Chapter 411

Tang Wulin shook his head forcefully.

"Incorrect, this point cannot be taken as evidence; appearances in this world are naturally diverse, it's not impossible for two people to look very alike. Besides, I know a girl who looks exactly like me—could she also be Tang San's daughter?"

By the end, the confidence in Tang Wulin's words was noticeably stronger.

In terms of appearance, Diyun'er resembles him far more than Tang San does.

However, Niu Tian remained unmoved.

"You mean Diyun'er? She is a human transformed from an Imperial Auspicious Beast."

"???"

Niu Tian's lighthearted sentence caused Tang Wulin's thoughts to grind to a halt.

Niu Tian smiled and said, "Now you know why I sealed the sound in this room, right? Our conversation must not be easily leaked."

Saying this, his gaze for the first time formally turned to Huo Yutong.

"After undergoing the welcoming ceremony with this little girl, the Three-Eyed Golden Peng gained all her memories, thus developing a longing for the human world; as an Imperial Auspicious Beast, she possesses the privilege to assume human form after ten thousand years, and she chose to take the form of the person most important to that girl in her heart—namely, you. This is the fundamental reason Diyun'er looks so like you, unrelated to bloodline."

His words were like a massive stone, heavily pressing upon Tang Wulin's heart.

His meaning is simple: Diyun'er resembles Tang San merely because Tang Wulin resembles Tang San, and Tang Wulin resembles Tang San precisely because he is Tang San's biological son.

What's worse, after Niu Tian's reminder, Tang Wulin suddenly realized that his resemblance to his parents in appearance is indeed low; strictly speaking, Tang San looks more like his father.

Seeing Tang Wulin's expression somewhat off, Niu Tian revealed a satisfied smile.

"How about it, do you understand my meaning now?"

Tang Wulin pursed his lips.

"Do you only have these things to say?"

"Of course not."

Niu Tian said lightly, "Also, your name—do you know? Tang San already has a daughter in the Divine Realm named Tang Wutong, meaning the little phoenix of the parasol tree from Tang San and Xiao Wu; before the child was born, he had already decided that if the child were a boy, his name would be Tang Wulin."

"I've said it—I have no reason to believe you anymore; can you produce some more reliable evidence?"

Hearing Tang Wulin's words full of chill, Niu Tian smiled and said:

"More reliable evidence? Of course there is, and it's even very crucial evidence."

He narrowed his eyes and asked:

"You have a seal inside your body that seals the power of the Golden Dragon King, right?"

"!"

Tang Wulin's body tensed abruptly.

The seal of the Golden Dragon King is his biggest secret; so far, only Huo Yutong knows of it besides him.

Yet at this moment, Niu Tian effortlessly exposed that secret with a single remark.

Niu Tian said calmly, "Not long ago, you confronted Tang San in the Qiankun Asking Love Valley; during the battle, Tang San's power suddenly became chaotic—do you know why?"

"..."

"It's because Tang San's divine power suddenly resonated with your bloodline, causing his divine power to lose control briefly." Niu Tian adjusted his sitting posture, then said seriously, "What follows are Tang San's suppositions; if anything is wrong, you can correct me."

"According to Tang San, when his divine power became chaotic, that was exactly the moment your body suddenly exhibited his divine power aura, coinciding with the time you erupted with Golden Dragon King power."

"This is clearly no coincidence; there must be some connection between the two."

"Thus he surmised that your body likely contains seals formed from his power, which have stored the Golden Dragon King's power; to oppose him, you detonated those seals within yourself, releasing vast amounts of Golden Dragon King power while also causing seal fragments to leak out, producing the bloodline resonance."

"Am I right?"

"..."

Tang Wulin had nothing to say.

At least as far as can be seen now, everything Niu Tian said is correct.

His words answered a point Tang Wulin had long wondered about: why his body contains the eighteen seals of the Golden Dragon King, and why the Golden Dragon King's power would end up in the body of an ordinary person like him.

If what Niu Tian says is true—that his biological father is Tang San and these eighteen seals are entirely Tang San's doing—then everything can be explained.

This left him in a state of bewilderment.

Is Tang San really his father? Then what should he do now? Seeing the attitudes of Niu Tian and Titan, Tang San, after realizing his true identity, has no intention of continuing as his enemy—should he still insist on taking revenge against him?

Even without mentioning the God King seated high in the Divine Realm at this moment, just the two powerhouses before him, Niu Tian and Titan, are not easy to deal with.

If they were to break ties now, they would very likely become enemies of Shilake Academy, worsening the already dire situation.

But if they choose to ease relations, these two will undoubtedly become forces of Shilake Academy—a Limit Douluo and a ninety‑eighth‑rank Super Douluo—which could nearly close the power gap with the Holy Spirit Sect, undoubtedly making many upcoming matters much easier.

Breaking off would make the road ahead fraught with difficulties, whereas letting go now could simplify everything that follows.

How should he choose? At that moment, Tang Wulin felt a force transmitted through his hand, and Huo Yutong's gentle voice echoed in his heart.

"Wulin, if you want to acknowledge your ancestry and return to your clan, just follow your wishes; I will fully support you."

In an instant, Tang Wulin's inner self was fiercely pierced with pain.

Precisely because the two communicate via mind‑link, he could understand that Huo Yutong harbors no ulterior motives; she sincerely wishes for Tang Wulin to acknowledge his ancestry and gain a new family.

For her, an orphan, if her lover could have a family and escape loneliness, the pains she bears could be completely disregarded.

But this is something Tang Wulin absolutely does not want to see.

Innumerable massacres and the fantasies that nearly drove her to despair—how could this just be let go?! Long ago he swore he would not let her trample herself like that again, nor let her suffer injustice.

If he were to retreat at such a time, then that so‑called oath would become nothing but empty words.

He fiercely punched the table before him, causing that precious table to shatter suddenly.

"Perhaps I really am Tang San's son, the Son of the Divine King, but so what?"

Blazing flames burned in his eyes.

"I disdain it!"

(End of chapter)