Douluo: The Dragon King's Descent of the Gods

Huo Yuhao's consciousness was immersed in his mother's singing, and he no longer had the mind to scold Xie Xie.

The last time I heard my mother sing was a very, very long time ago. Life was tough when we were living under someone else's roof, but back then, my mother and I depended on each other and spent the happiest time of our lives together.

"Mommy...Mommy..."

The most beautiful songs in the world flowed into Huo Yuhao's heart, and gradually, he fell asleep, smiling sweetly like a sleeping child.

Unaware of all this, Tang Wulin was immersed in the joy of eating dry rice. After finishing the stewed beef, Aunt Huo happened to come out of the kitchen with two servings of grilled fish and put them on their table.

"The fish soup needs to simmer a little longer. Let's have some grilled fish first. Captain Guanglong, your two servings of grilled fish won't be ready for a while."

"Sister Huo, you're too kind. Your fish is definitely worth the wait."

Guanglong has a big appetite; he ordered three servings of braised beef, two servings of grilled fish, and a serving of fresh fish soup.

At that moment, he had just finished his second serving of braised beef, and by the time he finished his third serving, the two servings of grilled fish would be almost ready.

"It's not that I'm being polite, Captain Guanglong. The good security environment that Donghai City has today is inseparable from your and the brothers in the security team's hard work. This is to show my respect for you."

With a smile on her face, Huo Yun'er turned and walked into the kitchen like a real middle-aged woman. As she passed Tang Wulin, her eyes became extremely gentle, like a mother looking at her beloved child.

Although this wisp of divine consciousness originated from Huo Yuhao's secondary body, in Huo Yun'er's eyes, whether it was the main body or the secondary body, they were both her sons, and her love for them was the same.

If ten thousand years ago, she could have left the White Tiger Duke's Mansion with her son, opened a fish restaurant to earn money to support them, and lived a peaceful and ordinary life... Huo Yun'er shook her head slightly.

What are you thinking? The Douluo Continent has chosen her son to be the Child of Destiny, and that cannot be changed. Tang San will not let her and her son go.

Below the gods, all are but ants; this is the tragedy of these mortals.

Huo Yun'er didn't want to become a cold, ruthless, and aloof deity, so for the thousands of years since she returned to Douluo Continent, she has always been active in various parts of the Federation as a commoner, observing the everyday life and experiencing the full spectrum of human emotions.

At the dinner table, Xie Xie's portion of braised beef was still untouched, and now the grilled fish had been served. His stomach was rumbling with hunger, so he carefully picked up his chopsticks, took a piece of fish, and put it in his mouth to taste.

Huh? I didn't choke!

Great! That damn bad luck is finally gone!

Xie Xie, who was already craving food, immediately started showing off his rice in a crazy way. The speed at which he ate the rice left Tang Wulin and Guanglong stunned.

Xie Xie was busy eating, while Tang Wulin and Guanglong, who were sitting at the same table, started chatting casually and gradually learned about each other's backgrounds and experiences.

Guanglong was born into an ordinary family. His parents died when he was young, and his only living relative was his older brother, Guangbiao. The two brothers grew up in an orphanage.

At the age of six, with the help of priests from the Holy Spirit Cult, the two brothers awakened their martial souls. Their martial souls were of good quality, belonging to the sub-dragon category. Through the introduction of the orphanage director, the younger brother, Guanglong, signed a C-level genius contract with the Spirit Pagoda, while the more talented older brother signed a B-level genius contract. Both brothers obtained a hundred-year-old soul spirit and graduated from the advanced department of Donghai Academy.

Now, his younger brother, Guanglong, is a Soul Master with the cultivation of a Soul King. He serves as the captain of the Donghai City Security Team, maintaining the security environment of his hometown city.

Guanglong's older brother, Guangbiao, is exceptionally talented and is now a powerful Soul Saint, serving as the captain of the East Sea Mech Brigade. Because he commands the strongest armed force in East Sea City, Guangbiao's status is comparable to that of the East Sea Governor.

Similarly, Tang Wulin was born into an "ordinary family." His father, Tang Ziran, was an "average" mecha repairman, and his mother, Lang Yue, was a housewife who was an excellent cook.

At the age of six, Tang Wulin awakened the infamous useless martial soul Blue Silver Grass in Aolai Church. Fortunately, he had symbiotic soul power, and his innate soul power was as high as level seven, making him an absolutely rare super genius in the small city of Aolai.

Thus, Tang Wulin successfully signed a B-level genius contract with the Spirit Pagoda. At the age of nine, he broke through to become a Great Soul Master and a Level 3 Mecha Maker, and his genius contract level was upgraded from B-level to A-level.

"A nine-year-old Great Soul Master, and a Level 3 Mecha Maker, Little Brother Tang, your talent far surpasses that of my older brother."

Guanglong patted Tang Wulin on the shoulder with an encouraging look on his face and said, "You have to work hard! Soul Masters who can sign an A-level genius contract with the Spirit Pagoda are all super geniuses who have the potential to become Title Douluo."

"It's incredibly rare for a Soul Master from an ordinary family like ours to become a Title Douluo. You absolutely must work hard and not waste the talent your parents passed down to you."

"Yes, thank you, Brother Guanglong. I will."

Feeling the heavy weight on his shoulders, Tang Wulin nodded solemnly.

Xie Xie, who had heard the sensitive words, looked up at Tang Wulin.

Huh? Weren't you calling me?

Okay, I misheard. It was "thank you," not "thank you for your help."

Xie Xie mentally cursed his name for the ten thousandth time, then continued eating with his head down.

His name was given to him by his late mother.

If it weren't for that, he would have changed this name that always causes misunderstandings long ago, instead of just talking about it but never actually doing it.

The talent my parents passed down to me... Tang Wulin thought to himself.

In fact, his talent was not entirely inherited from his parents. Without the methods taught by Brother Huo, his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul would not have had a level seven innate soul power, nor would he have become a level four mecha maker at the age of nine.

Yes, it's level four, not level three.

What limits his mecha maker level is never his talent, but his soul power level.

Before breaking through to the Great Soul Master level, he was a Level 3 Mecha Maker, but his publicly displayed level was Level 2.

After breaking through to the Great Soul Master level, he broke through to the fourth level mecha maker level under Brother Huo's guidance, with his apparent level being the third level.

The improvement in mecha manufacturing capabilities led Tang Wulin to inadvertently discover his father's secret.

Dad's mecha repair skills were far from ordinary; he didn't know exactly how high they were, but they were at least level five or six.

There must be a reason why Dad doesn't say.

Therefore, Tang Wulin did not choose to expose his father's hidden secret, nor did he tell his mother about it; instead, he kept it in his heart.

There are only a few reasons why someone might choose to live in anonymity. Just because someone doesn't have the power to resolve these reasons now doesn't mean they won't have the power to do so in the future.

"Therefore, I must strive to become stronger, for myself and for my family."