Douluo: I'll take the benefits, you bear the side effects

Chapter 4 Side Effects Tang Family Father and Son Bear
"Alas, it's a pity that I only have one martial spirit. I won't be able to act more pretentious in the future."

Thinking about Tang San's twin martial spirits, Ning Chuan sighed in his heart for no reason.

[Ding! Detected that the host does not have a twin martial spirit, please select a binding recipient.]

[Ding! Detected host martial spirit side effects have been bound to Tang Hao, no twin martial spirits were detected in Tang Hao.]

[Ding! Detected that the host's first martial spirit is the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword! Second martial spirit matching in progress]

[Ding! Matching completed, congratulations to the host for obtaining the second martial spirit, please customize.]

Suddenly, Ning Chuan felt another warm current, completely different from the Qingzhu Fengyun Sword, about to burst out from the palm of his left hand.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Ning Chuan curled the corners of his mouth and continued in his heart: "Oh, if only I had the Three Lives Martial Spirit."

[Ding, no side effects detected.]

Well, it seems that I am indeed greedy.

But having twin martial spirits is already very good.

I just don't know what the second martial spirit the system matched me with is!
At the same time, Tang San had returned home.

Tang San's father, Tang Hao, was once the young master of the Haotian Sect and the famous Haotian Douluo in the world of soul masters.

Because he was wandering around the world with his pregnant soul beast wife A Yin all day, he was discovered by the Spirit Hall and was surrounded. Finally, A Yin was forced to sacrifice herself, and Tang Hao, who obtained a 100,000-year soul ring, exploded and beat the two popes of the Spirit Hall who were closely guarding the Douluo, killing one and crippling the other. The pope was even "seriously injured and died", which almost brought a catastrophe to the Haotian Sect.

After that, because of his wife's death, the "disheartened" Tang Hao never returned to the sect, and stayed in this village to work as a blacksmith.

He either drinks or sleeps all day.

Life is extremely decadent.

But at this moment, his originally decadent and turbid eyes were looking at Tang San with shock and excitement.

No, to be more precise, he was looking at the small black hammer in Tang San's left hand that emitted a dark glow. It was a completely black hammer, about half a foot long, with a cylindrical head and a circle of gorgeous inscriptions coiled around the surface.

"This is a twin martial spirit, it's actually a twin martial spirit, son, my good son."

He came to Tang San in a flash, opened his arms suddenly, and hugged Tang San tightly in his arms.

"Dad!" Tang San was stunned for a moment. As far as he could remember, this seemed to be the first time his father had hugged him like this.

His eyes instantly turned red, and he just leaned quietly in Tang Hao's arms, enjoying the warmth brought by this fatherly love.

After a long time, Tang San could no longer hold the hammer because it was too heavy. Tang Hao then loosened his arms and said, "Put it back."

The black light dissipated, and Tang San took the Clear Sky Hammer back into his body. Tang Hao looked at Tang San again with a hint of guilt in his eyes. Unknowingly, his and Ah Yin's son had grown up so big, and he didn't even notice that he was so tanned.

Yes, at this moment, Tang San became darker. Originally, because of the protection of Xuantian Gong, his skin was only a healthy wheat color even after years of wind and sun exposure. Now, it became darker and rougher, more than twice as dark.

However, after thinking about his son's twin martial spirits, Tang Hao couldn't help but reveal a look of relief. He placed his two big hands on Tang San's shoulders and said seriously: "Xiao San, you must remember that in your future, you must use the hammer in your left hand to protect the grass in your right hand."

"I will, father." Tang San nodded in confusion.

Tang Hao stood up and went into the inner room without looking back.

He decided to pull himself together and resume his cultivation.

Because of his son, Tang San, he saw the hope of revenge against the Spirit Hall. While making lunch, Tang San thought about the world of spirit masters he had come into contact with today. Twin spirits seemed to be very rare in this world, otherwise his father would not be so surprised.

"Don't you like casting and want to become a soul master? If you want to go, then go ahead. After lunch, I will formally teach you casting."

Tang Hao's voice came from the inner room.

Hearing this, Tang San was delighted and stopped thinking about those trivial things. He would find out slowly in the future anyway.

"Also, don't go to the mountains anymore. The sun is so strong up there, look how tanned you are."

Tang Hao’s previous words made Tang San’s heart rise to his throat. Could it be that his father discovered his secret?
The last sentence made Tang San breathe a sigh of relief. He then walked to the water tank and looked at his dark reflection, unable to help but smile bitterly.

I did get a lot tanned.

At noon, Ning Chuan followed Old Tom back to Dihun Village.

"Okay, go play by yourself. I'll go make dinner first and call you when it's ready."

Old Tom felt more and more relieved when he saw Ning Chuan's skin suddenly become whiter and his overall appearance improved to a higher level.

As Ning Chuan said before, his skin turned white because of the influence of his martial soul, and his bamboo sword martial soul was not a useless soul.

"Got it, Grandpa Tom."

Ning Chuan responded and couldn't wait to test the benefits of sending the two side effects to the father and son of the beggar.

I quickly ran to the deserted stream, and the first thing I noticed was that my skin had become noticeably whiter.

Then there is the martial soul.

Ning Chuan slowly raised his right hand, and a faint green light gushed out from his palm. The light condensed in an instant, and the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword appeared in his palm.

It was still the familiar gorgeous emerald green sword, but this time its weight was far beyond his imagination, and even the air around it seemed unusually oppressive.

His arm slowly drooped, and Ning Chuan's face turned pale in an instant.

Unlike before, when it barely consumed any soul power, this time, the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword instantly drained Ning Chuan's meager soul power as soon as it appeared. Unable to withstand the sudden weight, he fell to the lawn behind him. The Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword, losing its soul power support, also disappeared the moment he fell.

Fortunately, otherwise, Ning Chuan's small arms and body would have been dislocated if he suddenly held such a heavy sword.

"It seems to be a lot heavier. I guess I need to exercise more in the future. Otherwise, I won't even be able to lift the sword."

Ning Chuan sighed in his heart.

Although the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword didn't reach the exaggerated level of the Clear Sky Hammer weighing 500 kilograms, it still weighed about 180 kilograms.

But this is not a bad thing. After all, a sword is not a hammer. If it is too heavy, it will lose sight of the big picture.

At this moment, a system prompt sounded in his mind:

[Ding, excessive consumption of the host's soul power is detected. Do you want to bind the subject?]

"Bind to Tang Hao."

Ning Chuan chose to bind to Tang Hao without hesitation. With Tang Hao as his power bank, he would never be short of soul power in battle.

(End of this chapter)