Chapter 38: Chapter 38: Tang San Unexpectedly Loses His Mother
At this moment, Su Yuntao saw Old Jack arriving with Tang San.
He led these children into the somewhat dilapidated small room and arranged the Awakening Stone and crystal ball.
"Lone Wolf, possess."
Su Yuntao's body became covered in gray wolf fur, and his face took on a half-human, half-wolf appearance, scaring the surrounding children into instinctively retreating a few steps.
"Don't be afraid, line up."
After calming the six-year-old children, Su Yuntao had the first child stand in the Awakening Array and reminded him,
"Close your eyes and feel with your heart."
"Sickle, no Soul Power."
"Blue Silver Grass, no Soul Power."
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Until finally, our protagonist Tang San made a dazzling appearance.
"Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass."
Su Yuntao helplessly waved his hand, but there was nothing he could do. For five villages, having even one child with innate Soul Power was already a high proportion.
"Let's test your innate Soul Power."
Upholding the teachings of His Highness Qian Xunfeng, the Pope, Su Yuntao maintained an inclusive attitude towards everyone, so he did not make Tang San suggest testing his Soul Power himself, unlike in the original work.
Tang San also felt that this time, Su Yuntao wasn't mocking his useless Martial Soul, and he sensed something was off.
But he still placed his hand on the crystal ball. As the crystal ball lit up with dazzling light, Su Yuntao joyfully exclaimed, "Innate Full Soul Power!"
"Child, it seems your Martial Soul is quite extraordinary."
Under the new policy of Pope Qian Xunfeng, Su Yuntao had already learned a lot of Martial Soul theoretical knowledge and was the youngest Martial Soul Instructor in Nuoding City.
This was a knowledge reserve assessment made by Qian Xunfeng based on the education system, divided into Martial Soul Instructor, Martial Soul Master, and Martial Soul Grandmaster.
To become an Instructor, one must have at least a thirty-level Soul Elder cultivation and win the Martial Soul theory championship in a small city.
Although Su Yuntao was only a level twenty-eight Great Soul Master, due to his extensive knowledge and having taught two Soul Elder disciples with only one and a half levels of innate Soul Power, he was exceptionally awarded the Martial Soul Instructor medal.
Furthermore, the first and second Soul Rings of his two disciples were one hundred years longer than ordinary Soul Rings, and their second Soul Rings were even over eight hundred years old.
However, by cultivating these two disciples and proving himself, Su Yuntao had also exhausted his family fortune.
Now these two are known as the Nuoding Twin Stars. With them, Su Yuntao's status is as stable as Mount Tai, and becoming a Soul Elder is within reach.
"How can this be? Isn't this just ordinary Blue Silver Grass?"
At this time, Tang San had been trapped in Holy Soul Village for six years, so he naturally didn't know what was happening outside. He still thought his father was being hunted by Spirit Hall.
"Impossible. According to my speculation, this is very likely a mutated Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, and its quality is not low."
A wise light flashed in Su Yuntao's eyes as he stated with certainty. The wisdom he had accumulated from years of study in his mind could not be wrong.
"Hmm, since it's a mutated Martial Soul, it definitely can't be called Blue Silver Grass. Looking at the bloody streaks on its veins, let's call it Red Silver Grass."
Examining the Red Silver Grass in Tang San's hand, Su Yuntao came up with a name he was quite satisfied with, recorded it in a small booklet, and prepared to report it.
Goddamn Red Silver Grass! If you can't name it, don't name it!
A vein throbbed on Tang San's forehead. This was the noble Blue Silver Emperor. This Su Yuntao was courting death.
However, when he came back to his senses, he was a bit surprised. No, shouldn't his Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul have golden veins? Why did they turn red?
"Could it be Asura God power?"
Tang San tried his best to attribute this choice to his being an Asura God, but his heart was not calm. Could it be that his mother had changed in this life?
No, I must hurry home and ask Dad.
In his haste, Tang San ignored Su Yuntao's incessant chatter about him joining Spirit Hall, and he snorted coldly in his heart.
Spirit Hall is nothing but a withered bone in a tomb. I will surely destroy it again and rebuild the glory of Tang Sect.
"Alas, this child."
Seeing Tang San rush off, Su Yuntao didn't bother to force him. Anyway, reporting it would bring a certain reward.
Returning to the dilapidated wooden house, Tang San first deliberately showed his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul to Tang Hao.
Sure enough, Tang Hao first showed a look of deep affection, then struck him down: "Blue Silver Grass, just a useless Martial Soul, what good is it?"
"But, Dad, I have another Martial Soul."
With that, Tang San pouted his small mouth and made the Haotian Hammer appear from his other hand.
"This is a twin Martial Soul!"
Tang Hao excitedly came before Tang San, looking at the two Martial Souls in Tang San's hands, tears of excitement flowing from the corners of his eyes.
"Xiao San, no matter what, always use the hammer in your right hand to protect the grass in your left hand."
"I understand, Dad."
Tang Hao's excited tears flowed as he hugged Tang San tightly.
Tang San smelled the sweat on Tang Hao's body. That feeling was so impactful that his whole body was agitated. He knew the smell of Dad.
Tang Hao was now overwhelmed by the surprise Tang San brought. With his son, his regaining the Haotian Sect would be just around the corner.
However, amidst his excitement, he suddenly remembered that Tang San's Haotian Hammer was a bit different from his own. His own was round at one end and pointed at the other, like a bamboo shoot.
But Tang San's Haotian Hammer was round at both ends, exactly like his elder brother Tang Xiao's Haotian Hammer.
"No, no, my hammer is also different from Father's. Father also had a Haotian Hammer that was round at both ends. It must be an atavism."
Tang Hao dared not think deeply. He only knew that Tang San was his son now.
"Oh, Dad, can you tell me about Mother?"
Remembering the strangeness of his Blue Silver Grass, Tang San eagerly wanted to know if his birth mother was still the Blue Silver Emperor.
"Your mother was a kind Evil Soul Master. Her Martial Soul was the Dark Blue Silver King, but she was framed by those rigid elders of the Haotian Sect and captured."
Tang Hao hesitated for a while, but still didn't tell the whole story. After all, letting his son know that his biological mother was kidnapped would certainly not feel good.
Whether Tang San felt good or not, he didn't know, but the wronged souls who died at the hands of Evil Soul Masters clamored for him to speak out.
"What! Evil Soul Master!"
Hearing that his mother was an Evil Soul Master, Tang San instantly broke down. So, his enemy in this life wasn't Spirit Hall, but the Haotian Sect.
Then how could he find a reason to crusade against Spirit Hall and eventually replace them to establish Tang Sect?
"Child, I know you are very angry, but I hope you cultivate well in the future and avenge your mother."
Tang Hao looked at Tang San, who seemed to have lost his mother, and comforted him. This was his hope for revenge, and nothing could go wrong.
"Xiao San, you should cultivate the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul first. Do not reveal the Haotian Hammer Martial Soul unless absolutely necessary, understand?"
Tang San, who had come back to his senses, heard Tang Hao's words and nodded numbly, having no choice but to accept this outcome.
Fortunately, he knew the cultivation method of the Dark Blue Silver King. As long as he continuously absorbed Life force, his Dark Blue Silver King would eventually evolve into the Dark Blue Silver Emperor.
Moreover, he also knew the inheritance methods of the Asura God and the Sea God. Now, he just needed to develop steadily, and when he reached Heaven Dou Imperial City, he would plot for the Vast Sea Universe Cover.
He would go to Sea God Island, participate in the Sea God Nine Trials, and become a god again.