Douluo: Marrying a Wife to Become a God, Having Children for Blessings

"This is…"

Upon seeing Xiao Wu's breathtakingly beautiful and delicate face, her proud and curvaceous figure, and her slender waist that seemed impossibly fragile, Tang San's heart skipped a beat. He swallowed hard, an inexplicable ripple stirring deep within him.

I want to devour…

"What are you thinking!"

Tang San quickly shook off the inexplicable thoughts invading his mind and turned his gaze to the phantom of the Wind God behind Xiao Wu. He froze on the spot.

"Is this martial arts divine power?"

Having been on Douluo Continent for six years, Tang San was no stranger to Soul Masters.

If this were a soul skill, Xiao Wu would have to release her martial soul and use her soul rings.

But it was evident Xiao Wu hadn't used her martial soul.

That could only mean… martial arts!

But was this truly martial arts?

Even in his previous life, he'd never heard of martial arts as incredible as this.

"Could this be the legendary unparalleled divine technique of the Martial Ancestor, the 'Four Celestial Phases Art'?"

The healing Soul Master and nearby martial arts instructor stared at Xiao Wu in shock and awe, their eyes filled with reverence and yearning.

It was said that the Four Celestial Phases Art consisted of four forms: Wind God's Fury, Fire God's Fury, Thunder God's Fury, and Lightning God's Fury. It was both offensive and defensive, encompassing cultivation techniques and combat arts.

Unfortunately, such a divine technique was only accessible to core disciples of the Martial Sect and above.

They had only ever heard tales of its reputation!

"I've long heard of the unparalleled martial arts of the Martial Sect's mistresses. Seeing it today, it's truly worthy of its fame!"

The martial arts instructor sighed inwardly.

It was too powerful.

Tang Hao's identity had become clear to him—the long-missing Clear Sky Douluo, who had vanished six years ago after battling three opponents simultaneously and killing the Pope and two Titled Douluo elders of the Spirit Hall.

Yet, even such a renowned figure was suppressed under the onslaught of the Martial Sect Mistress's attacks.

Boom!

A terrifying power descended like the weight of the heavens. Even with his Great Sumeru Hammer, Tang Hao was no match for Xiao Wu, who was at the peak of the Divine Martial Realm, Rank 99.

What's more, Xiao Wu unleashed a grand move—the Four Celestial Phases Art.

Pu!

Tang Hao spat out blood, his body slamming heavily to the ground at Tang San's feet.

"Father!"

"Second Brother!"

Tang Yuehua cried out, instantly rushing forward to help Tang Hao up.

"Second Brother, are you alright?"

"I'm fine!"

Tang Hao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. A man could not admit defeat.

"Xiao Wu, why did you go so hard on him!"

Tang Yuehua chastised with a trace of reproach.

"Hmph, I already held back," Xiao Wu replied, walking forward.

"I was helping you. After all, the one competing with Tang San was Yuehua's own grandson!"

She had no good feelings for Tang Hao.

A man who couldn't even protect his own woman, forcing her to sacrifice herself to save him…

Coward!

Tang Yuehua knew Xiao Wu's personality and didn't bother arguing.

She cast a glance at Tang San, then turned to Tang Hao.

"Second Brother, is this the child you had with Ah Zhu?"

She had learned bits and pieces about Ah Zhu from Tang Xiao after the events of that year.

"Mm."

Tang Hao called Tang San over.

"Xiao San, this is your Aunt Tang Yuehua!"

"Aunt!" Tang San greeted her, though his heart was filled with bitterness.

From the earlier conversation, it seemed that the brat who had beaten him earlier was his aunt's grandson—his nephew.

Damn it!

Tang San, renowned in his past life, had actually been defeated by his own nephew!

What a disaster.

"This isn't the place to talk. Let's return first," Liu Erlong suggested, glancing at the growing crowd of onlookers.

Tang Hao didn't refuse.

After all, the conflict between Tang San and Zhou Haoyue needed resolution.

Back at the Zhou Residence, the animosity between Zhou Haoyue and Tang San was smoothed over, but the two still secretly harbored grudges.

"Hmph, Uncle? Just wait. The next time you act arrogant, I'll teach you a lesson!" Zhou Haoyue snorted inwardly.

"You think the resources of the Martial Sect will protect you? Just wait—I'll surpass you and reclaim my dignity!" Tang San swore silently.

Although Xiao Wu's Four Celestial Phases Art had amazed him, he believed his Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record was no less formidable.

The Tang Sect's greatest strength lay in its hidden weapons.

"Once I craft those peerless hidden weapons, no celestial art or golden bell shield will stand in my way!"

Tang San's failure against Zhou Haoyue was, in his mind, due to poor cultivation resources—thanks to his unreliable father.

Despite being the mighty Clear Sky Douluo of the Cleark Sky Clan, Tang Hao had lived like a beggar, subsisting on thin gruel and vegetable soup, hindering Tang San's martial development.

But he swore that one day he would surpass them all.

Zhou Yi: "Hmph. You can't even beat my grandson, and you dream of beating me? Go cry to your mother for milk!"

After resolving matters, Tang Hao decided not to linger and planned to take Tang San back to the Clear Sky Clan to acknowledge their ancestry.

"Grandma, didn't I say that brat was arrogant beyond measure? Look, he doesn't even respect Grandpa's martial arts!"

Watching Tang Hao and Tang San leave, Zhou Haoyue clung to Tang Yuehua's arm, voicing his displeasure.

Earlier, Tang Yuehua, impressed by Tang San's talent in martial arts, had hoped to recruit him into the Martial Sect to secure a brighter future for him.

However, Tang San refused without hesitation, stating, "One day, I will establish my own school. I don't need the techniques of the Martial Sect."

"Enough. Let's not talk about it anymore," Tang Yuehua said, a trace of discontent in her tone. She affectionately ruffled Zhou Haoyue's hair, not minding his critical remarks about Tang San.

In the original story, Tang Yuehua had harbored unrequited love for Tang Hao and never married. Naturally, she extended her fondness for Tang Hao to Tang San.

However, in this timeline, Tang Yuehua had already been won over by Zhou Yi and had become his wife. Naturally, her priorities shifted. Compared to the outsider Tang San, she now favored her own grandson.

When Tang San's hidden weapons injured Zhou Haoyue earlier, a flash of anger had stirred in her heart.

If not for Tang San already being punished and the fact that he was Tang Hao's son, she wouldn't have let the matter go so easily.

After all, allegiances follow one's circumstances. Tang Yuehua's allegiances now lay firmly with Zhou Yi.

Elsewhere…

Tang Hao and Tang San traveled in silence.

Tang Hao could feel it—the growing distance between him and Tang Yuehua, both in physical space and emotional connection.

Indeed, as the saying goes: A married daughter is like water spilled on the ground.

Compared to their natal families, most women inevitably align themselves with their husbands and children.

Divine Realm—Forest of Life.

Hoo~

Zhou Yi exhaled a long breath of turbid air, releasing the negative emotions accumulated from slaughtering and devouring countless deities over the past days.

His soul felt cleansed and reborn, his body light and relaxed, exuding a profound sense of comfort and ease.

His cultivation had now reached Level 139, the peak of the First-Class God realm.

In less than a month, his progress was astonishing.

If not for the fact that the Immortal Execution Sword had absorbed an enormous amount of energy to undergo its own transformation, Zhou Yi might have already broken through to Level 140.

Even so, Zhou Yi was satisfied.

"Hmm…"

The Goddess of Life, unconscious beside him, let out a soft, instinctive groan.

Over the past days, she had endured endless torment to help Zhou Yi dissipate his negative energy.

Her jade-like body lay taut, and it was a long while before her muscles finally relaxed.

Yet her brows remained knit in lingering pain and sorrow.

Zhou Yi glanced at the Goddess of Life cradled in his arms and at the Goddess of Kindness lying nearby. These once-pure and holy flowers, now sullied by mortal struggles, filled his heart with a peculiar satisfaction.

Perhaps this was human nature:

Women spoke of money with penniless men but sought feelings from the wealthy.

Men, in turn, found joy in corrupting noble women while urging fallen ones toward redemption.

"Who would've thought? This battle took nearly a month, yet nearly thirty years have passed in the mortal realm!" Zhou Yi's now-clear, sage-like eyes were filled with a mix of awe and emotion.

In these thirty years, he had reaped countless rewards—and children.

Apparently, his initial "farewell gifts" had proven quite effective.

"Fifteen more children, huh? It seems besides Gu Yuena, there were six other women who ended up… with my legacy."

Zhou Yi mused to himself. Since these children weren't all born on the same day, he deduced they were from six different mothers.

The rewards for fathering these children were significant, especially the 30-Child Milestone Package.

His children now totaled thirty-nine.

Reaching out, Zhou Yi gently caressed the smooth, taut abdomens of the Goddess of Life and the Goddess of Kindness, whispering his anticipation.

"Perhaps you too will bear my children," he murmured.

Sensing his touch, the Goddess of Life stirred, her fatigued eyes opening to meet Zhou Yi's gaze. Her voice quivered with anger and sorrow:

"You devil! I helped you only to prevent the destruction of countless lives. Don't think that possessing my body means you've claimed my heart. Dream on! If you've got the courage, kill me!"

"How could I bear to kill you?" Zhou Yi chuckled. His gaze shifted downward, making the Goddess of Life redden with fury and humiliation.

"What if my child is already growing inside you?" he teased.

"Dream on!" she retorted, panicked. "Even if you left something behind, I'll use my divine power to purge it!"

"Not a chance!" Zhou Yi grinned, sealing her cultivation.

Now, the Goddess of Life was no different from an ordinary woman. Without external assistance, there was no way for her to prevent what was already set in motion.

"Destroyer, forgive me…" the Goddess of Life murmured, tears brimming in her eyes.

Zhou Yi ignored her, calmed his mind, and began checking his rewards:

Reward 1: 10 Years of Cultivation ×15

Reward 2: 10 Years of Lifespan ×15

Reward 3: Hero's Sword ×2

Reward 4: Peerless Sword ×2

Reward 5: Supreme Foundation-Building Pills (10 pills per bottle) ×3

Reward 6: Million-Year Soul Rings (Random Abilities) ×2

Reward 7: Fully Mastered Supreme Techniques (Heaven Frost Fist, Cloud-Piercing Palm, Wind God's Kick)

Reward 8: Snow-Drinking Blade

Reward 9: Transformation Pills ×2

Reward 10: Boundary-Breaking Pills (10 pills per bottle) ×5

Reward 11: 30-Child Milestone Grand Package

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