It Really Is a Spirit Ring!

"Come on, Little Jiu. Come into the room with me!"

After telling Tang San to guard the door outside, Tang Hao pulled Tang Jiu into the bedroom. Then he said solemnly, "What you said today was right. There are things I can't do because I'm not strong enough, but that doesn't mean they're truly dead ends—things that can never be done!"

"What do you mean, Dad?" Tang Jiu already had a guess.

"For example, I want to make an enemy of a powerful force, avenge Xiao San's mother, or even resurrect her..."

At that point, a fierce fighting spirit burst from Tang Hao's body. His dejected, slovenly appearance vanished completely, replaced by sharp determination!

"Enough, let's not talk about that for now. First, I'll test your martial soul. Actually, neither you nor Xiao San knows this—I'm a soul master too."

Tang Hao gave a self-mocking laugh. Then, one after another, nine spirit rings appeared around his body!

"I am a Titled Douluo!" Tang Hao's gaze was sharp at that moment, his presence incomparably domineering!

Although he had known it all along, Tang Jiu was still shaken by Tang Hao's aura. This man was no longer that old man waiting around in despondency for death, but a peerless powerhouse standing at the pinnacle of this world—the Clear Sky Douluo!

"Come on. Channel your Soul Power. Like throwing something, put your ring martial soul around me!" Tang Hao instructed.

"Okay!" Under Tang Hao's guidance, Tang Jiu placed the ring in his hand around Tang Hao's body. The next moment, among Tang Hao's nine spirit rings, the Yellow Soul Ring with the lightest color suddenly dimmed, even seeming to turn pale.

Tang Hao's body began trembling uncontrollably. He had never been this astonished before. Even when he learned that Ah Yin was Blue Silver Grass, he had not lost his composure like this.

Because Tang Jiu's martial soul really was a spirit ring! It could actually restrain his own spirit rings. Tang Hao tried using his First Spirit Skill and immediately felt an incomparably sluggish sensation. Even his own Soul Power seemed to be restricted.

Restricting spirit rings, restricting spirit skills, restricting Soul Power—Tang Jiu's martial soul was undoubtedly a spirit ring!

"Dad, I can't hold on anymore!" Tang Jiu felt as though he were trying to stop a speeding truck with a rope. His entire body felt like it was about to be smashed apart!

"Take it back, quickly!" After saying that, Tang Hao dismissed his spirit rings, then hugged Tang Jiu again and said excitedly, "I can finally face your parents with a clear conscience! Your martial soul really is a spirit ring!"

"My parents? You know who they are?" Tang Jiu asked.

"I don't know who they were. I don't even know your surname, which is why I had you take mine. Your parents died because of me! Child, if you become a great soul master and want to avenge your parents, I'll tell you what happened back then. If you don't want to bear all this, Xiao San and I will avenge you and make sure you never lack food or clothing for the rest of your life!"

There was a hint of relief in Tang Hao's eyes. The more outstanding Tang Jiu was, the lighter his guilt became.

"Dad, tell me! I think revenge only feels satisfying when you take it yourself!" Tang Jiu grinned. With his talent, who did he have to fear?

My martial soul is a spirit ring!

With such incredible talent, how could he not go out and court death? Otherwise, what would be the point of this talent?

"Back then, Xiao San's mother and I were being hunted by Spirit Hall. She was pregnant with Xiao San and couldn't fight the enemy. We hid in a mountain village, and after Xiao San was born, we hurriedly left. But unexpectedly, Spirit Hall soon came after us. In that battle, I injured the Pope. In his fury, he slaughtered your village. By the time I arrived, I found you alive amid the pile of corpses. Everyone else was dead!"

As Tang Hao spoke of the past, his face was filled with endless hatred. It was in that battle that the woman he loved most died!

It was also that battle that left him burdened by guilt. He had lost all hope and believed there was nothing left for him in this life, which was why he had remained here in despair, preparing to live out his final years. But Tang Jiu's words had reignited his fighting spirit. And after seeing Tang San and Tang Jiu's terrifying talents, he found the resolve to fight Spirit Hall to the bitter end.

If he, Tang Hao, could not do it in this life, then his sons certainly could!

When the day came that a Clear Sky Douluo with nine Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Rings appeared, Spirit Hall would surely be smashed to pieces!

"I will definitely raze Spirit Hall to the ground and kill those bastards from back then!"

Tang Jiu clenched his fists. Those parents he had never met had given him a second life. He had to do something for them, to live up to the debt of flesh and blood that had brought him into this world!

Those trash from Spirit Hall couldn't beat Tang Hao, so they took their anger out on ordinary people. They were utterly vile!

"For now, don't tell Xiao San that I'm a Titled Douluo. And don't rely on me either. A soul master must improve through their own efforts! Only those tempered a thousand times in battle can become true powerhouses!" Tang Hao instructed.

"Don't worry, Dad!" Tang Jiu had no desire to hide beneath Tang Hao's wings. Besides, Tang Hao could barely protect himself. If he appeared openly, the Spirit Hall forces under Qian Daoliu would surely hunt him down without mercy!

The death of the previous Pope was a tangled mess. Naturally, Qian Daoliu could not trouble Bibi Dong over it, since that would only weaken Spirit Hall. He could only place the blame on Tang Hao and the Clear Sky Sect. If Tang Hao had not injured his son, Bibi Dong would not have possessed the strength to kill the Pope at the time.

After Tang Hao brought Tang Jiu out of the room, he became that dejected man again. Tang Jiu could not help secretly complaining that if Tang Hao became a livestreamer, his acting skills would definitely make him wildly popular!

"Xiao San, Little Jiu, the village chief said Holy Spirit Village only has one Work-Study Student slot. That means only one of you can attend Nuoding Academy, while the other must study on his own! Decide for yourselves!"

"I'm the older brother. Give the opportunity to Little Jiu!" Although Tang San dearly wanted to go, he had the Tang Sect's secret arts and felt that studying on his own might not be any worse. Besides, he truly cherished family. He had been an orphan in his previous life. Though Tang Jiu was not his biological younger brother, there was no difference to him!

Tang Hao nodded in satisfaction and rubbed Tang San's head, deeply gratified.

"I'll earn money. I can handle school myself, so give the slot to Third Brother! Also, I want to pay respects to my biological parents." Tang Jiu said.

"Little Jiu! I'm the older brother. It's only right that I take care of you!" Tang San was deeply moved as well. He had not spoiled this little brother for nothing.

"Enough, stop arguing. Xiao San will go to Nuoding Academy, and Little Jiu will figure it out himself! I'll think of a way too!" Tang Hao waved his hand and made the decision.

Then Tang Hao and Tang Jiu stared at Tang San with wide eyes, leaving Tang San completely baffled. "Why are you looking at me?"

"Go cook!" Tang Hao and Tang Jiu said in unison.

"Me?!~~~~"

The emotion Tang San had just felt vanished without a trace. All that nonsense about him being the biological child was an illusion! Reality was still cruel.

"Third Brother, add more rice. Even if we don't have meat, don't be so stingy. At least let everyone eat their fill of plain rice!"

"Little Jiu, if we don't have meat, isn't it because you eat so much? You alone can eat ten days' worth of my food!"

"Third Brother, that's not right. Even if I didn't eat much, our family still couldn't afford meat! What Dad earns in a day isn't enough to buy even a pound of it!"

Tang Hao could no longer keep a straight face. He was probably the poorest Titled Douluo ever, without question!

"Hurry up and eat. Afterward, I'll teach you forging!"