"Enough, don't say any more!" Tang San shouted at Tang Hao.
Immediately after, he turned to Xiao Wu and said:
"Xiao Wu, I'm sorry. I didn't know my father had done such things, but please believe me—I will give you a satisfactory answer."
Xiao Wu sneered:
"Pathetic brat, stop putting on that fake act. I don't need it, nor do I want it. I will forever remember that Tang Hao killed my mother. And you— you are the son of my mother's killer. It's impossible for me to ever love you. You are not worthy of my children, and that alone is enough."
"Xiao Wu…" Tang San was devastated, and in his heart arose a trace of resentment toward his father.
He could accept what happened with his own mother, but why… why did his father have to kill Xiao Wu's mother, creating such an unbridgeable rift between him and Xiao Wu? Was it truly only for the selfish purpose of acquiring his ninth spirit ring?
At this point, Tang San saw only one solution: to become a god. Only by becoming a god could he resurrect his mother, restore her to the mother he remembered from his previous life, and then return Xiao Wu to the woman who had once loved him deeply.
Having resolved this in his heart, Tang San asked Xiao Wu again:
"I can't understand it. We were married, we shared a bridal chamber, yet under my father's surveillance we never once consummated our marriage. Why then are Tang Wubai and the others actually Dai Mubai's children? When did you get involved with them?"
Xiao Wu replied:
"You really want to know? I'm afraid you won't be able to handle the truth."
"Tell me!" Tang San invoked his authority.
"It's simple. No matter how powerful your father is, he's only a Titled Douluo. But me? I am the scabbard of the Asura God's Sword." Xiao Wu drew out the Asura God's Sword Scabbard from her chest and said coldly: "By using the artifact's ability, I created an illusion—making you and a giant lizard immerse in a spring-dream, while I, in another place, indulged myself happily with your brothers. Was that really so hard to imagine?"
"You—what did you say?" Tang San's eyes reddened, his breath coming in furious snorts:
"You mean, everything I ever experienced with you was really with a giant lizard, while you were with Dai Mubai, Yu Tianheng, and the others?"
"Believe it or not, I've already told you the truth," Xiao Wu replied dismissively.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!" Tang San broke down, eyes bloodshot, chest heaving. His long arms swung as he beat his own chest, letting out a heart-wrenching cry like a maddened baboon.
"Xiao Wu, you slut! How could you treat my Xiao San like this?" Tang Hao roared angrily.
"Heh, Tang Hao, what right do you have to scold me? Why I treated your Xiao San this way—have you already forgotten the reason?" Xiao Wu snapped back.
Hearing this, Tang Hao was instantly left speechless.
Because it was he himself who had killed Xiao Wu's mother, which caused Xiao Wu's hatred of him, which in turn turned into hatred for Tang San, ultimately leading her to betray Tang San with other men. So in the end—was all of this Tang Hao's fault???
Thirty minutes passed.
"The second round is over. The third round: Revelation of Truth. In this round, six truths of the past will be revealed. The truths revealed here will influence the content of the Fifth and Sixth Trials of the Asura God!" The voice from the heavens declared.
"Truth Revelation One: Tang Hao and Ah Yin!"
The world around the three shifted. They seemed to return to the past, to a time before Tang San was born.
Tang Hao saw his younger self—he and Tang Xiao were known then as the Twin Stars of the Clear Sky, walking proudly across the continent in the prime of youth.
Until they encountered that beautiful girl.
Looking at the girl, Tang Hao's eyes filled with longing. He whispered:
"Ah Yin…"
Tang San also murmured:
"Mother."
The scene showed the young Tang Hao and Tang Xiao rescuing Ah Yin. But from the very first moment Ah Yin met the brothers, her eyes and her heart contained only Tang Xiao.
Seeing this, Tang Hao's deepest scars were ripped open again. His heart howled in pain:
"Why, Ah Yin? Clearly it was I who fought the hardest to save you, so why was there only Tang Xiao in your eyes?"
Afterward, Ah Yin traveled the continent with the two brothers. The closer she grew with Tang Xiao, the more unnecessary Tang Hao seemed.
Tang Xiao became certain that Ah Yin would be his. Tang Hao, however, refused to give up. The brothers agreed: they would both confess to Ah Yin, and the loser would withdraw from the competition of love.
It was on that night that Tang Hao was reborn.
The reborn Tang Hao had not yet realized what had changed, but regarding confessing to Ah Yin, his confidence overflowed.
Thus, both brothers confessed. As expected, Ah Yin accepted Tang Xiao's confession, while the once-confident Tang Hao was reduced to a pitiful clown.
By their agreement, Tang Hao should have stepped away gracefully. But he was now a reborn man. Watching Ah Yin and Tang Xiao hold hands and run toward a bright future, Tang Hao's jealousy and resentment exploded exponentially.
The scene played out Tang Hao's inner voice in the ears of all three:
"Damn it! Ah Yin is mine, mine! She should be with me, to give birth to Tang San. In the future Tang San will inherit the positions of Sea God and Asura God. I will become the master of the plane, ruler of all destiny, while Tang San will expand the Tang family's influence in the God Realm. All of this should belong to me! What is mine must never be taken by you, Tang Xiao!"
Very quickly, Tang Hao acted upon his dark thoughts. With one hammer strike, he gravely injured Tang Xiao, crippling him. Then he kidnapped Ah Yin.
"This…" Tang San was stunned—he had never imagined his parents' story began this way.
At the same time, he realized something else: he was the child chosen by the Asura God. Ah Yin was the chosen mother vessel. Tang Hao and Tang Xiao were the chosen father vessels. Which meant—no matter if Ah Yin bore a son with Tang Hao or with Tang Xiao, the child born would always be Tang San.
"Xiao San…" Tang Hao said guiltily. "I'm sorry. I just… I just didn't want to lose you as my son."
"Hmph. Pretty words. But you never truly loved your son. Your inner voice has already exposed your vile motives. You only wanted to keep your son because of the power and status he could bring you." Xiao Wu mocked.
"Father, I understand," Tang San said softly.
Yet Xiao Wu's words were like a sharp thorn piercing Tang San's heart.
He couldn't help imagining—if, in this life, Tang Xiao had been his father instead… would Xiao Wu still bear no hatred toward him? If his mother had loved his father, and Xiao Wu had loved him too, then all the happiness of the Tang family from his previous life would have been restored.
But as soon as this thought arose, Tang San crushed it.
In his last life, he had been Tang Hao's son. How could he possibly accept another man as his father in this one?
"Truth Revelation Two: Ah Yin's Death." The voice from the heavens sounded once more.
Immediately, the scene began to change.
Tang Hao had imprisoned Ah Yin in the depths of the old forested mountains. Both Xiao Wu and Tang San recognized this place—it was the same secluded area where they had once married.
At first, Ah Yin feigned compliance, but when Tang Hao went out to hunt for a spirit ring at rank 80, she tried to escape. She was caught and dragged back by Tang Hao, locked away in a secret chamber.
In the vision, Tang Hao questioned Ah Yin in anguish:
"Why… why can't you love me?"
Ah Yin replied with bitter resentment:
"Tang Hao, give up. In this life, I will only ever love Brother Xiao."
Tang Hao roared with jealousy and fury:
"Tang Xiao, Tang Xiao—always Tang Xiao! In what way am I inferior to him? Ah Yin, you are mine. You will always be mine. Even if I cannot have your love, I will have your body. Even if I must use the dirtiest, vilest means, I will keep you by my side!"
And thus, Tang Hao locked Ah Yin away.
"No, stop! Don't play this, don't show this anymore!" Watching his disgraceful past displayed, Tang Hao collapsed to his knees, begging the heavens in despair.
"Dad, you…" Tang San looked at his father with doubt and disbelief. He never imagined his father's past would be so vile.
"No need to doubt it, little brat. Your father is nothing more than a beast," Xiao Wu sneered.
Tang Hao's pleas went unanswered. The vision continued.
Years later, the little brat Tang San was born. An excited Tang Hao lifted the infant into his arms. The heavens revealed his innermost thoughts:
"My Xiao San has been born. Next, the Asura God will bring the soul of the otherworld Tang San to possess this body. Though not my son's true soul, he will carry the destiny of this world's child of fortune—fated to become a god. With him, I too can rise with the wind and become the ruler of all Douluo's destiny, the master of this plane."
Tang Hao fantasized eagerly about the future. Then his eyes fell upon the exhausted, unconscious Ah Yin, and another thought surfaced:
"It's a pity… Ah Yin still misunderstands me in this life. But soon, Spirit Hall's hunt will come. Ah Yin will be forced to sacrifice herself for me. All I need to do is wait for Xiao San to become a god, and then revive Ah Yin. By then, she will be the Ah Yin who loves me wholeheartedly."
Then he looked back at the baby in his arms, conflicted.
"But Xiao San is destined to be possessed by anotherworld's soul… that's unsettling. I still want a child who is truly mine in both body and soul. Forget it—when Xiao San revives Ah Yin, I'll just have a few more children with her."
Tang San's face twisted as if constipated. He never imagined this was how his father saw him.
"Ahhhhhhh!" Tang Hao let out a shrill baboon-like scream, trying to drown out the exposure of his sordid heart.
Xiao Wu turned to Tang San:
"See, little brat? Your father always intended for another soul to possess his son. And why did he allow it? Because he knew this possessed child would become a god, carrying him along to reign as ruler of Douluo's fate. Such immense benefits were why he permitted it. And yet, he still resented you—resented that your soul wasn't his true-born son's. To him, you were always a tool. Only because you were useful did he tolerate you."
"Shut up, Xiao Wu, you slut! How dare you try to sow discord between father and son!" Tang Hao quickly tried to explain to Tang San:
"Xiao San, don't listen to her. I am your father. Just like in your past life, I have always loved you. You are my pride, my most precious child! How could I ever see you as a tool?"
Tang San opened his mouth, at a loss for words. Xiao Wu cut him off sharply:
"Shut up, rat. You beast. You claim to love Aunt Yin, but you forced her against her will, made her yours. In the end, you got what you wanted—Tang San was born. And then what? You already knew Spirit Hall would come. You knew Ah Yin would be forced to sacrifice herself. You could have stopped it, changed it, but you didn't. You let it all happen as before—so you could use Tang San to revive her later, and ensure she loved you forever. To you, what was Ah Yin? A vessel for your lust, a body to bear Tang San, a spirit ring, a spirit bone. You used her to the fullest. And you dare call that love? You aren't worthy of the word!"
Tang Hao's face flushed red, blood surging. He wanted to refute her, but realized her words struck too true. He had no argument. After a long struggle, he stammered out:
"Xiao Wu… you slut… you're not qualified to judge me. Don't you hate me? Aren't you using Xiao San yourself, just to get back at me?"
"Yes," Xiao Wu sneered. "I am using the little brat to take revenge on you. So what? Unlike you, beast, I don't cloak myself in hypocrisy. Love is love. Hate is hate. Use is use. I never make excuses. But you—you've always wrapped your dirty, rotten heart in the false sugarcoat of 'love.'"
"Ahhhhhhh!" This time the scream came from Tang San. His mind was in chaos, his eyes red, gasping like an ox.
"Enough! Don't say another word! I want to see the rest!"
Xiao Wu and Tang Hao both fell silent.
The vision continued.
The weakened Ah Yin dragged herself from the bed. Looking at the baby in the cradle, her face twisted with resentment.
"This wretched child," she muttered, reaching out her hand to strangle him.
But the moment her hand brushed against the baby's, it recoiled as if shocked by lightning. Her beautiful face softened with deep conflict.
Seeing this, Tang San—though in agony—felt a trace of comfort. In his heart, he was deeply relieved:
"At least, Mother loved me. That answer—last lifetime, Qian Renxue only learned from Bibi Dong at her death. But I… I'm lucky to know it now."
Afterwards, the Asura God quietly guided the soul of the otherworld Tang San into the room. While Ah Yin slept, the foreign soul possessed the infant Tang San.
When Tang Hao saw the child no longer cry like a newborn, no longer lively but eerily calm, he immediately realized what had happened. All the grievances and pain he had endured burst out in wild excitement:
"Hahahahaha! My son has been possessed! Hahahahaha!"