When the clouds parted, daylight appeared; when the clouds dispersed, the moon shone through.
The turmoil in his heart gradually faded away, and the haze in Tang San's mind quietly dissipated amid Tang Hao's rebukes and advice.
As his emotions settled, his expression visibly relaxed. Now, only one question remained for him: how could he become stronger?
His thoughts turned, and Tang San could not help but ponder.
His father was right. He was not yet fifteen, yet he was already a level 43 Soul Ancestor, outstanding among his peers. There was no need for him to feel inferior.
Although there was still a gap between him and people like Huo Wu and Shui Bing'er, who possessed freakishly powerful Martial Souls and could undergo Super Limit Spirit Ring Absorption, that did not mean he had no chance to catch up to or even surpass them.
He had been able to absorb a black Ten Thousand Year Fourth Spirit Ring beyond his limits before. Naturally, he could do so again in the future.
If others had Ten-Thousand Year Spirit Rings, then he would have Twenty-Thousand Year Spirit Rings. If others had Fifty-Thousand Year Spirit Rings, then he would get himself a Hundred-Thousand Year one.
With the effects of Spirit Rings, he would surely narrow the gap in Spirit Ring quality between himself and them.
What was more, he did not have only one Martial Soul, Blue Silver Grass. He also had his second Martial Soul, the Clear Sky Hammer, along with the Clear Sky Sect's matching secret arts.
As long as he could learn the Nine Absolutes of the Clear Sky, the Great Sumeru Hammer, and even the Ring Detonation Profundity from his father...
Whether it was Huo Wu from Blazing Academy, Shui Bing'er from Skywater Academy, or anyone else, none