Douluo: Blade Template, Death Omen is Coming

Chapter 8 Clear Sky Hammer

Tang San stepped into the house lightly, the warm light illuminating his loyal face. He continued to fulfill his duties as a son, carefully serving his weathered father, Tang Hao.

"Xiao San, bring some wine." Tang Hao's voice was low, like the echo in an ancient well.

Tang San responded and quickly handed the wine bowl to his father. Tang Hao drank a mouthful of strong liquor and stared at the empty wine bowl with blurred eyes, as if he saw the vicissitudes of life in it.

"Are you feeling disappointed? Do you also want to become a soul master?"

Tang San, who was still wondering what his father Tang Hao would tell him, came back to his senses. Knowing that his father was in a bad mood, he said in a gentle tone:

"No, becoming a blacksmith can also support us."

Then, he added suggestively.

"Didn't you promise me that you would teach me how to make farm tools?"

Tang Hao remained silent, drinking one sip after another, as if he was using alcohol to numb the pain in his heart. Finally, he asked Tang San to spread his palms and summon the Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit inherited from his mother. He stared at it intently, with complex emotions flashing in his eyes, and his trembling lips revealed his helplessness.

"Soul Master? What can a soul master do? Even if one has a powerful martial soul or is an outstanding soul master, won't he return to dust in the end?" There was endless sadness in Tang Hao's voice. The painful memories of the past came flooding back like a tide, and his emotions became more and more agitated.

As his emotions fluctuated, Tang Hao's soul power dissipated uncontrollably. The power caused the simple thatched hut to tremble, as if telling the elegy of a hero's end.

As perceptive as Tang San was, he naturally felt this fluctuation, which was obviously not something that a waste or an ordinary person could produce.

Ordinary people would stomp their feet hard when they are angry and even hurt themselves. But his father just had a hint of resentment and anger in his voice, and it even made the house shake. How could he be an ordinary person?

Tang San thought secretly, but his expression remained calm.

But suddenly, Tang Hao stood up, and Tang San reacted quickly and subconsciously moved back a little.

Tang Hao brushed past him, and the invisible pressure made Tang San feel a little suffocated. He only left a cold "Don't bother me!" and then lifted the door curtain and disappeared into the inner room, leaving only the door curtain swaying gently and the air in the room still trembling.

Seeing this scene, even Tang San lost some of his patience. He observed that his father's eyes were obviously not right when he looked at the Blue Silver Grass, and his emotions fluctuated greatly.
Moreover, it was obvious that there were many stories hidden in those words, that is, there must be something hidden from him, but they just didn't tell him why. In this regard, Tang San just wanted to curse, your son has been bitten by the blade, if you don't give him something better from this world, it will be bad!
Now, he couldn't just sit there and wait for death. His father had been like this for a long time. On the day of awakening, his innate full soul power didn't shock him at all. If he continued to hint at it, he really couldn't expect him to take the initiative to tell him anything. What would he know? Then, very quickly, he said directly, "But I have another martial soul."

As soon as Tang San finished speaking, the air seemed to stagnate. His voice was neither loud nor soft, but it was just enough to penetrate the door curtain and clearly enter the silence in the room. At the same time, his left hand trembled slightly, as if he was under some kind of huge pressure. Gradually, a silver light condensed in his palm, and the outline of the Clear Sky Hammer gradually became clear. The fluctuation of soul power surged out like a tide, spreading undisguisedly.

Tang Hao's reaction was unexpectedly quick, like a cheetah ready to pounce. After sensing the unusual spiritual power fluctuations, he instantly rushed out of the house. His eyes fell on the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang San's left hand, his pupils shrank sharply, and his eyes were filled with incredible shock.

At that moment, memories of the past came flooding back like a dam. The scene of his wife sacrificing herself to save him reappeared clearly in his mind. Her smile, her determination, her love, everything, was resurrected with the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang San's hand.

Tang Hao's body involuntarily knelt down, and his trembling hands gently lifted Tang San's left hand. His once resolute eyes were now filled with tears. His voice was choked, almost whispering: "What is this!?"

“Twin martial souls?” His voice gradually became louder, filled with disbelief and doubt.

"It's actually twin martial spirits!" Excitement and pride began to emerge in his voice. This was a miracle he had never thought of seeing in his son.

"Son! My son!" Tang Hao's emotions completely exploded at this moment. He hugged Tang San tightly in his arms with such strength that it seemed as if he wanted to pour all his fatherly love into this hug.

At this moment, Tang San felt emotional. He could feel the vibration of his father's chest. This was the first time that his father in this world hugged him. What made him even more emotional was that, listening to his excited tone, he really had more cards up his sleeve now!
He now has some confidence in dealing with those people who are courting death. Now he just has to wait for his father to explain to him that he has what he calls a twin martial spirit, so he would not hide it from his own son.

However, soon, the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang San's hand flashed with silver light, and he found that he seemed to be unable to support the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand. He felt his arms begin to ache, and the weight of the Clear Sky Hammer seemed to be increasing, pressing him to the point that he could hardly breathe.

He was both surprised and happy. He was surprised that the power of the Clear Sky Hammer was indeed extraordinary. In just a moment, it had consumed a huge amount of his soul power and made him feel unable to support it. He was happy that he finally had a trump card that could protect himself.

However, his father Tang Hao seemed too excited to let go, and he was about to fall, so he quickly said:

"Dad, I can't hold on any longer."

Tang Hao's eyes froze when he heard this, and he instantly came back to his senses from the torrent of emotions. He quickly asked Tang San to take back the Clear Sky Hammer.
At the same time, he stood up, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down. His voice became steady and powerful, and he slowly told Tang San:
"Remember, from now on, you must use the hammer in your left hand to protect the grass in your right hand, forever!"

Tang San nodded vigorously, his eyes were firm, his voice was light but full of determination: "I will!

(End of this chapter)