Just as Tang Wutong was looking at Zhao Ling with gratitude, Liu Erlong curiously leaned in.
"Young girl, you say you traveled back from ten thousand years in the future? But how is that possible? As far as I know, ordinary people live at most a hundred years, and even with the strength of a Titled Douluo, their lifespan is only somewhat longer.
You say you came from over ten thousand years in the future, yet you look like you're only eleven or twelve years old. Don't tell me that Xiao Wu only gave birth to you nearly ten thousand years later?"
Seeing someone come forward with a question, Tang Wutong looked at Liu Erlong in confusion and cautiously asked, "You are...?"
She felt that this woman looked vaguely familiar. She remembered two portraits her mother had drawn—one was of her grandmother, and the other resembled this woman.
But on closer inspection, the resemblance wasn't exact. After all, this woman had long fiery red hair, incredibly refined features, and a stunning figure—much more striking than the woman in her mother's painting.
Because of that, Tang Wutong didn't dare confirm Liu Erlong's identity right away. Still, she bit her lip and asked:
"Are you... Grandma Erlong?"
Liu Erlong was stunned for a moment. Then she remembered Zhao Ling had mentioned in his diary that Xiao Wu was supposed to recognize her as a godmother. So if her daughter called her "grandma," it kind of made sense.
Liu Erlong nodded and replied, "Yes, I'm Liu Erlong. But I'm not sure if I'm really your grandmother."
Hearing her confirmation, Tang Wutong finally answered the earlier question.
"Grandma Erlong, I've lived in the God Realm since I was born. One day in the God Realm equals one year in the mortal world. So, ten thousand years in the mortal world is only about ten thousand days in the God Realm.
Just two days ago, I heard that the Douluo mortal realm was fun, so I wanted to go there and play. But during my descent, I fell into a white vortex. When I woke up, I found myself over ten thousand years in the past."
"God Realm? You're saying the God Realm? Could it be that this girl Xiao Wu will become a god in the future?"
Xiao Rou was stunned and looked at her daughter with blazing eyes. If her daughter really became a god, that was truly unexpected.
"Of course, Grandma! You don't know how amazing my mom is! She later inherited both the Sea God and the Shura God legacies and became the only dual-god-level being in the entire Douluo God Realm!"
Tang Wutong raised her little head proudly, her stunningly beautiful face full of pride.
"Uh…" Zhao Ling suddenly twitched at the corner of his mouth, frozen in shock.
He hadn't expected the system, after erasing all of Tang Wutong's memories of Tang San, would alter her memory of Xiao Wu to this extent.
Though in the original story Xiao Wu shared Tang San's god-level powers and could wield equivalent strength, having Tang Wutong think her mother was the actual dual-god inheritor was just absurd.
"What? Xiao Wu is that powerful???"
Xiao Rou couldn't believe it. How could that be? Zhao Ling had written in his diary that she was just the scabbard for the Shura Divine Sword.
Xiao Rou remembered the diary clearly stated that both the Sea God and Shura God inheritances originally belonged to someone named Tang San.
Apparently, this Tang San was supposed to be her future son-in-law and the father of her granddaughter.
But why did this child see her daughter as the one who inherited both godhoods? Could it be that...
Xiao Rou furrowed her brows and, after a moment of thought, asked, "Wutong, do you know who your father is?"
"Father…" Tang Wutong thought for a while, then shook her head.
"No impression. I've never had a father figure in my life, and I instinctively feel disgust toward him. Maybe he did something and left me and Mom behind.
But it's okay not having a dad. I have my mom, Aunt Rongrong, Aunt Zhuqing, and lots of uncles who love me."
Xiao Rou finally understood. This child had lost all memory of her father. Whether that had something to do with Zhao Ling or that damned system was unclear.
Hearing this, Ah Yin muttered inwardly, As expected. The child had indeed forgotten her father—and likely her grandparents as well.
She couldn't help but feel pity for her poor, unlucky future grandson. Even his own daughter didn't remember him. Truly miserable.
But then she snapped out of it. Wait a second—even she, the child's grandmother, had decided not to let him be born. That way, he wouldn't have to suffer under his alcoholic father.
Thinking that, Ah Yin contentedly snuggled into Zhao Ling's arms. In her mind, living peacefully and happily by her husband's side was all she needed now.
Aside from his occasional insanity when teasing her, everything else was perfect.
Xiao Rou glanced at Ah Yin, who was cuddled up to Zhao Ling with a blissful smile, and couldn't help but sigh softly.
Sigh... That poor kid Tang San is really too tragic.
Not only had his biological mother become Zhao Ling's bedmate, but even his future wife, freshly transformed into a human, had willingly thrown herself into Zhao Ling's arms. Even she, the supposed mother-in-law, was starting to fall for Zhao Ling's uncanny charm.
Worst of all, even his own daughter had forgotten him. Who knew if, in the future, she too would fall for Zhao Ling?
With Zhao Ling's overwhelming "charm," it seemed almost inevitable.
Xiao Rou figured there was no escaping it—not for her, anyway. She felt increasingly reluctant to leave Zhao Ling's side.
Her dependence on him was getting stronger. And they hadn't even been together that long…
She feared she might completely give in within ten days or half a month—maybe even sooner.
"It's fine if you don't remember. It's okay. With Grandma, your mom, and Grandma Erlong here, you'll never be alone."
Xiao Rou gently patted Tang Wutong's head, her gaze full of tenderness.
Liu Erlong suddenly remembered something amusing and playfully leaned in to pat Tang Wutong's head as well.
"Little girl, how did you recognize me? I look completely different now, you know..."
Tang Wutong then explained about the two portraits in her mother's room and clarified that Liu Erlong was Xiao Wu's sworn godmother.
Liu Erlong acted as if she'd suddenly realized the truth and grinned mischievously at Xiao Wu.
"Little girl, who would've thought I'd have that kind of relationship with you…"
Xiao Wu rolled her eyes and thought to herself, Please, you already knew from the diary that we had a godmother-goddaughter relationship. Why are you pretending to be surprised now???