Douluo Continent I: Martial Soul Demon Void Luo, adaptable to all things!

However, Xiao Wu still greatly underestimated Mo Le's ability to incite trouble and his level of abstraction.

"What do you mean by defaming someone's innocence? What do you mean? You did those things to our mistress and you think you can just walk away? What will happen to our mistress when no one wants her anymore?"

These words not only stunned Xiao Wu, but also left Tang San, who was still lying on the ground, so stunned that he forgot to get up.

Before Xiao Wu could say anything, Mo Le continued:

"The mistress is a well-known young lady from a prominent family in our village. She's a young man, and you've done this to her. I never expected that you wouldn't want to take responsibility in the end."

"My mistress's life is so miserable~"

As soon as Mo Le said this, everyone around him burst into laughter.

Xiao Wu's face flushed red. She stamped her foot and pointed at Mo Le, saying, "Don't talk nonsense. I just acted impulsively."

Mo Le's lips curled up as she interrupted, continuing to tease, "Oh dear~ look at how pitiful Xiao San looks, you've bullied her so much."

Tang San, who had just stood up, gave a helpless wry smile. He waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright, everyone, stop joking around. It was just a little joke."

Xiao Wu's face was now as red as a monkey's bottom.

As the saying goes, a girl blushing says it all.

Seeing the other person blush, Mo Le quickly continued to tease them.

"Oh~ look, your face is red~"

In response, Xiao Wu quickly went over to try and cover Mo Le's mouth.

However, now that she has lost her mind, how could she possibly grab Mo Le? She couldn't even reach the hem of his clothes.

Finally, Xiao Wu couldn't take it anymore, her whole body turned red, and she pleaded with Mo Le:

"Please, I'll take responsibility, okay? Please, please stop talking."

Upon hearing this, Mo Le's lips curled into a smile.

"Hey, did you hear that? You said yourself that you would take responsibility for the mistress."

Only then did Xiao Wu realize what she had said, and she fainted on the spot.

Fortunately, Tang San had already stood up at this moment, pulled Xiao Wu up who was about to fall to the ground, and then looked at Mo Le with a red face.

"Why are you looking at me like that? She fainted, and you didn't even carry her to rest. You're the one who made her faint, you can't just ignore it."

Tang San's lips twitched.

Damn it, don't you have any idea who made her faint?

Tang San forcibly suppressed his urge to complain and asked Mo Le:

"Aren't we supposed to register for Soul Master status together?"

Mo Le shook his head.

"I'll go by myself first. I can also browse through the college library while I'm at it. You probably wouldn't bother looking around if you came with me."

Tang San could only shake his head in the end, reluctantly agreeing to Mo Le's approach. He then picked up Xiao Wu in a princess carry and headed towards Dormitory Seven.

And so, the two of them were separated for the time being.

Mo Le's lips curled up in a smile.

Plans are in place!

This was intentional on his part; he wasn't sure if the academy's library contained any books recording the events of the Haotian Sect back then.

But as long as Tang San isn't around, if he says he saw it, then he saw it, and Tang San definitely won't doubt him.

If Tang San is distracted, then Tang Hao will also be distracted.

night.

Mo Le returned to Dormitory Seven, and Tang San also returned to Dormitory Seven at this time.

Mo Le looked at Tang San, who arrived late. Although she had already guessed what he had been doing, she still asked him, just to be on the safe side.

"Did you go to collect your Soul Master subsidy?"

Tang San nodded and took the gold soul coin out of his pocket.

"I've gone, but tomorrow I'm also planning to go to the nearby blacksmith shop to see if I can find a job as a blacksmith."

Mo Le nodded, then patted Tang San on the shoulder, signaling him to follow him out.

So the two of them ran to the grassy area of ​​the playground late at night.

After observing for a while and confirming that no one was around, Mo Le looked at Tang San seriously.

"Little San, when I was browsing through the books in the academy library today, I learned about the origin of your Blue Silver Grass and the reason for your father's depression."

Tang San was excited upon hearing this. "Hey, if that's how you put it, then I'm interested."

He immediately wanted to discuss the reasons with Mo Le.

His father was an alcoholic, a clear example of someone who had suffered a severe blow to his mental health and had given up on himself. If we could figure out the reasons for his depression, we might be able to help his father become normal again.

"What on earth happened?"

Next, Mo Le told Tang San most of the information he knew from the original story that he could share.

"According to the book, six years ago, the Clear Sky Sect had two super geniuses. One of them became a Soul Douluo at the young age of forty. Everyone believed that with his talent, he would surely become a Title Douluo in the future, so the sect bestowed a title upon him in advance, calling him the Clear Sky Douluo..."

"Later, he married a 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor Soul Beast that had transformed into human form. After this was exposed, he was hunted down by the Spirit Hall. The Haotian Douluo fought with all his might and severely injured two titled elders of the Spirit Hall. The previous Pope of the Spirit Hall also died in this incident, presumably from injuries sustained in the attack..."

"After that, that person disappeared without a trace. Unable to find the source, the Spirit Hall launched an attack, putting pressure on the Clear Sky Sect and forcing them to close their mountain, completely cutting off contact with the outside world."

"Yes, that's all that's recorded in the book."

Tang San was also greatly shocked after hearing what Mo Le had said.

"You mean, my dad is a Title Douluo of the Clear Sky Sect, and my mom is a 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor in human form?"

"Isn't it obvious? Look at your twin martial souls, one hand is Blue Silver Grass, the other is Clear Sky Hammer, and you also have innate full soul power."

Mo Le looked at Tang San with an expression that said he was an idiot.

After hearing what he said, Tang San also felt that he might be the one.

Moreover, he began to look Tang San up and down.

Tang San felt a chill run down his spine from that look.

"Why are you staring at me? Are you envious that my parents are top-tier human soul beasts?"

Mo Le shook his head and looked at Tang San with a mischievous grin.

"No, I was just thinking..."

"What are you thinking about?"

"You know... if I kill you, will a spirit ring drop?" Mo Le reached out and hugged Tang San's neck, as if worried that the other party would run away.

He got more and more excited as he spoke, and then continued, "Hey, you know what, my idea is actually quite feasible. Little San, what do you think, will you get a ten-year spirit ring, a hundred-year one, or a thousand-year one? Hmm... no, wait, maybe you'll get a ten-thousand-year spirit ring, after all, you're the child born from the union of a Title Douluo and a hundred-thousand-year spirit beast."

Tang San: ?

Tang Hao, hidden in the shadows: ?

Mo Le's outrageous words truly left Tang San bewildered.

As if sensing the tense atmosphere, and worried that he might accidentally be crushed to death by a giant hammer falling from the sky tomorrow, Mo Le quickly waved his hand.

"Haha, just kidding, what are you afraid of? You're my dearest friend, my brother."

"Actually, I was thinking that if your mother could be brought back to life, would Uncle Tang Hao be less depressed?"

Tang San was initially speechless. "Don't joke around for no reason," he thought. But when he heard that it could revive his mother, his eyes widened immediately.

Based on the information recorded in Mo Le's book, and considering his father's current depressed state, his mother is very likely... no longer alive.

And it's very likely that he passed away six years ago; otherwise, it's hard to explain why my father would be so depressed.

"Resurrection? Is it really possible?"

Mo Le nodded, then shook his head.

"I don't know either, but the book says that many plant-type soul beasts leave behind their seeds before they die to continue their lives. With the life force of the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor, there's no reason why it couldn't do that."

"Just like a big tree being cut down, its roots only need nutrients to grow back into a towering tree... uh... no, that's not right, that's not how it works..." Mo Le was confused by his own words.

However, Tang San, who was listening from the side, was very excited and did not pay much attention to Mo Le's subsequent reasoning.

All he knew was that his mother might come back to him.

This is a seed of suspense; once planted, it grows uncontrollably.

Tang San wondered to himself, "Could it be that I will soon be able to experience both paternal and maternal love at the same time?"