Chapter 286: 286.Chapter 286 Tang San: I am your son!

286. Chapter 286 Tang San: I am your son!

Moreover, when Qianxunji took away Xiao Cao, who had turned into the mutated Dogtail Grass in its original form, he said he would take good care of Xiao Cao.

Now, however, this is how he's caring for her—it's almost too much care.

In an instant, Tang Hao could not accept this result, lost his former calm, quickly stepped up to Qianxunji, and shouted:

"Qianxunji, why is Xiao Cao clinging to your arm?"

"You promised me you'd take good care of Xiao Cao—is this how you're doing it?"

Qianxunji looked at Tang Hao before him, as insignificant as an ant, did not get angry, but replied lightly:

"I promised to take good care of you—isn't that taking good care? Back then Xiao Cao didn't have a hundred‑thousand‑year spirit beast cultivation and had already become a blade of grass. Now I have taken care of her to the point of becoming a Divine Abode."

"What?"

"Divine… Abode?"

Tang Hao said with a trembling voice, his face full of disbelief.

Divine Abode, is a Divine Abode really that easy to reach?

He had thought that over the past fourteen years he had risen from a ninety‑rank Title Douluo to a ninety‑seven‑rank Title Douluo, and aside from Qianxunji this freak, he was undoubtedly the continent's most dazzling genius.

However, he never expected that under Qianxunji's day‑and‑night care, Xiao Cao not only regained her former hundred‑thousand‑year spirit beast cultivation, but went even further…… no,

Rather, it should be said she made a great leap and has become…… a Divine Abode.

In that moment, Tang Hao looked at Xiao Cao before him, feeling ashamed and inferior, instinctively sensing a deep sense of inadequacy.

A hundred‑rank Divine Abode is like a heavenly chasm spanning every Soul Master on the continent.

Visible, yet unattainable.

On the continent, no one has reached a hundred‑rank godhood for twenty thousand years.

Yet Xiao Cao, after only a dozen years of Qianxunji's day‑and‑night care, has already achieved hundred‑rank godhood.

Even more, it might not be just a hundred‑rank Divine Abode; it could be a one‑hundred‑ten‑rank, or even a one‑hundred‑twenty‑rank Divine Abode……

At this moment, Tang Hao felt Xiao Cao before him was like a heavenly fairy—admirable from afar, but not to be trifled with.

Even his original gaze toward Xiao Cao instinctively dodged, and he lowered his proud head.

The next moment, Tang Hao's hoarse voice rang out, reverently saying:

"Your Holiness the Pope, I just made a mistake; please, for the sake of our long‑standing bond, do not hold it against me."

"Moreover, if it weren't for Xiao Cao saving me back then, I would have died long ago; seeing her now, stronger and more beautiful under your day‑and‑night care, proves how well you treat her."

"So, Tang Hao thanks you here—thank you for caring for my lifesaver."

"Hmm." Qianxunji gave a soft hum and said nothing more.

Beside him, Tang San watched Xiao Cao affectionately clinging to Qianxunji, his face full of anger, his chest aching.

"Mom!"

Tang San shouted with tears streaming down.

Xiao Cao heard this, looked at Tang San, and coldly shouted:

"Shut up, you trash!"

Tang San: "……"

Tang San wore a puzzled expression, not understanding why his mother, upon seeing him, was not delighted but instead spoke harshly to him.

Right, right—his mother surely didn't know he was her son.

Thinking this, Tang San hurriedly explained:

"Mom, I am your son, the Tang San you bore after ten months of pregnancy in the little house in the Sunset Forest."

However, Tang San found his mother still unmoved.

"Mom!"

Tang San roared, as soon as he crossed over he saw his mother Xiao Cao forced by Qianxunji to sacrifice, turning into the mutated Dogtail Grass in its original form.

Moreover, he was also turned into a eunuch by Qianxunji.

Fortunately, fortunately he still had his father Tang Hao.

However, his father Tang Hao, in order to save his mother from the Spirit Hall, had been extremely strict with him since childhood, often beating and scolding him.

Although Tang San had been an orphan in his previous life and finally gained parents in this one, he does not resent his father Tang Hao for hitting him.

Because he knows the stricter Tang Hao is with him, the more it shows Tang Hao's affection and his hope for Tang San to become a dragon among men.

Therefore, he also vowed from childhood to cultivate to godhood as soon as possible, to rescue his mother Xiao Cao from the Spirit Hall, and from Qianxunji's grasp.

Yet he had not yet become a god; only fourteen years had passed when Qianxunji had already ascended to godhood, and now his mother Xiao Cao had also become a god, moreover showing no intention of acknowledging him.

At this moment, Tang San felt his chest gripped with excruciating pain, as if countless ants were gnawing at his heart.

"Mom!"

Tang San trembled as he slowly walked toward Xiao Cao.

Because his kneecap was shattered, each step was extremely difficult; when he finally reached Xiao Cao, he could no longer hold himself up and fell with a thud onto his knees.

However, Tang San relied on the strong will forged since childhood, and merely knelt on one knee.

Tang San looked at Xiao Cao's feet before him and reached out to support them.

Seeing this, Xiao Cao quickly stepped back.

Tang San's hand froze in mid‑air, his face full of disappointment and dejection.

Tang San slowly lifted his head, his eyes reddened as he looked at Xiao Cao, and whispered hoarsely:

"Mom, I am Tang San, I am your son Tang San—why won't you acknowledge me?"

Xiao Cao gave Tang San a cold glance, her eyes full of hatred, and said icily:

"Dead stubborn three, you still have the nerve to call me Mom—what a thick‑skinned fool, your hide is thicker than a city wall."

Tang San heard from his mother's words that she seemed to have an opinion about him, and moreover it was an opinion of hatred, the hatred very deep.

Could it be, could it be that Mother knows I am a Transmigrator, knows that I took over her biological son's soul?

No, impossible, absolutely impossible.

Initially I concealed myself very well, my acting was top-notch; in my previous life I was an outer sect disciple, and in the Tang Sect, relying on superb acting and thievery skills, I secretly learned the Tang Sect's techniques and hidden weapons methods.

Based on my such superb acting, Mother Xiao Cao initially absolutely could not discover that I was not her real son, and absolutely would not discover that I took over her son.

Since Mother did not discover that I took over her son, she naturally loves me very much; in this, moreover there is some misunderstanding.

Right, right, there must be some misunderstanding.

Tang San, in this life, from childhood took it upon himself to rescue his mother; in his heart, mother and father Tang Hao are most important.

Then, Tang San again looked at Xiao Cao with red-rimmed eyes, and said:

"Mom, have you been deceived by Qianxunji, leading to a misunderstanding about me?"

"I am your son Tang San; if you have any misunderstanding about me and hate me, please speak it out."

Xiao Cao, upon hearing this, fixed her icy gaze tightly on Tang San before her, and coldly said:

"Tang San, your acting is truly high."

"Act, just act, keep acting."

"I want to see, just how long you will keep acting today."

"Act?" Tang San murmured, for a moment somewhat at a loss.

Could it be, Mother really discovered that I took over her son?

Impossible, absolutely impossible; I have no other talents, but my acting is absolutely superb; thus, Tang San again said:

"Mom, just speak plainly; what exactly is the misunderstanding about me? Speak it out, and Tang San will explain." (End of chapter)