White World, Shrek Academy.
"How can there be such an inhuman father in this world?"
Watching the scenes of Tang San's childhood in the dark world unfold in the sky, Ning Rongrong was left speechless by Tang Hao's cruelty.
Tang San, despite once being ungrateful, hypocritical, and selfish in his previous life, truly had terrible luck. After transmigrating to the Douluo Continent, he ended up as the son of Tang Hao, the Haotian Douluo. At just over one year old, he was already forced to cook, chop wood, and fetch water.
If he had been an ordinary child, he would not have survived.
"But Tang San is just as outrageous," Ning Rongrong continued, clenching her fists. "To have such a father and still act so filial… it's absurd."
In her eyes, if she were in his place, she would have rebelled long ago. Yet Tang San remained obedient, almost devoted.
Back in his previous life, in the Tang Sect of Bashu, he had been well provided for, never lacking food or shelter. And yet, he betrayed them by stealing their supreme techniques. Now, under a father who treated him so harshly, he showed no resentment at all.
The contrast was ridiculous.
Ma Hongjun and Oscar exchanged glances, suddenly realizing how fortunate they were. At least they had parents who loved them.
In the Blue Silver Forest, Ah Yin trembled with anger.
"Brother Hao… how could you?"
Though she had already been told that Tang Hao was not a good man, witnessing it firsthand was entirely different. The reality was far more unbearable than words could describe.
She recalled how she had once tried to persuade Tang Chuan to accept Tang Hao. But now, seeing Tang San's suffering reflected so clearly, she finally understood.
When Tang San was barely a year old, he had to stand on a stool just to reach the stove, struggling with tools larger than himself. And Tang Chuan had endured even worse.
Tears welled up in her eyes.
Her poor child.
What disgusted her even more was the stark change in Tang Hao's attitude. When he believed Tang San only had Blue Silver Grass, he was cold and indifferent. But the moment he learned about the Clear Sky Hammer, everything changed. He rushed out, embraced Tang San, and spoke with rare warmth.
"Remember this. Always use the hammer in your left hand to protect the grass in your right."
The hypocrisy made Ah Yin feel sick.
She finally understood. It was not that Tang Chuan had hidden the truth. Even if he had revealed everything, Tang Hao would have only cared about the stronger martial soul.
At that moment, her heart turned completely cold.
Tang Hao… I never thought you could be this despicable.
From now on, I only have my son. I no longer have you as my husband.
After discovering Tang San's twin martial souls, Blue Silver Grass and the Clear Sky Hammer, Tang Hao's attitude shifted drastically. He began personally teaching Tang San forging, even passing down the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique.
Meanwhile, Elder Jack visited several times, hoping Tang San would attend Notting Academy. Each time, Tang San refused, unwilling to disobey his father.
Across both the dark and white worlds, countless Soul Masters fell silent.
Especially the younger generation, who found his behavior incomprehensible.
Tang Hao restricted his future, denied him opportunities, and acted out of selfish motives. Yet Tang San never resisted.
Why?
In his previous life, he rebelled against the Tang Sect despite being treated well. Now, under far harsher conditions, he showed nothing but obedience.
Was it simply because Tang Hao was his father?
After three months of forging, Tang San finally created his first hidden weapon, the sleeve arrow.
At some point, Tang Hao reached an agreement with Elder Jack and allowed Tang San to attend Notting Academy.
When the day came, Old Jack arrived to take him away. Before leaving, Tang San even cooked porridge for Tang Hao.
Then he left.
The screen in the sky faded to black.
Golden text appeared.
Part Two: The Past of Tang San, God of the Sea and Asura, has concluded.
Please take a short break.
Next: The past of Tang Chuan, God of Life and Destruction in the White World. Stay tuned.
In the Haotian Sect of the dark world, Tang Xiao let out a bitter sigh.
"Why… Brother Hao, what happened to you?"
"No matter what, you cannot treat a child like this. If this spreads, the entire Haotian Sect will lose face."
"And besides… he is still Ah Yin's child."
As he recalled Tang Hao's past words at their father's grave, a faint unease crept into his heart.
No… that can't be true. I must be overthinking.
Back at Shrek Academy, Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, and the others exchanged glances, all sharing the same thought.
There was no denying it.
Tang San's endurance was almost unbelievable.
To remain so filial under such a father… was something they could neither understand nor replicate.