Tang Hao's Shock

At Old Jack's home, Xiao Lin continuously tested the strength of the Imprisoning Dragon Staff.

Not to mention anything else, with Xiao Lin's current abilities, he simply could not damage the Imprisoning Dragon Staff.

The strongest weapon in the house, a Firewood Chopping Knife, could not leave even the slightest mark on the Imprisoning Dragon Staff.

Not only that, Xiao Lin also tested his Silver Iron Fist against the Firewood Chopping Knife.

With Xiao Lin's strength and the fairly sharp Firewood Chopping Knife, it likewise could not harm his right hand.

This made Xiao Lin quite happy.

Leaving aside everything else, the defensive enhancement granted by the Imprisoning Dragon Staff alone gave Xiao Lin the confidence to fight top-tier Beast Souls.

Even Beast Souls that specialized in defense might not be able to directly grant a soul master such terrifying defensive power.

One had to know that before reaching the Soul Saint realm, soul masters with Beast Souls were far stronger than those with Weapon Souls.

Now that Xiao Lin possessed this ability, he could remain powerful from childhood to adulthood, suppressing Beast Soul masters all along the way.

As for the Imprisoning Dragon Staff's soul power consumption, Xiao Lin discovered that unless he used its soul power to defend himself, summoning the Imprisoning Dragon Staff for an entire day and night had no effect at all.

This pleased Xiao Lin even more.

What weapon could give someone a greater sense of security than Xiao Lin's Imprisoning Dragon Staff?

When danger arose, Xiao Lin could skip the step of summoning the Imprisoning Dragon Staff and directly gain extremely high defense.

The only drawback was that after the Imprisoning Dragon Staff granted its defense to Xiao Lin, the time he could summon it shrank to just one minute.

Xiao Lin was quite dissatisfied with this, thinking that it had to be because his soul power was too low.

After experimenting with the Imprisoning Dragon Staff's abilities, Xiao Lin finally began meditating excitedly.

Although he possessed Innate Full Soul Power and meditation would not increase his soul power at present, the soul power accumulated through meditation would not disappear. Once Xiao Lin obtained his First Soul Ring, it would return to his body.

While meditating, Xiao Lin also multitasked three ways.

He held the Imprisoning Dragon Staff and began practicing staff techniques while also considering the direction of its soul rings.

As for staff techniques, Xiao Lin did not actually know much. He had watched plenty of monkey performances as a child, but he did not know the Great Sage's staff techniques.

Xiao Lin only knew that his Imprisoning Dragon Staff would have great need for thrusting and sweeping movements.

For now, Xiao Lin only practiced those two movements, but he had many more options when it came to choosing soul rings.

According to the records of Spirit Hall in Notting City, there were quite a few soul masters who had awakened wooden staffs.

Yet without exception, their First Soul Rings all had effects that increased attack power.

For some reason, the attack power boost from the First Soul Rings of soul masters who used staff-type Martial Souls was extraordinarily impressive.

An ordinary wooden staff could gain a 100% increase in attack power.

If it were an iron staff or an even stronger staff, 150% or 200% was not impossible.

Xiao Lin recalled someone from his past life saying that Li Yusong was actually the strongest Weapon Soul master.

A Dragon Pattern Staff gained a 200% attack power boost from a mere ten-year soul ring.

This shocked Xiao Lin greatly. What if it were his Imprisoning Dragon Staff?

What if it were a near-four-hundred-year-limit soul ring?

Could the Imprisoning Dragon Staff's attack power increase by 300% or even 400%?

That speculation alone made Xiao Lin decide that his First Soul Ring would be one that increased attack power.

Once Xiao Lin became a Soul Saint and activated his Weapon Soul True Body, the power of his First Soul Ring could even double.

Xiao Lin simply did not dare imagine it.

As for what to choose for his other soul rings, Xiao Lin could not make a direct decision yet.

He had read too few books.

By the time he became a Soul Grandmaster, he might have new ideas.

However, Xiao Lin had already made his choice regarding the Imprisoning Dragon Staff's basic attributes.

Much like the Clear Sky Hammer of the Clear Sky Sect, Xiao Lin's choice was to break all techniques with force.

However, Xiao Lin did not want to take strength to an extreme.

Because the strength added in the early stages might not even compare to the strength added by a single soul ring in the later stages.

The knowledge Xiao Lin had learned told him that his best choice was speed, with strength coming second.

Ek=mv.

The Imprisoning Dragon Staff's destructive power was related to its own speed and mass.

Therefore, Xiao Lin needed to increase its mass, but speed was more important, and more important than both of those was the Imprisoning Dragon Staff's hardness.

Only if the Imprisoning Dragon Staff itself was indestructible could it perfectly unleash its destructive power.

Elsewhere, in Tang Hao's home.

Tang San had just returned home.

Tang San opened the door and found Tang Hao still lying drunk on the bed, the entire room reeking of alcohol. He frowned, but he still told his biological father what had happened.

"Dad, I awakened my Martial Soul. It's Blue Silver Grass."

At Tang San's words, Tang Hao's body suddenly trembled, and his eyes instantly cleared somewhat.

"Blue Silver Grass? Blue Silver Grass... just like hers."

After muttering those words twice, Tang Hao's eyes revealed a resolute gleam Tang San had never seen before.

"A worthless Martial Soul... forget it. Little San, don't think about becoming a Soul Master."

There was a trace of pity in Tang Hao's gaze as he looked at Tang San. In the end, he still did not want Tang San to step into the world of Soul Masters.

"A worthless Martial Soul? But Xiao Lin said mine isn't a worthless Martial Soul. He said that since I have Innate Full Soul Power, it can't possibly be worthless. And I have another Martial Soul too."

Tang San cautiously observed Tang Hao in secret. He found that Tang Hao no longer seemed like a drunkard; instead, he carried a bit of the bearing of a Titled Douluo.

"Oh? What could that little brat possibly see? Little San, summon your other Martial Soul and let me have a look."

Tang Hao dismissed Xiao Lin with disdain. He did not believe a tiny village could produce a Hidden Dragon and Crouching Phoenix, but after hearing Tang San say he had another Martial Soul, his dead heart gradually stirred back to life.

Tang Hao stared at Tang San in shock, his eyes fixed tightly on Tang San's left hand.

"Alright."

Tang San did not say much. He merely slowly raised his left hand, and a faint, dim light surged from his palm. Before long, a pitch-black iron hammer half a foot long appeared in Tang San's hand.

"The Clear Sky Hammer... it really is the Clear Sky Hammer! Hahahaha!"

Tang Hao paid no attention to the pallor on Tang San's face. He simply grabbed Tang San's left hand and raised the Clear Sky Hammer.

Looking at the familiar patterns on the Clear Sky Hammer, Tang Hao excitedly pulled Tang San into an embrace. His powerful arms nearly suffocated Tang San.

"Twin Martial Souls... they're actually Twin Martial Souls. As expected of my son."

"Dad, I can't breathe."

Tang San loved the affection of family, but he could not endure it any longer.

"Listen, Little San. In your future, you must use the hammer in your left hand to protect the grass in your right. Forever."

Tang San had never seen such a vivid expression on Tang Hao's face. All manner of complicated emotions continuously crossed his features.

"And don't let anyone know that you have Twin Martial Souls. It's best not to let the Clear Sky Hammer appear before outsiders, either."

Tang Hao thought for a moment before finally saying this.

"Yes, Dad. But Xiao Lin already knows about it. And he said my Blue Silver Grass might be the Blue Silver King or the Blue Silver Emperor."

Tang San shrank back slightly. He had actually wanted to ask about his mother, but intimidated by Tang Hao's presence, he hesitated.

"What?! What did that brat Xiao Lin say?"

Tang Hao was utterly shocked, and the changes in his expression were no less dramatic than before.

He had never expected that this tiny Holy Soul Village would truly produce a Hidden Dragon and Crouching Phoenix.

"He... what did he say?"

Hearing those incomparably familiar names, Tang Hao showed not the slightest doubt. Right now, he desperately wanted to know what Xiao Lin had said.