Chapter 3: The Route of the Blue Silver Emperor.
Tang San gently stroked Xiao Wu's head, saying, "You must have misheard. I was just thinking about something."
Feeling a sharp pain, Tang San clenched his left hand, feigning a calm expression, inwardly groaning.
Seeing that Tang San was alright, Xiao Wu also thought she had imagined it.
The God Realm was so safe, and her Third Brother was so powerful; no one would dare harm him.
Tang San gently stroked Xiao Wu's head, saying, "Xiao Wu, you go back first. I have some things to take care of."
Xiao Wu said somewhat shyly, "Um, Third Brother, I've been feeling a bit horny lately. Come back early tonight..."
Although they were an old married couple, she still felt a little embarrassed saying it.
Tang San smiled and agreed, "Okay, I'll come back early tonight. Xiao Wu, you wait for me at home."
Xiao Wu nodded in understanding, tiptoed and kissed Tang San, then went home.
Seeing Xiao Wu return home, Tang San quickly left, finding a secluded spot to check his injuries.
"It's over..."
Looking at his injury, Tang San felt a sense of foreboding.
He now seriously suspected that the God of Destruction had used a voodoo doll on him; otherwise, how could he explain today's events?
Damn God of Destruction, I'll remember this grudge.
"Phew, this should clear Tang San's mind."
Deng Mu sheathed his Clear Sky Hammer, wiped the sweat from his brow, and muttered to himself.
If others had seen what just happened, it would have been social death for him. The whole city would be spreading rumors that Deng Mu had strange hobbies, and he would have no choice but to leave, otherwise he would lose face in the city. He just didn't know how Tang San was doing; could Tang San withstand that attack?
After a moment of random thoughts, Deng Mu opened the door, returned to bed, and began to consider which path would be best for his two martial souls.
Before transmigrating, he had seen many people online say that the Blue Silver Emperor was suitable for a life-oriented or support-oriented build.
Deng Mu felt that he could go for a support build, after all, he still had the Clear Sky Hammer, which would be responsible for output, while the Blue Silver Emperor would be responsible for support.
Thinking about his first spirit ring, Deng Mu felt a huge headache.
His family didn't have much money, and his sister's first spirit ring was obtained with the help of a teacher at school.
Through his sister's connection, he could indeed get a spirit ring, but whether it was a hundred-year or ten-year spirit ring was hard to say. He couldn't very well ask the other person to hunt for the one he wanted.
It was kind of others to help him, but he couldn't take advantage of their kindness to get the one he wanted. They were not related, so how could they help to that extent?
More importantly, his goal was to start with a thousand-year spirit ring; as for ten thousand-year spirit rings, he could only dream about it. Starting with ten thousand-year spirit rings would cause a lot of trouble.
The schools in the second era of Dou Di Zhuan were similar to those in the first era, divided into three levels: junior high, middle school, and senior high school.
Students at the junior academy are divided into two types: regular students and work-study students. Work-study students are treated the same as those in Douyi, but with less pay.
To ease the family's burden, her older sister, Jiang Nannan, chose to become a work-study student, giving her monthly savings to their mother to help with household expenses.
He planned to become a work-study student himself when he went to school, using his earnings to help support the family and improve his mother's life.
Sometimes he suspected that his mother's serious illness was due to the family's poverty, her overwork, and malnutrition.
If this had been avoided, his mother wouldn't have gotten sick, and his sister wouldn't have had to go to that place to save her.
"Forget it, I'll go kill a thousand-year-old plant spirit beast myself tomorrow," Deng Mu thought for a long time before deciding to hunt one himself.
Anyway, the damage will be transferred to Tang San, so he doesn't need to worry about dying.
He just needs to prepare some things to kill spirit beasts so he can absorb the thousand-year spirit ring.
His body can't take it?
No problem, he has Tang San to take the hit for him. This kind of damage is nothing to Tang San.
He already has a small goal in mind: the Blue Silver Emperor should be purple-purple-black-black-black-black-black-black-red, and the Clear Sky Hammer should have at least three red ones and the rest black. A one-on-one kill of a ten-thousand-year spirit beast at the start?
That's unlikely. The opponent is completely dominating him, and it's impossible for him to win.
Once the opponent realizes something is wrong after a few attacks, they definitely won't fight him anymore, so finding a thousand-year spirit beast is more practical.
As for the specific age, Deng Mu hasn't decided yet. He just needs to find a thousand-year spirit beast with suitable attributes, and then decide based on the situation.
As for Tang San's setup, it's not suitable for him, and he feels that he can develop a skill like Blue Silver Entanglement with more practice, so there's no need to take up a slot.
The domain will be upgraded later to provide a full-attack entanglement skill, so there's no need to waste a slot on an entanglement skill.
Following Tang San's lead, anyone who didn't know better would think he was Tang San's illegitimate son or Tang San's reincarnation.
More importantly, he didn't want to be called "Little Tang San," as he felt he couldn't keep up the act.
"Set a small goal: reach level 31 by age 12."
Deng Mu silently set a small goal for himself.
[Ding! Tang San has drunk the Tea of Life, your vitality and physique have been enhanced.]
The next second, Deng Mu felt a warm current enter his body, permeating every limb and bone.
Deng Mu thoroughly enjoyed this feeling and was somewhat curious about what Tang San was doing.
Could it be that Tang San was trying to find a cure?
After thinking about it, he felt it was unlikely. Given Tang San's personality, it was unlikely that he would seek treatment from others, because his dignity wouldn't allow it.
If this got out, Tang San would become a laughing stock in the God Realm.
A dignified God King, actually a eunuch.
People would even suspect that Tang Wutong wasn't Tang San's child.
At most, Tang San would secretly find a cure himself, and wouldn't let anyone else know.
Deng Mu thought for a moment, then summoned the Clear Sky Hammer and gave himself a few more good whacks to prevent Tang San from actually getting better.
After finishing, Deng Mu jumped off the bed, satisfied, and clapped his hands.
"I need to prepare some things, otherwise I'll get whipped by a thousand-year-old soul beast."
Deng Mu thought about how Huo Yuhao killed that ten-year-old soul beast and wondered what to use to kill a thousand-year-old soul beast.
Ordinary weapons wouldn't work… wait, there's something I can do, and it's quite powerful.
That thing is explosives.
Killing a ten-thousand-year-old one is hard to say, but killing a thousand-year-old soul beast is a piece of cake. A thousand-year-old plant soul beast is even easier; as long as the opponent is in that area, just transform into a suicide truck and blow up the thousand-year-old plant soul beast.
(End of Chapter)