Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

"Regardless of the martial soul, I just hope to have some soul power..."

As they walked, the thought resurfaced in Wang Teng's mind.

He shook his head, as if trying to temporarily put aside this heavy yet fervent expectation.

Then, Wang Teng lifted his foot and continued walking forward.

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Chapter 2 The Deal with Tang San

Ahead, the trees gradually thinned out, and the bright sunlight poured down without any obstruction.

Wang Teng quickened his pace and emerged from the stuffy, dense forest in just a few steps.

A sense of sudden enlightenment washed over me.

He stopped and squinted to adjust to the somewhat glaring midday sun.

Why are you so slow today?

"And you're all alone?"

"Where is Uncle Wang?"

A slightly cool voice came from the left, the tone still childlike, but the voice was calm beyond its years.

Wang Teng turned his head to the left upon hearing the sound.

Not far away, on that smooth boulder, a boy was sitting cross-legged in a peculiar posture.

The boy's palms and soles are facing upwards, which is the so-called "five hearts facing the sky".

The boy was a head shorter than Wang Teng, wearing patched gray clothes, with short, shiny black hair and sun-tanned skin. He was rather thin, but his eyes were exceptionally bright and spirited, and he exuded a calmness that did not match his age.

The boy in front of them was Tang San.

"Hey, mistress, you haven't gone back yet?"

Wang Teng smiled and walked over.

“My father went to Nottingham today, so I was the only one collecting the traps, which is why I was delayed.”

"I thought you would have been home cooking by now."

Tang San's gaze swept past Wang Teng and landed on the bamboo basket behind him. Without exchanging pleasantries, he asked directly, "Have you found what I asked for today?"

“Found them. I’ve collected all the herbs you wanted, as well as the two less toxic poisonous herbs. Take a look at their quality.”

As Wang Teng spoke, he put down the basket on his back.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Teng carefully took out a small package wrapped in burlap from the top layer.

Untie the straw rope tied to the small bag, and you'll find more than a dozen plants of various shapes and sizes inside.

These plants are very fresh, clearly freshly picked, some still covered in damp soil.

Tang San leaped lightly off the boulder and walked over, his brows furrowing slightly as usual.

He took the cloth bag and picked up the herbs one by one.

Tang San skillfully shook off the soil from the roots of the herbs and carefully checked the integrity of the leaves and stems.

"I've told you many times, you can't be so careless when picking herbs."

Tang San's voice carried a slight reproach.

“Damaged roots or broken leaves will cause the medicine to lose its efficacy.”

"If this happens again next time, the medicine will be less effective, and don't blame me for not giving you enough of it."

After Tang San finished inspecting the herbs, he rewrapped them and put them in his pocket.

"Here, this is the anesthetic I promised to prepare for you."

"I've slightly adjusted the formula for this anesthetic. It's more economical to use, yet it's 30% more potent than the one I gave you the time before last."

"It should be sufficient to deal with ordinary large beasts."

As he spoke, Tang San took a small gray cloth bag, about the size of a palm, from his waist and casually tossed it to Wang Teng.

Wang Teng quickly caught it; it felt slightly heavy in his hand.

He dared not be careless and carefully placed the medicine packet in the inner compartment of the basket.

This thing is an important tool for hunters, as it can greatly reduce the risks of hunting and increase the success rate.

"Sigh, we also want to be more selective in our harvesting."

Wang Teng spread his hands, his tone helpless, and explained, "But my family are hunters, not professional herb gatherers. We only recognize the most common herbs, so our techniques are definitely not that sophisticated."

"It's good enough if it can be used as is."

At this point, Wang Teng paused, as if suddenly remembering something, and his tone became more casual before continuing, "By the way, Tang San, the blood-tonifying formula you gave me last time, my father cooked it and drank it, and it seems to have some effect; he seems to have more energy when he's working."

"He asked me to ask you if you have any similar remedies at home that can help regulate the body or strengthen muscles and bones?"

“We can trade you something—wild game, furs, or…”

"If you need any remote or poisonous herbs, we'll keep an eye out for them when we go into the mountains."

Upon hearing this, Tang San looked up at Wang Teng.

"It's good that the prescription from last time worked."

"However, I don't have any other prescriptions."

"That formula for replenishing qi and blood is something passed down in my family, and I haven't even dared to mention it to my dad."

"Take it and use it, but remember not to tell anyone, and especially don't tell my dad about it, understand?"

Although Tang San's tone was calm, it carried an unquestionable demand.

"Don't worry, I know the rules."

"Our deal won't reach Uncle Tang's ears."

Wang Teng nodded readily and agreed.

"Ah."

Tang San seemed satisfied and tucked the wrapped herbs under his arm.

"Today's transaction is settled, I'll be going now."

After saying that, Tang San didn't wait for Wang Teng's response. He turned around and started jogging towards the direction of Holy Soul Village.

His steps were light and swift, clearly not the speed of an ordinary person.

Soon, Tang San's figure disappeared at the bend in the path at the edge of the forest.

Wang Teng stood still, gazing in the direction where Tang San had disappeared.

Wang Teng was a little disappointed that he hadn't been able to exchange for any other prescriptions from Tang San, but having one was enough.

As for whether Tang San really has other prescriptions, Wang Teng believes he does.

After all, Tang San came from the Tang Clan. Although the Tang Clan is known for its poisons and hidden weapons, it should also have plenty of common health-strengthening prescriptions.

After a long while, Wang Teng finally looked away, a subtle, enigmatic smile playing on his lips.

"Ghostly Shadow Steps?"

"Aren't you afraid Tang Hao will find out if you use it so openly?"

"With this kind of performance, you dare to call yourself a disciple of the Tang Clan?"

"Tang San... Tang Hao..."

Wang Teng was deep in thought, as if he were chewing over the two names.

"This father and son are really interesting."

In Wang Teng's view, Tang Hao must have noticed Tang San's abnormality long ago.

Even if a Title Douluo is depressed and drunk all day long, his perception is far beyond that of an ordinary person.

Tang San's precocious intelligence and self-discipline since childhood, as well as his strange actions and words, could not possibly have escaped Tang Hao's notice.

Moreover, Tang San's mother, Ah Yin, was not human, but a 100,000-year-old soul beast in human form.

On the Douluo Continent, there are precedents of soul beasts and humans combining.

For example, wolf bandits are creatures born from the union of soul beasts and humans.

As a core disciple of the Clear Sky Sect, Tang Hao should know these things.

Therefore, Wang Teng did not believe that Tang Hao had no worries after Ah Yin gave birth to Tang San.

He worried that his son might become a wolf-like thief.

It would be illogical for Tang Hao not to feel doubt and chill in the face of a son who is strange in every way.

Wang Teng even speculated that Tang Hao probably didn't have much deep father-son affection for Tang San for a long time.

More than anything, it's a complex observation, and a deep-seated pain stemming from Ah Yin.

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Tang Hao's complex feelings towards Tang San should have been fully realized on the day his martial soul awakened.

Tang San revealed his talent for having twin martial souls, especially with the appearance of the Clear Sky Hammer, which represents the direct lineage of the Clear Sky Sect. Only then did Tang Hao truly see a glimmer of hope—the hope of revenge against the Spirit Hall.

It was only from that time that he began to try to play the role of a "father".

Although Tang Hao began to play the role of a father, in retrospect, the actual time that Tang San and Tang Hao, father and son, spent together was actually pitifully short.

More often than not, it was Tang Hao's unilateral arrangement and Tang San's obedience.

Tang Hao's seemingly harsh upbringing was less about fatherly love and more about forging a long-awaited weapon for revenge.

To call the relationship between the two of them a normal father-son relationship is rather a stretch.

"These two, none of them have pure intentions."