. He then smiled and explained, "Mom and Dad, look, the Green Skull organization is actually a branch of the Holy Spirit Cult, an evil soul master organization. They've been causing trouble on the Star Luo Continent for years. This time, our Federation's experts joined forces with the powerful Star Luo Empire and finally wiped them out in one fell swoop."

After reading the report for a while, Tang Ziran exclaimed in surprise, "They captured three god-level mechs and a huge number of black and purple mechs. The Green Skull organization is truly massive."

The Soul Guiding Light Screen reported the scene of Han Tianyi, the new head of the Star Luo Empire's Spirit Tower branch, flying in the sky on a red mecha. His aged eyes were exceptionally bright, filled with a desire for god-level metal.

Xie Xie chuckled, "Even the strongest have been destroyed by us. Another one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Holy Spirit Cult has been taken down. Our Federation is thriving."

The screen on the Soul Guidance Platform switched, and the faces of Feng Zaixing, Gu Yue, Yu Xin, Na'er, and Yuan Enye Hui appeared, radiating youthful vigor.

Feng Zaixing fiddled with the Dark Bell, pointing a single finger to the sky, and shouted to the Holy Spirit Cult: "Ghost Emperor, I have personally slain the Dark Bell! The Dark Hummingbird has long been captured by us, and Harosa is utterly destroyed. You should all offer your necks for slaughter now, so you can avoid years of suffering on the run!"

"Feng Zaixing has made his move. Another one of the Four Heavenly Kings has been killed. We only have the Douling Continent, the last pure land, left."

On a floating island in the ocean, the Ghost Emperor, shrouded in a black robe and with a tattered body, spoke in a voice that was almost beyond the realm of human language, more than ten times worse than the cawing of a crow.

He looked around at his subordinates, and all the familiar faces were gone. Harosa was gone, as were Dark Blood Demon, Dark Hummingbird, Dark Bell, and Dark Blood Eye. All of this was thanks to Bai Feng Zaixing!

Leng Yulai, who rose from the bottom of the Four Heavenly Kings to the top of the Four Heavenly Kings thanks to Feng Zaixing's rapid rise, is now the third highest-ranking member of the Holy Spirit Sect. She blinked her dark phoenix eyes and said in a low voice, "What should we do now? Surrender to the Federation completely? Or hide for a few hundred years?"

The Ghost Emperor glanced at Leng Yulai, let out a low snort, and said, "Are we left with no choice but to run away?"

Leng Yulai crossed her arms, her cold and beautiful temperament and devilish figure exuding a chilling aura, and retorted, "Otherwise, what do you want to do? Our sect's losses are getting greater and greater, and we no longer have enough strength to organize a counterattack."

"Perhaps we could have done something when the wind was still strong and weak, but now it's too late. We can only try to outlast it."

The Ghost Emperor said in a sinister tone, "Have you forgotten the Abyss Plane? There exist powerful beings there who can truly bring destruction to this plane."

Leng Yulai rolled her eyes and said, "Of course I know. The nine strongest members of our sect, including the Dark Angel, have all been wiped out."

The Ghost Emperor said hatefully, "If Feng Zaixing can't find us, he'll eventually go to the Blood God Legion and the Abyss Realm to confront us. Then we'll have a chance to catch our breath! Doesn't he pride himself on being an unparalleled genius? Let him see the Abyss Saint King's boundless power!"

Leng Yulai hesitated, "But will he go alone?"

The Ghost Emperor paused, the ghostly flames in his eyes dimming for a moment before suddenly blazing again. He declared resolutely, "No matter what, we cannot give up hope!"

Lan Fuzi transformed back into her deep-sea demon whale form, swimming around the ocean and calling out from afar, "Ghost Emperor, Dark Phoenix, where are you? Where is my mother?!"

The Ghost Emperor vanished from his spot in an instant, leaving Leng Yulai with a message: "From now on, you will have full authority over the affairs of this sect. I am going into seclusion to heal my injuries."

After several twists and turns, the Ghost Emperor instinctively suspected that someone in his team had leaked information. Leng Yulai and Lan Fuzi were both suspects, and he dared not let his position be easily exposed.