Chapter 38: Tang San Accidentally Lost His Parents
At this time, Su Yuntao saw Old Jack coming with Tang San.
They led the children into a small, somewhat dilapidated room, where the awakening stone and crystal ball were placed.
"Lone Wolf possessed,"
Su Yuntao's body was covered with gray wolf hair, and his face looked half-human, half-wolf. This frightened the children around him, causing them to step back a few paces.
"Don't be afraid, line up,"
After comforting the six-year-old children, Su Yuntao asked the first child to stand in the awakening formation and reminded them:
"Close your eyes and feel it with your heart."
"Sickle, no soul power,"
"Blue Silver Grass, no soul power,"
...
Until it was Tang San's turn.
"Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass,"
Su Yuntao waved his hands helplessly, but there was nothing he could do. It was already high for one of the five villages to have innate soul power.
"Let's test the innate soul power."
Following the teachings of His Highness Pope Qian Xunfeng, Su Yuntao maintained an attitude of not falling behind everyone else, so he did not let Tang San suggest testing the soul power himself, as in the original story.
Tang San also sensed that Su Yuntao did not mock his useless martial soul this time, but he felt something was off.
Still, he placed his hand on the crystal ball. As it lit up with dazzling light, Su Yuntao exclaimed with joy:
"Full innate soul power!"
"Child, it seems your martial soul is not simple,"
Under the new policy of Pope Qian Xunfeng, Su Yuntao learned a lot about martial soul theory and was also the youngest martial soul instructor in Nuoding City.
This was part of the knowledge assessment system established by Qian Xunfeng, which categorized people into martial soul instructors, martial soul masters, and higher levels.
To become an instructor, one must have at least level 30 soul power and win a martial soul theory championship in a small city.
Although Su Yuntao was only a level 28 Soul Grandmaster, his broad knowledge had allowed him to teach two disciples with only about level 1.5 innate soul power, earning him the medal of martial soul instructor by exception.
Furthermore, the first and second soul rings of these disciples were over a hundred years old—one as high as over 800 years.
In addition, having trained these disciples and proven himself, Su Yuntao had exhausted his family's wealth.
Now, these two disciples were known as the Nuoding City Twin Stars. With them, Su Yuntao's position was as stable as Mount Tai, and he had a chance to become a Soul Elder (position).
"How could it be? Isn't this just ordinary Blue Silver Grass?"
At this moment, Tang San, having been trapped in the Holy Soul Village for six years, didn't know what was happening outside. He thought his father was wanted by the Spirit Hall.
"Impossible. According to my guess, yours is most likely a mutated Blue Silver Grass martial soul, and it's not low in quality,"
Su Yuntao's eyes flashed with wisdom, and he declared with certainty, that his years of learning informed his judgment.
"Well, since it's a mutated martial soul, it certainly can't be called Blue Silver Grass. Seeing some bloodshot veins on its veins, let's call it Red Silver Grass,"
Looking at the Red Silver Grass in Tang San's hand, Su Yuntao gave it a name he was quite satisfied with, then registered it in a booklet and prepared to report it.
Damn Red Silver Grass—if you don't know how to name it, don't give it a name.
Tang San's forehead bulged with veins. This was the noble Blue Silver Emperor. Su Yuntao had already found his way to death.
But as he came to his senses, he was slightly surprised. It wasn't right. Shouldn't his Blue Silver Emperor martial soul have golden veins? Why was it red?
"Could it be the power of Asura?"
Tang San tried to attribute this to the power of the Asura God, but he still felt uneasy. 'Could his mother have changed in this life?'
'No, I need to go home and ask my dad.'
In a hurry, Tang San ignored Su Yuntao's chatter about joining the Spirit Hall and snorted inwardly.
'The Spirit Hall is nothing but a pile of bones in a tomb. I will destroy it again and restore the glory of the Tang Sect.'
"Hey, this kid,"
Su Yuntao watched Tang San's hurried demeanor and felt too lazy to press him further. Anyway, if he reported it, he would receive a certain reward.
Back at the dilapidated wooden house, Tang San deliberately showed his Blue Silver Grass martial soul to Tang Hao.
Sure enough, Tang Hao first showed deep affection, then criticized him: "Blue Silver Grass? It's just a useless martial soul. What's the use?"
"But, Dad, I have another martial soul,"
As he spoke, Tang San's mouth tilted, and the Clear Sky Hammer appeared in his other hand.
"This is a twin martial soul!"
Tang Hao hurriedly approached Tang San, looking at the two martial souls in his hands, tears of excitement flowing from the corners of his eyes.
"Xiao San, no matter what in the future, you must use the hammer in your right hand to protect the grass in your left hand,"
"I understand, Daddy,"
Tang Hao's tears of joy streamed down as he hugged Tang San tightly.
Tang San smelled the sweat on Tang Hao's body. The scent was invigorating, making his whole body restless. He knows the smell of Daddy.
Tang Hao was overwhelmed by the joy brought by Tang San. With his son, he believed he could reclaim the Clear Sky Sect in the future.
But suddenly, he remembered that Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer looked a little different from his own. His was rounded at one end and pointed at the other, like a bamboo shoot.
However, Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer was rounded at both ends, just like his brother Tang Xiao's.
"No, no, my hammer is different from my father's. My father's also has a Clear Sky Hammer with two round ends—this must be a throwback,"
Tang Hao dared not think too much. All he knew was that Tang San was now his son.
"By the way, Dad, can you tell me about my mother?"
Thinking of the strange blue silver in his hand, Tang San was eager to learn whether his biological mother was still the Blue Silver Emperor.
"Your mother is a kind evil soul master. Her martial soul is the Dark Blue Silver King. She was framed by the pedantic elders of the Clear Sky Sect and was captured,"
Tang Hao hesitated but didn't fully explain. After all, it must be painful for his son to learn that his mother was kidnapped.
He didn't know whether Tang San felt good or not, but the wronged souls who had died at the hands of evil soul masters said they would speak for him.
"What! Evil soul master?"
Tang San was shocked to learn his mother was an evil soul master. It turned out his enemy in this life was not the Spirit Hall but the Clear Sky Sect.
Then, how should he use reason to attack the Spirit Hall and ultimately replace them, establishing the Tang Sect?
"Child, I know you are very angry, but I hope you will practice hard in the future and avenge your mother,"
Tang Hao looked at Tang San and said, "This is my hope for revenge. I won't let anything go wrong."
"Xiao San, you should focus on practicing with the Blue Silver Grass martial soul first. You can't reveal the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul unless it's necessary. Do you understand?"
Tang San, who had come to his senses, nodded numbly at his father's words and could only helplessly accept this outcome.
Fortunately, he knew the cultivation method for the Dark Blue Silver King. As long as he continued absorbing vitality, his Dark Blue Silver King would eventually evolve into the Dark Blue Silver Emperor.
And he also knew the inheritance methods of the Asura God and Sea God. Right now, he is steadily developing. When he reached Heaven Dou Imperial City, he planned to get the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud. He aimed to go to Sea God Island, participate in the Sea God Nine Tests, and become a god once again.
(End of this chapter)