After the initial surprise, Tang Hao curiously asked, "Xiao Yu, what type is your Martial Soul?"
Ye Yu answered straightforwardly, "Support Type."
Tang Hao and Tang San were very astonished upon hearing this. A Support Type Martial Soul, yet the physical strength was incredibly formidable.
Without asking more, perhaps like Tang San, it might also be Twin Martial Souls.
Then, the hammering sound continued, and in half a day, a hundred pieces of Heavy Iron were forged.
Tang Hao forged fifty pieces, Ye Yu forty pieces, and Tang San ten pieces.
Weaving the Black Iron into something like a layer of Battle Armor, they wore it on their arms and legs. Instantly, Ye Yu felt his limbs sink heavily.
He moved his hands and feet, slightly hindered and uncomfortable, but it also served a training purpose.
"Thank you, Uncle, Xiao San, I'm leaving now."
Ye Yu raised his hand to wave slowly and left with heavy steps, leaving a footprint with each step.
Even Tang Hao had high hopes for Ye Yu, believing that he might break his own record in the future and become the youngest Titled Douluo.
Tang Hao praised, "As a Support Soul Master, he's not thinking of relying on War Soul Masters, but instead works harder to train himself. This kid's future is boundless."
Tang San nodded in agreement, determinedly saying, "Dad, I will also work harder!"
After Ye Yu left, he went to an open space and started punching and kicking. Due to the Heavy Iron, his punches were not fast, not even producing the whooshing sound of strong winds.
Ye Yu set a goal for himself: "Before heading to the Soul Master School in three months, my punch and kick speed should be able to create the sound of whooshing wind!"
That night, Ye Yu went home, and by then, Old Jack had already returned.
Watching Ye Yu take each step with a thud, shaking the ground slightly, Old Jack scrutinized Ye Yu and found his limbs had become much more robust.
He lifted his clothes to look, and Old Jack was astonished to see four layers of Heavy Iron wrapped around his arms and legs.
Old Jack advised, "Xiao Yu, I am no longer opposing your cultivation and have secured a spot for you. This year, our Holy Soul Village has two spots for concurrent students. In three months, I will take you and Xiao San to Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy."
Ye Yu was delighted in his heart that Old Jack finally came around.
"However, you can't push yourself so hard in the future, be careful not to wear out your body. Although I'm not your biological grandfather, seeing you like this, I feel deeply concerned."
After six years of living together, Old Jack had already treated Ye Yu as his own grandson.
Ye Yu naturally considered Old Jack as family too, patting his chest, he said, "Grandpa, rest assured. You know how strong my body is. This level of training won't wear me out. Moreover, now that you've come around and won't dissuade me from becoming a Soul Master, I must work even harder to improve myself. Otherwise, when going out into the world in the future, lacking strength would be dangerous, wouldn't it?"
Old Jack was speechless, he could only nod, knowing that there's give and take.
Compared to the current hardships, it's better than losing one's life facing future dangers.
"You little rascal, I never can win any argument with you, do as you please." Old Jack smiled wryly.
Ye Yu, curious, asked, "Grandpa, why did you suddenly come around?"
"Well, it couldn't be helped, I can't stop you now." Old Jack sighed gently, and then, showing hesitation, made up his mind.
"Xiao Yu, haven't you always wanted to know about your own identity?"
Hearing these words, Ye Yu's heart trembled, Old Jack was finally going to tell him.
"Yes, I want to know!" Ye Yu nodded heavily.
Old Jack sighed lightly, "Then I'll tell you today, though what I know isn't much."
Old Jack recalled that day six years ago.
"Actually, the first time I saw you wasn't in the fields outside the village. Six years ago, it was raining heavily, I was on my way back to the village, slipped, and rolled down a slope, and was seriously injured. My leg was cut, bleeding profusely, calling out for half a day, no one came, it was dangerous to continue."
"Just as I was despairing, a woman staggered over. The moment I saw her, I'll never forget."
At this point, Old Jack's eyes were filled with horror.
Ye Yu's heart tightened, was the woman mentioned his mother...
"Her clothes were stained with blood, but there were no wounds on her body, only her chest was hollow, with no heart."
At this, Ye Yu's face was filled with shock, his fists already clenched tightly.
"At that time, I was shocked, she was walking without a heart, I was startled. As she approached, her right hand opened, and a beautiful white and pink Begonia flower appeared, around her body, eight Soul Rings rose."
Old Jack's eyes showed amazement, "I still clearly remember the colors of the eight Soul Rings, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black. This told me she was a strong Soul Douluo! And the eighth Soul Ring had a hint of red, could be eighty thousand or even ninety thousand years old."
"I was very surprised at the time, she seemed only in her thirties, yet she was already a Soul Douluo. Her Martial Soul, after the beautiful Begonia flower appeared, she uttered the word Healing, and I was enveloped by the holy light of healing, my wounds were healed in just two breaths. It was unbelievable, was this the terrifying power of a Soul Douluo?"
"After healing me, she looked even weaker and asked for help to find a midwife for her delivery. She was pregnant, nearly ten months, the child was about to be born. I found a midwife, but the midwife later informed her that the fetus inside was dead, it was a stillborn."
"When the midwife said the child was dead, she urgently asked what date it was, after we told her, she was filled with joy. At that moment, both the midwife and I were puzzled, but soon we understood."
"She used the last of her Soul Power, the eighth Soul Ring emitted a dark red glow, she used her Eighth Soul Skill. At that moment, both the midwife and I were stunned. She said with relief that she was glad her death hadn't exceeded a day, the terrifying healing power of the Eighth Soul Skill could revive anyone who had been dead for less than a day, below Titled Douluo."
"After she performed it, a miracle happened, the child lived. The midwife, seeing her pale face, very weak, quickly delivered the baby. She was on the verge of death, but to bring the child into the world, she gritted her teeth and held on. Initially, she could have used this skill on herself, having lost her heart and nearing death, perhaps she used other healing abilities on herself."
"At that moment, if she had chosen to use it on herself, the skill would activate after she died, healing her and bringing her back, but she didn't hesitate to use it on the child. Maybe, without a heart, she still held on, not only temporarily healing herself but also driven by her will to give birth."
"After the child was born, she smiled happily, and also cried, knowing she would die, the child would grow up alone. I promised her that I'd take care of the child like my grandson, it was also a way to repay her for saving me."
"She instructed me at that time, not to let the child attend the Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony when he turned six, not to let him become a Soul Master, to live an ordinary life. I agreed. When I asked her what to name the child, she seemed to recall good times, having already chosen a name with the child's father while pregnant."
"She told me the child's name, Ye Yu."
After Old Jack finished, Ye Yu stood silently beside him, fists clenched.
Ye Yu turned and walked out of the house. Old Jack watched the deliberately strong back, "Xiao Yu..."
Once outside, Ye Yu's eyes were filled with mist.
Drip...
A tear slid down his cheek, falling to the ground.
Who says men don't cry easily, just that they're not at a place of sorrow.