Father and Son

Just as Su Yuntao expected, the next two children had no talent for cultivation whatsoever.

However, when it was Tang San's turn, Su Yuntao's eyes lit up as he looked at the golden light emanating from the boy—though it couldn't compare to the little black-haired girl from before, it was still more than any of the other children.

Could it be that the ancestral graves of Holy Soul Village had smoked with auspicious clouds twice today, producing one genius after another? Su Yuntao didn't expect Tang San to be on par with Angela; as long as he could cultivate, that was enough.

"Oh, Blue Silver Grass. A useless martial soul."

Upon seeing the martial soul in Tang San's hand, Su Yuntao's disappointment was undisguised. What a waste of his time.

After saying this, he prepared to pack his things and leave; he still had to take Angela to Nuoding City.

"Uncle, you haven't helped me test my soul power yet."

Seeing that Su Yuntao was about to leave, Tang San hurriedly grabbed his sleeve.

As a reincarnator, Tang San naturally knew what his innate soul power was, but if he didn't test it, how could he get the spot for a work-study student? How could he go to Nuoding Academy and meet his Xiao Wu!

"Ugh, what a hassle. What's the point of testing a useless martial soul? Come on, put your hand up."

Su Yuntao, looking impatient, took the testing crystal out of his bag again for Tang San to test.

"Innate full soul power!"

Looking at the crystal shining as brilliantly as it had just moments ago, a look of wild joy appeared on Su Yuntao's face once again.

Could it be that the ancestral graves of Holy Soul Village really had smoked with auspicious clouds twice today? Two cases of innate full soul power!

Although one of them was a recognized useless martial soul, this was still innate full soul power! It took years for one to appear on the continent; no matter how trashy the martial soul was, it couldn't hide its scarcity.

At the very least, Su Yuntao could guarantee that while this boy might not receive the same treatment as the girl from earlier after joining Wuhun Hall due to his Blue Silver Grass, it wouldn't be too bad either.

"Child, what is your name? Are you willing to join Wuhun Hall?" Su Yuntao extended an invitation once again.

Tang San choked. That wasn't right. In his past life, didn't you see this useless martial soul and turn around to leave without even asking? It seemed that girl had brought about a variable.

"My name is Tang San. As for whether I'll join Wuhun Hall, I have to go back and ask my father." In the end, Tang San used this excuse to stall; joining Wuhun Hall was, of course, out of the question.

"Alright then, child. Go ask your parent now; I'll wait for you outside."

Su Yuntao had no objections. Children always went to their parents when faced with big decisions; he could understand that.

For the sake of gaining another genius, he could afford to wait a little longer.

"Thank you, Uncle." Helpless, Tang San had to turn and head out.

Of course, he couldn't actually run back and ask Tang Hao whether he should join Wuhun Hall. He was just going back to tell Tang Hao about his twin martial souls. According to the trajectory of his past life, this should be the moment he felt fatherly love for the first time since his birth.

As for Su Yuntao, he would just find some excuse to brush him off when he returned. Anyway, in Su Yuntao's eyes, he had a useless martial soul, so he believed Su Yuntao wouldn't pay him much mind.

Walking out of the wooden hut, he happened to see Angela and Old Jack talking about something, but this time, Tang San did not let his killing intent flare up.

He had already thought it through. It was just a super martial soul preparing to join Wuhun Hall; as a dignified God King, did he really care about that? In his past life, even Qian Renxue, with her god-level martial soul and innate level twenty soul power, had been defeated by him. A strange super martial soul with innate full soul power really wasn't much.

In this life, he was reborn with the memories of a God King spanning tens of thousands of years. He understood all of Wuhun Hall's plans and knew where all the opportunities on the continent lay; there was no need to fear a super martial soul with innate full soul power. Even if she was a variable, with such talent, even if she joined Wuhun Hall, how much of a variable could she really be? With his wisdom and talent, dealing with her would be easy.

Thinking this, Tang San arrived at the door of his own dilapidated home.

"Dad!" Tang San walked into the house and found Tang Hao, who was busy forging.

"What is it? Why are you shouting?" Tang Hao didn't even lift his head, though his lowered eyes were filled with complex emotions; he had sensed everything that happened during the martial soul awakening earlier.

Blue Silver Grass. He hadn't expected it to really be Blue Silver Grass, which meant the soul in that young body might truly be his son. But what about those self-created soul skills? As he had said before, no one on the continent understood self-created soul skills better than he, Tang Hao. His grandfather, Tang Chen, was known as the strongest on the continent, yet he only began creating his own soul skills after reaching the Title Douluo realm. How could a young child create such powerful and exquisite soul skills on his own?

Tang San didn't know about the conflict in Tang Hao's mind; he just excitedly said to Tang Hao, "Dad, my martial soul has awakened. It's Blue Silver Grass!"

"Blue Silver Grass, huh? Not bad." Tang Hao continued to look down at his forging; he had sensed it long ago, so there was no need to be surprised.

"But Dad, I have another martial soul." Tang San assumed Tang Hao's demeanor was due to him missing his mother.

Hearing Tang San's words, Tang Hao suddenly looked up, his face full of shock.

Tang San didn't speak; he simply raised his left hand slowly, and a strange little hammer appeared in his palm.

"Twin martial souls. It's actually twin martial souls. Son, my son."

Tang Hao lunged forward in a stride and pulled Tang San into a fierce embrace. Forget about self-created soul skills; my son is a super genius! A super genius with twin martial souls! Self-created soul skills are perfectly normal! What was I thinking before!

After Tang San couldn't take it anymore, Tang Hao reined in his turbulent emotions. He stared at Tang San's face for a long time before finally saying one thing: "Remember, in your future, you must use the hammer in your left hand to protect the grass in your right. Forever."

At the same time, a thought appeared in Tang Hao's mind, invigorating his spirit, which had been decadent for six years. Innate full soul power, twin martial souls, numerous powerful self-created soul skills, plus the cultivation of a Haotian Douluo—the Haotian Sect would be great once again! And he could take revenge on Wuhun Hall, which had forced A Yin to her death!

Of course, he couldn't tell the current Tang San these thoughts. Firstly, in Tang Hao's eyes, Tang San was still young, and knowing too much would be a burden.

Secondly, after Tang Hao finished being moved, although he believed in his heart that this was indeed his son, deep down? There was likely still a lingering doubt that even Tang Hao himself hadn't noticed.

After all, humans are creatures who are not only good at deceiving others but, at times, even better at deceiving themselves. Yet, some things, some realities, are just there. No matter how much one deceives oneself, no matter how much one hypnotizes oneself, they will eventually leave some traces behind.

"Why is asking a question taking so long?"

Outside the wooden hut, Su Yuntao was pacing back and forth anxiously.

Seeing this, Old Jack could only step forward with a wry smile: "Master Su Yuntao, I suspect Tang Hao has gotten drunk again. Shall I go and urge him?"

"Fine, I'll go with you. Village Chief Old Jack, lead the way." Su Yuntao finally couldn't wait any longer.

Just then, Tang San's figure finally appeared around the corner.

"Uncle, I'm sorry. My father doesn't want me to be a soul master."