Tang San: I'll listen to Teacher completely, whatever Teacher says goes! Hundred-Year Lone Bamboo!

Early the next morning.

A man and a boy arrived at the academy gate, where a carriage was already waiting.

The two boarded the carriage, and it immediately sped off toward the outskirts of the city.

"Teacher, where is the Soul Hunting Forest we are going to? When will we arrive?"

Tang San was very much looking forward to the upcoming journey.

He was also extremely curious about these so-called spirit rings.

He was eager to know what kind of changes he would undergo after absorbing one.

Mu Chen smiled and said, "It is four hundred miles away; we will arrive by this afternoon."

Tang San asked in surprise, "So close? Teacher, if soul beasts are this close to where humans live, won't they rush out of the forest and attack people?"

Mu Chen shook his head. "Those soul beasts are kept in captivity. There are spirit masters from the Martial Soul Hall guarding the perimeter of the forest, so generally, no soul beasts can escape. Furthermore, there are many spirit masters active in the outer regions."

Tang San was astonished. "So the Martial Soul Hall is that powerful..."

Mu Chen nodded. "The Martial Soul Hall is the most powerful force on the continent, bar none. It stands above all other factions."

"Hiss!"

Tang San did not doubt Mu Chen's words in the slightest, and he gained a new understanding of the Martial Soul Hall's strength.

"Teacher, could you tell me about soul beasts, and what other factions exist on the continent?"

"I can."

Mu Chen smiled slightly.

"We have plenty of time on this journey, so I will tell you about these things."

Tang San was overjoyed. "Thank you, Teacher."

Mu Chen nodded and said softly, "Let me start by telling you about the knowledge regarding soul beasts..."

A long while later.

Tang San asked, "Teacher, do you know what my second martial soul is?"

With that, he opened his left hand, revealing the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul.

"I do."

"But I cannot tell you right now."

Mu Chen pondered for a moment. "Once we reach the Soul Hunting Forest, I will tell you."

Tang San was stunned; he glanced outside the carriage and understood something.

That afternoon.

Relying on the permit he had obtained from the Martial Soul Hall, Mu Chen brought Tang San into the Soul Hunting Forest.

Throughout the journey, Tang San had been observing everything constantly.

He was putting the principle of "observe more and ask more" to its absolute limit.

Tang San suddenly asked, "Teacher, which martial soul should I attach a spirit ring to first?"

Mu Chen thought for a moment and said, "Didn't you ask me about your hammer martial soul earlier? I will tell you about the situation regarding that martial soul now!"

Tang San nodded excitedly, again and again.

Mu Chen said, "That hammer martial soul of yours is called the Clear Sky Hammer."

Tang San was taken aback, and it took him a long moment to recover. "Teacher, didn't you say that the Clear Sky Hammer is the inherited martial soul of the Clear Sky Sect?"

Mu Chen gave a mysterious smile. "That's right!"

Tang San's pupils constricted slightly. "Teacher, are you saying... that I am also a member of the Clear Sky Sect?"

Mu Chen said solemnly, "The Clear Sky Sect was once a force on par with the Martial Soul Hall, but no one knows what happened; an unprecedented war broke out between the two factions. Afterward, the Clear Sky Sect announced it was closing its mountains and sealing its gates. Its disciples no longer appeared on the continent and completely vanished from the public eye."

"Your age happens to align with the time of that war. I suspect... you are a child of the Clear Sky Sect who was left behind during that conflict."

Tang San's expression shifted constantly.

Mu Chen patted Tang San's head and smiled. "Don't worry. So many years have passed, and the matter is long over. The Martial Soul Hall has never released any information about continuing to target the Clear Sky Sect, so you can rest easy."

Tang San felt much more relaxed, but he still found it hard to calm down.

He had grown up in Holy Soul Village, and suddenly he was being told he was a disciple of the Clear Sky Sect.

If he was a disciple of the Clear Sky Sect, then what about Tang Hao?

"Teacher, if I am a child left behind by the Clear Sky Sect, then what about my father?"

"My father must be from the Clear Sky Sect too, right!"

Tang San asked hurriedly.

Mu Chen feigned ignorance. "What is your father's name?"

Tang San replied quickly, "Tang Hao!"

Mu Chen feigned surprise and said, "Your father's name is exactly the same as the Clear Sky Douluo who once dominated the continent!"

"Ah!?" Tang San's pupils trembled violently. "Could it be... that's impossible! My father is just an ordinary blacksmith in the village! How could he be the legendary Titled Douluo?"

Mu Chen pondered, "I have only heard of the Clear Sky Douluo; I have never actually seen him..."

Tang San remained silent.

Mu Chen patted Tang San's head. "Little San, no matter who your father is or what your own identity may be, we should focus on the matters at hand first."

A flash of light appeared in Tang San's eyes. "Teacher, you are right!"

Mu Chen continued, "Your Clear Sky Hammer is hailed as the number one tool martial soul on the continent, unrivaled in power. If you choose to cultivate the Clear Sky Hammer, your combat strength will improve very quickly."

"As for your Blue Silver Grass martial soul, do you remember what I said? It is of the same quality as the Clear Sky Hammer and is absolutely capable of evolution."

"Therefore, its potential is in no way inferior to the Clear Sky Hammer, but Blue Silver Grass is not suited for combat."

"My advice to you is for the Blue Silver Grass to take the support route, pushing its vitality to the absolute limit."

"In the future, with one for primary offense and one for support, such a combination will be extremely well-rounded."

Tang San was stunned, frantically digesting the knowledge Mu Chen had imparted.

"I will listen to everything you say, Teacher."

Mu Chen smiled and nodded. "The greatest advantage of Twin Martial Souls is the opportunity to have one of the martial souls absorb nine ten-thousand-year spirit rings!"

"Do you understand what I mean?"

He looked at Tang San.

Tang San pondered for a long time before answering, "Teacher, do you mean... I should only attach spirit rings to one martial soul, cultivate it to level ninety, and then attach spirit rings to the other?"

"A child worth teaching!"

Mu Chen subconsciously patted Tang San's head.

Tang San smiled sheepishly, feeling a bit embarrassed by the praise.

In both his past and present lives, this was the first time someone had praised him like this...

Mu Chen laughed, "Currently, on the continent, power-attack system spirit masters are still the most formidable!"

Tang San said respectfully, "I will listen to everything you say, Teacher."

Mu Chen nodded. "Then we shall first search for a plant-type spirit beast with powerful vitality to serve as the first spirit ring for your Blue Silver Grass martial soul."

Tang San was filled with anticipation upon hearing this.

Yet, he still couldn't help but think about the matter regarding Tang Hao.

"If Dad really is the legendary Clear Sky Douluo, then why would he choose to be a lowly blacksmith in Holy Soul Village?"

Before long.

Mu Chen brought Tang San to a stop in front of a century-old Lone Bamboo.

"This is a four-hundred-year-old Lone Bamboo; it is very suitable for you to absorb."

"Little San, use this short sword to pierce the root of this Lone Bamboo."

Mu Chen took out a short sword and handed it to Tang San.

"Alright!"

Tang San did not hesitate; after taking the short sword, he thrust it toward the root of the Lone Bamboo.

The short sword was extremely sharp and easily severed the root of the Lone Bamboo.

"Swish!"

After the Lone Bamboo fell, a yellow spirit ring emerged.

Tang San's eyes lit up.