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

At the edge of the Starry Sky Forest, there is a quiet clearing in the woods.

Tang San sat cross-legged on a flat bluestone, his hands hanging naturally at his knees, his breathing even and long.

The slightly purple soul ring slowly rotated around him, radiating a gentle life force.

Tang Hao stood three meters away, arms crossed, quietly watching his son.

Tang San's demeanor underwent a subtle change after absorbing the spirit ring.

A faint emerald green light flowed beneath his skin, and with each breath, the surrounding vegetation seemed to resonate with him.

This is a natural reaction after the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline is activated by the first soul ring.

"San'er," Tang Hao said, "let's try your first soul skill."

Tang San opened his eyes and nodded.

He stood up, raised his right hand, and Blue Silver Grass emerged from his palm—completely different from before.

The originally slender and soft grass leaves have become thick and tough, the golden patterns on the leaves are clearer, and the entire martial spirit exudes a warm emerald green light.

Tang San closed his eyes, feeling the new power he had gained within his body.

The purple spirit ring glowed slightly—

A layer of emerald green halo appeared on the surface of the blue silver grass, like dewdrops on leaves in the morning, crystal clear.

A ball of emerald green light condensed in Tang San's palm. The light grew stronger and stronger until it finally transformed into a turquoise ball the size of a longan, hovering above his palm.

The sphere of light exuded a rich life force, making the surrounding air fresher, and the grass on the ground became greener at a visible speed.

Tang San opened his eyes, looked at the ball of light in his palm, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Dad, I think... I can feel the life force."

"Tell me more details." Tang Hao took a step closer.

Tang San thought for a moment and organized his thoughts: "With this soul skill, I can condense a ball of life energy within myself, or I can release it to others. Those enveloped by this ball of life energy will have their injuries healed and their soul power gradually replenished."

He paused, then added, "Moreover, even without using soul skills, my Blue Silver Grass is slowly recovering. If it's broken, it will probably... grow back in a few breaths."

A hint of satisfaction flashed in Tang Hao's eyes.

It is a pure healing-type soul skill, without any attack or control attributes.

This is exactly the effect he wanted.

"Are there any side effects?" Tang Hao asked.

Tang San assessed the situation and shook his head: "It consumes soul power, but not much. With my current soul power, I can probably use it... a few dozen times. Moreover, I feel that this soul skill doesn't heal wounds, but rather the life force itself."

"Life force itself?" Tang Hao raised an eyebrow.

"That's right," Tang San said seriously. "Ordinary healing soul skills accelerate wound healing. But this one is different; it replenishes life force. Wounds are just a manifestation of life force loss. As long as there is enough life force, the wound will heal on its own."

Tang Hao remained silent for a moment, then slowly nodded.

"Good. You understand it very well."

He crouched down to be at eye level with Tang San.

"San'er, the core of your soul skill isn't 'healing,' but 'life.' As long as you have enough vitality, you won't die. That's the essence of the ultimate life flow."

Tang San nodded vigorously.

"Dad, shall I name this soul skill?"

"What's your name?"

Tang San thought for a moment and said, "How about 'Chunsheng'? Chun means spring, and Sheng means life."

Tang Hao was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

"A good name. Spring is the beginning of life—all things revive, life goes on and on."

He looked at the emerald green light in his son's palm and seemed to see Ah Yin wielding the Blue Silver Emperor technique back then.

Ah Yin's Blue Silver Emperor also possesses this gentle, vibrant light.

Tang Hao took a deep breath and suppressed the emotions that were welling up inside him.

"San'er, you absorbed your first spirit ring perfectly. The Spring Life spirit skill has great potential. Right now, it can only heal minor injuries and a small amount of spirit power, but as your spirit power increases and the spirit ring's age increases, it will become stronger and stronger."

He paused, his gaze becoming distant.

"The core of the Ultimate Life Flow lies in this: you don't need to be invincible from the start, but every time you become stronger, you are increasing your chances of 'immortality.' The day you have all nine rings, you will truly be..."

He stretched out his finger and tapped Tang San's chest.

"An immortal being."

Tang San's eyes lit up.

He looked down at the emerald green light in his palm and suddenly realized that this Blue Silver Grass, which everyone regarded as trash, was more precious than any martial soul.

"Dad," Tang San looked up, "I will train hard."

Tang Hao stood up and patted him on the shoulder.

"I know."

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As the sun began to set, the edge of the Starry Sky Forest was bathed in a golden-red hue.

Tang Hao led Tang San out of the forest, but instead of heading towards Holy Soul Village, they turned onto another road.

"Dad, aren't we going home?" Tang San asked, somewhat puzzled.

"I'm not going back." Tang Hao bent down and picked Tang San up. "I'll take you somewhere."

Before Tang San could react, Tang Hao had already taken to the air, his figure transforming into a streak of light as he flew towards Notting City.

This time, Tang San wasn't as shocked as he had been when he arrived, but the thrill of flying still made him look around.

As the sun sets, the outline of Nottingham gradually comes into view.

The city walls were gray and white, the houses were lined up one after another, and there were several towering towers.

Although Notting City cannot compare to powerful cities like Tiandou City or Wuhun City, it is still considered prosperous in this area.

The city has several bustling streets lined with shops and a constant stream of pedestrians.

Tang Hao landed in a deserted corner outside the city and led Tang San into the city on foot.

Tang San looked around curiously.

Although he grew up in Holy Soul Village, this was his first time in Notting City.

The wide streets, the dazzling array of shops, the pedestrians coming and going... everything felt new to him.

"Dad, what are we doing in the city?" Tang San asked.

Tang Hao did not answer immediately, but led Tang San through several streets and finally stopped in front of a three-story building.

The plaque upstairs bears four large, gilded characters: Wangyue Tower.

The best restaurant in Nottingham.

Tang San looked at the impressive facade and was somewhat bewildered.

"Dad, where am I...?"

"Have a meal."

Tang Hao pushed open the door and entered, his tone as calm as if he were talking about something perfectly normal.

The interior of the restaurant is even more impressive than the exterior.

The lobby on the first floor is spacious and bright, with dozens of mahogany tables and chairs, calligraphy and paintings by famous people hanging on the walls, and several exquisitely trimmed bonsai in the corner.

The air was filled with the aroma of food, mixed with a faint scent of wine.

The shopkeeper behind the counter was a shrewd middle-aged man. Upon seeing the man's clothes, he subconsciously frowned—coarse cloth clothes, stained with mud and plant sap, clearly indicating he came from the countryside.

But his professionalism prevented his smile from disappearing immediately.

"Gentlemen, would you like to eat or stay at the inn?"

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