Douluo: This Legend of the Dragon King is not quite right

Seeing this, Lu Jun's mocking smile deepened:

"Look, if he truly cared about your well-being, would he offer such a destructive training method that almost destroys your potential?"

As Lu Jun spoke, he couldn't help but chuckle softly and shook his head:
"This is practically treating your unparalleled genius like a donkey to be used as a millstone."

"It's good to build a foundation and exercise your physique in the early stages, but at your level, sticking to this kind of inefficient physical exercise is a complete waste of time."

"With this time, why not go into deep meditation in a simulated environment or engage in high-intensity virtual combat? Wouldn't the benefits be a thousand times greater than running around like this?"

"It seems...that's indeed the case..."

Tang Wulin thought it over carefully and felt more and more that what Lu Jun said was the right way, and his trust in "Old Tang" began to crumble.

Hearing the agreement in Tang Wulin's tone, Tang San was about to use his last bit of strength to argue when Lu Jun's next words made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his soul trembling.

Lu Jun stepped forward, his tone solemn yet carrying an undeniable air of authority:

"Tang Wulin, if you agree, I can help you right now to completely expel and eliminate this foreign power that is parasitizing your body and has malicious intentions."

"No—! Wu Lin! Don't agree to him!"

Tang San's divine sense emitted a desperate shriek in Tang Wulin's mind. He could clearly feel Lu Jun's resolute killing intent and terrifying strength that he was capable of achieving.

This time he's serious.

You really need to solve your own problems!

No, absolutely not.

He believed in his son... Tang Wulin would never do such a thing!
But the next moment, seeing that Tang Wulin actually showed a hesitant and thoughtful expression instead of immediately refusing, Tang San was instantly overwhelmed by immense fear and despair.

In the final moments, he could no longer hide, tore off all pretenses, and threw out what he thought was his last trump card to absolutely turn the tide, his voice tinged with a frantic sob and urgency:

"Wu Lin! My son! Believe me! In this world, only I am! Only I am the one least likely to hurt you!"

"Because...because I am your biological father! You are my flesh and blood, my real son! Even if I harm everyone else in the world, I would never harm you!"

"My name is Tang San!"

"It's Tang San, the founder of the Tang Sect!"

Tang San, one of the five great god kings of the God Realm Committee.

"Poseidon Tang San!"

"Tang San, the God of Asura!"

"I am your father!"

"I would never harm you!"

This earth-shattering truth, like a thunderclap from the heavens, suddenly exploded deep into Tang Wulin's mind, instantly freezing him in place. His mind went blank, his pupils dilated to the extreme, and all color drained from his face, leaving only boundless shock and horror.

Father?

Old Tang...is my...biological father?
Or is it... that legendary... Sea God Tang San?
For nearly 20,000 years, the Sea God Tang San led the first generation of Shrek Seven Devils to ascend to heaven.

Since they ascended to godhood, no one else has become a god...

Lu Jun took in Tang Wulin's stunned and completely frozen expression, but his face showed no surprise. Instead, a calm smile, as if he had expected this, appeared on his lips. His voice was steady, as if stating a simple fact: "Tang Wulin, let me guess. Is that voice inside you right now desperately telling you that he is your biological father? And that his name is Tang San? Or Tang San who ascended to godhood twenty thousand years ago?"

Tang Wulin's body trembled violently again, his face almost frozen in shock. He nodded stiffly, his throat dry as he uttered a sound:

"Yes, yes, but... my parents are clearly..."

"Your parents are Tang Ziran and Lang Yue." Lu Jun interrupted him without hesitation, his tone resolute and carrying an undeniable force.

"Tang Wulin, think carefully with your heart. From childhood to adulthood, who gave you birth, raised you, and provided you with a warm home?"

Who stayed up all night to take care of you when you were sick? Who scrimped and saved to send you to school and worried about you?

"And that voice in your head, besides constantly giving you instructions and putting you in all sorts of predicaments and even life-threatening situations, what has it actually done for you? What real warmth and help has it given you?"

"He even fabricated lies, saying he was Tang San. Ha! How could Tang San, the famous Sea God who has long been a god, suddenly appear inside your body?"

"If you believe he is Tang San, you might as well believe I am the Dragon God."

Tang Wulin's brows furrowed tightly, his face turned pale, and his voice trembled uncontrollably:
"But... when I was little, there really was a golden dragon living inside me. Then he appeared and told me how to cultivate and how to break the seal step by step. That's why I can eat so much and need to constantly replenish my energy..."

"Yes, that's right. But is that dragon still around?" Lu Jun pressed.

Tang Wulin shook his head blankly:
"No. Ever since that time we were attacked on the train back to Donghai City after the competition in Tianhai City, that golden dragon has completely disappeared, but Old Tang... he's still here."

"That dragon was never meant to belong to you. It's more like a curse imposed on you, one that keeps draining your life force."

"As for why it appeared, well, whether it was truly an accident or a deliberate gift from some being, the truth behind it is probably quite intriguing."

The unspoken meaning in his words pierced Tang Wulin's heart like a cold needle.

"A mysterious, secretive soul has long resided within your body, possibly the very one who caused your childhood nightmares. Now that it can no longer be hidden, it has desperately claimed to be your biological father... and even said he is Tang San. Is that possible?"

Lu Jun's voice carried a cold sarcasm.

"Tang Wulin, think about it carefully. Isn't this terrifying? Isn't this something to be wary of?"

"He even pretended to be Tang San. Do you think he has Tang San's abilities?"

"Tang San is a God King, a God King! Even in the God Realm, he is one of the strongest beings. How could he possibly be so destitute as to reside inside your body?"

"Does this make sense? Tang Wulin, you need to think carefully about whether what he said is true or false."

Just then, Tang San, within Tang Wulin's spiritual sea, grasped at the last straw and roared frantically:

"Wu Lin! Don't believe him! We can do a blood test! I have a way to prove it! I really am your father, and moreover, I am Tang San himself!"

However, Lu Jun's all-knowing whisper rang out again, perfectly drowning out Tang San's noise, carrying a seductive yet reassuring power:

"But I have a way to help you completely get rid of him and prevent future troubles. It's just a matter of a word from you."

Tang Wulin was caught in an unprecedented and intense struggle.

On one side is Old Tang, who has been with him for many years and has guided him through difficulties time and again, though he has also brought trouble, as well as the earth-shattering declaration of the father and son; on the other side is Lu Jun, whom he has personally witnessed, whose strength is unfathomable, who is hailed as a miracle of the continent, and whose every word hits the nail on the head.

The scales of trust are swaying violently.

Should one trust Old Tang, whose origins are unclear and whose words are full of lies, or should one believe Lu Jun, who has revealed the whole truth and evidence, whose talent and ability are undeniably right before them? (End of Chapter)