Douluo V: Daily Intelligence - I Want All of Tang San's Opportunities

Su Yuntao didn't stop, and continued, "When would a father abandon his child like trash? Only when he doubts that the child is his."

When he said those words, the drastically different reactions Tang Hao had towards Tang San in the original story flashed through his mind.

With the perception abilities of a Title Douluo, it's impossible for Tang Hao to be completely unaware of the anomalies surrounding Tang San.

A newborn child behaved with such composure that he seemed to have lived two lives, and even managed to figure out the cultivation method of the Xuan Tian Gong and the making of hidden weapons on his own without any instruction.

For a long time, Tang Hao completely ignored Tang San, neither teaching him cultivation nor explaining anything to him, simply leaving him to fend for himself in the blacksmith shop in Holy Soul Village.

When did this attitude change?

It was the moment Tang San revealed the Clear Sky Hammer during his Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony.

At that moment, Tang Hao saw his family's martial spirit reappear in his son, and he probably made peace with himself in his heart.

Tang San's mother was a 100,000-year-old soul beast, so it seems reasonable that the child of a 100,000-year-old soul beast would be born with knowledge.

Even with the deep bond between Tang San's parents, they still had such doubts.

What about Yu Yuanzhen?

As the head of a sect, facing a son whose martial soul has completely mutated, he not only has to convince himself, but also has to constantly endure the doubts from the elders and clansmen. This is far more complicated than the situation Tang Hao faced.

Even if he chooses to believe for a time, how long can that belief last?

Every time someone mentions "whether Yu Xiaogang's martial soul is a mutation of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex" during a clan meeting, and every time someone brings up Luo Sanpao's adorable appearance as a topic of conversation, it reopens a wound in his heart.

The master was completely stunned.

He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but the words stuck in his throat; he had never thought of it that way before.

He remembered when he was a child, his father would lift him up above his head with a smile, and his mother would stand beside them watching. The sunlight was warm back then.

All the changes happened after his martial spirit awakened.

From the moment he awakened Luo Sanpao's powers, his father's smile never appeared again.

He originally thought it was disappointment, a disdain for his lack of talent, but he never imagined it would be something else entirely.

He stood there, feeling his knees slowly lose strength. First, his knees hit the ground, and then he sat down on the ground.

He leaned against the table leg, his gaze fixed on his outstretched hands, remaining motionless for a long time.

He looked at the back of his hand and suddenly remembered a detail: when he was a child, if he fell down, his father would always help him up, pat the dust off his knees, and tell him not to be afraid. But after he awakened his martial spirit, every time he fell down, he was only met with his father's scolding.

The room remained quiet for a long time, long enough for Su Yuntao to have drunk half of the teapot.

The master finally stirred; he slowly sat up straight, his voice trembling slightly, a tremor he himself was unaware of:

"I can prove that I am my father's biological son. The martial soul fusion skill that I have with Flander and Liu Erlong is called 'Golden Sacred Dragon'. That form has the bloodline characteristics of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex. If I can use it in front of my father, he can confirm that my martial soul is indeed mutated from the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex."

Su Yuntao, holding his teacup, showed no change in expression and asked in a calm tone:

"Then tell me, what is Liu Erlong's identity? How can you be sure that your Golden Sacred Dragon is because of you, and not because of her?"

The master opened his mouth as if to answer, but then stopped himself from speaking.

He lowered his head, remained silent for a long while before speaking, his voice much softer than before:

"Liu Erlong's martial soul... is a fire dragon, and she also has the bloodline of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex."

After he finished speaking, he seemed to have lost all his strength, leaning against the table leg with his gaze fixed on the empty space in front of him, his eyes lifeless.

He suddenly realized that all his proud research achievements and the academic research he had spent half his life writing were, in those people's eyes, no more important than the meaning represented by a martial spirit.

He wanted to gain his family's approval through success and fame, but he never expected that the reason he was not recognized from beginning to end was not because of his ability, but because his very existence was doubted.

He looked down at the back of his hand, his voice hoarse: "Is there really no other way?"

Su Yuntao put down his teacup, remained silent for a moment, and then slowly said, "Actually, it's not entirely impossible."

The master suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashing with an almost frightening light. He stood up, bracing himself against the edge of the table, and strode quickly to Su Yuntao, his voice trembling with urgency:

"Viscount Su, do you have a solution?"

Su Yuntao gestured for him to sit down first, and after he was settled, he said slowly:

"Master, you must be quite knowledgeable about martial soul mutation, right?"

The master nodded, his tone tinged with bitterness:

"Because I myself possess a mutated martial soul, I have studied the direction of martial soul mutation the most deeply among all the research on martial soul theories. But unfortunately, I have never found the reason why my own martial soul cultivation is restricted."

Su Yuntao said:

"Have you ever considered that your martial soul, Luo Sanpao, is essentially a benign mutation that is 'stuck'? The reason you can't break through level 30 is because this mutation was only half completed and not fully finished. That's why this martial soul with unlimited potential appears as a useless martial soul in its outward form, blocking your cultivation path."

The master's eyes lit up, and his voice carried a clear urgency:

"You think so too?"

He had indeed thought about it, but because he had never found a solution, he never mentioned this conjecture to anyone.

"Do you think there's a solution?"

Su Yuntao:

"The benign mutation stopped halfway through, most likely because some unforeseen event caused the mutation to be interrupted. In that case, we need to complete the mutation. In this regard, some specific medicinal herbs might be effective. Once your martial soul's transformation is complete, its potential will be..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but the master already understood what he meant.

He sat in the chair, his chest heaving a few times, as if he had been holding his breath for a long time and was finally able to exhale.

He looked up at Su Yuntao, his voice carrying an unprecedented solemnity:

"Viscount Su, if the path you've suggested works, then feel free to give any orders in the future."

Su Yuntao waved his hand:

"Don't thank me yet. It's not certain whether we can find the right herb. First, organize the useful clues, and I'll keep an eye out for them when I get back."

He stood up and brushed off non-existent dust from the hem of his clothes:

"It's getting late, let's get some rest."

After he finished speaking, he turned around, pushed open the door, and walked out, gently closing the door behind him.