Douluo Continent: Reborn Tang Hao, the strongest dad carries a sound system

[Reward 2: 3 Seeds of the Fountain of Life (already stored in system space).]

[Note: This is the legendary seed from the source of the Fountain of Life. Planting it underground and activating it with soul power will create a small Fountain of Life within three days. The Fountain of Life produces ten liters of water daily, which, when drunk, can accelerate injury recovery, replenish soul power, and nourish the martial soul. Long-term consumption can strengthen the body and prolong life.]

[Note: The Spring of Life can exist for one hundred years. During this period, the host can collect water from the spring at any time.]

Tang Hao's lips curled up slightly.

The life-giving spring is far more valuable than most people imagine.

It's not because of its power, but because of its continuity and universality.

Each pill can only be taken once.

But a single spring of life can produce continuously for a full hundred years.

Ten liters per day.

Three thousand six hundred and fifty liters a year.

One hundred years is 365,000 liters.

Countless uses flashed through Tang Hao's mind in an instant.

He drinks it himself, Tang San drinks it, and if needed in the future, he can also give it to the people of the Clear Sky Sect.

For Soul Masters, this thing is a continuous supply line.

Three seeds, three springs.

He suddenly thought of a question.

If the Fountain of Life were planted next to Tang San, and that kid drank the Fountain of Life water every day, what effect would it have on his Blue Silver Emperor bloodline?

The answer is self-evident.

Nourish the martial spirit.

Strengthen physical fitness.

Accelerate recovery.

Each of these three elements is perfectly suited to the Ultimate Life Flow.

Tang Hao took a deep breath, suppressing his excitement, and continued to look at the system panel.

[Reward 3: The exclusive BGM "Dawn" for the Sound Martial Soul has been unlocked.]

[Description: Exhilarating battle music, suitable for high-intensity combat scenarios. Effect: Increases all attributes by an additional 50% for 30 minutes. Cooldown: 6 hours.]

[Currently unlocked BGM list for the Sound Martial Soul:]

[1. Father Appears (For Emergency Situations) - Effect: Increases all attributes by an additional 80%, and the bound target (Tang San) receives an additional 50% increase in all attributes.]

【2. Dawn (For high-intensity combat scenarios only) - Effect: Increases all attributes by an additional 50%.】

Tang Hao looked at the system panel and nodded in satisfaction.

Both background music tracks serve their own purposes.

"Old Man Appears" is for saving the day, specifically to protect Tang San.

"Dawn" is for head-on confrontations and is suitable for high-intensity battles.

Although he hasn't actually used the power of the Sound Martial Soul yet, just looking at these effect descriptions is enough to imagine the scene.

He descended from the sky carrying a stereo system, blasting rousing music that echoed across the battlefield, shouting, "A mere chrysanthemum, a little devil, dare to harm my son?" or rather, "Who dares to harm my son!"

Then, the massive Haotian Hammer slammed down, and the sheer pressure emanating from it made it impossible for the person opposite to even stand.

"That's awesome," Tang Hao said in a low voice, the corners of his mouth curving wider and wider.

[Rewards distributed. Current plot deviation: 7%.]

[Note: The greater the deviation from the plot, the richer the subsequent rewards. Please continue your efforts, host.]

Tang Hao withdrew his consciousness and slowly opened his eyes.

He sat on the bluestone, gazing at the distant city of Nottingham, and remained silent for a long time.

Then, he took the pill out of the system space.

Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pill.

The pill was a warm, milky white color, with faint golden patterns flowing across its surface, making it seem almost alive.

The pills were only the size of longans, yet they emitted a rich medicinal fragrance; just one whiff was enough to make one feel completely comfortable.

Tang Hao held the pill in his palm and remained silent for a moment.

Then, he tilted his head back and put the pill into his mouth.

.....

The pill melted instantly upon entering the mouth, transforming into a warm liquid that slid down the throat and into the stomach.

The warmth spread rapidly, from his stomach to his limbs and bones, like warm rivers flowing through his body.

Tang Hao closed his eyes and quietly felt the changes within his body.

Those hidden wounds that had accumulated over twenty years melted and healed little by little in the face of this warm energy, like ice and snow meeting the sun.

The severed meridians were reconnected, the damaged internal organs were repaired to their original state, and even the hidden pains he had become accustomed to completely disappeared at this moment.

The whole process lasted about fifteen minutes.

As the last hidden wound healed, a deep rumble came from deep within Tang Hao's body.

That was the sound of soul power surging through unobstructed meridians.

He opened his eyes.

The light in his eyes was brighter than ever before.

Tang Hao stood up and stretched his limbs.

The joints made a slight crackling sound, but the feeling wasn't stiffness, but rather relaxation.

For the first time in twenty years, he felt that his body was whole.

He raised his right hand, and the Haotian Hammer appeared out of thin air. The giant hammer was as black as ink, and the golden patterns on its surface were clearer than ever before, radiating a suffocating sense of oppression.

Tang Hao gripped the hammer handle, feeling that long-lost, unhindered sense of power.

"Six years," he said softly, his voice a little hoarse.

Six years ago, he fought his way out of the Spirit Hall's siege, but was seriously injured. He carried the newborn Tang San and hid in Holy Soul Village.

Since then, he has never used his full strength again.

It's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't.

The hidden injuries within his body prevented him from fully activating his soul power.

Every time you go all out, you're tearing your own meridians apart.

But now.

Tang Hao retracted the Clear Sky Hammer into his body and clenched his fist.

Now, he can.

He turned, his gaze passing over the walls of Nottingham and landing in the distance.

The direction of the Spirit Hall.

"Wait a little longer," he said softly, as if promising himself, "It's not the right time yet. There are too many Title Douluos there; I can't handle it all by myself."

Tang Hao withdrew his gaze and took out the three seeds of the Fountain of Life from his system space.

The seeds are only the size of mung beans, entirely emerald green, and emit a faint glow.

Holding it in your palm, you can feel a warm, vibrant life force pulsating within, as if something is sleeping inside.

He didn't rush to plant them, but instead collected two seeds first.

One is enough.

While three springs are good, they are too conspicuous and would be a waste.

Given his current situation, it's unrealistic for him to devote his energy to looking after three springs.

Instead of trying to grow too much, choose the safest place and plant a seed well.

As for the remaining two, keep them.

There will always be a time when it comes in handy.

Tang Hao put the two seeds back into the system space and stood up.

His gaze passed over Nottingham and landed in a more distant direction.

Holy Soul Village.

That place where he hid for six years.

A dilapidated wooden shed, wine jugs scattered on the ground, and the lingering smell of alcohol.

Those were the original owner's memories, a past he didn't want to recall.

But the waterfall behind Shenghun Village is different.

Ah Yin's belongings are hidden there.

Tang Hao's figure soared into the air, transforming into a streak of light, and flew towards the direction of Holy Soul Village.

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