Prismatic Blue Silver Grass, Li Luo Acquires Tang San's Martial Soul

As Tang San channeled his internal soul power to manipulate his Blue Silver Grass, Li Luo felt a slight drain on his own soul power, though it was negligible.

"First Soul Skill, Prismatic Blue Silver."

Li Luo intended to test his soul skill, and his first soul ring began to flicker.

Prismatic Blue Silver Grass sprouted from Li Luo's hands, identical to the version Tang San possessed.

At that moment, a prismatic glow simultaneously erupted from Tang San's body.

"I feel like my entire body is brimming with power."

As Tang San was Li Luo's contracted beast, Li Luo could naturally perceive every detail of Tang San's physical state with clarity.

After he activated his first soul skill, Tang San's total attributes had increased by a full eleven percent.

"My soul skill can grant Tang San a percentage-based boost to all attributes equal to my own Soul Power Level."

"But what about the Prismatic Blue Silver Grass in my hands?"

With a thought from Li Luo, the Blue Silver Grass in his hands transformed into vines, coiled around a stone on the ground, gathered momentum, and then flung it with force, striking another stone with precision from a full twenty-five meters away.

"I can also use Tang San's martial soul, but since Tang San has yet to obtain a soul ring and possesses no soul skills, I cannot use the soul skills of the Blue Silver Grass."

Li Luo tentatively opened his left hand, and a Clear Sky Hammer tinged with prismatic colors appeared.

"In other words, for every soul master I contract, not only can I elevate their martial soul to the highest potential, but I also gain an additional perfect martial soul."

Using his first soul skill did not consume much of Li Luo's soul power; he could maintain the state of his first soul skill for at least two and a half hours at a time.

Li Luo was extremely satisfied with the Prism Ball martial soul.

Because Old Jack had gone to the neighboring village to request a spot for a work-study student, it was Li Luo who escorted Tang San back to the blacksmith shop.

"Dad, I've awakened my martial soul. It's Blue Silver Grass, Innate Full Soul Power."

"Grandpa Jack has already promised me a work-study spot; I'm going to school!"

Tang San pushed open the rickety wooden door and, seeing Tang Hao lying on the bed, dead drunk and snoring, spoke with excitement, eager to prove himself.

On the way back, Li Luo had already explained to him what Innate Full Soul Power meant. Upon learning that he was a once-in-a-century genius, Tang San couldn't wait to return home and share the good news with Tang Hao.

To his surprise, upon hearing that it was Blue Silver Grass with Innate Full Soul Power, Tang Hao was utterly dismissive. He couldn't even be bothered to sit up, not sparing Tang San a single glance.

"Blue Silver Grass, just a trash martial soul. What is there to cultivate?"

"You want to go to school? To hell with that. If you go to school, who will cook for me? You are not allowed to go!"

"Tang Hao, Little San has Innate Full Soul Power. If he doesn't go to school, are you expecting him to rot in bed like you, doing nothing all day and becoming a drunkard?"

With Old Jack absent, Li Luo stepped into his role and reprimanded Tang Hao.

"What kind of thing are you to dare speak to me like that?"

Because Old Jack was an old man with high prestige in the village, Tang Hao couldn't be bothered to argue with him when he scolded him.

But now, being lectured by a child who hadn't even grown his hair out, Tang Hao felt his pride wounded. He flew into a rage, stood up, and swayed toward Li Luo, intending to teach him a lesson.

"Today, I'll teach you on Old Jack's behalf what it means to respect your elders."

Seeing Tang Hao move to attack Li Luo, Tang San subconsciously moved to protect his master, blocking the path in front of Li Luo.

"Dad, you are not allowed to touch Brother Luo! Brother Luo also has Innate Full Soul Power. If you hurt him and delay his schooling, Grandpa Jack will come looking for you when he gets back!"

"Oh? Another one with Innate Full Soul Power? Does this backwater village really produce golden phoenixes?"

Hearing Tang San's words, Tang Hao sobered up slightly. He narrowed his eyes and focused his gaze on Li Luo.

However, because Tang San was standing in front of Li Luo, it was Tang San's altered face that first met Tang Hao's eyes.

Seeing Tang San's current appearance, Tang Hao froze.

"Ah... Ah Yin? Ah Yin!"

The disheveled man actually began to weep. In his drunken stupor, he couldn't distinguish that the person before him was his son, Tang San, and not Ah Yin.

He stumbled forward, lunging to embrace Tang San.

Tang San, having sensed it beforehand, used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to pull Li Luo aside and dodge Tang Hao's embrace.

"Dad, I'm Little San, not Ah Yin. Who is Ah Yin?"

Hearing Tang San's rebuttal, Tang Hao finally sobered up. He raised a hand to rub his eyes, only then seeing clearly that the person before him was his son.

"Ah, it's Little San?"

Tang Hao sighed with regret, feeling confused as to why Tang San's appearance had changed so drastically, and tried to mask his earlier loss of composure.

"You awakened your martial soul? What did you awaken, and why have you become like this?"

Tang Hao had already forgotten that Tang San had just told him he had awakened Blue Silver Grass.

Tang San felt a bit angry, resentful that his father didn't care about him at all.

"My martial soul is Blue Silver Grass. The reason I've changed like this is because Brother Luo helped me. His martial soul is an incredibly powerful auxiliary-type tool martial soul."

The concept of an auxiliary-type martial soul was something Li Luo had taught Tang San. He had also provided Tang San with basic knowledge about martial souls, and this image of profound wisdom made Tang San look at Li Luo with eyes full of admiration.

"An auxiliary-type martial soul? Hah, one is a trash Blue Silver Grass, the other is an auxiliary type—what use could they possibly have?"

Hearing that Li Luo's awakened martial soul was of the auxiliary type, Tang Hao was utterly disdainful.

As a Titled Douluo who possessed the Clear Sky Hammer, known as the number one tool martial soul under heaven, he naturally looked down upon all tool martial souls other than the Clear Sky Hammer, let alone an auxiliary-type one.

Tang Hao instantly lost interest, waving his hand as he turned to head back to his bed to continue sleeping.

"That's enough, go play. Forget about going to school; what kind of cultivation can you do with a trash martial soul? If you leave, who will cook for me? If you dare to go to school, then I don't have a son like you!"

Seeing Tang Hao so stubborn and thick-headed, Tang San decided to stop pretending and reveal his trump card.

"Dad, wait a moment, I have another martial soul."

Tang San called out to Tang Hao, extending his left hand to reveal the hammer held within.

This small hammer, just like the Blue Silver Grass, was stained with iridescent colors.

Hearing Tang San's words, Tang Hao whipped his head around. Upon seeing the hammer in Tang San's left hand, he lunged forward and pulled Tang San into a tight embrace.

"My son! My good son!"

Because Tang Hao's movements were too sudden, Tang San couldn't dodge in time and was squeezed so tightly he could barely breathe.

"Cough, cough... Dad, let go, I can't breathe."

Hearing this, Tang Hao hurriedly released Tang San and asked with great solemnity.

"San, you didn't show this hammer when your martial soul awakened, did you?"

Tang Hao asked with a hint of worry; if Tang San had revealed the Clear Sky Hammer, he would have to make a special trip to intercept the people from Martial Soul Hall and silence them before they could return.

"No, Dad. I have only shown this martial soul to you and Brother Luo."

Tang San shook his little head like a rattle-drum.

"Remember, San, do not show this hammer martial soul to anyone, and do not attach any spirit rings to it."

Under Tang San's puzzled gaze, Tang Hao gave one final instruction.

"Use the hammer in your left hand to protect the grass in your right."

Tang San nodded, and seeing this, Tang Hao turned his gaze toward Li Luo standing to the side.

"Kid, come here!"