Digging a Pit for Tang San and Letting Him Jump In Himself!

Tang San returned to his room and discovered in horror—

The originally balanced and peaceful Inner Force of the Mysterious Heaven Skill had been tinged with a yang attribute by the supreme hardness and supreme yang of the Nine Yang Divine Skill.

It was like pouring stimulants into clear water—the entire vat of water had become "impure."

If he wanted to switch to cultivating the Nine Yang Divine Skill, that would be fine.

He could simply continue cultivating it.

But—

How could Tang San possibly cultivate this incomplete Nine Yang Divine Skill?

He tried circulating the Mysterious Heaven Skill, intending to assimilate the Nine Yang Divine Skill's Inner Force.

But the quality of the Nine Yang Divine Skill's Inner Force far surpassed that of the Mysterious Heaven Skill!

It was like trying to dilute ink with water. Wouldn't that only make it murkier the more he stirred?

Helplessly,

Tang San could only painstakingly and slowly pick out the Nine Yang Divine Skill's Inner Force bit by bit.

Then completely sever it.

He preserved the purity of his Mysterious Heaven Skill's Inner Force by essentially cutting off one of his own arms.

This time,

He had tried to steal a chicken, only to lose the rice used to bait it!

The host caused Tang San's cultivation to regress and seized a small amount of Tang San's Luck!

Reward: "Level +1"!

The Nine Yang Divine Skill's Inner Force rose by a small amount, bringing him to level 25.

Tang Lan saw this and curled his lips slightly.

Even Tang God King couldn't manage it? The Mysterious Heaven Skill's Inner Force was this weak?

"Lan'er." Tang Hao warned, "Unless it is a matter of life and death, you must never use that hammer Martial Soul!"

"And before receiving my permission, you are not allowed to attach any Soul Rings to that hammer Martial Soul."

"Do you understand?"

Tang Lan nodded knowingly.

Tang Hao did not need to tell him the former.

Before he had grown strong enough, the identity of the Clear Sky Sect would bring nothing but trouble most of the time.

The latter was even easier to understand.

With Twin Martial Souls, attaching too many Soul Rings too early could easily cause one's body to explode.

And once his level was high enough, the Clear Sky Hammer's First Soul Ring could start at fifty or sixty thousand years.

Perhaps even—

A full set of Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones was not impossible!

The Nine Yang Divine Skill cultivated automatically, but Tang Lan did not idle around either—when the king of cheats met the king of hard work, he would rule the God Realm!

If he did not need to train his internal arts, then he could train his external arts.

He continued tempering his Indestructible Body.

Using the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer, he forged himself a set of Thousand Refined Steel Weights.

He ran along the route from Holy Soul Village to the waterfall to the Blue Silver King more than a dozen times every day.

With the Nine Yang Divine Skill protecting his body and the Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone as a safety net,

He was not afraid of overexerting himself at all. He simply trained himself to the brink of death.

His Soul Ring Age increased by another 300 years.

Whenever he had time, he also practiced the inheritance left behind by the Blue Silver King, making the Life Spirit Blue Silver Emperor move as easily as his own limbs.

His life was quite fulfilling.

Tang Hao spent most of his time cultivating the Nine Yang Divine Skill.

His injuries were far too severe, and they had been left untreated for six years.

Recovering would be a massive undertaking.

Occasionally, when he emerged from cultivation,

He would teach Tang Lan techniques for exerting force, or even spar with him to enrich his Actual Combat experience.

His soul power rose by another level.

As for Tang San—

He remained cooped up at home forging iron and learning the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer.

Taking advantage of the times when the other two were out, he made quite a few components for hidden weapons.

But he never assembled or used them in front of the two of them.

He was stingy to the extreme.

Tang Lan did not expose him either.

He was holding back a big move!

Finally,

Tang San came to ask where he had gone during those ten days and why he had changed so much.

Tang Lan did not hide anything.

He told him everything about his "fortuitous encounter" during those ten days, successfully piquing Tang San's interest.

"Brother, can you take me there to try?" Tang San asked expectantly. "Our Martial Souls are similar. Maybe mine can evolve too?"

Tang Lan laughed inwardly. The little brat had taken the bait after all!

But outwardly, he swung his hammer into Tang San's shoulder!

Good heavens!

The weights on his arms alone weighed over a hundred jin.

The blow made Tang San bare his teeth in pain!

"That's right! Your Martial Soul is similar to mine!" Tang Lan said regretfully. "I've been too busy cultivating these past few days and completely overlooked it. Come on, let's go!"

He took Tang San and ran outside.

Inside the room,

Tang Hao, who had been cultivating, opened his eyes and glanced outside.

Tang Lan, as the older brother, took good care of his younger brother.

He was very relieved.

It was just a pity—

He closed his eyes again and continued cultivating.

Tang Lan was already a Soul Grandmaster. Not only had he awakened the Blue Silver Emperor, but he also possessed an Origin Soul Ring.

He had also mastered three moves of the Clear Sky Ultimate Art.

He could hammer any Soul Beast below a thousand years into submission.

In the wilderness around this ordinary little village, he could walk sideways if he wanted.

At the village entrance,

Tang Lan and Tang San ran into Old Jack, who was basking in the sun.

"Xiao Lan, out training again?"

Old Jack smiled warmly—

"Little San is here too."

"Good."

"Don't stay cooped up at home forging iron all the time. You're still growing, so that's not good."

Tang San responded with a smile on the surface, but his eyes repeatedly flicked toward Tang Lan.

Urging him to leave quickly.

Tang Lan was in no hurry. The crucial conversation had not been triggered yet.

"Grandpa Jack, you're up early too."

Tang Lan grinned foolishly—

"By the way, how did the matter I asked you about before turn out?"

"How to break through the bottleneck at level ten soul power?"

At the side,

Tang San, whose Mysterious Heaven Skill had been stuck for half a year, immediately stopped being in such a hurry to leave.

Tang Lan watched him and smiled inwardly.

The fish was about to take the bait!

"This old man really did find out."

Old Jack said proudly—

"This old man made a special trip to Spirit Hall and asked Lord Su Yuntao."

"It's actually quite simple. As long as you absorb a Soul Ring, you will naturally break through the level ten bottleneck."

Tang San's eyes lit up at once!

He asked eagerly, "Then what is a Soul Ring? Where can we obtain one?"

Seeing Tang San like this, Old Jack smiled indulgently.

"Little San, you have Innate Full Soul Power. Xiao Lan must have asked about this for your sake."

Tang Lan chuckled.

When he had tested his soul power back then, he had added a bit of Inner Force, resulting in Innate Soul Power at level 3.

After all,

A useless Martial Soul with Innate Full Soul Power would make ignorant people sigh in regret.

But if there were two of them,

They would most likely report it and investigate whether some Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures had appeared in this area.

That would affect his later plans to absorb Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones.

Seeing this, Tang San looked at Tang Lan gratefully.

His big brother was still the best. He knew how to think for his little brother!

"Grandpa Jack, stop keeping us in suspense." Tang Lan urged. "Little Sanzi is getting impatient. How exactly do you obtain a Soul Ring?"

Old Jack laughed heartily and simply gave them the answer.

"As long as you kill a Soul Beast that is more than ten years old, a Soul Ring will appear."

"Once you absorb it, you can break through the bottleneck!"

Tang San wore an expression of utter disbelief!

He had thought that Soul Rings were something like Herbal Medicine or spiritual pills.

But it turned out he had to kill Soul Beasts?

Who could have guessed that?

And then—

"Grandpa Jack, what is a Soul Beast?" Tang Lan asked strangely. "I've killed plenty of wild beasts, but I've never seen any Soul Rings."

Old Jack stroked his beard with a smile. Fortunately, he had asked thoroughly.

"Soul Beasts are like human Soul Masters. They are creatures that possess soul power."

"Wild beasts, birds, and plants can all become Soul Beasts."

"The most important thing is their age—"

Just as Old Jack was about to explain in detail, Tang Lan suddenly cried out—

"That's amazing!"

Completely throwing Old Jack's train of thought into disarray.

Tang Lan took the opportunity to say to Tang San, "Little Sanzi, let's go! Big Brother will take you there first, then we'll hunt Soul Beasts and obtain Soul Rings!"

Sure enough,

Tang Lan's words caught Old Jack's attention, and his brows immediately furrowed!

Hunt Soul Beasts?

Just you two little kids?

He even forgot to continue explaining and scolded them—

"Hunting Soul Beasts is no joke!"

"You two—"

Tang Lan shrank his head.

As if he had been frightened after seeing an elder become angry.

He grabbed Tang San and ran away.

At that speed,

With Old Jack's old arms and legs, all he could do was shout after them—

"Brats, don't go taking risks!"

"Soul Beasts are very dangerous!"

After they had run far away,

Tang Lan finally slowed down and patted his chest in lingering fear.

"Wow! Grandpa Jack was so fierce!"

Tang San nodded in agreement.

This was only the second time he had seen Old Jack this angry—the last time had been when Tang Hao refused to let Tang San attend Soul Master Academy.

He now had a general understanding of just how dangerous Soul Beasts were.

Tang Lan watched from the side, feeling extremely satisfied.

The pit had been dug. Now all that remained was for Tang San to jump into it himself!