Chapter 67 Xiao Wu, does my character, Tang San, even need to be questioned?
Inside the Sea God Temple, the already stagnant air grew even heavier due to Tang San's prolonged silence.
Xiao Wu's desperate questioning was like a series of heavy hammer blows striking Tang San's already taut nerves.
Tang San was indeed extremely nervous at this moment.
His mind, like a fully activated soul core, frantically deduced every possibility of escaping the predicament.
Xiao Wu was very important to him.
This importance is not merely an emotional attachment, but the very foundation of power.
As is widely known in the God Realm, Tang San possesses two godhoods, but the Asura godhood is largely shared with Xiao Wu.
Without Xiao Wu as his "Shura Sword Sheath," he would lose the power to control killing and judgment, falling from the supreme god-king back to an ordinary sea god.
This fear of losing power far outweighed his conscience.
'We absolutely cannot mess this up. Even if it's a lie, we have to see it through to the end!'
Tang San recited it fiercely in his heart.
The next second, the paleness and panic on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a deep sorrow and self-mockery born from being hurt by his loved ones.
He slowly turned his head, staring intently at Xiao Wu with his bloodshot eyes, his voice hoarse, carrying a heartbreaking tremor:
"Xiao Wu, do you... really not believe me?"
This rhetorical question, though light and airy, was like a thorn that pierced Xiao Wu's heart with pinpoint accuracy.
Xiao Wu, who was on the verge of collapse, was stunned. Looking at Tang San's heartbroken appearance, she was momentarily at a loss for what to do.
"Third Brother, I...I didn't mean that. I was just frightened by Bai Xuanzi's words, I..."
Tang San didn't give Xiao Wu a chance to explain. He smiled self-deprecatingly, a smile filled with loneliness and desolation, even carrying a hint of a "green tea" style of feigned retreat:
"We've been husband and wife for ten thousand years, Xiao Wu."
"From growing up together at Notting College, to encountering so many dangers and escaping them unscathed, plus the bond we've built as husband and wife over these ten thousand years..."
"Can my character, my heart for you, and my love for you really not withstand the provocation of a complete stranger?"
As he spoke, he closed his eyes in anguish, and two streams of tears slid down his cheeks.
"I used to think that even if the whole world misunderstood me and cursed me, as long as you were by my side, I would be fearless."
"But I never expected that even you would waver in your belief in me because of a so-called 'parallel world' speculation."
"It seems I was just being presumptuous."
"In your heart, I, Tang San, am actually the kind of beast who would harm his own daughter."
Tang San's preemptive "emotional blackmail" completely stumped Xiao Wu.
Her initial doubts and fears quickly transformed into a strong sense of guilt in the face of Tang San's words.
"Third Brother, I was wrong, I... I really didn't mean to doubt you!" Xiao Wu frantically tried to grab Tang San's hand.
However, Tang San suddenly stood up, his body erupting with a fierce and resolute surge of divine power.
His eyes were wide open, and his right hand was gripping his chest tightly in a claw-like shape. The originally azure light of the sea god now revealed a crazy color.
"Very well! Since you no longer trust me, what use is this throne of the God-King? What meaning is there in keeping this divine soul?"
Tang San looked utterly disheartened, letting out a muffled groan. His divine power actually began to surge backward within his body, attempting to forcibly draw out his original divine soul.
"Although forcibly extracting my soul will severely damage my vitality and even my divine status, I am willing to do it as long as it can dispel your doubts! Come on, Xiao Wu, open your eyes and look at my soul memories for yourself, and see if I have really done such a thing!"
This action terrified Xiao Wu to the point of losing her mind.
Forcibly extracting a god's soul is almost an act of self-harm. Little did she know that this was actually a ruse orchestrated by Tang San.
"No! No, Third Brother!" Xiao Wu screamed and rushed over, clinging tightly to Tang San's arm, crying her heart out.
"I believe you! I really believe you! I was foolish; I shouldn't have listened to that Bai Xuanzi's nonsense!"
"He's an outsider, what right does he have to judge you? Even if he was right about everything before, he's absolutely wrong about this! He's framing you, he's trying to drive a wedge between my husband and me! Third Brother, stop it!"
Feeling Xiao Wu's almost convulsive resistance, Tang San finally felt half of the huge weight lifted from his heart.
But he knew he couldn't stop now; he had to strike while the iron was hot.
He pulled Xiaowu into his arms, lowered his head, and kissed her moist lips deeply.
This kiss was filled with undeniable domineering force, forcibly stopping Xiao Wu's cries.
After a long while, he finally raised his head, his eyes filled with such deep affection that they seemed to drip with tears: "Xiao Wu, do you really... still trust me?"
"I do! I do!" Xiao Wu nodded frantically, like a drowning person grabbing onto the last piece of driftwood. "No matter what's shown on the screen, I'll only believe in you!"
Tang San hugged Xiao Wu tightly, resting his chin on her shoulder.
In that blind spot where Xiao Wu couldn't see, the sorrow in Tang San's eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a cold, calculating look and a sigh of relief.
'Phew...we finally got through that difficult time.'
Tang San let out a cold sigh in his heart.
'That was tough; I almost tripped up at the very last step.'
'Damn the heavens, damn Bai Xuanzi! He almost destroyed my culmination of ten thousand years of hard work!'
Although he had temporarily calmed Xiao Wu down, Tang San did not feel completely relieved.
Bai Xuanzi's sudden revelation was like a wake-up call, shaking his very soul.
He kept calculating in his mind: 'The exposure speed of the white world is too fast. No, I need to think more carefully. How many details in my 'eternal plan' could possibly be exposed by the white world through contrast?'
'A training plan targeting Huo Yuhao? A castration plan targeting the soul beast race? And a plan to harvest the fortune of Douluo Continent…'
'All risks must be eliminated immediately. I can get away with acting and muddying the waters once or twice, but if Bai Xuanzi releases solid evidence time and time again, even showing the specific footage of me placing the restriction, then it will be really hard to explain.'
Tang San's eyes grew increasingly sinister: 'I absolutely cannot let this happen. I must make some adjustments to the situation in the Dark World before the Heavenly Screen plays, even if it means risking divine power fluctuations, to completely settle those 'messages'!'
Tang San kept thinking of remedial measures inside the Sea God Temple.
At this moment, after a brief silence, the images in the sky began to play again.
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