Chapter 383 — Nunu, the God Emperor Tang San

Hearing that voice, the Holy Maiden Yao Xi withdrew tactfully.

A little girl who looked about three years old came bouncing over to Ye Fan's side.

Looking at this little Nunu, Ye Fan could not help but recall the first time the two of them had met.

Back then she had been a beggar girl in Yandu, her ragged little clothes, her little shoes with holes worn through at the toes.

Begging alone amid the sea of people, timid, head lowered, always looking as though she had done something wrong, her big eyes brimming with tears.

Thinking of this, Ye Fan felt a pang in his heart.

He scooped little Nunu up in his arms and planted a kiss on her clean little cheek.

The little girl's fate had been full of hardship—her days as a beggar aside, after Ye Fan took her in, some mysterious circumstances had begun to appear around her.

She could never grow up, and every so often she would lose all memory of what had come before.

Under such circumstances, rumors and gossip began to spread.

Some said little Nunu was a divine infant, transformed from the Dao Fruit of the Great Emperor of Ruthlessness.

Three men make a tiger, many mouths melt metal, accumulated slander dissolves bone.

This vicious rumor plunged little Nunu into a dangerous situation.

When the Holy Son of the Fluctlight Holy Land had come to the Kingdom of Yan before, had it truly been only to test Ye Fan's strength?

He had wanted to use little Nunu as a rare natural treasure, to stew her into a pot of tonic and eat her, so as to raise his own cultivation realm.

Though the rumor held only one thousandth of truth, the Fluctlight Holy Son would rather believe it existed than believe it did not; even if it meant killing a hundred thousand by mistake, he was unwilling to let slip a single chance to achieve his own Dao.

Fortunately for all concerned, the Fluctlight Holy Son knew when to bow to circumstance, a man of clear sight.

After Ye Fan beat him into a dog, he sensibly abandoned his designs on little Nunu and simply retreated to the Holy Land to cultivate in seclusion.

"So you are Ye Hei?"

A girl with pure white eyes appeared before Ye Fan. "My name is Hyuga Hinata. I hear you are on good terms with Senior Rui Mengmeng and the others, so... then we are friends."

"Ye Hei..."

Ye Fan's face darkened somewhat.

He knew the nickname his teammates had given him.

He had not expected that people from other planes would know it too...

And moreover, this white-eyed girl across from him, scribbling in a little notebook and glancing up at him from time to time, gave him a feeling of extreme danger.

He had never felt such a thing from any of the other seven reincarnators.

"All right... Hinata, don't frighten him."

Beside the white-eyed girl, a pink-haired girl smiled with radiant sunshine, giving off a holy impression. "Ambassador Ye, we have only just arrived, so we will be troubling you for a time."

"No problem. Friends of Rui Mengmeng and the others are friends of mine."

Ye Fan responded earnestly.

Though he had an invincible domain granted by Wang Xu's protection, many things simply could not be accomplished by one person alone.

Rui Mengmeng, Tenten, Deidara...

Daenerys Targaryen, Gaara, Roronoa Zoro, Loki Odinson...

These seven reincarnators in the squad had given him a great deal of help.

Favors should be repaid in kind; it was only right.

Seeing Hinata and Sakura appear, the netizens of every nation on Earth in Ye Fan's livestream reached another climax.

"Holy shit! Little Hinata! Quick, tell me, are you really married?"

"From my years of experience, this white-eyed girl is still a virgin."

"Hey hey... has Hinata switched classes to manga artist? Can the cameraman pan the lens over a bit? I really want to see what she's drawing!"

"I keep feeling the way she looks at Ye Fan is a little dangerous... is she... shipping them in her head?"

"Fujoshi see fujoshi everywhere. Don't look at my little Hinata through colored glasses!"

"You bunch of layabouts, China has already published the *Compendium of Cultivation in the Dharma-Ending Age*, and not one or two of you know to cherish your time—when you die of old age, don't go blaming anyone else!"

"Says the guy who's spamming comments himself..."

"Bah! Can observing Ye Zhetian be called spamming comments? I'm comprehending the Dao!"

"Speaking of which, I really want to go to the Big Dipper Star Region too..."

"They say that over there, cultivation speed is more than twenty times that of Earth, and in some Holy Lands it can even be raised to about a hundred times!"

"Cultivating for one year there is worth a lifetime of ours."

"Fuck, if I could transmigrate to the Big Dipper Star Region, I'd absolutely kick Great Sages, punch Great Emperors, and go toe to toe with Ye Hei!"

"What trash are Pang Bo and Zhou Yi? Wasting such good resources, and only at the Dao Palace realm now? Laughable!"

"The one upstairs is a lemon spirit, isn't he? So sour..."

"I'm already satisfied just having a chance at the extraordinary! Also, Nunu is my wife, and I will accept no rebuttal!"

"Get lost! Nunu is mine!"

"Gentlemen, draw your blades!"

...

While the plot of the Zhetian plane was galloping madly off in an abnormal direction, the trajectory of Douluo Continent's fate had already been thoroughly twisted by the unscrupulous reincarnators.

At the back mountain of Shrek Academy.

Genos looked at the little bean-sized kid lying unconscious before him, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly. "It really is Tang San, all right. Teacher Saitama, didn't you hit him a bit too hard?"

Hearing this, the bald cape-wearer beside the half-mechanical cyborg wore a blank expression. "No... this is the 'Physical Stun Spell' that Senior Jiraiya taught me."

As Saitama spoke, he made a motion at the air as though flicking something with his finger.

Genos's facial muscles twisted instantly, and at the same time his expectations of Tang San rose higher.

At such a young age, and he hadn't been flicked to death by a single finger from Saitama—truly boundless potential...

At the same time, Genos recalled the prophecy Haruno Sakura had left behind.

Tang San, a growth-type villain.

In the original trajectory of fate, this man successfully prevented the unification of the continent, ushered in an era in which the Tang family monopolized Douluo Continent and the Divine Realm, and carried on the Tang family tradition of marriage alliances with non-human girls...

"Senior Jiraiya's Plane Strategy Lecture Hall really must be read in reverse after all. How does this Tang San look anything like a protagonist?"

Genos gave a slight nod, shifting his gaze to Tang San.

This unconscious little bean-sized kid's features had not yet fully developed, but one could already see the shadow of the adult he would become.

He ought to grow into a handsome man.

Killing Tang San, this future great villain, would be easy.

But to maximize the benefits, one had to take another path.

Genos began to think about the [Fate Prompt Words] he had obtained from Senior Jiraiya—splendid and interesting.

According to Haruno Sakura's prophecy, Tang San was only around level 40 when he took part in the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament, had just reached level 50 at fourteen, and was only level 66 by the age of twenty...

In terms of talent, among the infinite planes, that was hardly first-rate.

Yet this man was clever of mind and resolute of character, worth cultivating—entirely capable of ideological remolding, of becoming a talent with ideals, aspirations, and virtues, useful to society...

"Mmm..."

Little bean-sized Tang San slowly came to.

A book was thrust into his face.

"Memorize this book, or there will be no food today." As Genos spoke, he felt he sounded more like the villain than the other party did.

"Just who are you people?"

Tang San asked instinctively, but received no answer.

The other's strength was unfathomably deep.