Douluo: Blade Template, Death Omen is Coming

Chapter 7 Obtain the Other Shore's Burial!
Ren did not allow himself to be idle. He was always thinking about the unused item in the system reward - a precious lottery opportunity.

In his spare time, he calmed himself down and prepared to make good use of this opportunity.

He closed his eyes, concentrated, and a familiar system panel appeared in his mind.

It was a virtual interface made up of light dots and lines, and every icon was flashing an alluring light.

Blade's eyes quickly swept across the panel, and suddenly, he found that the design style of this system panel was surprisingly similar to the layout of a game he had played before, "Honkai Impact 3rd: Sky Rails".

It doesn’t matter if you don’t feel they are similar, but as long as you feel they are similar, then it’s all over.

He was really fed up with those sets of Mijia games.

Relics, constellation system, small guarantee, large guarantee card pool, talents, etc.
Take the most disgusting card drawing for example.

There's nothing but garbage in the pool. At most, you'll be given some mall currencies, which you'll have to work hard to save up and then exchange.

As a result, there are only a few permanent ones who can fight.

As a dead man, Ren should not be afraid of anything, but now he is really a little scared. As a poor man before crossing over, he can't hold it in any longer.
But he didn't think much about it. Since he got a chance to draw a lottery, although there was no telling what he would win, it was still a chance, so he just used the number of draws.

quickly
[Ding! The host uses the lottery chance once! ]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for receiving the reward: Sudden Grace (passive talent) level 2! ]

[Ding! Extra rewards for this draw: 10000 Gold Soul Coins, 200 Unextinguished Embers! ]

[Ding! Obtained the embers for the store exchange, the store is open! ]

As the system sound fell,
Ren was really stunned for a moment. This feeling was too familiar. Isn't this the classic gameplay of miHoYo?
However, what he drew was Blade's innate skill, which was the very cool skill that Crazy Other Shore had destroyed.

This lottery also won extra rewards, which was exactly the same as the Mi Home card drawing system, but the rewards here were much more generous, not only giving out currency from "Douluo Dalu", but also giving out the Unsettled Embers from the game, which were the good stuff he had to exchange for tickets after the mall refreshed every month!

Soon, Ren continued to look at the store that had just opened. However, the moment he opened the store, Ren found that it was not full of items in the "Star Iron" game as he had imagined, but was full of strange props in the world of Douluo Continent.

The store's interface was simple and clear, but the content surprised Ren. Currently, only one product column was open, which was filled with various medicinal herbs. The names of these herbs sounded full of fantasy, which made people think of their possible magical effects.

Fragrant Qiluo Xianpin, Star Anise Mystic Ice Grass, Fiery Apricot, Wonderful Rong Tongtian Chrysanthemum, etc.

And the price is actually quite affordable. At a glance, the price of most of these magical herbs is around 1 to 2 embers.

Seeing this scene, Ren suddenly remembered that these seemed to be what Tang San needed.

Ren touched the sword in his hand and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It seems that I have the idea of ​​using bait to fish and using grass to catch tang.

On the other side, in a corner of the village, Tang San's thatched house stood quietly. The sun shone through the sparse clouds, shining on this simple but living land. The brook beside the house gurgled, as if telling the story of this place.

Jack stood in front of the thatched cottage, frowning. He had called Tang Hao's name several times in a row, his voice revealing anxiety and helplessness. Finally, when Jack was about to lose his patience, Tang Hao's figure slowly appeared at the door.

At this moment, Tang Hao's hair was disheveled, his clothes were untidy, and his face had an expression that looked like he hadn't woken up yet. His eyes were blurry, as if he was still intoxicated in a dream, and he looked decadent and depressed.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes and asked in a numb tone:

"Old Jack, what are you doing?"

When Jack saw Tang Hao's expression, his anger instantly ignited. He couldn't help but raise his voice:

"Today is the day your son's martial spirit awakens. Don't you know about such an important matter?!"

However, Tang Hao didn't seem to care about it, he still maintained that indifferent expression. After a big yawn, he staggered to Tang San, as if he was stepping on cotton.

"Xiao San, what is your martial spirit?" Tang Hao asked casually.

Hearing his father's voice, Tang San came back to his senses from the thoughts he had been thinking all the way. His eyes were as calm as water, as if he had already expected this moment to come. He replied calmly:
"It's Blue Silver Grass." His tone revealed a hint of determination, as if announcing the path he would take in the future. As soon as these words fell, Tang Hao's eyes changed drastically. His originally decadent and scattered eyes seemed to be pierced by ice, and instantly condensed into a sharp needle tip.

His eyes narrowed slightly, his pupils contracted, as if he was looking for something under the strong light. That kind of focused concentration seemed to be able to penetrate Tang San's skin and look directly into the depths of his soul.

As a killer with keen perception, Tang San naturally could not miss the subtle change in his father's expression!

I thought: "His reaction? Is there something special about this Blue Silver Grass? Is there something that the level 26 blind man can't see? After all, he gave birth to me and raised me here. Pah! There must be something I don't know. As expected of me, as the protagonist of the time travel, how can I not have something special?! It seems I have to ask him!"

However, before Tang San could think deeply, Jack had already noticed the change in Tang Hao's expression. He misunderstood Tang Hao's gaze, thinking it was out of disdain for the Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit. Jack tapped the ground with his cane, making a crisp sound, and said in a serious and firm tone:
“Although it’s Blue Silver Grass, Xiao San is a genius with innate full soul power!”

"I've decided! Xiao San will take one of the work-study spots in the village this year!"

"He will go to Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy to study. The village will cover all the travel expenses!"

Jack listed all the favorable conditions he had fought for Tang San in one breath. His voice echoed in the thatched hut, full of unquestionable majesty.

However, when everyone thought that Tang Hao would be moved by this, he just muttered "Blue Silver Grass" a few times and then made a decision.

"no!"

Tang Hao's voice was like a heavy stone, hitting Jack's heart hard.

"what?!"

Jack was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened, his mouth slightly open, obviously unable to understand Tang Hao's refusal. His brows were furrowed, his face full of confusion and puzzlement.

Jack blurted out subconsciously, but soon he realized that he couldn't give up. He took a deep breath and hit the cane hard, again and again, as if he wanted to knock a hole in the ground.

His voice also rose, his tone full of urgency and emphasis:
"Tang Hao, you should know how precious this opportunity is to Xiao San, who has full innate soul power! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

"Maybe Xiao San will be able to become a superior person in the future and the pride of our village!" Jack's words were full of expectation and hope. He looked at Tang San eagerly, as if he had already seen his bright future.

However, Tang Hao seemed extremely stubborn about this. His voice was cold and hard, without a trace of emotion: "What's the point of being a superior person? If he leaves, who will cook for me? Blue Silver Grass is just a useless martial spirit. What can it cultivate into?"

"You go, he won't go." Tang Hao's words were like a cold knife, directly cutting off all hope.

"Tang Hao you!" Jack was so angry that his face turned purple and the cane in his hand was shaking. He was obviously so angry at Tang Hao's attitude that he couldn't speak.

Seeing Jack so angry, Tang San was also anxious. He hurried forward, gently supported Jack, and comforted him with a sensible smile on his face:
"Grandpa Jack, don't be angry. Dad is right, Blue Silver Grass is a useless spirit, I'm still not going. Thank you for your kindness, I will find other ways to make myself stronger." Tang San's voice was gentle and firm, his eyes flashed with an unyielding light, although he felt unwilling in his heart, but he didn't want to see Jack angry for him.

As soon as he finished speaking, seeing Jack seemed to want to say something, Tang San became impatient again: "Old Jack, just leave quickly, as the protagonist, I have a premonition!

The old man behind the scenes seems to want to talk to me alone. It's really inconvenient for you to be here. I still need to ask about the hammer. If you stay a little longer, I will really ask about the hammer!"

Jack didn't know Tang San's true thoughts, he just felt that this child was too sensible, so sensible that it made people feel distressed. In Jack's opinion, Tang San's maturity was not like what a child of this age should be like.

At such a young age, he had to take care of his father who was drunk all day long. From food, clothing, housing and transportation to daily life, Tang San always took on everything silently, and Jack just hoped to see more of this tough child.

Jack's eyes were full of love and compassion. He gently touched Tang San's head. The anger caused by Tang Hao subsided a little when he touched Tang San's soft hair. He said gently:
"Good boy, grandpa is not angry."

With Tang San's support, Jack slowly walked out the door. Just before he stepped out of the door, he couldn't help but look back, his eyes passed through the dimness of the thatched house and fell on Tang Hao, with a hint of blame and concern in his tone:

"Tang Hao, your life may have been like this, but Xiao San is still young, and his future has infinite possibilities. Don't you think he should be given a better way to make a living?
Don't delay his chance to become a soul master because of your stubbornness. At least, that way he won't make the same mistake you made in the future.

If you change your mind one day, come to me. There are still three months left before the registration for this year's Luoding Soul Master Academy."

After saying this, Jack slowly walked out of the thatched hut under Tang San's gaze. Tang San did not slowly withdraw his gaze until his figure disappeared outside the door.

Tang San thought to himself: "This can be considered an indirect push. I hope my father in this world can wake up sooner. Maybe he will teach me some secret skills later?
After all, he can't be a mediocre person to give birth to someone like me, right?" Tang San's eyes flashed with anticipation, and he waited quietly, hoping that Tang Hao could give him a surprise.

(End of this chapter)