Douluo Continent: Possessing Tang San's Body, Inheriting Life and Destruction

When Tang San returned to the clearing, the moonlight was already setting in the west, casting a cool, silvery-white glow over the entire forest clearing. In the distance, Tang San could see several figures in the clearing, and flickering flames; someone had started a fire.

Tang San slowed his pace, his gaze sweeping warily across the area ahead.

Four people were standing in the open space.

An elderly man with gray hair and beard, dressed in a gray robe, with a calm demeanor, was squatting down next to Yu Xiaogang, taking his pulse.

Behind the old man stood two middle-aged men, both burly and sharp-eyed, clearly Soul Masters who had spent years licking blood from the edge of a knife.

There was also a girl of about ten years old standing next to the old man, wearing a light green dress, with long hair draped over her shoulders, and her face looked particularly delicate from a distance.

Yu Xiaogang lay on the ground, his face as pale as paper. His right trouser leg was torn, revealing two dark purple teeth marks on his calf. The skin around the wounds was swollen and purplish, but the blackness had mostly faded, indicating the toxins had been contained. His eyes were closed, his breathing weak but steady; he was still unconscious.

Tang San walked over quickly.

"Who are you all...?" Tang San spoke first, his voice carrying just the right amount of urgency and worry.

The old man raised his head and glanced at Tang San.

"I am Ye Renxin, the head of the Ye family in Tiandou City." The old man's voice was gentle. "This is my granddaughter, Ye Lingling. We brought people to the Soul Hunting Forest to obtain Lingling's second soul ring. We passed by this place and found that this person had been poisoned by snake venom. I have now basically brought the poison under control."

Tang San quickly bowed and said, "Thank you for saving my life, Senior Ye. This is Tang San, and this is my teacher, Yu Xiaogang."

"Yu Xiaogang?" Ye Renxin stroked his beard, raising an eyebrow slightly, seemingly having heard of the name before. "The one... Master?"

Tang San nodded without saying anything more.

Ye Renxin didn't ask any more questions and lowered his head to continue checking Yu Xiaogang's injuries.

Tang San stood aside, waiting quietly, his gaze involuntarily drifting towards Ye Lingling.

Tang San was very familiar with the name Ye Lingling. She was the owner of the Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul, a healing-type Soul Master with extremely high talent.

At this moment, the real person seems even more outstanding than described in words.

Her features were exquisitely beautiful, her skin so fair it was almost translucent. She had a pair of exceptionally beautiful large eyes, the same color as her long, cascading blue hair, clear and without a trace of impurity. Her long, slightly upturned eyelashes seemed to speak with a gentle blink, exuding an ethereal and clear quality.

Ye Lingling's personality is generally aloof and introverted. She is taciturn, dislikes communicating with others, and is always immersed in her own world.

This personality trait is related to her unique martial soul inheritance. Only two Nine-Heart Begonia martial souls can exist in the world, which burdened Ye Lingling with a heavy responsibility from a young age, and she also experienced untold loneliness and separation.

Ye Lingling stood quietly behind Ye Renxin, aloof and composed.

Tang Sanduo glanced at it twice, and a quiet, gentle appreciation arose in his heart.

Ye Renxin stood up, turned to Tang San, his expression somewhat complicated. After a moment's thought, he said, "Young friend Tang San, I have already cured your teacher of the snake venom. Although the venom of the Datura snake is potent, I have practiced medicine for decades and have some experience in dealing with this kind of poison."

Tang San bowed: "Thank you, Senior Ye."

"But..." Ye Renxin changed the subject, "Master, the poisoning is too deep. The toxin has stayed in your body for too long, damaging your foundation. In that aspect... I'm afraid you're no longer capable."

Tang San tilted his head, a genuinely confused expression on his face: "Which aspect do you mean?"

When Tang San asked Ye Renxin this question, a hint of embarrassment appeared on his old face. He coughed lightly, seemingly trying to figure out how to explain this to a six-year-old child.

"It's about... having children." Ye Renxin finally used a more elegant way of putting it. "You're still young. You'll understand these things when you grow up. I'll talk to your teacher about it when he wakes up."

Tang San wanted to say, "I'm not young, you're the one who's young," but he still obediently nodded, his mind racing.

In the original novel, Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong had children. Mu En and Bei Bei, the Sea God Pavilion Masters in Douluo Continent II, are Yu Xiaogang's descendants. However, given the current trajectory, Mu En and Bei Bei may be dying out.

Tang San shook his head, banishing these chaotic thoughts. He wondered what Yu Xiaogang's expression would be when he heard the news. It would surely be quite a sight.

As everyone sat around the campfire, Tang San's gaze unconsciously followed Ye Lingling's figure. She sat by the fire, her arms wrapped around her knees, her chin resting on them, her long blue hair gleaming softly in the firelight.

Ye Lingling seemed to sense something and turned around, meeting Tang San's gaze.

At this moment, Tang San was a head shorter than Ye Lingling, looking like an ordinary little boy. Ye Lingling naturally wouldn't think of anything sordid; she only slightly twitched the corner of her mouth, which she took as a smile.

Tang San didn't dodge. He stood up, walked to Ye Lingling's side, and sat down half a step away from her: "Thank you and your grandfather for saving my teacher."

Up close, Ye Lingling's skin is even more delicate, with almost no visible pores. Her eyes are a deep blue, reflecting the flickering campfire, giving her an indescribable beauty.

Ye Lingling shook her head, her voice gentle: "You're welcome. My family has been practicing medicine for generations; it just so happens that we ran into each other."

After obtaining the Evergreen Vine spirit ring, Tang San's perception of life force became exceptionally acute. Tang San could sense that Ye Lingling emanated a rich life force, surging forth with vitality. That aura resonated with his own body, causing his Blue Silver Grass spirit to tremble slightly, as if responding to something.

Ye Lingling was also looking at him, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes. Ye Lingling sensed the same thing; her martial soul had reacted, something she had never encountered before.

The Nine-Heart Begonia and the incompletely awakened Blue Silver Emperor, two top-tier life-type plant martial souls, resonated subtly together.

"You also have a plant-type martial soul?" Ye Lingling finally spoke, her voice tinged with curiosity.

"Yes, my martial soul is Blue Silver Grass," Tang San answered truthfully.

Ye Lingling said softly, "I feel that our martial spirits seem to be able to generate a slight response."

"I feel the same way," Tang San nodded and said.

Ye Lingling's eyes lit up for a moment. But then, as if she had thought of something, the light dimmed again.

Tang San sensed the change in Ye Lingling's emotions and guessed that she was thinking about the inheritance of the Nine Heart Begonia. This problem had accompanied her ever since she awakened her martial soul, gradually making her personality cold and introverted. It made her afraid to get close to others, and afraid to let others get close to her.

"Sister Lingling, I've heard about the issue of your martial souls," Tang San suddenly said in a low voice.

Ye Lingling raised her head, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

Tang San looked into her eyes and comforted her, "Don't be discouraged. Perhaps there are some rare and precious treasures in this world that can solve your martial soul's flaws. The continent is so vast, and there are countless wonders. Maybe it's somewhere you haven't even searched yet."

Ye Lingling was taken aback by Tang San's words; a six-year-old child knew so much. But then, Ye Lingling gave a wry smile and said softly, "Thank you for your comfort, little brother. Our family hasn't found a solution in hundreds of years, I..."

"Sister Lingling." Tang San moved a little closer, looking up at Ye Lingling, "You are so beautiful and so kind, I believe God will definitely help you."

Ye Lingling was silent for a few seconds, then reached out and gently patted Tang San's head: "Thank you! Little brother."