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Fortunately, Tang Liu had only been venting his emotions. He recovered quickly, and gradually stopped crying.

Then, due to the exhaustion of his Soul Power and the release of the tension in his heart, he leaned half his face against Tang Hao's shoulder and fell asleep.

He slept for nearly three shichen.

When he woke up, Tang Liu discovered that Tang Hao had brought him to Notting Academy.

They did not say much. After Tang Liu left a mark on Tang Hao, he teleported to Grandmaster's office.

Of course, there were some things Tang San could not know yet, so he concealed Tang Hao's existence.

A Titled Douluo's flying speed was terrifying, no less than the supersonic aircraft of Tang Liu's previous life. Moreover, Tang Hao was a level ninety-five Super Douluo.

Of course, Soul Masters on the Douluo Continent had yet to cultivate Soul Cores, so there was currently no distinction between Super Douluos and Limit Douluos.

In less than half a shichen, Tang Hao flew the distance that would have taken half a day on foot, finally landing at their dilapidated house in Holy Soul Village.

Without a word, Tang Hao walked into the house. Tang Liu silently followed behind him.

Upon entering the familiar wooden house, Tang Liu felt the lingering unease in his heart immediately settle. His entire body relaxed.

"I'm going to sleep first," Tang Liu said, heading toward the room he shared with Tang San.

"Wait a moment," Tang Hao spoke.

Tang Liu stopped, turned around, and looked at Tang Hao, who had pulled over a chair and sat down. "What else is there?"

Tang Hao looked at him before asking, "Have you thought about what you should do from now on?"

Tang Liu nodded and calmly replied, "Mm, I have. I'll follow you."

"No." Tang Hao rejected him without a second thought.

Tang Liu glanced sideways at him, his meaning perfectly clear: You have no room to refuse.

Tang Hao understood. Frowning, he said, "You can't keep up with me, nor can you find me."

Tang Liu immediately smiled. His handsome face became especially captivating with that smile. In a daze, Tang Hao seemed to see Ah Yin's shadow in him.

"You can try and see whether I can find you," Tang Liu said with a smile. Then, two blue-black Soul Rings slowly rose beneath his feet.

The second Soul Ring flashed, and Tang Liu instantly appeared before Tang Hao, staring directly into his eyes. "No matter where you are in this world, as long as I have enough Soul Power, I can appear by your side immediately."

As he spoke, a hint of smugness inevitably appeared in his blue-black eyes.

After quite a while, Tang Hao finally spoke, his tone carrying a trace of helplessness. "You're still too weak. If you follow me, I can't guarantee your safety."

"Is that so?" Tang Liu said. Then, for some unknown reason, he sat on Tang Hao's lap and wrapped his arms around his neck, looking like two brothers. "It doesn't matter. If we encounter someone you can't beat, I can take you and run."

The second blue-black Soul Ring around him flashed again. Tang Liu and Tang Hao simultaneously vanished in a burst of blue-black light, then reappeared where Tang Liu had been standing earlier.

There, he had secretly left a mark.

Ever since he had killed the Mandala Snake using the power of the mark, Tang Liu found that his understanding of the Hao-Lan Mark had deepened considerably. For example, he could now achieve the system's description of "indirect contact through other means" and leave a mark that way.

For instance, he could first leave a mark on the chair Tang Hao had just sat on. Once Tang Hao sat down, as long as any part of Tang Hao's skin came into contact with the chair, Tang Liu could directly transfer the mark onto him.

When they entered the house, he had used the contact between the soles of his feet and his shoes to leave a Hao-Lan Mark inside the shoes, then transfer it to the ground. This also fulfilled the condition of indirect skin contact. That was why he could now bring Tang Hao with him in teleportation to this spot while consuming only the Soul Power equivalent of one level of Innate Soul Power.

Tang Hao was astonished. He had already held Tang Liu's soul skill in high regard, but it seemed he had still underestimated it.

"You can bring others along when you teleport?" he asked.

"Mm-hm, it's nothing. No matter how dangerous it gets, I can take you and escape. Those who want to harm us won't even be able to catch up," Tang Liu said as he lowered himself from Tang Hao. Because Tang Hao had changed from sitting to standing after the teleportation, Tang Liu had been hanging entirely off him.

The Tang Liu, who was under a meter tall, jumped down from the nearly two-meter-tall Tang Hao. He nearly lost his balance and fell, but fortunately caught Tang Hao's hand in time.

With a slight tug, Tang Hao pulled him back.

"Can I follow you now?" Tang Liu asked, looking up at him.

Tang Hao's expression stiffened before he spoke blandly.

"What level is your Soul Power now?"

"Level twenty-four."

Yes, after his battle with the Mandala Snake, Tang Liu's Soul Power had risen by another level.

"If you can break through to level thirty within half a year, I'll allow you to follow me."

Tang Liu blinked, a meaningful look appearing on his face. "You promise?"

Tang Hao nodded. "Mm."

"Then you won't suddenly leave during these six months, right?"

Tang Hao hesitated for a long while. "I won't."

Tang Liu wore an expression that said, I knew it, then turned and walked back into the room. "I'm going to cultivate," he said without looking back.

After Tang Liu lifted the door curtain and entered the room, a complicated look appeared in Tang Hao's eyes.

It seemed his youngest son's talent was truly formidable, at least greater than his own. Even Tang San could not compare.

After all, he possessed the unprecedented Triple Martial Soul.

And the soul skill of his Third Martial Soul was so utterly beyond reason.

Thinking of Tang Liu's soul skill, Tang Hao could not help sinking into his thoughts again.

If... if Xiao Liu had possessed such an ability back then, or if he himself had possessed such an ability, Ah Yin would not have...

After a while, he shook his head with a self-mocking smile.

What was he thinking? Back then, Xiao San and Xiao Liu had merely been newborn infants.

Come to think of it, he had been holding Xiao San in one arm, with Xiao Liu tied to his back using the vines Ah Yin had shed. With his remaining right hand, he wielded the Clear Sky Hammer against several Titled Douluos, Soul Douluos, and Soul Saints from Spirit Hall.

At the thought, bitterness touched Tang Hao's lips.

But then Tang Liu lifted a corner of the door curtain again and poked his head out. "Dad, I've never learned how to meditate. How am I supposed to cultivate Soul Power?"

Tang Hao: "..."

A moment later, he sighed and walked toward Tang Liu's room.

"Come on. I'll teach you."

Mm, as for this book's setting, it may combine elements from Douluo I, Douluo II, and Douluo III. Come to think of it, Douluo II seems to be the only one I actually finished reading... Also, this kind of scene still feels so embarrassing to write (* /w＼*). It always feels like I'm writing a doujin... But there's no way I'm changing it. I've already stockpiled two or three hundred thousand words to release.