Douro Continent

Chapter 11 Twin Martial Souls (Part Two)

Tang San saw Old Jack off, feeling somewhat disappointed, since the spirit ring Su Yuntao mentioned might be related to his breakthrough in the Mysterious Heaven Skill. However, he didn't show it; he believed there was still a chance.

Walking slowly back to the blacksmith shop, Tang Hao surprisingly did not go back to his room to continue sleeping, but instead sat in a chair and closed his eyes to rest.

"Dad, why don't you go back to your room and get some more sleep? I'll go prepare lunch."

Tang Hao kept his eyes closed and said calmly, "Are you also disappointed? Do you also want to become a Soul Master?"

Tang San paused for a moment, then said, "It's alright, Dad. Becoming a blacksmith is good too; it can support us just the same. Didn't you promise to teach me how to make farm tools?"

Tang Hao slowly opened his eyes. Tang San saw excitement in his eyes. Unconsciously, Tang Hao's right fist was already clenched, and an extremely cold aura emanated from his aged face. "Soul Master? What use is a Soul Master? Don't even mention a useless Martial Soul. Even if it's the most powerful Martial Soul, what use is the most powerful Soul Master? They're still just trash."

Tang Hao was very emotional, his body was trembling, and Tang San vaguely saw something glistening in his father's eyes.

Tang San ran over and grasped Tang Hao's fist. "Dad, don't be angry. I won't become a Soul Master anymore. I'll stay with you and cook for you."

Taking a deep breath, Tang Hao's excitement came and went quickly. He said calmly, "Release your martial spirit and let me see it."

"Okay." Tang San nodded, raised his right hand, and quietly activated the Xuan Tian Gong within his body. He felt the special heat flow in his consciousness merge with the Xuan Tian Gong, and a faint blue light appeared in his palm. In an instant, a small blue grass appeared.

Staring blankly at the Blue Silver Grass in Tang San's hand, Tang Hao was momentarily lost in thought. It took him a long time to recover, his eyes flickering with uncertainty as he murmured, "Blue Silver Grass, it really is Blue Silver Grass. Just like hers."

Suddenly, Tang Hao stood up abruptly, turned around and walked into the inner room. The sudden movement almost caused Tang San in front of him to fall, and the Blue Silver Grass martial soul in his hand also disappeared on its own.

"dad."

Tang Hao waved his hand impatiently, "Don't bother me." With that, he lifted the curtain and went into the inner room.

"But I still have a martial soul." Tang San still revealed his uniqueness after awakening his martial soul today. This was a question he didn't ask Su Yuntao and Jack, after all, they were just outsiders.

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[The first principle of the Tang Sect's Mysterious Heavenly Treasure Record: Never let someone you cannot fully trust know your true strength.]

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Tang San had already thoroughly mastered the Xuan Tian Bao Lu, and he was absolutely committed to implementing its general principles.

The curtain was suddenly thrown open, and Tang Hao reappeared in the outer room. This time, his face was filled with shock, and his eyes were red, as if he had just shed tears.

Tang San didn't speak. Instead, he slowly raised his left hand, just as he had raised his right hand before. This time, instead of blue light, a faint black light burst forth from his palm. The light instantly condensed, and a strange object appeared in his palm.

It was a completely black hammer with a handle about half a foot long and a cylindrical head. It looked like a miniature casting hammer, but there was a special luster on the black surface of the hammer, and a faint pattern was coiled around the cylindrical head.

For some reason, when the hammer appeared in Tang San's hand, the air in the room seemed somewhat oppressive. Tang San seemed unable to bear the weight of the small hammer, and could only hold it, his arm slowly hanging down. His face had already turned somewhat pale.

Unlike the Blue Silver Grass, which requires almost no consumption of the Mysterious Heaven Skill, this small black hammer absorbed almost all of Tang San's internal energy the moment it appeared. He could only barely control himself to grip the handle. Although the hammer looked small, its weight actually far exceeded that of a forging hammer.

"This, this is..." Tang Hao almost flew to Tang San's side, grabbed his hand holding the hammer, and brought it to his own side. Tang Hao's hand was very strong, and at least now Tang San no longer felt that the hammer was putting such a heavy load on his arm.

When Tang Hao's hand grasped his, a warm, blood-connected feeling made Tang San feel exceptionally comfortable. "Dad, is something wrong?"

Looking at the small black hammer, the excitement that had vanished earlier reappeared in Tang Hao's eyes. "Twin Martial Souls. It's actually twin Martial Souls. My son, my son."

Suddenly, Tang Hao opened his strong arms and hugged Tang San tightly.

Tang Hao had a broad chest, perhaps due to his long years as a blacksmith. Although he appeared lazy on the surface, his muscles hadn't diminished with age, and his embrace was warm. The sense of security brought by that fatherly love was irreplaceable.

"Dad." Tang San was a little stunned. In his memory, this seemed to be the first time Tang Hao had hugged him like this.

The small iron hammer in his hand seemed to be getting heavier and heavier. Although Tang San liked the warmth brought by this fatherly love, he did not want the hammer to slip from his hand and hit his father.

"Dad, I can't hold on any longer," Tang San couldn't help but say.

Tang Hao loosened his arms. "Take them back."

The dark light dissipated, and the weight disappeared. Tang San was puzzled. It was clearly a hammer formed by his Xuan Tian Gong combined with a special power within his body, so why couldn't he lift it? What surprised him even more was that after summoning that small hammer, he had actually consumed seventy or eighty percent of his internal energy.

(End of this chapter)