Tang Wulin hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
"As it should be."
"War is the way of deception."
"When the future of the Divine Realm and the Douluo Plane's billions of lives are at stake, no method is too extreme—it's all reasonable and justifiable."
At the same time, a flash of brilliance passed through his eyes—a symbol of unmatched confidence.
He still had a god-king level father as his backing, the vast energy of the Divine Realm Core to support his ambition, a mother praying for him with all her heart in the Divine Realm, the help of his uncles Da Ming and Er Ming, and...
The grassroots team he and his companions had built could really return to the heart of the continent soon.
The advantage is mine!
After Tang Wulin regained his confidence, Tang San finally had a moment to speak privately with Er Ming.
Er Ming listened carefully, and both he and Da Ming, who was nearby, wore troubled expressions.
It turned out Tang San wanted Da Ming and Er Ming to put on a show—a ruse involving self-inflicted injury.
The struggle for supremacy between the Beast God Di Tian and the Silver Dragon King Gu Yue Na had ended. Di Tian may have won, but just barely—and the rise of the soul beasts was now unstoppable.
Because of differing visions for the soul beasts' future, Da Ming would beat Er Ming so badly he could barely survive. In anger, Er Ming would then defect to Di Tian's side.
Given that the two had previously built the Myriad Beasts Platform micro-world to preserve the soul beasts' legacy, this reasoning was sound.
Er Ming had never been Da Ming's match, so the outcome of such a fight was believable.
Er Ming had even been to the Divine Realm before—bringing out some spirit-rich healing herbs would easily convince Di Tian of his sincerity.
At this moment, Tang San took out a plant brimming with divine energy and handed it to Er Ming.
"Di Tian is now the new leader of the soul beasts. With their nation in ruins and desperate for talent, if you defect, he absolutely won't make things difficult for you."
"Especially with the added bonus of that healing treasure infused with divine essence."
"With that, your position will remain high. You'll be able to find out if Di Tian's injuries are really that severe—and whether or not he's truly devoured the Silver Dragon King's bloodline."
As for the real reason Da Ming and Er Ming looked troubled? It wasn't because they were unwilling to hit each other.
It was because they still had doubts—or more accurately, hesitation.
Not to mention whether their act would be convincing or if Di Tian would actually buy it...
Their true intention had never been to fight Di Tian to the death!
They had hoped Tang San could lead them toward peaceful coexistence between humans and soul beasts!
Tang San seemed to notice their hesitation—and understood perfectly why they hesitated.
He, with his deep cunning and complete understanding of Da Ming and Er Ming, directly laid out his prepared counterargument.
"Our target has always been Di Tian alone. Without the Beast God, without the Silver Dragon King, you two can become the new kings of the soul beasts. No one can stop you from fulfilling your ideals."
"And more importantly... have you forgotten Xiao Wu's final request?!"
"She asked you to take care of her children. Wutong even called you 'Big Daddy' and 'Second Daddy.'"
"Wulin is now suffering humiliation at Di Tian's hands, his wife taken, and his grandparents were killed by him. Are you really just going to sit and do nothing?"
"Do you even realize? Xiao Wu has fallen gravely ill from lovesickness because of Wulin's suffering!"
At the mention of "Xiao Wu," Da Ming and Er Ming immediately faltered.
When they heard that she had fallen ill from longing, their hearts nearly broke.
They and their beloved Xiao Wu had survived countless years huddled together in the brutal Star Dou Great Forest.
Whether it was Da Ming or Er Ming—they had always loved Xiao Wu deeply.
That never changed—not even after she married Tang San and bore him two children.
In fact, as time passed, that profound love only grew deeper and more refined.
Twenty thousand years ago, they were willing to sacrifice themselves to become Tang San's spirit ring and spirit bone for Xiao Wu's sake.
Ten thousand years ago, they devoted themselves to protecting her daughter, Tang Wutong.
Now, they were still willing to do anything for her—including helping her son Tang Wulin achieve all that he wished for.
Everything else?
Just passing clouds. Compared to their Xiao Wu, lighter than a feather.
BANG!
Da Ming unleashed a powerful Divine Dragon Tail Whip directly at Er Ming, smashing into him with great force.
...
A long time later.
Er Ming limped out of the hidden micro-world, looking like he'd lost half his life.
Tang San gazed in the direction Er Ming had gone, eyes dark and full of sorrow:
"Er Ming, my brother… if you fall, I will find a way to bring you back."
He had never truly counted on Er Ming gathering intel about Di Tian. Er Ming was merely the carrier.
The real tool to probe Di Tian—was the divine herb filled with spiritual energy that he gave to Er Ming.
With a flicker of divine thought, the path Er Ming had taken was erased—his aura wiped clean, the space tunnel he used collapsed beyond repair.
No one could trace Er Ming back to the hidden micro-world—in other words, he had embarked on a path of no return.
...
Er Ming limped and hobbled his way to the Star Dou Great Forest, finally appearing before Di Tian.
Di Tian's current lifestyle could only be described as decadent.
The luxurious palace complex Bi Ji once built for him with the Tree of Life had finally come into use.
Inside the most lavish building, Di Tian lay lazily like a tyrant.
His pillow? A pair of pristine, long white legs—a lap pillow provided by none other than Gu Yue Na, with quality guaranteed.
Gu Yue Na's upper body was bound as if by invisible ropes—bulging and upright.
Her silver teeth bit tightly on her lower lip—clearly, she was a reluctant participant in this lap-pillow act.
In fact, as soon as she had arrived in the Star Dou Forest, she had tried to dive straight into the Lake of Life to heal herself.
The current Lake of Life, nourished by the Tree of Life, was now a tier higher than it had ever been before—perfect for restoring her injuries and increasing her cultivation.
But Di Tian dragged her out and kicked her into a corner of the luxurious palace complex—locking her in a small room.
Now? She was forced to be his lap pillow!
As for everything else—let's just say the phrase "keep the music playing, keep the dancers dancing" captured the mood.
Bi Ji gently massaged his legs, while Zi Ji nestled against him, feeding him fresh fruits and vegetables by hand.
This scene screamed indulgent emperor.
But to Er Ming, the whole thing was far from what it seemed.
Crawling on the ground, Er Ming—once a god—could see through appearances to the truth beneath.
Bi Ji and Zi Ji could be ignored. What he truly saw was this:
Di Tian, resting on Gu Yue Na's lap, was actually a wounded black dragon, constantly and carefully biting down on an even more grievously injured silver dragon.
(End of Chapter)