Douluo: Martial Soul Asura Sword, Supreme Killing God

Tang Xiao reached out his hands and clumsily and gently took it, afraid that if he used too much force, he would hurt the little life in his arms.

He is approaching fifty and this is the first time he has ever held a child.

My arms were so stiff that my posture was completely wrong, and I only managed to correct it with the guidance of a middle-aged woman.

He looked down at his son's little face, unable to suppress the smile on his lips.

After examining it for a moment, Tang Xiao took out a gold soul coin from his soul tool and handed it to the woman: "This is your reward. Go now."

"Thank you, Sect Master!"

The woman respectfully accepted the gift with both hands, thanked her repeatedly, and tactfully withdrew.

Tang Xiao carried the baby and strode into the room.

As a Soul Master, Ning Wanqing's physique far surpasses that of ordinary women. At this moment, she is sitting half-upright on the edge of the bed, showing no signs of weakness.

Upon seeing Tang Xiao enter, her expression was slightly complicated, and she forced a smile: "Brother Xiao..."

"Wanqing, thank you for your hard work." Tang Xiao sat down on the edge of the bed and gently held the baby in front of her. "Look, this is our son."

Ning Wanqing took the child and gazed down at him.

Becoming a mother for the first time should have brought her joy, but there was always a hurdle she couldn't overcome in her heart.

She was forced to marry into the Haotian Sect back then.

Although Tang Xiao has treated her very well over the years, that sense of distance has always lingered.

However, the child in her arms was, after all, her own flesh and blood, and it would be a lie to say that she didn't love him at all.

The baby, who had been crying, suddenly quieted down upon seeing its mother's face, staring straight at her with its eyes.

Ning Wanqing looked into the baby's eyes and her heart softened.

She looked away and smiled faintly: "You can give him a name."

Tang Xiao scratched his head and fell into deep thought.

He was a rough man, skilled at wielding a sledgehammer, but naming things was definitely not his forte.

Just as Tang Xiao was deep in thought, a point of light passed through the roof and quietly entered the baby's body.

The light spot was somewhere between reality and illusion, and could not be detected by the naked eye.

It was the divine consciousness of the reincarnation of the Tang God King from a parallel universe.

Even if it was just a wisp of consciousness, it was still a being at the level of a God-King, so Tang Xiao and Ning Wanqing naturally couldn't detect it.

The baby's originally clear eyes instantly became confused.

An infant's soul is inherently fragile, and Tang Shenwang's divine sense obliterated it with almost no effort, taking possession of the tiny body.

Where is this...?

Tang Shenwang stared blankly at the unfamiliar woman's face before him, his eyes shifting slightly.

Then he caught sight of the man beside him, who was frowning and deep in thought.

Even after many years, he recognized him at a glance as his uncle.

Am I... back in Douluo Continent?

In an instant, an uncontrollable storm surged within Tang San's heart.

He chose to be reincarnated in order to find his wife, Xiao Wu.

When he encountered the spacetime turbulence, he thought he was in grave danger and would never see Xiao Wu again in this lifetime.

But now, by a twist of fate, he has been reborn in the Douluo Continent.

Moreover, his uncle Tang Xiao looked to be middle-aged.

In other words... it's still early.

Does that mean Xiao Wu is still alive?

Very good!

Tang San instantly became excited.

Although the current situation is very different from his original plan, none of that matters.

Most importantly, he can see Xiao Wu again!

Moreover, in his previous life, he was able to achieve the unity of two gods in this world. Now, reborn with complete memories, his path in this life will only be smoother.

This is far better than being reborn in a strange world.

"Wanqing, I really can't think of a name." Tang Xiao, who had been pondering for a long time, raised his head and looked at Ning Wanqing with a wry smile. "How about... you name our child?"

Tang San was taken aback upon hearing this.

He remembered that his uncle had never married, but now he had a family.

And he actually became his uncle's child?

Who is his mother in this life? Why has he never seen her before?

After a moment of surprise, Tang Shenwang suppressed the surging thoughts in his heart.

At this moment, he was only thinking about Xiao Wu and had no time to think about these things.

As long as I'm alive and can see Xiao Wu again, nothing else matters.

Upon hearing that his parents were naming him, Tang San naturally didn't want to change his name.

The name Tang San accompanied him through two lifetimes and spanned ten thousand years.

From an assassin in the Tang Clan to a god king in Douluo Continent, this name carries all his past, all his glory and disgrace, all his love and hate.

If it were changed, he definitely wouldn't adapt.

So he quietly activated his divine sense and silently probed into Tang Xiao's spiritual sea.

Tang Xiao paused slightly, then subconsciously murmured, "Tang San..."

"Brother Xiao, what did you say?" Ning Wanqing was pondering a name when she suddenly heard Tang Xiao whisper.

What do you think of the name Tang San?

"Tang San?" Ning Wanqing was stunned.

The name sounds a bit strange.

She didn't understand the meaning behind it.

But she didn't care.

She already had complicated feelings for the child, so it didn't really matter what name she gave him.

"Fine, go with your suggestion," she said casually.

Tang San breathed a sigh of relief when he heard his mother's approval.

He slowly withdrew that wisp of divine consciousness, closed his eyes, and quietly lay down in this unfamiliar and small body.

Douluo Continent.

I, Tang San, am back!

Xiao Wu, wait for Third Brother!

Chapter 172 Spider Emperor Douluo Bibi Dong Easily Traverses the Ring-Shaped Sea

A month later.

Death Valley, at the bottom.

A cold wind howled out from the depths of the canyon.

Bibi Dong sat cross-legged at the bottom of the valley, her eyes closed, her body surrounded by a dense fluctuation of soul power.

At this point, her absorption of the spirit ring was nearing its end.

Suddenly, Bibi Dong's aura surged!

Her eyes snapped open, and a powerful pressure spread out, causing the surrounding rocks to shatter and fall.

At this moment, her soul power jumped directly from the threshold of breaking through the Title Douluo level to level ninety-two.

Su Mo smiled slightly and stepped forward: "Congratulations, Dong'er, on officially entering the realm of titled masters."

Bibi Dong stood up, feeling the surging soul power within her body, her face full of excitement.

“Sister Dong’er, this soul beast is so special, I wonder what kind of soul skill you obtained?” Poseidon asked curiously.

Bibi Dong replied, "The first skill is the innate skill used by that Death Spider King, and the second can convert my body into energy. Both are life-saving and auxiliary skills."

Poseidon nodded slightly: "Although your ninth soul skill has no offensive capabilities, it is undoubtedly a life-saving skill."

“Dong’er has a second martial soul,” Su Mo continued. “Even if the Death Spider King’s attack is somewhat lacking, it won’t affect anything.”

Bibi Dong nodded, deeply agreeing.

Her first martial soul is geared towards control, while her second martial soul is the real killing weapon.

Su Mo changed the subject: "By the way, now that you're a Title Douluo, you should think of a title."

Bibi Dong thought for a moment, then looked at Su Mo: "What do you think I should be called?"

Su Mo pondered for a moment: "Both of your martial souls are Spider Emperor, so why not call him Spider Emperor Douluo?"

“Spider Emperor Douluo…” Bibi Dong murmured, then nodded, “Okay, that’s the name.”

Simple, direct, just what she wanted.

“Let’s go. We’ve been out for more than three months. Ah Yin and the others are probably getting impatient. We can absorb those two soul bones after we get back to Seagod Island.”

Bibi Dong nodded in agreement.

Three figures soared into the air, leaving Death Valley in the blink of an eye and speeding towards the sea.

……

Several hours later.