Chapter 623 Oscar: Tang 3! I curse you to a terrible death!

Looking at Huo Yuhao's projection inside the divine crystal ball in front of him, Tang San felt a mix of emotions.

It should be noted that Huo Yuhao currently possesses all the fortune of the soul beast race.

Although he transferred most of his fortune to his son ten thousand years ago, a considerable amount of it still remained within him.

Dai Mubai was still somewhat useful to him.
Thinking of this, a very good idea suddenly popped into Tang San's mind.

If his plan works, then he will have another bargaining chip that can help the Douluo God Realm hold out for one more day.

Meanwhile, inside the Crystal Palace.

Ning Rongrong was lying face down on the white bed stained with a blush of red. She gripped the soft mattress tightly, her delicate and pretty face filled with endurance and pain.

Meanwhile, Bai Jian, the fox princess with animal ears and a white fox tail, was lying blushing and amusing herself after taking a special elixir.

"Guess who Tang San will send here to be punished tomorrow? Oscar, the one you mentioned, or Dai Mubai?"

Fu Ye's voice was full of ease, while Ning Rongrong's eyes were filled with resentment and murderous intent after hearing the names Oscar and Dai Mubai.

"If nothing unexpected happens, it should be Oscar. After all, without me, the Nine-Colored Goddess, he absolutely cannot complete the Spirit Fusion Skill on his own. Judging from Tang San's personality, Oscar is the best choice to abandon."

Having known Tang San for so many years, Ning Rongrong believed she understood him very well.

Fu Ye leaned down and rested his chin on her snow-white shoulder, his voice carrying a hint of teasing.

"I didn't expect you to know Tang San so well. Your guess is the same as mine."

"Furthermore, I can guess that the bargaining chip Tang San will offer the day after tomorrow will not be Dai Mubai, nor Huo Yuhao."

Upon hearing Fu Ye's words, Ning Rongrong's eyes revealed a look of disbelief.

"If it's not those two, then who could it be? Could it be that he would send Xiao Wu and Tang Wutong out?"

Ning Rongrong's voice trembled, but Fu Ye simply shook his head.

"Dai Mubai is still somewhat useful to Tang San, after all, he needs to maintain his image."

“No matter what, Dai Mubai is Tang San’s nominal older brother. If he can even give away his own older brother as a bargaining chip, how many people in the God Realm would curse him as a monster in their hearts?”

"Tang San probably won't make a move against Huo Yuhao either, since Tang Wutong is still around, it's difficult for Tang San to take action."

Fu Ye paused for a moment after saying this.

"However, if Tang San were to use Wang Donglai, the other half of his daughter's soul, as a wager, then Tang Wutong would not only lose all her memories of Huo Yuhao, but he could also rightfully use Huo Yuhao as a bargaining chip."

Hearing Fu Ye's words, Ning Rongrong's face was full of shock.

She knew that Tang Wutong was using the alias Wang Dong, but she didn't know that Wang Dong was half of Tang Wutong's soul.

"You seem surprised, don't you?"

At that moment, Ning Rongrong felt a sharp pain that came from the outside in.

This made her body tremble slightly.

"Don't worry, after this you will enjoy true family happiness."

Fu Ye's voice, as if from the netherworld, appeared in Ning Rongrong's ear.

"Then what about Wang Dong? Why do you say she's half of Tang Wutong's soul? Isn't Wang Dong Tang Wutong herself?"

Tears welled up in Ning Rongrong's eyes, a result of her pain. "It's simple. Tang San didn't want his daughter to suffer, so he tore apart a part of her soul and made her go under the alias Wang Dong to seduce Huo Yuhao, the chosen one of destiny."

"Tang Wutong's original soul was placed in the Valley of Love and Destiny. Ultimately, through Tang San's scheme, Wang Dong died and merged into Tang Wutong's body, and Tang Wutong also gained Wang Dong's memories."

"But all of this was a scheme orchestrated by Tang San, all to turn the chosen one, nurtured by the collective power of destiny across the continent, into a dog under his command."

"Huo Yuhao may have only realized what was happening after arriving in the God Realm. However, he had already arrived in the God Realm, and his parents had been brought over by Tang San."

"Under these circumstances, Huo Yuhao dared not disobey Tang San, which led to Tang San extracting the power of destiny related to soul beasts and even the human race from his body and stuffing it into his son Tang Wulin."

Fu Ye said a lot in one breath, and Ning Rongrong was still digesting it.

Soon after, Ning Rongrong completely fainted, while Fu Ye turned his gaze to the little fox Bai Jian, who was constantly rewarding himself.

"Master, is it Bai Jian's turn? Bai Jian feels so itchy all over."

Nothing was said that night; we just got to work.

However, halfway through, Zhu Zhuqing, Xiang Luan, and Zhi Shui were itching to try it, so the generous Fu Ye helped them relieve their inner turmoil.

The next day.

On the high platform.

Five flushed girls were lying next to Fu, and it was clear that they had not yet recovered.

The god-kings below, their heads gleaming with green, could only rage helplessly upon witnessing this scene.

"Gentlemen, bring up all the chips you've chosen. I have quite a few slaves here now, plus the ones you brought today. If you don't hurry, I'll have a headache."

Fu Ye yawned, his eyes filled with mockery and sarcasm towards the God King below.

Especially Lei Xiang and Ye Yinzhu, but at most they could only swallow their anger and bear it.

Soon Fu Ye saw Tang San, Lei Xiang, Hai Long, and Ye Yinzhu each present their chips for this event.

What Fu Ye didn't expect was that Ye Yinzhu actually sent out Anya, the pregnant Elf Queen.

Little did they know that at this moment, the Qin Emperor Ye Yinzhu's heart was bleeding.

The Elf Queen Anya's expression was terrifyingly fierce, and her eyes were extremely cold.

Upon seeing this, Fu Ye's lips curled into a faint smile.

Meanwhile, the Mad God Lei Xiang sent out the Fallen Angel Mo Yue, and Fu Ye could see a hint of disdain for him in her eyes.

On the other hand, the Immortal Emperor Hailong used his last wife, a goddess with fiery red hair and a descendant of Hou Yi, as the stake for the bet.

Meanwhile, Tang San, the God of Wisdom, continued his extremely rough actions, throwing Oscar into the cage like a basketball.

"Tang San, I curse you! May you die a horrible death! May you die a horrible death!!!"

Oscar knew very well that if he fell into Ning Rongrong's hands, he would be completely finished.

The other six master craftsmen now shared a common contempt for Tang San.

In their minds, Tang San was even more shameless than this Dragon Lord. (End of Chapter)