Douluo Dalu: The Goddesses Know My Secrets

Tai Tan was far too excited.

So excited that he even forgot to restrain his Spirit Douluo pressure.

At such close range, that terrifying pressure crushed down upon Tang San once again.

Tang San was already heavily injured, and his spirit power had long been overdrawn.

He relied entirely on the overwhelming rage in his heart to maintain the last shred of consciousness.

Hit head-on by this pressure, a sweet metallic taste rose in his throat.

Another mouthful of blood surged out uncontrollably.

Pfft!!!

His teeth ground together, and a bone-chilling, fierce light churned in the depths of his eyes.

With blood foaming in his mouth, he roared out word by word.

"I am Tang San! So what?!"

Hearing this, Tai Tan’s entire body shook violently.

The next second, this burly Spirit Douluo—over two and a half meters tall and usually looking like a malevolent deity—dropped to one knee before Tang San with a heavy thud.

"Young Lord!"

"This old servant, Tai Tan, has finally found you!"

Tears streamed down his face as he spoke with an irrepressible sob, every word earnest.

As he spoke, the Spirit Douluo pressure on his body was completely withdrawn.

The mountain-like force pressing down on Tang San vanished.

Tang San had only been hanging on by a thread.

Once the pressure dissipated, the taut string suddenly snapped, and his body lost all strength.

His vision suddenly went black, and he fell straight backward.

The unconscious Tang San’s face was as pale as paper, his lips bloodless, and his breath so faint it was almost imperceptible.

Tai Tan’s movements suddenly froze, and he panicked.

"Young Lord!"

He instinctively reached out, wanting to help him up.

But just as his fingertips were about to touch Tang San’s clothes, he hastily pulled back.

He feared that his brute strength might be too much and cause the Young Lord further injury.

He straightened his body, and his eight spirit rings lit up one after another.

His gaze swept over Flender, Zhao Wuji, and everyone standing around the square with the ferocity of a Vicious Beast.

"Who injured the Young Lord?! Come and meet your death!"

His angry shout boomed like a thunderclap over the square.

A terrifying killing intent blanketed the entire area.

More than half of the students in the square were crushed to the ground by this killing intent.

Everyone present froze in place, unable to move.

Strange expressions were written on every face as they looked at each other, yet no one dared to speak up rashly.

Tai Long’s face turned deathly pale when he saw his grandfather’s furious state.

His legs trembled slightly as he cautiously shuffled forward two steps to Tai Tan’s side, his voice kept extremely low like the buzzing of a mosquito.

"Grandpa... um..."

"The person who injured Tang San... oh no, the Young Lord... was you..."

?

The pressure churning around Tai Tan suddenly stalled.

His anger jammed.

A few seconds later, his face turned red from his neck to the top of his head, and even the tips of his ears were burning hot.

"Slap!"

He raised his hand and slapped his own forehead hard.

The force was so great that he staggered, nearly losing his footing.

"This old servant deserves to die!"

"This old servant deserves to die!"

"To think I actually injured the Young Lord!"

Filled with self-reproach and regret, Tai Tan wished he could stab himself twice on the spot.

But in the blink of an eye, he turned his gaze toward Flender’s group, and his anger surged again.

"Why didn’t you say earlier that he was Tang San?"

"If you had just said a word, how could this old servant have raised a hand against the Young Lord?!"

These words left Flender’s group utterly speechless, their hearts filled with countless complaints.

You came charging in aggressively and unleashed your full pressure from the start.

Without even asking for clarification, you demanded to find Tang San.

Who would have dared to step forward and talk to you?

Who even had the chance to explain?

Now that you’ve injured him yourself, you’re pushing all the blame onto us?

Do you have no shame?

Also, Young Lord?

Where did this title come from?

Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and the others were even more bewildered.

They exchanged looks and huddled together to whisper.

"Young Lord? Tang San is this man’s Young Lord?"

"Tang San’s background... is actually this powerful?"

...

Flender and Zhao Wuji looked at each other, surprise hidden in their eyes.

They had indeed known for a long time that Tang San was Tang Hao’s son.

Tai Tan calling him Young Lord was actually quite reasonable.

Flender took a deep breath, suppressing the complaints and anger churning in his heart.

Yu Xiaogang was still lying by the stone pillar with his fate unknown, and Tang San was unconscious on the ground; there was no time for delay.

He said solemnly, "SeniorTai Tan, saying these things now is meaningless. The most important thing is to treat Little San and Xiaogang first."

"The other matters can be discussed later."

Only then did Tai Tan snap out of it.

That’s right!

The Young Lord is still unconscious on the ground, his life or death uncertain!

He nodded hurriedly and roared at the surroundings.

"Quickly!"

"Call all the best healing Spirit Masters in your academy to treat the Young Lord!"

"If anything happens to the Young Lord, I’ll tear down this wretched academy of yours and hold all your heads accountable!"

The Spirit Douluo’s roar made the entire square hum.

Flender did not dare to be negligent in the slightest.

He immediately turned and whispered instructions to a nearby teacher, telling him to bring over all the healing-system Spirit Masters in the academy.

...

Divine Realm Center.

A sea of clouds churned endlessly in the boundless heavens.

Golden divine light poured down, covering every inch of the God Realm.

A divine hall, formed entirely from the God Realm’s Origindivine force, floated quietly atop the sea of clouds.

The hall’s dome was engraved with a star map of the entire God Realm, the starlight flowing eternally.

Inside the hall, several massive stone pillars rose from the ground, reaching the dome.

Each pillar was carved with the divine patterns of the five original Gods of Law Enforcement.

Purple destruction thunder patterns were entwined with vigorous green life tree patterns.

Red Asura sword patterns were set against golden Benevolence patterns and black Malevolence patterns.

In the center of the hall, two figures stood side by side.

On one side was the Goddess of Life, dressed in a long green dress.

Tender green specks of light floated slowly around her, carrying a vibrant Aura of life.

Her gaze fell upon the man beside her.

"How is that child doing now?"

Her worried voice was very gentle, possessing the power to soothe the heart.

Hearing the Goddess of Life’s question, the God of Destruction spoke seriously, "The seed of life has already sprouted within him."

"The roots have completely fused with his Meridians, Spirit, and Soul."

"As long as he is given enough time and resources, it can grow into a true ancient tree of life."

A faint smile flickered in the depths of the Goddess of Life’s eyes.

The life Aura flowing around her became even softer and more enduring.

"And what about the Destruction Origin you bestowed upon him? Can he withstand it?"

The God of Destruction nodded slightly, the Destruction Divine Thunder lingering at his fingertips giving a slight jump.

As the thunder flashed, the surrounding space rippled slightly.

"The Destruction Origin I bestowed upon him is sealed within his fourth spirit ring."

"His fourth spirit ring comes from the Thunderous Hell Vine."

The Goddess of Life’s eyes flickered slightly.

"The Thunderous Hell Vine? That Spirit Beast that feeds on thunder?"

"Correct."

The God of Destruction’s voice remained steady and calm.

"The Thunderous Hell Vine itself grows by absorbing lightning; the more violent the thunder, the more it can complete its evolution."

"My Destruction Origin manifests in the form of Destruction Divine Thunder."

"The Destruction Origin will gradually merge into his body along with the Lightning Tribulations absorbed by the Thunderous Hell Vine, tempering his Meridians and Physical Body."

"He can receive my Destruction Origin step by step, ensuring he won’t be directly blown apart by the power of destruction."

The Goddess of Life nodded gently, the smile in her eyes deepening slightly.

"That’s wonderful."

"I truly look forward to the moment when life and destruction reach a perfect balance within him one day in the future."

"I am also eager to see what height he will reach."

The God of Destruction’s gaze looked out toward the endless sea of clouds outside the hall.

(End of Chapter)

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