Loser Chat Group

"Isn't it strange that Dad doesn't want you to attend the junior soul master academy?" Tang Hao asked Xiao Shan.

"Mm. Dad has his reasons. I trust Dad," Xiao Shan said.

Tang Hao smiled. "My good daughter, whether you become a soul master or not, you'll always be Daddy's little princess. I don't want you attending the junior soul master academy because I have my own difficulties."

Faced with his daughter's question, he still chose not to tell her about that past. Over the years, Tang Hao had met quite a few Titled Douluo, but not a single female one. No, there was one—Bibi Dong, the current Pontiff of Spirit Hall. Qian Xunji's female disciple was also considered his enemy. As for Sea God Douluo Bo Saixi, she was beyond his knowledge.

A Blue Silver Grass, and a daughter at that. Better for him to bear this hatred himself.

"Xiao Shan, release your Martial Soul and let Dad take a look," Tang Hao said.

"Oh."

A faint glow shone from Xiao Shan's right hand, and a lush Blue Silver Grass appeared.

Two streams of hot tears slipped from the corners of Tang Hao's eyes.

"Good. Just like your mother." Tang Hao's voice trembled slightly. A man did not shed tears easily; he simply had not yet reached the depths of sorrow.

"Just like Mom? Dad, I have another Martial Soul. Is this one like yours?" Xiao Shan revealed an ancient, imposing hammer in her left hand, seemingly carrying the force of Thunderclap.

"Clear Sky Hammer! Twin Martial Souls!" Tang Hao pulled Xiao Shan into his arms, tears streaming uncontrollably down his face.

Only after a long while did Tang Hao release Xiao Shan and speak sternly. "Remember, never attach a single Spirit Ring to the hammer in your hand. You can attend the junior academy then, together with Xiao Huang. Also, unless it's absolutely necessary, you are not allowed to use the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul. And don't tell anyone about your Twin Martial Souls."

"I understand, Dad."

Chen Huang still remembered that in the original story, Master Yu Xiaogang had only half a level of Innate Soul Power, so he had been stuck below level thirty for nearly half his life. In the end, it was only thanks to the Immortal Grade herbs Tang San found that his fate and aptitude changed, allowing him to continue cultivating and grow stronger.

However, those Immortal Grade herbs belonged to Poison Douluo Dugu Bo. Such a small place could not possibly grow so many of them. The only explanation was that he had transplanted them from elsewhere.

Unless Chen Huang could find similar immortal herbs somewhere else, his level-one Innate Soul Power would only be worse than Master's. After all, he did not have such formidable companions or such extensive knowledge.

Why was he thinking so much? Chen Huang lightly slapped his own face and shook his head hard.

"Ah... Chen Huang paired with Weed, best match! This is fate!" Chen Huang sat up and shouted at the sky.

"Pfft, how old are you? And you're already talking about fate?" The newcomer was Tang Shan. Her father had agreed to let her attend Nuoding City Junior Soul Master Academy with Chen Huang, so she had come to share the good news. No one was home, and she had guessed he would be here.

"Fate. You have no choice but to believe in it. What does it have to do with age?" Chen Huang said.

"You act like a little old man all day. Look at me—I don't believe in fate. Whether I'm six, sixteen, twenty-six, or seventy-six, I won't believe in it." Tang Shan walked over and sat down beside Chen Huang.

Chen Huang gave her a meaningful look and said with deep significance, "Fate... you have no choice but to believe in it..."

Whether it was Tang San or Tang Shan, both had Innate Full Soul Power and Twin Martial Souls. If that was not fate, then what was?

Still, Tang San had the Mysterious Heaven Skill. His Innate Full Soul Power was far more impressive than Tang Shan's. Some people scored a hundred because the full score was only a hundred. If they were truly compared, Tang San's old power had not faded before new power was born, endlessly renewing itself without interruption. Tang Shan, meanwhile, was like Naruto's Fifty-Fifty—his Chakra was measured in grams, while Naruto's was measured in tons.

"Ding! A loser meeting the criteria has been detected. Would you like to join the Loser Chat Group?"

The voice suddenly rang out in Chen Huang's mind. What was there to think about? Of course he chose yes.

"Ding! You have chosen to join. Loading... You have joined the Loser Chat Group. May you change your fate soon and head toward success."

A glowing screen seemed to appear in Chen Huang's mind, divided into three sections: group chat, Mission Panel, and Mall. The chat interface was much like the WeChat and QQ he had used in his previous life.

However, the member list showed one group leader and two deputy group leaders, all grayed out, indicating that they were offline. Aside from them, there was only him.

Loli Connoisseur: Am I the only ordinary group member?

With a thought from Chen Huang, that line had already been sent across the glowing screen.

What the hell was this Loli Connoisseur nonsense? Chen Huang's heart twitched. Was that supposed to be him? That did not really count, did it? Thinking that, he guiltily glanced at Tang Shan.

"What's wrong?" Tang Shan asked curiously.

"Nothing. Weren't we talking about fate? Now, I don't believe in it anymore," Chen Huang said.

"Pfft, you changed so quickly."

"Hehe." Chen Huang smiled brightly. Yet he still felt somewhat worried. He had read plenty of Chat Group novels in his previous life, but could a group with practically no members really change his fate? He did not know, which was why he worried. Still, he was not quite as afraid of the future anymore.

Known things were not frightening. Unknown things were. Perhaps that was why so many people feared the future.

"I have good news for you. Dad is letting me attend Nuoding City Junior Soul Master Academy with you."

"Together?" Chen Huang asked.

"Mm, that's what Dad said."

"But doesn't Sacred Soul Village only have one Work-Study Student slot?"

"Hehe, who cares? Dad already said we could go, so he'll sort it out." A few months ago, Tang Shan had seen a beautiful bird fly through the sky and told her father she wanted it. Before dinner, Tang Hao had caught it for her, and Tang Shan had brought the bird over to Chen Huang to show off.

This place was a poor backwater, and they usually could not even afford to eat meat more than a few times. Chen Huang suggested roasting it. And then there was no then—the whole bird ended up in their stomachs.

In short, Dad was still quite capable, Tang Shan thought.

Chen Huang thought so too. Tang Hao was a Titled Douluo; how could he possibly lack money? When he spent money, his smallest unit was probably Gold Soul Coins. What was a little tuition fee? Pocket change. The reason Tang San had failed to notice some of Tang Hao's extraordinary traits was perhaps because he did not know about Storage Soul Tools.

Inside a cave beneath an unnamed waterfall on the Back Mountain of Sacred Soul Village, Tang Hao stood alone, staring at a half-human-height Blue Silver Grass with tears streaming down his aged face.

"Ah Yin, Xiao Shan's Martial Soul has awakened. She has Twin Martial Souls. She inherited your Blue Silver Grass and my Clear Sky Hammer, and she has Innate Full Soul Power. I originally wanted her to live an ordinary life, but when I learned she had Twin Martial Souls, I no longer wanted that. She has incredible talent. Perhaps one day, she can go farther than either of us."

"But I'm also afraid. Those people from Spirit Hall have never given up over the years. They've been searching for our whereabouts. One day, I'll storm Spirit City and slaughter them until none remain. I'm not afraid for myself. It's just Xiao Shan's Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul—I'm afraid that one day it will bring her trouble."

The Blue Silver Grass's leaves humanely grasped Tang Hao's hand. Her rebirth was extraordinarily difficult, and her growth was painfully slow. This was already the limit of what she could do.

"You mean that children and grandchildren will have their own fortunes?"

The Blue Silver Grass nodded.

"That's true. No one will know. Who could possibly guess that she has Twin Martial Souls?"