Following this, Tang San spent some effort gathering information about the continent, such as whether the current Pope was Bibi Dong, what happened to the former Pope, and details about the three major clans.
However, in Holy Spirit Village, a deeply secluded hamlet, obtaining such information was not easy.
Thus, he only learned that the current Pope was indeed Bibi Dong.
But she had advanced to Titled Douluo a full three years earlier than he remembered from his previous life.
The former Pope had retired, and it was said that Bibi Dong and this former Pope did not have any conflicts.
Nor did he suffer severe injuries from a battle with his father.
This again left Tang San puzzled. Why had even Bibi Dong and Qian Xunji changed from how they were in his previous life?
Such a result made Tang San feel increasingly uneasy.
Why was Douluo Continent from ten thousand years ago becoming less and less like he remembered it?
These changes made Tang San feel his control over everything weakening.
He could only cultivate the Mysterious Heaven Skill all day to rapidly increase his strength.
The only constants were this tranquil little village and his father, who, like in his previous life, was perpetually drunk.
However, in Tang San's view, none of this mattered. After all, his previous self had gotten by just fine.
At worst, he would start cooking and doing laundry for his father from the age of two. That wouldn't be too hard for him.
Yet, Tang San was perplexed: if his mother was this so-called A-Xiu, then where was his original mother?
If his father could meet his mother from the previous life, perhaps he could awaken from his constant state of drunkenness.
He didn't believe his father would show no reaction if he saw his mother from the previous life.
Later, when Tang San reached the age of six, just as in his memories, Grandpa Jack, the village chief, rushed to his home to tell him that in a few days he should go to the Spirit Hall in the center of the village to awaken his Spirit.
Tang San knew this was a turning point in his life, so he unhesitatingly agreed. He knew his father wouldn't stop him.
However, he planned to first make himself a set of sleeve arrows, as they could be used for self-defense, at least very useful for his current self.
So, he took his father's blacksmithing hammer and began forging pig iron.
Tang Hao, somewhat groggy from drink, heard the hammering and walked out from the inner room.
Upon seeing his son using the Clear SkyDisorderly Splitting Hammer Method for forging, he was instantly filled with disbelief.
He had never demonstrated the Clear SkyDisorderly Splitting Hammer Method at home or in front of his son, so why did his son know this hammering technique?
Immediately, Tang Hao came to Tang San's side, reached out, and firmly gripped the hammer in Tang San's hand, then said sternly.
"Little San, who taught you this hammering method?"
Feeling his father's stern expression, Tang San's heart suddenly tightened, thinking, "Oh no."
How could he have unconsciously used the Clear SkyDisorderly Splitting Hammer Method? His father ten thousand years ago hadn't taught him this method yet.
He remained silent for a long while before making up his mind and speaking seriously to Tang Hao.
"Father, you taught me this. But it wasn't you now; it was you in your previous life..."
Tang Hao was instantly bewildered by Tang San's explanation.
What did he mean, "not me now, but me in my previous life"? What nonsense was this child spouting?
Tang Hao's gaze at Tang San gradually shifted from questioning to looking at an idiot, shaking his head and sighing heavily.
"I'm sorry, Xiu'er, I didn't take good care of our child, which is why he ended up like this..."
Tang San naturally knew Tang Hao didn't believe him, so his expression became even more serious.
"Father, I not only know our Clear SkyDisorderly Splitting Hammer Method, but I also know the Great Sumeru Hammer and even Ring Detonation.
You don't have to look at me like that. Everything I know was personally taught by you and my elder uncle in our previous lives."
Tang Hao's eyes widened like copper bells upon hearing this.
His son not only knew the Disorderly Splitting Hammer Method but also the Great Sumeru Hammer and Ring Detonation, which only the most outstanding disciples of each generation of the Clear Sky Clan knew?
What was going on with his son?
Then, Tang San recounted his previous life's events to Tang Hao, and told him about the existence of Ah Yin.
He also told him that their family was originally persecuted by the Pope's Hall, and Ah Yin willingly sacrificed herself so that he and his son could escape.
She became his last spirit ring and helped him successfully advance to the Titled Douluo rank at the age of forty-four.
Tang Hao was even more dumbfounded. He had only just broken through rank 90 this year.
Currently, to protect his son, he had not yet acquired his last spirit ring.
Now, his son was telling him that he should have broken through to the Titled Douluo realm six years ago, becoming the youngest Titled Douluo.
His brows furrowed tighter and tighter. Although he didn't want to believe any of this, he vaguely felt that what his son said might indeed be true.
But why didn't the hundred-thousand-year spirit beast called Ah Yin meet and fall in love with him and his elder brother?
Instead, A-Xiu appeared before him and his brother, causing him and his brother to turn against each other, and even leading to internal discord within the Clear Sky Clan?
Of course, he was unwilling to think so poorly of A-Xiu and could only attribute all of this to a damn fate.
"You mean, in our previous life, our family was persecuted by the Pope's Hall, and then I took you to Holy Spirit Village to live in seclusion?"
Tang Hao's brows were tightly furrowed as he asked Tang San in a serious tone.
Tang San nodded heavily at this, confidently stating,
"Yes... that's how it was. Perhaps because Mom Ah Yin isn't here this life, those people from the Pope's Hall didn't relentlessly pursue our family.
However, you also weren't severely injured like in the previous life. Although your advancement speed is slower than before, perhaps your achievements this life will be even greater."
"Ah Yin, A-Xiu..." Tang Hao murmured for a moment, then sat directly on the ground and fell silent.
What exactly had happened to change his life so much, even changing his son's life?
Why hadn't he met the hundred-thousand-year spirit beast called Ah Yin? Where did she go?
Now, Tang Hao vaguely felt as if an invisible hand was manipulating his destiny.
After taking away his original life, it arranged a fate that didn't belong to him.
The hundred-thousand-year spirit beast called Ah Yin was supposed to be his wife. Why did it turn into A-Xiu?
No, he had to reclaim the life that originally belonged to him.
No matter who dared to take his life and his wife, Tang Hao would absolutely not let them off!