Tang San, Your Blue Silver Grass Grows Well, Let Me Give It Some Farm Fertilizer

Tang San thought and thought, but couldn't understand how the son of a Titled Douluo could have almost died while hunting for his first Soul Ring. If he told anyone about this, they'd most likely think he was an idiot.

"Impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

"My dad is just a blacksmith, how could he be a Titled Douluo? Dean, please stop joking with me. If you're unwilling to go with me to save Xiao Wu, then I'll go myself!"

Tang San stood up, ready to rush off and save Xiao Wu regardless of his own strength.

As soon as he stood up, Flender slapped him down. "Tang San, I'm not lying!"

"Your father is indeed the Clear Sky Douluo, a Titled Douluo with the best Soul Ring configuration: two Yellow, two Purple, four Black, and one Red."

Tang San struggled to get up. "Dean! Please stop deceiving me! My father can't even take care of himself. I've been doing his laundry and cooking since I was three. How could he be a Titled Douluo? What kind of Titled Douluo is like that! A Titled Douluo like that..."

Tang San was about to say that he was just a useless piece of trash, but then he remembered that this piece of trash was his own father, so he quietly shut his mouth and didn't finish the sentence.

"Tang San, I know it's hard for you to believe, but right now, only your father, that Titled Douluo, can save Xiao Wu and the others. According to Old Zhao, if it really came to a fight, I'm afraid I wouldn't be his opponent either. His five Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings might be real, and the only explanation for having five Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings is that he has Twin Martial Souls, which means he has five or more unknown Soul Skills. Someone with so many Soul Skills, neither I nor Old Zhao can defeat," Flender said earnestly.

Listening to Flender's explanation, Tang San's face turned pale. He thought that even Flender, a Soul Sage whose strength surpassed Zhao Wuji's, couldn't defeat Lin Feng, and he felt a sense of despair and powerlessness.

"Dean, Teacher Zhao, can Xiao Wu really not be saved?" Tang San asked with red eyes.

Flender shook his head. "We can only ask the Clear Sky Douluo for help. There is no other way. Tang San, do you know where your father is?"

"How would I..." Tang San was about to shake his head and say 'how could I possibly know,' but then he remembered Holy Spirit Village. "Dean, Teacher Zhao, I know a place where my father might be."

In a cave near Holy Spirit Village, Tang Hao looked at the Blue Silver Grass in front of him and took a mouthful of wine. The spiciness of the strong liquor burned his throat, providing a strong stimulation while numbing his nerves.

"Ah Yin, Xiao San has grown well over the years. Although I don't know where his abilities came from, perhaps our revenge can be achieved in the future."

Leaning against the Blue Silver Grass, Tang Hao caressed a jade box. Inside the jade box was the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone of the Blue Silver Emperor, Ah Yin, for her right leg.

The skill of that Soul Bone was flight and healing. It was originally a skill that the Blue Silver Emperor, Ah Yin, had intended for him to use to heal Tang Hao's injuries after he used Exploding Ring. However, Tang Hao had not absorbed that Soul Bone.

Tang Hao had long given up on himself, but the last bit of responsibility and hope he still had left this Soul Bone behind.

Especially when Tang San awakened his Twin Martial Souls, the Blue Silver Grass and the Clear Sky Hammer, he felt that perhaps he could get revenge and decided to leave this Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone with healing abilities for Tang San.

Even though he sensed something was wrong with Tang San, whether it was his external training or the Hidden Weapon techniques he learned from who knows where, none of it seemed like the behavior of a normal child.

But Tang San's existence was for future revenge. Tang Hao didn't care how his child was, as long as he could get revenge on the Martial Soul Hall.

The moment Tang San awakened the Blue Silver Grass, Tang Hao had decided to absorb the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone himself and abandon Tang San. But who could have known that Tang San would awaken Twin Martial Souls?

Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was irrelevant, but Tang San with Twin Martial Souls was his most proud son.

The previous training and the Hidden Weapon techniques from who knows where were no longer important. Twin Martial Souls offered a greater possibility of revenge than he did. Therefore, even though Tang Hao was seriously injured, he still did not choose to absorb this Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone that could quickly heal him.

As the Clear Sky Douluo, a twin star of the Clear Sky Sect, once the continent's number one sect, his understanding of Martial Souls far surpassed Master's.

Master had to guess and ask to understand Twin Martial Souls, but as the former quasi-young master of the Clear Sky Sect, he knew some secrets of the Martial Soul Hall to a certain extent.

He knew that Twin Martial Souls required Soul Bones to prevent the body from exploding. Therefore, this Soul Bone could only be left to Tang San. Even if Tang San acted like an old demon who had been possessed, fathers in the novels written by the third young master mostly only cared about their children's talent. As for what happened to the child, it wasn't important.

Twin Martial Souls, Martial Souls unrelated to the White Tiger like eyes and scorpions could also be his son. His mother would be the only woman he ever loved. As for eyes with Level 1 Soul Power and Blue Silver Grass with Innate Full Soul Power, who cared about that.

"Ah Yin, do you know that Xiao San could actually spar with Zhao Wuji, a Seven-Ring Soul Sage, with only Level 29 Soul Power? I really don't know where his talent comes from, or if it's a skill that Blue Silver Grass possesses."

Tang Hao was numbing himself. For the sake of revenge, he ignored the inconsistencies and mentally rationalized them. However, whether it was because the Blue Silver Grass had consciousness or because the wind happened to blow through the cave, the leaves of the Blue Silver Grass touched Tang Hao.

The slightly cool touch made Tang Hao sober up a little from his wine. Immediately, he realized that someone seemed to be coming outside the cave.

After sensing their auras, he found that the three auras belonged to Tang San, Flender, and Zhao Wuji.

"Why is it them? What are they doing here?"

After a moment of hesitation, Tang Hao chose to conceal his aura. He wasn't ready to tell Tang San that he was a Titled Douluo yet, as it might scare away Xiao Wu who was by Tang San's side. Therefore, Tang Hao hid himself.

After he hid, Tang San, Flender, and Zhao Wuji walked into the cave.

In this cave, the three of them immediately saw the Blue Silver Emperor, which was much more robust than ordinary Blue Silver Grass.

Seeing the extremely lush Blue Silver Grass, Tang San couldn't help but walk forward and gently stroke the giant Blue Silver Grass. Immediately, a gentle feeling spread throughout Tang San's body, making him feel very close to it.

"Tang San, is this the Blue Silver Grass your family raised?" Zhao Wuji asked, seeing Tang San's closeness to the Blue Silver Emperor.

"Perhaps. I haven't seen Dad raise it, but I feel very close to it."

"Is that so? Tang San, move aside. I'll give it some farm fertilizer."