Douluo Continent: The Underworld Emperor Halosa Lets Three Fly

Chapter 299 Isn't Tang San just for making fun of?

Harosa's words, "a sinner of history," were like a fuse that ignited Tang San's surging divine power, almost causing it to erupt out of control. The phantom of the Asura Blood Sword appeared and disappeared behind him, and his icy killing intent instantly locked onto Harosa.

The other god-kings in the Great God Circle also focused their attention and were on guard. The atmosphere was tense, and it seemed that a god war that would sweep across the star field was about to break out at any moment!

However, just as Tang San was about to make his move, Harosa seemed to suddenly remember something insignificant, and waved his hand lightly, as casually as brushing dust off his sleeve.

His face wore a deliberately feigned look of reminiscence, his tone light and casual, as if he were reminiscing about an old story: "Oh, right, look at my memory, I've been so caught up in old tales. I just remembered an interesting anecdote—it seems like ten thousand years ago, right? Shrek Academy produced a child of extremely high renown, revered by the world at the time as—'The Son of God,' oh, and another title, I think—'Golden Dragon Prodigy'?"

"Son of God"!

"Golden Dragon Pride"!

These two words seemed to possess magic, instantly piercing Tang San's eardrums and reaching the most tense and vulnerable heartstrings at that moment!

The violent divine power that was about to erupt around him was suddenly grabbed by an invisible giant hand, abruptly stopped and restrained!

Those eyes, which were originally filled with murderous intent and anger, were instantly replaced by extreme astonishment, disbelief, and a surge of hope!

There's no mistake! Absolutely no mistake! "Son of God" refers to the bloodline of Tang San, the Sea God! "Golden Dragon Prodigy" must refer to the Golden Dragon King's essence that he personally sealed in his son Ti Bing!

Who else could this describe besides his Wu Lin?!

"That child!" Tang San's voice trembled noticeably with excitement. He could no longer care about the majesty of a God-King or the accusations of being a sinner in history. He stepped forward, his eyes fixed intently on Harosa, his tone urgent and almost frantic, "Where is he?! Tell me, where is that child now?!"

All his composure and calculation vanished the moment he heard the definite news about his son.

As long as Wu Lin is alive, as long as we find our son, everything else can wait!

Seeing Tang San transform from a furious lion into a father anxiously searching for his son in an instant, a hint of mockery flashed in Harosa's eyes.

He deliberately dragged out his words, speaking with a tone of regret: "Shrek Academy—it's long since vanished into the dustbin of history. Tell me, where can that child who was attached to the academy go?"

"boom!"

These words struck Tang San like a bolt from the blue!

Shrek Academy—is it extinct?!

What about Wu Lin—?

A chilling coldness instantly shot from his spine to the top of his head, and Tang San's face turned ashen white in an instant.

Shrek Academy was where Wu Lin grew up, and it was one of his most important foundations in the lower realm! If even Shrek Academy was destroyed, then his Wu Lin—the Dao—was truly gone?

No! Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

He left behind the Trident of the Sea God! He left behind the Sea God's divine position! And within Wu Lin lies the immortal and indestructible Golden Dragon King's essence!

Even if they fail to become gods, with the long lifespan brought by the Golden Dragon King's origin, it is absolutely impossible for them to die of old age within a mere ten thousand years!

Reason was screaming frantically, but Harosa's seemingly regretful yet actually venomous words were gnawing at his confidence like a poisonous snake.

His fists were clenched so tightly that his nails almost dug into his palms, and his eyes were filled with confusion, pain, and a hint of desperate madness.

Just as Tang San's mind trembled violently and he was about to completely lose his composure, Harosa spoke slowly again, his tone as casual as if he had just corrected a trivial mistake: "Oh, of course, if he hadn't become a god, he would have turned to dust long ago. But—that child was exceptionally talented, so naturally—he became a god. The Sea God."

"He's become a god—the sea god—"

This sudden turn of events lifted Tang San's heart, which had almost sunk to the bottom, back up!

The despair and pallor on his face froze instantly, replaced by utter astonishment and bewilderment.

"well?"

He subconsciously uttered a short syllable, his brain seemingly stopping for a moment. The dramatic shift from hell to heaven left this god-king momentarily speechless.

Harosa watched with great interest the fascinating changes in Tang San's expression, as if he were watching a meticulously choreographed drama.

The feeling of having your opponent's emotions completely manipulated is indeed quite interesting.

Are you kidding me? Aren't idiots meant to be teased?

After a brief moment of stunned silence, an overwhelming surge of joy erupted in Tang San's heart like a volcanic eruption! Wu Lin was not dead! Not only was he alive, but he had also successfully inherited the Sea God's position! He truly was his good son! He had not disappointed his expectations!

"Where is he?! Tell me quickly! Where is he right now?!" Tang San asked again urgently, his voice hoarse with excitement. He even took another step forward involuntarily, completely losing the accusatory demeanor of the God King he had just displayed.

Harosa, however, calmly dusted off non-existent dust, glanced at Tang San sideways, and said with obvious mockery, "Your Excellency—is this the attitude of someone asking for a favor?"

Upon hearing this, Tang San suddenly froze. He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anxiety in his heart and the humiliation he felt from the other party.

He endured it for the sake of his son's news!

He tried to make his expression appear humble, even bowing slightly to Harosa, whom he considered an "arrogant fool," and said in a gentler tone, "I apologize for my rudeness. Please—please, Lord Harosa, tell me the whereabouts of that child. To be honest, that child—"

"He is Tang San's biological son, my son Tang Wulin."

He reiterated the father-son relationship, hoping to move the other party.

However, Harosa wore an exaggerated expression of surprise, as if he had heard something unbelievable: "Son? You must have mistaken me for someone else?" He shook his head, his tone certain, "As far as I know, the one who rose to fame as the 'Son of God' from Shrek Academy ten thousand years ago, the 'Golden Dragon Prodigy,' who later inherited the Sea God's throne, was clearly a—

"Woman."

"Female--female?!"

Tang San was struck dumb, frozen in place! His eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief!

The son turned into a daughter?!

What kind of cosmic joke is this! Tang Wulin is his and Xiao Wu's biological son, there's absolutely no mistake about that! The bloodline connection and the Golden Dragon King's seal are irrefutable proof!

It's my son, how could I possibly mistake him?

"Your Excellency—didn't you say that child was the son of God, the Golden Dragon Prodigy, and even became the Sea God?"

"How could this be a woman?" Tang San's voice changed, filled with a sense of absurdity and self-doubt.

Harosa shrugged, wearing an innocent "that's just how it is" expression: "That's how the title is passed down, and that's how the divine position is inherited, but as for the gender—it is indeed female. As the one who governs reincarnation, my perception of the essence of life is still accurate."

Seeing Harosa's unwavering certainty, Tang San was completely dumbfounded. He stood there, stunned, his mind a jumbled mess. A bizarre yet somehow plausible thought uncontrollably surfaced—could it be—Wu Lin—had gone to the Valley of Love and Destiny?!

Tang San was all too familiar with the Valley of Love and Destiny! It was a place he had personally set up, ostensibly to "test" lovers in the mortal realm, but in reality, it was full of his perverse sense of humor and manipulative desires. One of the "rewards" or rather, "punishments" was to change one's gender!

Could it be that during Wu Lin's growth, he entered the Valley of Love and Destiny for some reason, and then—his gender was changed?!

The thought of this possibility made Tang San feel dizzy and his heart was filled with mixed feelings. He felt excited about finding a clue, but also a sense of absurdity and—a bit of awkwardness that he himself was unwilling to admit.

His son turned into a daughter?

He stood there, his expression shifting unpredictably, sometimes shocked, sometimes bewildered, sometimes conflicted, completely lost in a daze, even the fluctuations of divine power around him became disordered.

He deliberately waited a while before using his voice to pull Tang San back to reality from his chaotic thoughts: "It seems that the child is indeed not your offspring. In that case, it is not convenient to tell you her whereabouts."

"No! No! No!" Tang San snapped back to reality, forgetting all about his speculations about the Valley of Love and Destiny. He hurriedly waved his hands, his tone almost pleading with urgency, "That's my child! It must be! Maybe—maybe I've been gone too long and misremembered some details—yes, I must be wrong!"

He quickly "convinced" himself, forcing a somewhat stiff smile: "Whether it's a son or a daughter, they are both my flesh and blood! Please, sir, tell me—where is she now?"

At this moment, he cast aside all notions of divine dignity and accusations of historical sinners.

As long as the child is confirmed to be alive, what does it matter whether it is a boy or a girl?

Harosa almost burst out laughing when he saw Tang San's dejected and self-doubting appearance.

What the hell?! This sea god was so desperate to get news of his child that he even "corrected" his son's gender on the spot. This fatherly love is truly "profound" and touching.

Under the starry sky, the confrontation between the two god-kings takes on an extremely strange and turbulent state due to a "misunderstanding" about gender.

Harosa held absolute initiative, while Tang San, the once infallible Sea God, was now like a helpless father being led by the nose, with all the rhythm firmly in Harosa's hands.

Harosa completely controlled the pace of the scene, thoroughly enjoying teasing Tang San like a dog.