Dou Luo: This Tang San is Different

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"To think that the Holy Son possesses the ability to resurrect others," Yan marveled, witnessing Tang San's capabilities for the first time. "Doesn't that mean the people of Spirit Hall could potentially live forever?"

"If the soul isn't complete, resurrection can't truly be considered a success," Tang San replied with a shake of his head. However, this did not mean that an incomplete soul made resurrection impossible—it simply raised the question of whether the resurrected individual would still be the same person.

After all, the soul is divided into two parts: the **soul shell** and the **eternal true spirit**.

The soul shell, a mystical substance largely composed of memories, is akin to data from Tang San's era—it can be copied. Using less advanced methods would be like transcribing a book manually, while more sophisticated means would equate to pressing "Ctrl+C" and "Ctrl+V" for instant duplication.

Yan had some understanding of this. He also knew that within the Spirit Hall, spiritual-type soul masters were studying the souls of the Fallen to harvest "soul embers," a rare material left behind only when souls naturally perish. These embers could be used to enhance the quality of human souls.

Xu Huang and Fu Hongchen, who stood beside Tang San, felt their scalps tingle as they listened. 

Spirit Hall... how terrifying! 

To think this Holy Son has already begun delving into resurrection and even the mysteries of the soul! 

This was a realm even her elder brother—the emperor—hadn't ventured into! 

As they left the dungeon, Xu Huang suddenly spoke up. "May I meet Elder Xu Long?"

"No," Tang San rejected without hesitation. 

"Why not?" Xu Huang fumed. "You're already so powerful. Are you still worried I'll conspire with him?"

"I'm not worried," Tang San replied, his tone indifferent. "But I hate trouble. My time is precious, and I don't have the leisure to deal with unnecessary things. Besides, I'm your guardian now, so you'll listen to me." A mischievous smile spread across his face as he added, "Xu Huang—your brother—was struck through the heart by me before leaving this plane. Unless he had some extraordinary method of saving himself, he's likely dead. So, if you want revenge, feel free to attack me anytime. But you'll only have one chance."

"Because in such a case, you'll be labeled as attackers of the Holy Son of Spirit Hall and executed on the spot."

Xu Huang clenched her fists tightly but ultimately released them, glaring with wide eyes. "You're trying to provoke us, aren't you? So you'll have an excuse to kill us legitimately? Does the Holy Son of Spirit Hall really need to act so aboveboard?"

Fu Hongchen's eyes lit up with sudden realization. "Impressive reasoning, Your Highness! Tang San, we've seen through your scheme! No matter how strong you are, you're no match for His Majesty. There's no way he could have been killed by you!"

"Smart," Tang San chuckled, clapping his hands as if admitting that he hadn't killed Xu Huang's brother. Then, with a sly grin, he added, "But the fact remains that he fled to another plane after being beaten by me. Otherwise, why would you two have been captured? And why would we now have the time to hold the Continental Elite Tournament?"

Both of their expressions darkened. They had no retort. 

Upon returning to the Soul Weapon Estate, Tang San summoned Lan Yinzi. "You recognize these two troublemakers, don't you? They made quite the name for themselves during the tournament. From now on, I'm their guardian. You..."

"Guardian?" Lan Yinzi interrupted, startled. "You're going to be their father now?"

Xu Huang and Fu Hongchen's faces grew even gloomier.

"Supervisor and caretaker," Tang San corrected, pushing the pair in front of Lan Yinzi. "But I don't have the time. You'll help teach them. Start by having them learn how to do housework."

"I refuse," Xu Huang declared. "I'm a princess of the Sun and Moon Empire. How could I possibly do a servant's work?"

"That's exactly why you need to learn," Tang San retorted bluntly before turning to Fu Hongchen. "You should be more sensible than her. If you want to survive—or escape—you'll at least need to ensure you're well-fed, dressed, and familiar with the layout of Spirit City and a general map of Douluo Continent. All of this requires time and effort."

Fu Hongchen nodded repeatedly before pausing, suspicion creeping into his expression. "Are you giving us advice?"

"Prove to me you're worth my attention," Tang San replied, his thoughts elsewhere. Both of them held high positions and influence in the Sun and Moon Empire. If they could gradually adapt to this side's values and system, they might one day return and help align the two continents' ideologies, making future integration easier.

One more thing— 

"By the way," Tang San asked, "do the Sun and Moon Empire's languages and ours share the same vernacular?"

"Accents are a little different, but the language is the same," Xu Huang replied without hesitation, then asked curiously, "Why does that matter?"

"Oh, nothing. Just thinking," Tang San said casually. "Perhaps, in ancient times, the two continents were originally one." He mused internally: **The theory of continental drift applies here too, doesn't it? On any planet-like world, it would be stranger if continents didn't drift.**

However, it was fascinating that despite the Sun and Moon Continent being separated from the Douluo Continent for so long, the language had remained unchanged. It seemed the Sun and Moon Continent had inherited the extraordinary cultural stability of the Golden Civilization, which explained its far-reaching influence.

"Are you seriously making a continent-scale joke right now?" Xu Huang gave Tang San a look as though he were a fool. She couldn't believe someone like him would waste time on something so trivial.

"Sometimes, a little joke helps lighten the mood," Tang San said with a faint smile before turning to Lan Yinzi. "I'm leaving these two to you. At the very least, teach them basic life skills—shopping for groceries, cooking, doing laundry, cleaning, and so on."

Lan Yinzi smiled warmly at the pair. "Don't worry. I'll be sure to train them into obedient little angels."

"There's no need to go overboard," Tang San said, motioning for Lan Yinzi to keep it reasonable. He then addressed Xu Huang and Fu Hongchen directly. "Actually, the servants here are all noble soul masters who've committed offenses. You might find you have plenty to talk about with them. In your spare time, feel free to explore Spirit City and learn about its workings. I won't restrict you much."

Xu Huang and Fu Hongchen exchanged glances, puzzled. Why was he giving them so much freedom? Did he genuinely not fear their escape?

After two days of living as servants, they began to realize the sheer sophistication of Spirit City and its six outer cities. The level of development here was leagues ahead of the Sun and Moon Empire.

In fact, despite their servant status, their quality of life wasn't worse than before: 

- The clothes, though simple in design, were made of fabrics comparable to those worn by royalty. 

- Their living quarters were small but entirely self-contained, featuring a kitchen, stove, toilet, and bed. It truly was a case of "small yet complete." 

- The food was far from leftovers. The estate had a public cafeteria offering meals as varied and plentiful as those served in a royal palace—albeit without soul beast meat. 

- For transportation, there were bicycles and soul-powered vehicles available. If they wanted to operate the latter, they could apply for a corresponding test. 

**Was this really the treatment of servants?** 

Moreover, the servants here worked with dedication. They understood that the privileges they enjoyed came with the responsibility to contribute through labor. Those who slacked off could be dismissed.

Beyond that, the six outer cities of Spirit City were vibrant and bustling. Each had its own unique characteristics and was steadily expanding outward.

"Your Highness, should we think about escaping?" Fu Hongchen asked cautiously.

"No!" Xu Huang's expression turned resolute. She now had a different plan in mind. "This place is far more advanced than the Empire. I'm staying. I want to learn everything here!" 

(End of Chapter)