Chapter 13 The Reborn Tang God King.
Heavenly Dou Empire, Fasno Province, Holy Soul Village.
At this moment, the first light of dawn was just beginning to appear on the horizon. On a hill behind Holy Soul Village, a boy dressed in simple clothes sat on a rock, gazing blankly at the Blue Silver Grass in the distance.
This boy was Tang San, or rather, Tang Shenwang reborn tens of thousands of years later.
He and Huo Yuhao were caught in a time-space turbulence, and when they opened their eyes again, they were back in infancy.
"Ugh, what kind of mess is this? I just gained control of the entire God Realm, and now I've been caught in a spacetime turbulence. Everything has to start all over again. This is so hard... I really don't want to be reborn!"
Tang San couldn't help but recall his glorious moments in his past life, where he finally defeated the God of Destruction, who also possessed extraordinary wisdom, by relying on his extraordinary intelligence and meticulous planning.
After defeating the God of Destruction, he immediately brought small gifts to greet the remaining enforcers. Ultimately, after unanimous discussion, he took control of the central hub of the entire divine realm.
To be honest, Tang San felt he wasn't qualified enough to control the entire God Realm and initially wanted to decline. However, a group of dragons cannot be without a leader, and in order for the God Realm to function normally, Tang San had no choice but to accept the mission in this critical moment and shoulder this great responsibility.
However, to everyone's surprise, the situation in the God Realm, which had just been stabilized, was met with a terrifying spacetime turbulence.
Seeing that the spacetime turbulence was about to sweep across the entire God Realm, Tang San had no choice but to pull in his good son-in-law Huo Yuhao to resist the spacetime turbulence together.
However, faced with the calamity that swept across the entire divine realm, their strength was still too insignificant, and they were directly swept into the spatial-temporal turbulence.
However, just as Tang San continued to ponder, Tang Hao's loud voice came directly from the house at the foot of the mountain.
"Where have you been? Come back right now and cook for me!"
Upon hearing Tang Hao's words, Tang San immediately stood up, patted the dirt off his backside, and then ran down the mountain in his worn-out cloth shoes.
This is my father calling out to me!
Upon opening the door, Tang San immediately saw a man lying on the bed, completely drunk and disheveled.
This man was none other than Tang Hao, who had been relentlessly pursued by Qian Daoliu six years ago and nearly lost his life.
After his rebirth, Tang San naturally knew that his father was originally the glorious Haotian Douluo. It was only because of the Spirit Hall that he had become what he is today.
Tang San clenched his fists, his eyes filled with heartache as he looked at his father lying on the bed. He thought to himself, "Damn the Spirit Hall! It's all because of you that my father is like this! Spirit Hall, you have earned your death!"
Tang San immediately went over and hugged Tang Hao tightly, not minding the stench and strong smell of alcohol on Tang Hao. The mixed smells wafted into Tang San's nose.
"Ah, this is the taste of my father~"
To be honest, Tang San is indeed a good comrade and a great son. If there were a selection of model sons in Douluo Continent, many people would definitely vote for Tang San.
After comforting his father, Tang San immediately scooped a small spoonful of rice, added water, and put it in a pot to cook over high heat.
However, just after Tang San went to cook, Tang Hao suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Tang San in the distance with a complicated expression.
In fact, Tang Hao had long known that his son was probably not simple, and that his soul was not even his son's.
After all, whose son is born with some strange skills and martial arts, and whose son can support himself and his father at the age of one or two?
Six years ago, Tang Hao noticed something unusual about his son. His eyes, full of vicissitudes and stories, were not something an infant could possess.
As a titled expert, Tang Hao naturally knew more than ordinary people. He secretly suspected that his son might have been possessed by someone.
From then on, Tang Hao began to pay close attention to Tang San's changes.
Tang San's growth rate was also extraordinary; he became very mature before he was even a year old.
Not only did he learn all the languages, but some of his subconscious expressions even resembled those of an ancient monster who had lived for countless years, probably older than himself.
After confirming this, Tang Hao was so angry that he almost couldn't catch his breath, and sometimes he even thought about picking up his hammer and smashing Tang San to death.
However, he ultimately couldn't bring himself to do it, after all, the child in front of him carried the blood of both him and Ah Yin.
Tang Shenwang was clearly unaware that his father had almost killed him; instead, he was even more immersed in the hammer-like paternal love, and even felt smug about his precocious maturity in this life.
After that, Tang Hao completely ignored Tang San. Anyway, he was an old monster and wouldn't starve himself to death, so he just let him be.
Sometimes, Tang Hao would deliberately make things difficult for Tang San, such as hanging him up and beating him after he got drunk, kicking him occasionally, and cursing him.
However, Tang San seemed to enjoy Tang Hao's actions, as if he genuinely liked what Tang Hao was doing.
This sent a chill down Tang Hao's spine, making him even more certain that the other party was definitely an old monster, and a freak at that.
After all, any normal person, even if it's their own son, would have a stress response and feel disgusted with themselves if they were deliberately made difficult or criticized.
But Tang San is really different from others; the more you beat him, the more he enjoys it.
However, for some reason, as Tang Hao spent more and more time with Tang San, he would subconsciously ignore the aspect of Tang San's soul and instead focus more on Tang San's bloodline.
As soon as Tang Hao closed his eyes, a voice kept brainwashing him: Tang San is your biological son. He has your and Ah Yin's blood in his veins. He is your biological son.
After Tang San's martial soul awakened, Tang Hao completely let go of his resentment towards Tang San.
This complete letting go left Tang Hao somewhat bewildered. From that moment on, Tang Hao no longer harbored any ill feelings towards Tang San.
Instead, the more he looked at Tang San, the more pleasing he became. After all, he was his own son, intelligent and sensible since childhood, with great talent. Having such a son was a blessing he had accumulated over nine lifetimes!
I can't believe I even doubted my own son before, I deserve to die!
Moreover, since Tang San's martial soul awakened, Tang Hao has thought about many things.
His son was so talented that he might reach the level of Qian Daoliu in the future. He might not be able to take revenge in this lifetime, but his son Tang San had unparalleled talent!
Perhaps my son Tang San can really help me avenge myself. Spirit Hall, just you wait, I will definitely come back for revenge!
(End of chapter)