Douluo Continent, outside Shrek City.
The setting sun was like blood, casting the young girl’s thin shadow long across the ground.
Tang Ya walked down the forest path, looking lost and soul-crushed.
Her originally agile eyes were now red and swollen, filled with despair and self-deprecation.
“The rejection was truly blunt…” She muttered to herself, her voice incredibly hoarse.
Just half an hour ago, she had stood outside the Sea Gods Pavilion, the symbol of Shrek’s highest hall, begging like a stray dog.
She pleaded with those high and mighty Elders, asking them to uphold justice for the exterminated Tang Clan for the sake of the Tang Sect’s ancestor, Tang San, from ten thousand years ago.
But all she received was a cold, euphemistic rejection.
“The matters of the Tang Sect are a normal occurrence in the replacement of sects.
The foundation of Shrek Academy’s establishment is to not participate in sect grievances.
Tang Ya, out of respect for your ancestor, a special exception has been made to allow you to enter Shrek to study.
Furthermore, any member of the Tang Sect may enjoy one exam-exempt spot every year.
As for the hatred…
sigh.” A sigh.
Though not explicitly stated, the verdict had already been given.
Tang Ya gave a miserable laugh, tears welling up again.
“So this is Shrek, the Shrek that flourished ten thousand years ago because of the Tang Sect Master.
In the end, they use a high-sounding excuse, unwilling to even lift a finger against an enemy they could easily destroy.
Ultimately, they are just birds of a feather with the other sects!
How laughable.
My parents’ decades of persistence seem like a total joke!” Tang Ya stumbled as she pushed open the door to a dilapidated house on the outskirts of the city.
The house was very simple; the only piece of furniture was a wooden bed covered with a thick mattress.
Lying on the bed was a boy about nine years old.
His face was as pale as paper, yet he was exceptionally handsome.
Seeing the boy, Tang Ya seemed to finally find a sliver of solace.
With trembling hands, she gently stroked the boy’s cheek, her voice choking with emotion: “Little Chen, I’m leaving.
You were right; relying on others is never as good as relying on yourself.
Since those Elders in the Sea Gods Pavilion aren’t willing to help me seek revenge, I’ll do it myself.
Tomorrow I’ll go report to Shrek.
I want to become stronger.
I want the Iron Blood Sect to pay back their blood debt in full…” But at the thought of her Spirit, Tang Ya’s fists clenched tightly again.
As one of the lowest types of Spirit on the continent, wanting to become a powerhouse with just Blue Silver Grass was as difficult as ascending to heaven.
Even her parents had only reached the level of Spirit Emperor after decades of cultivation.
“Xiao Chen, I’m really scared.
I’m afraid that before I can kill them all, I’ll die at their hands first.” She leaned against the bedside, her thin shoulders shaking violently.
“For these past six months, I could only talk to you, a person who’s been asleep.” However, she didn’t notice.
At this very moment, Lu Chen’s long-motionless fingertips were emitting a faint but extremely pure golden light.
…
Lu Chen felt as if he had been in a very long dream.
In the dream, he had transmigrated to the world of One Punch Man.
He became an S-Class Hero of the Hero Association—Zombie Man.
He possessed a body that was nearly immortal and indestructible; even if he were blown to pieces, he could reassemble himself.
The end of the dream was deep underground at the Monster Association.
Because he was familiar with the original plot, he had followed Silver Fang Bang to learn martial arts, which led to his ego inflating excessively.
During the attack on the Monster Headquarters, because he was too reckless, he encountered that will calling itself “God” ahead of time.
It was a giant of light that defied verbal description.
In the face of that power, the Immortal Body he was so proud of was forcibly deconstructed into particles.
At the final moment before his consciousness collapsed, he forcibly swallowed that “Divine Light” that was destroying him.
Afterward, his consciousness fell completely into darkness.
…
“Where…
is this?” A weak voice suddenly rang out in the narrow room.
Tang Ya’s crying stopped abruptly.
She lifted her head in terror and disbelief, meeting a pair of eyes as deep as an abyss.
Within those eyes, a faint golden glow seemed to be flowing.
“Lu…
Lu Chen?” Tang Ya was stunned.
Lu Chen’s vision gradually came into focus.
A strand of light blue hair brushed past the tip of his nose, followed by a pretty little face coming into view.
Her eyes were red, and teardrops still hung from the corners of her eyes.
She had clearly just been crying, but her appearance was incredibly familiar to him.
“Xiao…
Ya?” Lu Chen fully regained his senses, his eyes widening in complete disbelief.
Tears flickered in Tang Ya’s eyes as she nodded heavily, her voice carrying a sob: “It’s me.
This is great!
Lu Chen, you’re finally awake!” Having received confirmation, Lu Chen was completely dazed.
Didn’t I die?
How did I end up back in the Douluo world?
He felt his brain was a mess, and it took a moment to sort out his thoughts.
He really had come back from the One Punch world, back to the Douluo world of his first transmigration.
Lu Chen pulled his thoughts back, looking at Tang Ya’s tear-stained little face, and asked with concern: “Xiao Ya, why are you crying?
What happened?” Asked by this voice of concern, Tang Ya could no longer hold it together.
She threw herself onto Lu Chen and cried loudly: “Lu Chen, I have nothing now.
The Tang Sect has been destroyed, and my parents are dead too.” “What?!” Lu Chen’s expression changed, but he quickly calmed down, his brow furrowed.
He hadn’t expected this tragedy to still occur.
“In other words, I’ve actually been unconscious for nearly four years!” He was one year younger than Tang Ya.
At age six, his Spirit had awakened and he had accidentally transmigrated.
“No wonder my body feels stiff and awkward,” Lu Chen murmured to himself.
“This past half-year, I’ve searched through all of my father’s former friends, but in the end, not a single person would help me.
Even Shrek was unwilling to act…” After her parents died, Tang Ya had already come to regard Lu Chen as her closest person.
Seeing him wake up now, she felt as if she had found someone to confide in and a spiritual pillar.
She poured out all the grievances of the past six months in one go.
Lu Chen listened quietly and managed to figure out the sequence of events.
Six months ago, the Iron Blood Sect had forcibly seized the Tang Sect’s properties.
Tang Ya had been by his bedside looking after him at the time, which was how she narrowly escaped that bloody massacre.
However, the whole situation made Lu Chen very suspicious.
A mere Iron Blood Sect, which only had a Spirit Emperor, shouldn’t have had the guts to act so casually, even if the Tang Sect was currently in decline.
What was even stranger was that not a single one of the sects that were previously on good terms with the Tang Sect was willing to lend a helping hand.
Even powerhouses like the Clear Sky Sect and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had actually chosen to refuse.
It was as if they had received some kind of unified order.
Although during the Unrivaled Tang Sect era, the Douluo Continent was practically Tang San’s backyard.
Various conspiracy theories had circulated in his past life, but the other party wouldn’t go as far as to intervene this early, would they?
Could it be that they deliberately allowed the Tang Sect to be exterminated just to make Tang Ya join Shrek and establish a connection with Huo Yuhao?
That would be far too dark!
Or was it really just that wealth moves people’s hearts, and it was purely a matter of luck?
“Sooner or later, I will storm the Iron Blood Sect and kill them all!” Tang Ya choked out.
When she mentioned the Iron Blood Sect, her eyes suddenly became fierce, and a trace of black energy flashed through the depths of her gaze.
Seeing this scene, Lu Chen’s heart stirred slightly.
He hadn’t expected the Dark Blue Silver Grass to already show signs of awakening at this time.
His eyes immediately became firm, and he echoed, “Sister Xiao Ya, don’t forget you still have me.
Your parents looked after me meticulously during their lives.
Their vengeance is my burden too!” Receiving encouragement from her companion, a light reignited in Tang Ya’s eyes.
Her suppressed emotions were finally released.
Her mood eased considerably, and she couldn’t help but tease, “Little Chen, all you know is how to talk big!
You’re only a Spirit Scholar.
You were in a coma for over three years and you’re nine now, yet you haven’t even attached your first spirit ring.” She patted her chest and said proudly, “Whereas I, your elder sister, am already a Rank 21 Spirit Grandmaster.
In another month or so, I’ll be able to promote to Rank 22!” The corner of Lu Chen’s mouth twitched slightly.
Nearly eleven years old and spirit power only at Rank 21—is that something to be proud of?
It could only be said that it was indeed Blue Silver Grass.
“By the way, speaking of which, what is your Spirit?
I still don’t even know yet,” Tang Ya asked curiously.