Douluo Continent: The True Body and Blood Soul, Starting from Blacksmithing

Chapter 109 was delivered, with Tang Hao as his protector.

Lin Yu's thoughts were interrupted by a slight noise coming from afar.

Tang San completed a full cycle of cultivation. He slowly pressed his hands down and exhaled a long breath of turbid air. As the breath left his lips, it condensed into a straight white line in the cool air, extending for nearly three feet before dissipating.

Lin Yu's toe scraped across the ground, crushing a dead leaf. The crisp cracking sound carried far through the quiet woods.

Tang San, whose attention had been drawn, turned around. The moment he saw the face of the person who had come from behind, his light purple eyes lost their wariness and were replaced by a heartfelt gratitude.

He quickly stood up, patted the grass clippings and dirt off his knees, and greeted Lin Yu respectfully, his voice carrying the formality of a junior meeting an elder.

"Senior."

Lin Yu walked up to Tang San and patted him on the shoulder.

As Lin Yu's palm fell, neither too hard nor too light, at the same moment the palm struck down, a fleeting silver light flashed at Lin Yu's fingertips. A very thin stream of soul power silently seeped into Tang San's Jianjing acupoint through his palm, and traveled down the meridian in a circle.

Tang San noticed Lin Yu's examination, but he did not resist, nor did he even frown. He simply stood quietly and let Lin Yu examine him.

After Lin Yu withdrew his palm and soul power, Tang San raised his head, his eyes filled with the kind of expectation that only a student would have to show his teacher that he had made progress.

"Senior, thank you for guiding me on the correct method of cultivating twin martial souls."

As he spoke, he released his Blue Silver Grass martial spirit. Blue grass leaves sprouted from his palm and made various movements under the guidance of his fingertips.

Five or six strands of blue silver grass shot forward simultaneously, leaving straight blue trails in the air. Then, they all turned a 90-degree angle in mid-air, intertwining and instantly forming a dense net.

After the net was formed, he controlled the blue silver grass within it to disperse again. As each blade was pulled out, it made a fine rubbing sound, and each blade of grass shone with a faint blue light. The whole set of movements was smooth and fluid, without the slightest hesitation.

Lin Yu nodded, shifting her gaze from the dancing blue silver grass to Tang San's pale purple eyes.

Compared to when he first met Tang San, the purple saturation of these eyes was even higher, and some extremely fine light patterns could even be faintly seen slowly rotating deep within the pupils.

Lin Yu stared at it for a while and then said, "Your martial soul is the Blue Silver Emperor, which has not yet been awakened, and your other martial soul is the Clear Sky Hammer. This configuration looks like a combination of mental strength and physical constitution."

"The Blue Silver Emperor trains the spirit, while the Haotian Hammer trains the body. This should be a balanced approach. But I notice your eyes are different from others. Could it be that your cultivation has gone wrong, causing this abnormality in your eyes?"

Tang San's expression visibly stiffened, and his fingers unconsciously twisted a strand of Blue Silver Grass that was still floating in the air.

He hesitated for a while, his lips moved and then he pursed them, finally only managing to say this: "It might be related to my previous cultivation methods."

His gaze unconsciously shifted to the side, avoiding eye contact with Lin Yu. "The abnormality in my eyes is because I've developed a pupil technique."

Lin Yu didn't inquire about the origin of the pupil technique, nor did he ask about the specifics of the "previous cultivation method." He simply took out a piece of head soul bone from his storage soul tool and casually handed it over.

The pale green light on the soul bone left a faint trail in the air, and the dark green luster deep within the bone's texture was cold and sticky. The Blue Silver Grass around it was affected by the poisonous aura emanating from the soul bone, and the edges of its leaves curled up slightly.

"This soul bone was given to you by your father last night." Lin Yu's tone was calm, but Tang San's outstretched hand stopped in mid-air.

Lin Yu didn't wait for him and continued, "It comes from a Medusa of ten thousand years old; its attributes might be similar to your Blue Silver Grass..."

The Clear Sky Hammer isn't a perfect match, but it can grant the absorber a powerful eye technique.

"Your father has been secretly watching you. He discovered early on that you seem to possess an immature eye technique, which is why he specially found this soul bone for you. Whether you absorb it or not is up to you."

Tang San's brows furrowed slightly when he heard "attribute mismatch," but relaxed when he heard the words "pupil technique."

But the moment Lin Yu uttered the word "father," his gaze abruptly shifted from the soul bone to Lin Yu.

Moisture welled up in those pale purple eyes at a visible speed.

Lin Yu didn't give him time for sentimentality and directly stuffed the soul bone into Tang San's hand.

With the soul bone in hand, Tang San slowly lowered his head. His gaze fell on the soul bone in his hand, and the blue light of the Blue Silver Grass and the green light of the soul bone intertwined in his pupils, creating a complex interplay of light and shadow.

A drop of water fell onto the surface of the soul bone, breaking into smaller droplets in the grooves of the bone. He didn't reach out to wipe his eyes, but simply gripped the soul bone tighter, his knuckles turning white.

Lin Yu looked away, not wanting to see him cry. He found a relatively smooth stone nearby, brushed away the fallen leaves and dust, and sat down, lifting the hem of his robe.

Tang San didn't linger on the pretense for long. He turned his back, wiped his face haphazardly with his sleeve, took a deep breath, sat cross-legged, placed the soul bone in his palm, closed his eyes, and began to absorb it.

He gradually drew out the green energy from the soul bone, which seeped into his meridians from his palm and spread upwards along his arm.

The absorption process did not seem to go smoothly, after all, it was Dugu Bo's soul bone, and the soul bone was infected with some toxins.

The toxicity and the properties of his Blue Silver Grass did indeed conflict. When the two energies collided within his body, his brow furrowed, and a fine layer of sweat quickly appeared on his forehead.

Lin Yu briefly explained the techniques for absorbing soul bones, speaking slowly and deliberately, and then stopped talking after saying what he needed to say.

Because at the edge of his perception, a heavy and oppressive aura had silently descended behind Tang San.

Tang Hao arrived. Dressed in a black robe with his face hidden by a hood, he stood three steps behind Tang San, motionless. He didn't utter a sound, and Lin Yu didn't respond either.

He didn't release his mental energy to check on Tang San's absorption progress; he simply stayed there quietly.

Just as Tang San was about to finish absorbing the soul bone, a piece of paper, wrapped in a gentle soul force, was thrown over from the other side.

The paper traced a thin arc in the air and landed precisely on Lin Yu's outstretched palm.

The note contained only a few words, the handwriting even more illegible than when the letter was written the night before, each word ending with a smudged ink mark from excessive force. "Thank you, I can kill that man for you."