Douluo: As a Healer, It's Perfectly Reasonable to Carry a Sniper Rifle

He really was no match for Tang Hao.

That was what Luo Hao thought to himself.

Before he knew it, he had returned home.

Old Jack had three grandsons.

The eldest was twelve and had a Waste Martial Soul.

The second was ten and had a Waste Martial Soul.

The youngest was Luo Hao.

Not yet six years old, he had yet to awaken his Martial Soul.

The three of them were the village troublemakers.

They never did anything decent.

This gave Old Jack quite the headache.

"Grandpa, I'm back~"

As soon as Luo Hao got home, he shouted into the house.

"You little brat, you still know how to come home!"

An exasperated voice quickly came from inside.

"Look at you!"

"How many times have I told you? Stay out of trouble, stay out of trouble, but you just won't listen!"

"You're trying to anger me to death!"

An elderly man in his sixties hurried out of the house. He wore neat, clean clothes, and his hair was combed without a strand out of place. He looked energetic and sharp, without the slightest trace of an old man's decline.

He was Old Jack.

And Luo Hao's grandfather.

But at that moment, Old Jack's usual composure had vanished completely.

In its place

was an expression of utter exasperation.

The moment Old Jack came out, he pointed at Luo Hao and gave him a furious scolding:

"Luo Hao, can't you settle down for once?!"

"Old Five's family only has that one precious son."

"Why are you always picking on him and beating him up?!"

At this point, Old Jack wore an expression of disappointment and said:

"And you specifically aimed for his face. You really are—"

"Ah..."

By the end, Old Jack could not continue.

All he could do was let out a helpless sigh.

After all, Luo Hao was his grandson.

Luo Hao's parents had died years ago.

Old Jack had raised him with his own hands.

Though Old Jack was angry with him on the surface, he still doted on Luo Hao deeply in his heart.

"I-I'm sorry, Grandpa."

"I know I was wrong."

"Next time I beat up Five Fatty, I definitely won't hit his face!"

Luo Hao nodded solemnly.

"Ah, good chi— You brat, I..."

Old Jack had been quite pleased when he saw Luo Hao apologize.

But upon hearing the rest of his words, a surge of anger immediately rose in his chest, nearly choking him to death.

"Ah, what sin did I commit~"

"Look at Tang San from Tang Hao's family—he's so sensible."

"Now look at you."

Old Jack was truly speechless.

But there was nothing he could do about his precious grandson.

"By the way, Grandpa, I'm almost six. When are you taking me to awaken my martial soul~?"

Luo Hao hurriedly changed the subject and asked.

"Hey! You brat never does anything decent, and you still want me to take you to awaken your martial soul?"

Old Jack burst out laughing the moment he heard that.

He truly hadn't expected it.

This kid might look unreliable, but his information was surprisingly well-informed.

"Hehe, Grandpa, what are you saying? Do I look like that kind of person?"

Luo Hao scratched his head and laughed awkwardly.

"Fine, fine. Four days from now, an official from the Nuoding City Martial Soul Branch will personally come to help the children of our village awaken their martial souls."

At this point, Old Jack's expression immediately turned serious as he said in a deep voice:

"And the one coming this time is a Soul Grandmaster-level soul master. You must take this seriously. Under no circumstances are you to be disrespectful to him!"

"Got it, Grandpa. I know where to draw the line." Luo Hao smiled.

But inwardly, he found it rather amusing.

The one coming this time should be Su Yuntao, the man known as the "Blind Douluo."

"Tang Hao the blacksmith, Su Yuntao the unbreakable."

Luo Hao hadn't expected it.

He would get to meet that legendary figure so soon.

He was really looking forward to it~

The next day.

Early in the morning, the sky outside was still pitch-black.

Luo Hao got up early.

After getting dressed, he headed out.

He ran toward the village entrance.

He wanted to intercept Tang San there.

There were still three days before the awakening ceremony.

Luo Hao had to obtain the system mission reward before then.

He didn't really need skill points.

After all, there would be plenty of opportunities in the future.

But the reward of "modifying a martial soul once"...

It greatly tempted Luo Hao.

If nothing unexpected happened...

The martial soul of this body...

Would definitely be a Waste Martial Soul.

So he was determined to get that martial soul modification reward!

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Before dawn.

Tang San had already gotten up.

It was a good habit he had cultivated.

More importantly...

He needed the first strand of purple qi at dawn to cultivate his Purple Demon Eye.

If his timing was correct...

He could reach that small hill half an hour before the purple qi appeared.

But the instant Tang San stepped out of the village...

He immediately sensed someone watching him from the shadows.

"Who's there!"

"Come out!"

Tang San's eyes narrowed.

He abruptly turned to look toward a spot behind him.

At this hour, the view was very dim.

But for Tang San, who possessed the Purple Demon Eye, it was no problem at all.

"Hehehe, Brother Tang, don't be nervous. It's me~"

Luo Hao said with a chuckle.

"Luo Hao, why is it you?!"