Dou Luo: This Tang San is Different

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"Qian Daoliu!" 

Tang Chen descended from the sky, sweeping Bo Saixi into his arms. Like a victorious drake in a courtship display, he puffed out his chest and let out a hearty laugh. "My old friend, you've come after all!" 

Qian Daoliu's gaze was complex, though he merely nodded. Yet his eyes grew resolute: *Xue'er must ascend to godhood. But before that, I must stop Tang Chen from meeting Xue Qinghe!* 

"So this is the hidden trump card of the Spirit Hall—Qian Daoliu," Ning Fengzhi murmured, his eyes narrowing. "Such an imposing presence, truly awe-inspiring. Who would've thought we'd encounter so many legendary figures on this occasion?" 

Sword Douluo Chen Xin stared at Qian Daoliu for a long moment before finally shifting his gaze. With a sigh, he admitted, "I am no match for him in my current state." 

"Senior Sword Douluo, what's wrong?" Tang San asked. 

"It's nothing," Chen Xin replied, his tone subdued. "When my father broke through to Rank 98, he once dueled a Rank 99 powerhouse. He lost by a single move and succumbed to his injuries soon after. My father had accepted his fate, challenging the opponent with the resolve to die. But I… I've never let go of that." He paused before continuing, his voice firm. "Today, I've confirmed it. That person was Qian Daoliu." 

A Rank 99 Titled Douluo—undefeatable. 

Tang Chen, with his Haotian Hammer, wasn't a plausible suspect. Chen Xin's father wouldn't have sought to duel him, as Tang Chen had spent years striving to break through the hundredth rank and hadn't likely crossed paths with him. 

Bo Saixi, being secluded on Sea God Island, was also improbable, as Chen Xin's father had never ventured into the ocean. 

And Tang San... 

As a newly ascended powerhouse, Tang San wasn't even a possibility. It was ludicrous to link a child to the duel that claimed his father's life. 

Thus, among the known legends on the continent, only Qian Daoliu remained. As an Angel Martial Soul user, he was also skilled in swordsmanship. 

"Senior Sword Douluo, do you wish to avenge your father?" Tang San asked. 

"No," Chen Xin replied calmly. "I've said it before—my father was prepared to die. Revenge isn't necessary. However, as a swordsman, I do want to challenge him." 

Chen Xin's eyes gleamed like a blade. But today was Tang Chen's wedding. It wasn't the right time for a duel. Offending a Rank 100 expert on such an occasion would be unwise. 

Moreover, Chen Xin still lagged slightly behind his father's peak strength. A challenge now would be futile—a mere egg striking a stone. 

Tang San recognized Chen Xin's determination. Knowing he couldn't dissuade him, he nodded lightly. "Then I hope senior achieves victory when the time comes." 

"Let's hope so," Chen Xin replied, though his tone was tinged with melancholy. Still, he quickly regained his composure. Upon further reflection, defeating Qian Daoliu in the future didn't seem impossible. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan had planted Tang San's Blue Silver Emperor, and Chen Xin could access the spirit beast illusionary realm to strengthen his spirit rings. Furthermore, with Tang San as the clan's son-in-law, acquiring valuable resources wasn't out of reach. He might one day surpass Qian Daoliu effortlessly. 

However, Chen Xin preferred to rely on his own strength to issue the challenge. That was his commitment to the way of the sword—a matter of *integrity*. 

If he used external aid, it would feel hollow. 

"Perhaps this is a trial of my resolve, born from the rapid changes Tang San's era has brought. I've lost confidence in my sword. But isn't this also an opportunity to temper myself?" 

Resolving to use this challenge as a stepping stone for his growth, Chen Xin steeled himself for the journey ahead. 

"Xixi, may I have this dance?" At that moment, Tang Chen interrupted the conversation, extending an invitation to Bo Saixi. 

"I'd be delighted," Bo Saixi replied with a soft smile, her eyes fixed solely on him. 

Hand in hand, the two, both over two hundred years old, began to dance gracefully in the square. 

The man was confident, the woman shy. 

To the unacquainted, they might appear as young lovers in their twenties, caught in the throes of romance. 

For those with long lifespans, age was irrelevant. What mattered was maintaining a youthful mindset and a pure self-awareness. Without this, the weight of time could distort or even erode one's wisdom. 

For these two, still ablaze with passion at their age, it was clear how much they meant to each other. 

Tang San could only sigh inwardly: This is truly the Continent of Love. 

After all, given the era they were born into, entertainment was scarce. Life was either cultivation or battle, leaving their minds refreshingly simple. Especially Bo Saixi—until today, she had likely never set foot off Sea God Island, making her the ultimate homebody. 

If These Two Were Born in the Era of Douluo Dalu 3 or Douluo Dalu 4, They Wouldn't Be This Pure 

After all— 

Tang Xiao, Tang Hao, and Tang Yuehua, members of the Haotian Clan, were the children of Tang Chen, but their mother wasn't Bo Saixi. 

Of course, according to the original story, Tang Chen was already married with children before meeting Bo Saixi. His wife, however, had passed away due to illness, which led him to pursue Bo Saixi. 

Was it love at first sight? 

Or perhaps it was a genuine admiration for one another? 

Tang San believed it was a bit of both. 

At this moment— 

The Haotian Clan disciples formed a circle, chanting loudly: 

"Majestic Haotian! Everlasting and unyielding!" 

"Boundless oceans! Vast and mighty!" 

Tang Chen and Bo Saixi strolled hand in hand, their steps weaving in harmony. They twirled, leaped, and walked on air with effortless grace. Their movements were nothing short of breathtaking. 

Those below couldn't help but feel envious. 

Yet, among them, some seemed to have their hearts shattered, sighing wistfully—Qian Daoliu, in particular, could be said to embody unrequited love. 

Unfortunately for him, Bo Saixi had no feelings for Qian Daoliu. Her heart belonged solely to Tang Chen... 

Finally, the dance concluded. 

The other members of the Haotian Clan began welcoming guests, while Tang San scanned the surroundings. He noticed the absence of Tang Hao but sensed his father's presence meditating on a mountaintop several kilometers away. Tang Hao's murderous aura was fierce yet controlled, a beacon to any truly powerful expert, like a flame in the dead of night. 

Tang San refrained from using his spiritual power to investigate further. This was the Haotian Clan's territory, and prying into another's privacy was impolite. Moreover, he had always respected personal boundaries. 

"Everyone, thank you for attending the wedding of myself, Tang Chen, and Bo Saixi, the High Priestess of Sea God Island," Tang Chen declared to the crowd. His voice was loud and resonant, as though it exploded in everyone's ears. "I am deeply grateful, and the future development of the Haotian Clan will depend on your support!" 

The crowd responded with words of congratulations and polite flattery. 

However, just as the wedding ceremony was about to proceed as planned, Bo Saixi abruptly turned her gaze to the east. A faint glow of the Sea God's Trident appeared on her forehead, mirrored by the other six guardian Douluo of Sea God Island. 

"The Sea God's chosen successor has been born!" 

Bo Saixi was astonished. She had never imagined that, on the day of her wedding, the Sea God would select a new inheritor. 

The wedding could no longer continue! 

The birth of the Sea God's successor demanded her immediate attention as the High Priestess of Sea God Island. It was a sacred duty, a reflection of her unwavering faith in the Sea God. 

But what about Tang Chen...? 

(End of chapter)