Douluo Continent: This Tang San is different

Chapter 4 Severing the Father-Son Relationship

After Tang San, Su Yuntao began to awaken the martial souls of the other children, but unfortunately, none of them had soul power, including the little girl whose martial soul was also Blue Silver Grass.

Originally, Su Yuntao was expected to have a great start.

But as it turns out, Tang San was just an exception.

Among ordinary people, only a minority can awaken a martial soul with soul power.

After tidying up the six black stones and the crystal ball, Su Yuntao took out paper and pen from his bundle, wrote Tang San a certificate for joining the Spirit Hall, and asked, "Tang San, do you want to join the Spirit Hall?"

"I'm not considering joining the Spirit Hall for the time being," Tang San said bluntly.

Join the Spirit Hall?

If he dares to join, his cheap old father will dare to break his legs.

Joining the Spirit Hall before you have the strength to resist is an unwise choice.

Objectively speaking, joining the Spirit Hall is the best choice.

But there's a prerequisite: being able to defeat Tang Hao.

As for the issue of the Spirit Hall's and Clear Sky Sect's stances, did he eat Clear Sky Sect's rice? Does he have to side with Clear Sky Sect?

The hatred for killing one's mother.

Well, as a modern person, one should have some conscience, but for a mother he has never met, no matter what the reason is, from an emotional point of view, there is absolutely no such thing as family affection.

He's different from that martial arts hero Tang San; he didn't lack love in his past life.

Secondly, his direct enemy, Qian Xunji, is already game over.

The enemy is dead, what's the point of seeking revenge?

The future is bright, so why hold onto so much resentment?

Another point is the conspiracy theory from a fan fiction novel I read in my previous life: the sacrifice of the Blue Silver Emperor was indeed a bit of a coincidence.

Regardless of whether it's true or not, although based on his observations over the years, Tang Hao probably doesn't have that kind of brain, but what if he does?

Therefore, Tang San's attitude can be summed up in three words: troublesome matters, I don't want to get involved.

"Why?" Su Yuntao didn't understand. Tang San had tried every means to follow him to the Spirit Hall in Notting City, but now that he had extended an invitation, he was not going to join?

How strange.

"You know, Brother Tao, I'm researching spirit cultivation, but the information in my Spirit Hall hasn't changed much in hundreds of years. I need to innovate myself." Tang San could only find another reason. "If I go to the Spirit Hall, I'm worried that I'll be assimilated by the teaching model of the Spirit Academy. Besides, at the sixth level of the Innate Realm, my spirit power is too low. I'll definitely not be valued, and those teachers won't care about my words. They'll just think I'm daydreaming."

"That seems to make sense. Most students at Martial Soul Academy are at least at the fifth level of the Innate Realm. You're at the sixth level, which is a level higher, but you're only slightly stronger than the average student." Su Yuntao thought about it and felt that what Tang San said made sense, so he didn't insist. He continued, "Anyway, you'll definitely be studying at Notting Academy later. You can consider it after you graduate."

Tang San asked, "When I reach level ten, can you help me hunt spirit beasts?"

"No problem, who told you to call me Brother Tao? With Brother Tao here, there won't be any surprises!" Su Yuntao patted his chest and recited a rhyme. "By the way, Master Matthew is also very fond of you, this lively kid. If he finds out, he might come along too, since the duties of a branch hall master don't seem to be that busy."

"That would be too much trouble." Tang San smiled shyly, but in his heart he was thinking about how to repay Ma Xiunuo and Su Yuntao. He couldn't let this kindness go to waste.

The gates of the Spirit Hall in the center of Holy Soul Village opened, and Old Jack, who had been waiting anxiously, quickly walked up to him and asked nervously, "Master Su, have any children with soul power appeared? How is Xiao San doing?"

"Yes, there is only one, and it's Tang San." Su Yuntao smiled and pushed Tang San forward. "His spirit is Blue Silver Grass, and his innate spirit power is level six, which is much higher than that of ordinary people. If nothing unexpected happens in the future, he will definitely become a Soul Emperor. If he works hard, he might even become a Soul Saint. Then, Holy Soul Village will truly live up to its name."

"Really!"

Old Jack was so happy that he danced with joy, laughing so hard that his wrinkles seemed to come alive and dance.

Blue Silver Grass is universally acknowledged as a useless martial soul.

But Master Su Yuntao said that Xiao San's Blue Silver Grass has soul power, which means that he can cultivate. If Xiao San works hard, he might even become the second Soul Saint of Holy Soul Village in the future!

After exchanging pleasantries with Old Jack for a while, Su Yuntao said to Tang San, "Notting Academy will be recruiting students in three months. If you go to Notting City, you can come to the Spirit Hall. I'll accompany you to the academy. The gatekeepers there don't treat commoners very well."

"Thanks, Brother Tao." Tang San was extremely grateful and wrote down Su Yuntao's help in his mental notebook.

After sending Su Yuntao out of Holy Soul Village, Old Jack hurriedly took Tang San to his house. Facing the door, he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Tang Hao, are you fast asleep?! If you're not, make a sound! Otherwise, I'll come in and drag you off that bed that's practically a coffin!"

Who is it?

Tang Hao yawned, lifted the curtain, and saw Old Jack, who was shouting and panting. He looked impatient and said, "It's Old Jack. Did you have to shout so loudly? I'm not deaf."

As he spoke, Tang Hao even picked his ear, completely disregarding Old Jack.

Old Jack, furious, started criticizing Tang Hao: "How dare you talk to me like that? Today is the day Xiao San awakens her martial soul. All the other parents are waiting outside, and even if the awakened martial soul doesn't have soul power, they will still comfort her. But you, you didn't even go. You don't care about Xiao San at all."

"No wonder the villagers gossip about the mistress, thinking she's not your biological son, and they warn their children not to associate with her... But the children are innocent."

Tang Hao was speechless, feeling that Old Jack was becoming unserious, but he was still a little angry that Old Jack said Tang San wasn't his biological son.

but--

A dignified Haotian Douluo wouldn't bother arguing with a country bumpkin.

Tang Hao then looked at Tang San and asked, "What is a Martial Soul?"

Tang San didn't answer immediately. Instead, he remained silent for a while, staring at him for a long time with a hopeful look in his eyes, before asking, "You really didn't sneak over there?"

Aren't you afraid that what I awaken is a hammer?

Of course, the second half of the sentence cannot be said aloud.

Tang Hao also fell silent.

Didn't you go?

joke.

If his son awakens a Clear Sky Hammer, he will kill Su Yuntao on the spot and then run away with his son.

However, on the big day of awakening one's martial soul, isn't it really a bit much for me not to go?

Oh well, it's all in the past anyway.

The mistress is precocious, so it should be fine. At most, she'll just stop getting close to him in the future.

That's fine too. I don't have to step into the world of Soul Masters. I can just be an ordinary person and live a peaceful life.

Old Jack, his eyes filled with heartache, thought Tang San still held hope for Tang Hao, but Tang Hao's silence made him unable to hold back any longer. He cursed, "Tang Hao, you're just a coward! Why aren't you saying anything? Say something!"

At least say something, even if it's a lie, to make the mistress a little happier.

Tang San is still just a child!

Tang Hao clenched his fists, but didn't say anything, ignoring Old Jack's gesturing look.

"Let me tell you, Tang San's martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, but his soul power is only level six!" Old Jack gestured the number "six" with his finger. "Master Su said that Tang San can at least become a Soul Emperor! With a little more effort, he can even become a Soul Saint!"

"Level 6 innate?"

Upon hearing this innate soul power level, Tang Hao was taken aback. He had secretly seen Tang San leave immediately after awakening his Blue Silver Grass martial soul, without paying attention to the soul power level.

Level 6?

Isn't that a bit too low?

He is the pride of the Haotian Sect, with innate soul power at level nine. Ah Yin is a 100,000-year-old soul beast in human form. How could their son only have innate soul power at level six?

It has to be at least level seven!

However, looking at Tang San's emaciated body, Tang Hao seemed to realize something crucial, thinking to himself, "Insufficient food, so malnutrition, leading to low innate soul power? I remember when I was six years old, my father would prepare medicinal baths for my older brother and me, almost once a day. If we couldn't resist, he would push us down. But Xiao San..."

"Tang Hao!"

Seeing Tang Hao in a daze, Old Jack grumbled, "Were you even listening to me?"

"I told you, no need to shout so loudly, he's not dead." Tang Hao's tone turned somber, somewhat displeased that Old Jack had interrupted his hard-won train of thought.

"I plan to send him to Notting City to study." Old Jack felt that Tang Hao was beyond saving, but he couldn't let Tang San suffer. He was still young and had an unknown future. He couldn't follow this drunkard father, otherwise who knew what terrible thing he would grow up to be.

"No!"

Tang Hao flatly refused, "What's the point of cultivating Blue Silver Grass? It's a complete waste of time. He'd be better off staying and cooking for me. Right, he can't go to school, otherwise who's going to cook for me?"

"Incomprehensible! You're absolutely incomprehensible!" Old Jack cursed. "Do you know what it means to keep your mistress by your side? Master Su has high hopes for her! Even if she can't go very high in her Soul Master cultivation in the future, as long as she becomes a Soul Master, she will be respected and can live a better life than ordinary people."

Tang Hao got a little excited: "What's the use of becoming a Soul Master? It's still nothing..."

He wanted to say something, but stopped abruptly in front of old Jack.

Sensing that Tang Hao had a story to tell, Old Jack frowned, but since the other party didn't want to talk about it, he couldn't pry. He simply said, "Tang Hao, your life is over, but the mistress is still young. You have no right to make decisions for him."

Taking a deep breath, Old Jack looked at Tang San and asked expectantly, "Little San, as long as you say the word, I'll risk my life to send you to Notting City."

Tang San looked up at Tang Hao and said, "I want to become a Soul Master."

"I disagree." Tang Hao's face was like that of a demon god from the depths of hell. Although he didn't release his soul power, the oppressive aura was extremely strong, even making Old Jack feel a little scared. "What use is level six soul power?"

"What if I really have to go?" Tang San looked directly at Tang Hao.

"you!"

Tang Hao was furious.

Dare to confront him?

No matter what he did wrong, he was still his father, and how could a son dare to oppose his father?

This is absolutely outrageous!

However, Tang San was not interested in this discussion about father and son. He believed that the proper order of ruler and subject, father and son, meant that if a father did not act like a father, then the son had no need to be filial.

If you give birth but don't raise your child, you can cut off your hair as a form of atonement!

Although Tang Hao did not completely abandon him, the two did not have much affection for each other, and Tang San felt that he would have to repay him in the future!

Just as the slap was about to land, Old Jack stepped in front of Tang San, hugged him, and scolded, "Tang Hao, are you even a man? How could you hit a child?"

"Old Jack, this has nothing to do with you. Can't I teach this kid a lesson?" Tang Hao cursed.

"I'm taking action today!" Old Jack declared defiantly. "I watched Tang San grow up; he's like my grandson. Since he's my grandson, how can I not interfere?"

Tang Hao's chest heaved violently as he stared at Tang San for a long while before saying, "Fine, I agree to let you study at Notting Academy, but on one condition: you are not allowed to say that you are my son, Tang Hao!"

(End of this chapter)