When Tang San groggily awoke, he found himself held in the arms of a very tall man.
He carefully observed the man's appearance and was stunned—wasn't this his father? Only much younger.
What was happening? How was he being held by his father? And, hey...
Tang San struggled to lift his hand, only to see a chubby, baby-like hand.
Tang San was stunned again. What in the world was going on? It seemed he had reincarnated as a baby???
"#%..." Tang San wanted to unleash a stream of curses.
The mysterious voice hadn't told him he'd turn into a tiny baby upon returning ten thousand years ago. Wasn't this a huge trick?
But he found he could only make babbling sounds, clearly unable to speak yet.
Upon seeing his son awaken in his arms, Tang Hao's sorrow deepened.
He felt his son was too pitiful, having just been born and already lost his mother. Without breast milk, he could only buy goat's milk and cow's milk from nearby villagers.
Fortunately, when his wife passed away, she gave him a black card.
Before she could say another word, she closed her eyes forever.
This left Tang Hao with no idea how much money was on that black card.
So Tang Hao took Tang San in his arms to a nearby money exchange, wanting to see how many gold spirit coins the black card could withdraw.
The result was astonishing. Tang Hao was stunned to find it held five thousand gold spirit coins—a full five thousand!
If it were in Tang Hao's past life, five thousand gold spirit coins would be nothing.
But now, these five thousand gold spirit coins were the capital for him and his son to survive.
He immediately covered his face and wept, continuously muttering,
"Xiu'er, thank you. Even after you've passed, you still left this money for me and our child... Xiu'er..."
Xiu'er??? Who was Xiu'er?
Tang San was a little confused. His mother was clearly Ah Yin, so why did his father keep calling out Xiu'er?
But over the next period, Tang San realized his biological mother seemed to have been replaced, which he found hard to believe.
Could anyone tell him what was happening? He had reincarnated, but how had his own mother changed?
She had become someone he didn't even recognize??? Xiu'er? What nonsense Xiu'er!
Moreover, Tang San also discovered that his father took him to a small mountain village.
And that small mountain village and its people were extremely familiar to Tang San.
Wasn't this Holy Spirit Village, where he and his father had lived in his previous life?
This made Tang San feel somewhat relieved. It seemed only his mother had changed, and everything else should remain the same.
Tang San believed that as long as he followed his previous life's growth trajectory, he would definitely become the Sea God again, and even the God of Slaughter. Then he could avenge his mother.
Wait... no... Tang San suddenly remembered that according to his father, his mother in this life didn't die at the hands of the Pope's Hall.
Instead, she died from difficult childbirth, which meant, wasn't she killed by himself?
Uh, revenge... perhaps not.
He had just managed to reincarnate; he couldn't possibly slit his own throat, could he?
He should be looking for his wife and daughter, and then defeat that unusual existence.
Then he could ascend to the Douluo God Realm with his wife and daughter, and live happily together.
On the day Tang San reincarnated, the system gave Zhao Ling a notification.
Zhao Ling's eyes immediately narrowed. What was going on?
It was one thing for Xiao Wu from ten thousand years ago to reincarnate, but how did that guy Tang San also reincarnate?
Was the system causing trouble? But no matter how Zhao Ling asked the system, it vehemently denied it, always insisting it was the will of this world's Heaven that was at play.
Seeing the system's stubborn denial, Zhao Ling couldn't help but ponder.
If this system really wanted to stir things up, it should at least bring back the God-level Tang San.
What was the point of turning Tang San into a newborn infant? Was that fun?
With his current strength, even if Tang San, the Sea God and God of Slaughter, stood before him, he would certainly not be his opponent.
If so, why turn others into little brats? How boring.
It seemed it really was the will of this world's Heaven playing tricks. Whatever, if this world's Heaven liked to do such flashy things, let it.
Anyway, the little brat Tang San posed no threat to him.
If that guy Tang San knew he had a big Boss-level opponent like him in the future, he'd probably wet his pants, right? Heh heh.
Just as Zhao Ling predicted, when Tang San learned there was a powerful existence called Demon Suppressing Doulou in this world, he was stunned.
Even in a remote small village like Holy Spirit Village, there were legends of this Demon Suppressing Doulou. Who was this terrifying existence called Demon Suppressing Doulou???
In his previous life, he had never heard of such a person.
Could the unusual existence mentioned by that mysterious voice be this Demon Suppressing Doulou he had never heard of?
Driven by intense curiosity, Tang San grew to two years old and finally learned to speak.
So, his first words, in a milky voice, were to Tang Hao, who was "gulping" down wine:
"Father, I heard there's a powerful existence in this world called Demon Suppressing Doulou. Who, who is he? Is he even stronger than you?"
Since Tang Hao in this timeline had not received Ah Yin's sacrifice, he was forty-six years old and his spirit power had not yet reached ninety ranks, only eighty-seven.
However, he wasn't ambushed and severely injured by five Titled Douluo from the Pope's Hall as in the original story.
Therefore, the battle strength Tang Hao could unleash now actually surpassed some Titled Douluo powerhouses.
Tang Hao, hearing Tang San's question, showed a bitter smile on his face and spoke to him earnestly.
"Little San, this Demon Suppressing Doulou is not someone your father can compare to.
It's no exaggeration to say that Demon Suppressing Doulou is currently the strongest person below a deity."
"Hiss..."
Tang San couldn't help but gasp. What did "the strongest person below a deity" mean? This was definitely Limit Doulou strength, right?
Tang San understood the vast difference between a Limit Doulou and a Titled Douluo better than anyone.
If he had returned ten thousand years ago as the Sea God and God of Slaughter, Tang San felt he would have no problem eradicating this Demon Suppressing Doulou.
But now that he had reincarnated, he was just a tiny baby. If he went looking for trouble, others could probably slap him dozens of meters away with one blow.
Tang San's mood instantly became somber. Difficult, too difficult.
He could only proceed step by step, strengthening his abilities, to have any chance of defeating this terrifying existence.
Wait, Tang San suddenly thought of a question. His mother was originally Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin, but now she had inexplicably become some A-Xiu.
Was this matter related to this Demon Suppressing Doulou?
Possibly, very possibly. If not for him, Tang San truly couldn't imagine who else would have changed all of this...