Tang San Returns Home, the Sky Falls, Father Dies

The three returned to Holy Soul Village. The moment they arrived, quite a few villagers warmly greeted Ye Ying.

He was a rare Soul Master to come from Holy Soul Village.

"Ye Ying, you're back!"

"You've become a Soul Master now, right?"

"Cultivating as a Soul Master must be pretty difficult, huh?"

As for Tang San, hardly anyone gave her a pleasant look.

Many places still bore black scorch marks from the fire.

Ye Ying's house was very close to Tang San's.

"Dad, I'm back!"

Tang San excitedly shouted into her home.

Unfortunately, there was no one inside anymore.

Old Jack had originally stayed here because he had a good relationship with Tang San.

Now, Old Jack was gone as well.

When Tang San returned home, all she found was a letter left behind by Tang Hao.

[Little San, Dad has left. You'll have to walk the road ahead on your own... Don't worry about me. Tang Hao]

Ye Ying clearly read the contents of the letter in his own home as well.

A bad idea surfaced in his mind.

"Change 'left' to 'died' for me."

[Modification successful. Changed "left" to "died." Points +1. Current Points: 3271.]

[Little San, Dad died. Don't look for me, you won't be able to find me. You'll have to walk the road ahead on your own... Don't worry about me. Tang Hao]

When Tang San saw the letter at home, she froze.

Her father had died!

She had come home for the holiday only to find that her dad was gone?

Just like Ye Ying, she had become an orphan?

Suddenly, a burst of laughter came from outside, from Ye Ying's house.

Xiao Wu and Ye Ying were playing around together.

Tang San seemed to realize that Ye Ying had gone from being an orphan to not quite an orphan, while she had gone from not being an orphan to being one.

At least Ye Ying still had Xiao Wu now.

No, she did not seem to count as an orphan either.

Looking at Ye Ying's figure, her lips moved slightly as she called out a single word.

"Dad..."

No matter how hard she thought, she could not understand it.

Tang Hao had been perfectly fine, so how had he suddenly died?

Blue Silver Weasel was even more dumbfounded.

Tang Hao had died?

No, this was not how the plot was supposed to go!

The changes to the plot were far too great. Without Tang Hao, who would come save Tang San when the Clear Sky Hammer was exposed in the future?

And what was with Tang San facing Ye Ying and calling him Dad?

Her own father had barely left, and she already wanted to find a new one?

Even if she was a transmigrator, she had no system and was not the protagonist. There was no use in acknowledging a father; she would not be able to cling to anyone powerful.

She was the protagonist.

Blue Silver Weasel kept scratching her head with her claws.

She did not think the contents of that letter were fake. After all, this had happened in the original plot.

Anxious. Extremely anxious.

Could it be that Tang Hao had drunk too much, aggravated an old injury, realized while drunk that he was about to die, left this letter behind, and then found a place to end his own life?

There were still some iron blocks in the room, and the furnace had not completely gone out.

Tang San immediately wanted to try her hand at blacksmithing.

A daughter inherited her stepfather's trade!

And if she wanted to make Hidden Weapons, forging was even more indispensable.

The Forging Hammer she had just bought had originally been meant for Tang Hao to use.

Who would have thought it would end up being for herself?

It carried Father's will.

Don't underestimate the bond between me and my father!

[Tang San worked hard to make the fire in the furnace burn fiercely, preparing to burn the house for forging.]

Next door, Ye Ying was holding Xiao Wu and playing with her happily.

When he saw the plot content in this system prompt, he could not help but want Tang San to return to her old profession.

Tang San frantically threw firewood into the furnace.

She put in whatever could fit, and piled whatever could not fit inside the house.

Only after all the firewood stored outside had been brought in did she pick up the newly bought Forging Hammer and smash the furnace away with a bang.

The burning coals inside scattered everywhere with a bang, and Tang San turned and ran outside.

Blue Silver Weasel let out a startled cry as well.

"Fuck!"

Then she leaped into the air and vaulted out the window.

"Tang San, are you sick? Why are you burning down the house again?!"

The moment Blue Silver Weasel came out, she began cursing Tang San.

Tang San merely glanced at her.

"This is the highest level of forging. What do you know?"

"Only the largest flames can achieve the highest level of forging."

Blue Silver Weasel: ???

What did those two things have to do with each other?

She sighed and did not think too much about it. There was nothing else to do in the future anyway.

She was not going back to Holy Soul Village either. So be it if the house burned down.

In the blink of an eye, raging flames filled the house. The wooden house was now burning everywhere.

Thick smoke billowed upward, and the entire village erupted.

All of this was because Ye Ying had changed burning iron into burning the house.

[Modification successful. Iron changed to house. Points +1. Current Points: 3,272.]

[Tang San worked hard to make the fire in the furnace burn fiercely, preparing to burn the house for forging.]

"Which damned bastard is burning a house again?!"

A heart-wrenching cry rang through the village.

The shadow of the last house fire had not yet faded from their hearts.

And now it had happened again.

Countless people from Holy Soul Village came out and witnessed the scene before them.

"Tang San!"

"Have you lost your mind?!"

"You burned down a house last time, and you're doing it again this time!"

"Is there something wrong with your brain?!"

"You start burning houses the moment you come back! Get out of Holy Soul Village!"

The villagers quickly rushed forward, intending to lock Tang San in the Pigsty again.

Tang San looked coldly at the villagers. A white Soul Ring slowly rose beneath her feet.

"Who dares step forward?!"

"I think you all have a death wish!"

"A Soul Master!"

In an instant, every villager froze.

"You actually became a Soul Master?!"

"Please continue, Lord Soul Master, continue."

"This is Lord Soul Master's home. If she wants to burn it down, what does that have to do with us?"

The villagers instantly changed their attitudes.

But it was impossible for them not to curse Tang San inwardly.

As they backed away, they cursed in their hearts, "Tang San, that fucking idiot!"

Tang San could not help feeling pleased with herself.

The fire burned fiercely, and her house burned quickly as well.

Finally, when it had nearly burned down, Tang San gripped the newly bought Forging Hammer and walked inside. Chunks of iron littered the ground, but they had not turned red as expected. They were still pitch-black.

Tang San froze for a moment, unable to understand.

"I set such a huge fire. Why didn't it heat them red?"

The Blue Silver Weasel did not understand either. "With a fire that big, they should have melted in theory."

Ye Ying shook his head at the sight.

Two fucking idiots.

What did having a big fire have to do with high temperatures?

Forging required charcoal.

The temperature of firewood simply was not high enough. No one had ever taught Tang San, after all.

That alone had blocked Tang San's path of Hidden Weapons.

But Tang San did not give up. She raised the Forging Hammer and smashed it down on the pig iron.

The sounds of bang, bang, bang rang out without pause.

In the end, the pig iron snapped down the middle with a bang, splitting into two pieces, and the hammer handle broke as well.

The Blue Silver Fox said faintly, "Truly worthy of the highest-level forging technique."

Tang San: ...

Her house was gone, and so was the Forging Hammer.