Douluo Continent: Phoenix Plays with Two Dragons, Reincarnated as Ye Xishui at the Start

Behind the White Tiger Duke's Mansion in the Star Luo Empire.

In front of a new grave with a rather shabby tombstone, a thin little boy knelt.

"Waaaaah—"

"Mom, I swear, I will make those who hurt you pay a terrible price!"

Dai Yuhao's eyes were red and swollen as he clutched the only keepsake his mother had left him.

A short white tiger dagger.

"Duchess! Dai Huabin! Once I have power, I will make you pay back tenfold, a hundredfold, for the humiliation and torment you inflicted on my mother!"

boom! boom! boom!

Dai Yuhao kowtowed heavily several times to Huo Yun'er's grave, oblivious to the blood seeping from his forehead.

He suddenly stood up, hastily wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Mom, from this day forward, Dai Yuhao will no longer exist. I will take your surname and be called Huo Yuhao! The day I avenge you will not be far off!"

With a resolute turn, Huo Yuhao strode forward with his thin legs, embarking on his journey to the Star Dou Great Forest.

According to the common knowledge occasionally revealed by the old steward in the Duke's mansion, once a Soul Master reaches level ten, they must hunt Soul Beasts to obtain Soul Rings in order to continue breaking through.

In his mind, he still firmly remembered his mother's dying words: If you have the opportunity when you grow up, you must find a way to join the Tang Clan!

My mother once said that the Tang Clan was a direct descendant of the great sea god Tang San, founded ten thousand years ago. Its foundation was unfathomable, and it was the embodiment of justice.

"Mom, don't worry. As long as I encounter someone from the Tang Clan, no matter how much hardship I have to endure, I will definitely beg them to take me under their wing!" Huo Yuhao secretly vowed in his heart, "As long as I can learn the supreme martial arts passed down by Lord Sea God, I will definitely be able to master the power of revenge as soon as possible!"

……

Meanwhile, in the realm of gods.

A pale blue, humanoid phantom stood proudly above the ethereal sea of ​​clouds.

He held a Poseidon's trident, which shimmered with dark gold light, upside down in his right hand, while in his seemingly compassionate left hand, he held a weak soul that had just passed away—it was Huo Yun'er!

"Everything is ready. The soul of the mother of the Child of Destiny has entered the hands of this God-King."

"Over the years, with my secret intervention, the Chosen One has developed an immense fondness for the Tang Sect."

The phantom looked down at the lower realm, its deep eyes showing no trace of divine mercy, only an arrogant sense of complete control.

"Although the Tang Clan has declined, it has now successfully linked its fate with this new generation of chosen ones."

"It won't be long before he becomes like an obedient hunting dog, personally leading the Tang Clan back to the peak of its revival."

"My long-planned scheme spanning ten thousand years is finally about to begin with this kid. It's truly something to look forward to."

"I just don't know how long it will take for my father and mother's plans to be completed."

A contrived expression of pity and compassion appeared on the face of the light blue figure.

Looking back ten thousand years, for the sake of peace and stability on the Douluo Continent, he mercilessly annihilated the evil Rakshasa God and Angel God, bringing thousands of years of tranquility to the continent.

As for the claim that non-life-type titled Douluo have a lifespan of less than 400 years, and that evil soul masters are rampaging across the entire continent?

What does this have to do with his pure and immaculate God-King?

All that's needed to do to free those ignorant, lowly people from the clutches of the Spirit Hall is for them to learn to be grateful.

It's a pity that the collision between the Sun and Moon Continents thousands of years ago brought about the Soul Guidance Device technology that he regarded as a strange and ingenious trick, full of evil, which directly led to the decline of the Tang Sect that he founded.

As a staunch feudalist fighter, how could the high and mighty God-King tolerate the existence of such a variable that was out of his control?

When the Sun Moon Empire first crashed into us, if it weren't for the God of Destruction of the God Realm Committee sticking to the rules and stopping us, he would have personally taken action to unleash divine punishment and make that damn soul tool technology disappear completely from the Douluo Continent!

"Third Brother, are you still worried about things on Douluo Continent?"

"I wonder how that brat Xiao Qi is doing in the mortal realm..."

Just then, a gentle female voice suddenly came from behind.

Hearing the sound of his sword sheath, Tang San's expression instantly shifted from cold and calculating to something else. He subtly gathered his soul with his left hand and simultaneously waved away the light barrier that was peering down into the mortal realm.

"Xiao Wu, with Da Ming and Er Ming secretly watching over you in the lower realm, what are you worried about?" Tang San turned around, smiling helplessly. "Speaking of which, it's all your fault for spoiling that girl. Otherwise, where would she have gotten the guts to sneak off to Douluo Continent to play around?"

Hearing her husband say this, Xiaowu pursed her lips, but she also thought it made sense.

After all, her two good younger brothers, if they were to unleash their full power in a critical moment, would be capable of directly wielding divine authority, more than enough to protect a girl.

"Alright, Third Brother, you'll have to keep a close eye on Xiao Qi whenever you have time," Xiao Wu instructed. "Don't let our precious daughter suffer down there. I'm going to find Rongrong and the others now."

"Go ahead without worry."

After smilingly seeing Xiao Wu off, Tang San's gentle expression vanished instantly.

He flicked his sleeve again and opened the light screen. This time, his gaze passed over Huo Yuhao in the wilderness and was precisely projected onto the core area of ​​the Star Dou Great Forest.

In the picture, a small, auspicious beast with a body of brilliant gold and three strange eyes is lying lazily on the grass.

"Being chosen by this God-King to be a vessel for a wisp of Xiao Qi's soul is a blessing you have accumulated over several lifetimes, you wretched creature."

Tang San stared at the Three-Eyed Golden Lion, a glint of greed flashing in his eyes. "This rare golden dragon bloodline and its abundant fortune are a waste to leave on a soul beast. Only when it's in the hands of the Tang family can it be rightfully ours!"

Seemingly sensing the undisguised malice emanating from the heavens, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion, an imperial auspicious beast bearing the fate of the entire soul beast race, instinctively shivered.

It suddenly raised its head, its third vertical eye scanning the sky warily.

But the sky was a clear, bright blue, and there was nothing unusual about it.

"Huh? That's strange..."

Finding nothing amiss, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion shook its large head and decided to ignore it, lowering its head to continue relishing the brain of a Light-attribute Soul Beast.

"Wow, its senses are quite sharp. No wonder it is an imperial auspicious beast that seizes the creation of heaven and earth."

A smile that exuded absolute certainty slowly appeared on Tang San's lips.

The more wondrous the Three-Eyed Golden Lion appeared, the more satisfied he became.

When the time is right, he will naturally strip away all the luck and essence of this wicked beast and perfectly transfer it to his precious daughter.

At that time, he might even be able to take this opportunity to boldly explore the legendary supreme power of the Dragon God!