Tang San's Memories

Lin Hai watched her retreating figure, shaking his head with considerable regret. As it turned out, his earlier judgment was correct. After last night's "diligent instruction," the refining progress of the Mercy Sword within his body had indeed increased significantly.

He had wanted to try again to see if quantitative change could lead to further quantitative change, but unfortunately...

That night, Liu Erlong turned into a workaholic, voluntarily staying at the Academic Affairs Office to work overtime and handle the backlog of college affairs.

Lin Hai quietly arrived outside Tang San's dormitory.

He first carefully concealed himself. Then, he released his Spiritual Power to carefully sense that Tang San inside the room had fallen asleep before activating [Dream Weaver] to capture and sort through the fragments of Tang San's hidden memories.

Facing Tang San, he certainly couldn't be as casual as he had been with Zhu Zhuyun. Better safe than sorry; what if Tang San had some ulterior motives?

Long-forgotten memories, like shattered paintings, slowly unfolded before Lin Hai's eyes—

An antique-style building stands amidst green hills and clear waters.

Outside the building, a young man in his early twenties with a stubborn look on his face was kneeling upright in front of the cold stone steps.

Before him stood an elderly man with white hair and beard, dressed in a loose white robe. The man's expression was solemn, exuding an undeniable air of authority.

"Tang San, your talent surpasses all your peers. Over the years, although you have been in the outer sect, you have made many contributions to the sect, and the sect remembers all of this." The old man's voice was calm but indifferent, revealing little emotion.

"Whatever you ask for this time, whether it be gold, silver, or other material possessions, the sect can grant it to you. However, inner sect techniques Hidden Weapon cannot be taught to anyone but a direct descendant of the Tang Family. This is the legacy of our patriarch, and it cannot be changed!"

No changes allowed!

These four words struck the kneeling youth's heart like Qian Jun hammer.

He abruptly raised his head, his eyes filled with a longing that had been suppressed for years, and a deep-seated resentment that could no longer be concealed. It surged forth like a flood breaking through a dam, almost blurting out, his voice trembling slightly:

"Elder! Although I am not a direct descendant of the Tang Sect, I have regarded the Tang Sect as my home since the day I stepped into the sect! Over the years, everything I have thought, wished, and done has been for the glory of the Tang Sect! Heaven and earth can bear witness to this! Why... why are you turning me away just because of my lineage?!"

"I have already said, this is an ancestral precept!" The old man's tone became more forceful, carrying an unyielding resolve that brooked no argument.

"Ancestral teachings... disciple... understands!" The kneeling youth finally seemed to have all his strength drained away, and lowered his head deeply. In the eyes hidden in the shadows, however, burned a strong sense of unwillingness and a trace of... gradually growing madness.

The following fragments of memory became rapid and disjointed—

It was Tang San who, under the cover of night, secretly infiltrated the inner sect's most important area and successfully stole the "Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record"...

After obtaining the secret manual, he devoted himself to practicing the various unique skills recorded within, almost to the point of madness, and studied and crafted those ingenious and vicious Hidden Weapon day and night...

The final shot is taken at a precipitous cliff called "Ghost Worrier Cliff".

After his clothes ripped off, a smile of despair, relief, and a hint of pleasure crossed his face as he addressed the Tang Sect elders. "I came naked, and I will leave naked..."

As he leaped off that bottomless cliff, his body plummeting rapidly, just moments before he hit the ground and shattered into pieces—

Lin Hai keenly caught a fleeting, extremely strange crimson light that vanished in an incredibly brief moment!

Then, his memory went dark. When he "awakened" again, Tang San had arrived at Sacred Soul Village, transformed into an infant.

He has no memory of being born, nor of Tang Hao's battle against the Spirit Hall.

' Tang San, Tang San, do you dare say you didn't possess someone else'?! Wait a minute... my situation seems to be about the same as his... but it seems no one will come after me about this!' He quickly put this thought out of his mind.

Over the next few days, Lin Hai meticulously recorded everything Tang San had learned.

At the same time, detailed drawings were made of every component of several low-level Hidden Weapon, such as the Godly Zhuge Crossbow, including the precise specifications, complex internal mechanisms, and complete assembly flowcharts.

After that, he found a blacksmith shop in Heaven Dou City with a good reputation and excellent skills.

After confirming that the blacksmith shop had no connection with the Strength Clan, they were given the task of forging parts for several low-level Hidden Weapon.

Because the blacksmith shop already had many orders to rush to complete, Lin Hai paid double the price as a cut-off fee in order to get the finished products as soon as possible.

Several days later, everything was ready. Lin Hai followed Ning Rongrong to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect as promised.

Rather than calling it a sect, it's more like a bustling little town built against the mountain and heavily guarded.

Ning Rongrong affectionately hugged Lin Hai's arm, introducing him to the various landscapes, important buildings, and interesting places within the sect, without any reservations or wariness in her words.

Lin Hai even felt that even without using his Spiritual Power to deliberately investigate, as long as he stayed here peacefully for a few days and accompanied her around every day, he could figure out most of the defensive deployments within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

The two walked and stopped frequently, eventually arriving at a palatial building that was luxuriously decorated yet elegant.

This is the council hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School, which is also Ning Fengzhi's usual place for receiving guests.

Inside the main hall, Ning Fengzhi and the two Titled Douluo, Jian and Gu, had already received a report from the gatekeeper disciples that Lin Hai had arrived at the sect.

However, when they heard that their Little Witch was enthusiastically showing Lin Hai around the sect, they didn't immediately send anyone to disturb them, but patiently waited in the main hall.

After returning to the sect from the Shrek Academy that day, Ning Fengzhi focused on asking Ning Rongrong about all aspects of Lin Hai's situation.

From her daughter's narration, which was filled with obvious admiration, and from certain subtle clues she inadvertently revealed, the meticulous and shrewd Ning Fengzhi had already gained a general understanding of Lin Hai.

At seventeen years old, his strength is at least at the Soul Saint level, his Martial Soul is extremely special, and his true combat power far exceeds that of others of the same level.

Because of a prior agreement with Lin Hai, Ning Rongrong did not reveal anything about the Meditation Method and the Spirit Ring Pill to Ning Fengzhi.

But no one knows a daughter better than her father.

Ning Fengzhi sensed that his daughter was hiding something from him, and he also roughly guessed that it was probably due to some agreement between her and Lin Hai.

Far from being annoyed, he felt somewhat gratified. A person without integrity cannot stand; keeping promises and being trustworthy are extremely precious qualities.