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

"Cheating?" Tang Hao laughed, then patted Tang San's shoulder. "San'er, remember this: there's no cheating in battle, only winning and losing. Only the living have the right to speak."

He paused, his eyes becoming deep.

"Your mother... gave her life to save mine."

"I'll tell you more things when you're stronger and older."

The wooden shed fell silent.

"Um."

Tang San fell silent.

"So," Tang Hao's voice was a little hoarse, "I won't let that happen again. Your life is more important than anything else. Cultivating the Ultimate Life Flow is precisely to ensure that you can live under any circumstances."

Tang San nodded vigorously.

"Dad, I will."

"Okay." Tang Hao composed himself. "I'll start teaching you tomorrow."

"What should we teach?"

Lesson One – Getting to Know Your Blue Silver Grass

Tang Hao instructed Tang San to release the Blue Silver Grass.

Although a six-year-old child has full innate soul power, without the support of a soul ring, the form of the Blue Silver Grass is still very primitive—slender, soft, and about a foot long.

"What's the difference between your Blue Silver Grass and the ordinary ones?" Tang Hao asked.

Tang San observed carefully for a while: "It seems... to be a bit greener than ordinary Blue Silver Grass? The edges of the leaves have a little bit of gold."

"That's the mark of the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline," Tang Hao said. "The Blue Silver Emperor is the king of plant-type martial souls. Its greatest characteristic is not attack, but vitality. You can't feel it now because you don't have a soul ring, but once you get your first soul ring, you'll find that your Blue Silver Grass is ten times tougher and has a ten times faster recovery speed than ordinary Blue Silver Grass."

Tang San's eyes lit up.

"So, what should I choose for my first spirit ring?"

Tang Hao had already thought it through.

"Plant-type soul beast, life attribute. Lifespan between four and five hundred years."

"Four hundred years?" Tang San was somewhat surprised. "The people from the Spirit Hall said that the first spirit ring should ideally not exceed four hundred years."

"That's the standard for ordinary people."

"You possess twin martial souls, have innate full soul power, and your physique far surpasses that of your peers."

"Four hundred years is just the beginning for you."

Tang Hao's tone was calm, yet it exuded an air of domineering authority that seemed perfectly natural.

The people from the Spirit Hall had all told Tang San about hunting for spirit rings, so he wasn't surprised that Tang San knew about it.

In any case, if something doesn't make sense, just attribute it to the butterfly effect.

Once the butterfly effect is explained, everything illogical becomes understandable.

He looked at Tang San with a sharp gaze.

"San'er, remember this—you are not an ordinary person. The path you walk is destined to be different from everyone else's. The rules for others do not apply to you."

Tang San nodded vigorously.

At that moment, looking at his father's profile, he felt a surge of emotion he had never experienced before.

My father used to be taciturn, drank all day, and rarely spoke to me.

He once thought his father didn't like him.

But today, Dad has changed.

Become...like a real father.

[Ding—Father-son intimacy has greatly increased. Current intimacy: 71%.]

[The amplification effect of the Sound System Martial Soul on the bound target has been increased to 71%.]

[Note: Reaching 80% intimacy will unlock the "Father-Son Resonance" effect—when the host and the bound target fight simultaneously, both will receive an additional 30% boost to all attributes.]

Tang Hao's lips curled up slightly when he saw the system notification.

"San'er," he said, "get some rest. Tomorrow morning, I'll take you hunting spirit beasts to obtain your first spirit ring and become a true one-ring spirit master."

"Okay!" Tang San replied readily, jumping up and running towards his bunk.

He ran halfway but then turned back, hesitated for a moment, and whispered:

"Thank you, Dad."

Tang Hao was taken aback: "What are you thanking me for?"

"Thank you... for talking to me so much today. You never really paid attention to me before."

After Tang San finished speaking, he smiled sheepishly, turned around, and ran away.

Tang Hao stood there, watching his son's small figure disappear behind the curtain.

For no apparent reason, I felt a pang of sadness.

It's clearly not his fault; he's a time traveler now.

But now he has completely merged with this body.

Therefore, he inherited all of the original owner's emotions.

He lowered his head and silently looked at his hands.

These hands have wielded the Clear Sky Hammer, smashed against the Title Douluo of the Spirit Hall, and are stained with countless lives.

At this moment, however, it was trembling slightly.

"Ah Yin," he said silently to himself, "I will raise San'er well. I won't let him go astray, and I won't let him suffer any injustice. Anyone who tries to harm him will regret ever being born."

He clenched his fist, feeling the pulse of the audio martial spirit within his body.

Guaranteed 10 times increase.

There is no upper limit.

"Come on." Tang Hao raised his head, his gaze piercing through the gaps in the wooden shed, looking towards the direction of the Spirit Hall in the distance: "In this life, let's live a different way."

Late at night.

Holy Soul Village fell silent, broken only by the occasional bark of a dog.

Tang San was already asleep, his breathing even and peaceful.

Tang Hao sat by the door, leaning against the door frame, without a wine pot in his hand.

He decided to quit drinking starting today.

The moonlight, as clear as water, spilled across the simple courtyard.

He recalled his conversation with Tang San earlier that day, and the more he thought about it, the more he realized that this son was no ordinary person.

At the age of six, the moment his martial spirit awakened, before anyone could react, he instinctively hid the Clear Sky Hammer.

This temperament is not innate; it is an imprint etched into the soul by the Tang Clan from a previous life.

"The Mysterious Heavenly Treasure Record..." Tang Hao murmured.

He suddenly thought of a question—had he started practicing Tang San's Xuan Tian Gong, Purple Demon Eye, Ghost Shadow Tracking, and Xuan Yu Hand, all the techniques from his previous life?

In the original story, Tang San had already begun cultivating the Mysterious Heaven Skill before awakening his martial soul.

In other words, at this moment, Tang San already had the internal energy of the Mysterious Heaven Skill circulating within his body.

The Mysterious Heaven Skill is compatible with the soul power system of Douluo Continent.

Tang Hao's lips curled up slightly.

This means that Tang San's starting point is even higher than in the original story.

A cultivation path that combines innate full soul power, the Mysterious Heaven Technique, twin martial souls, and ultimate life force...

"This kid is destined to become a god."

"No, he is the protagonist of this world. As long as he doesn't die, or even if he does, he is destined to become a god in the end..."

Tang Hao leaned against the door frame, looking up at the starry sky.

From the direction of the Star Dou Great Forest, the roars of soul beasts could be faintly heard.

That vast forest harbors countless soul beasts, and also holds Tang San's future opportunities.

"The first spirit ring is from a life-type plant spirit beast that is four to five hundred years old..."

Tang Hao searched his mind for the distribution of soul beasts on the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest.

With his Title Douluo strength, leading Tang San into the outer areas to hunt soul beasts under a thousand years old was as easy as taking candy from a baby.

But the key is to find the soul ring that best matches the Blue Silver Emperor's bloodline.

"Life-type... preferably vine or herbaceous plant spirit beasts."

"Only in this way can the skills attached to the spirit rings perfectly integrate with the Blue Silver Grass."

"And it won't be too painful."

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