First Meeting with the Grievant, Tang Hao

Watching his mother's branches and leaves swaying frantically, Tang San forcibly turned his head away, refusing to look.

For his mother, such an answer might be quite cruel, but since that rebellious father had done such things back then, he should have anticipated that these matters would one day be exposed.

Men do, Heaven watches; there is no wall in this world that does not leak!

Tang San hoped that in the days to come, through the erosion of time, his mother would be able to forget that damned Tang Hao!

"From today on, I only have two relatives: one is you, Mother, and the other is my master!"

"And I am no disciple of the Clear Sky Sect, but the Sect Master of the Tang Sect on Douluo Continent!"

Jiang Li walked to Tang San's side and reached out to ruffle his hair. "Let's go, Little San. I can sense a powerful soul power fluctuation rapidly approaching this location."

"I imagine it must be your father rushing over here."

Tang San immediately wore an expression of disgust. "Master, he schemed against my mother, so he is no longer my father!"

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Good heavens, such a display of filial piety—Jiang Li had not expected to hear it from Tang San's own mouth.

He saw him fish a small shovel and a small flowerpot out of his storage Soul Tool, carefully transplanting Ah Yin from that pile of dirt.

"Master, let's go..."

Tang San held the flowerpot containing Ah Yin's true form, head bowed, without saying another word.

"Very well..."

Meanwhile, Tang Hao stood in the shadows outside the cave, his eyes locked onto the entrance.

He had originally intended to charge straight in and smash the little thief coveting his wife's soul bone with his hammer.

But after arriving, his spiritual power observation revealed that the 100,000-year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone had been absorbed by his own fine son.

Furthermore, the boy's soul power had broken through to the 30th rank in one go, and he had awakened the Blue Silver Emperor!

The true form of Ah Yin, which Tang San had taken along, was now also vibrant and full of life by his side!

This discovery filled Tang Hao with immense joy!

"Truly worthy of being my fine son!"

A Soul Elder under the age of seven—given time, their Clear Sky Sect would surely gain another peerless Douluo powerhouse!

Tang Hao felt his eyes grow moist. "Father, Big Brother, Tang Hao has not brought shame upon you. My son will surely lead the sect back to its former glory!"

"No! Perhaps he can go even further!"

As for Jiang Li, the third Blue Silver Emperor, Tang Hao did not pay him much special attention.

Through his son's respectful attitude toward him, he judged that this must be the teacher his fine son had taken.

He even felt that it was because Jiang Li had been by Tang San's side for a long time, receiving the stimulation of the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline from him, that his martial soul had evolved a second time.

The debt of the Tang family was never-ending!

The fact that the other party had the cultivation of a Soul Douluo at such a young age showed that his talent was quite exceptional.

Moreover, the man had not shown any covetousness toward that 100,000-year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone; such character made Tang Hao immensely satisfied.

With such talent and the layer of being his fine son's master, Tang Hao felt that in the future, once Tang San acknowledged his ancestors and returned to the clan, Jiang Li could become a house servant just like the Four Single-Attribute Clans of their Clear Sky Sect once were. Perfect!

"It looks like they are planning to return to the Nuoding Soul Master Academy for now. This Seat will properly suppress the boy's arrogance when the time comes. It would be best if he doesn't develop any thoughts about that little rabbit, otherwise..."

Tang Hao quietly concealed his figure and left the area.

In his view, since Jiang Li now possessed the strength of a Soul Douluo, he could guarantee his fine son's growth for a long time to come. He no longer had to worry about the problem of Tang San not being able to hunt suitable soul rings after taking Yu Xiaogang as a master.

Furthermore, he held a lingering hope in his heart: if Ah Yin stayed by Jiang Li and Tang San's side, perhaps he would still have a chance to see her again in this lifetime!

"Martial Soul Hall, the debt you owe me has not been repaid in full. The interest collected previously is far from enough!"

Along the way, Jiang Li used the Blue Silver Domain to constantly sense a formidable aura following behind them.

There was no need to say who the owner of this aura was.

However, since they were here, he would make the best of it. Jiang Li mused that if Tang Hao did not know what was good for him, then his Human Emperor Banner could certainly accommodate one more fated person.

"Little San, go back and rest today. Tomorrow, we will transplant your mother into the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well."

"Understood."

The master and disciple parted ways at the gate of the Nuoding Soul Master Academy. After returning to his room, Jiang Li unhurriedly brewed a cup of tea, sipping it while waiting for Tang Hao to pay a visit.

You ask why he didn't brew two cups?

Jiang Li felt that such an elegant activity was something a brute like Tang Hao, who only knew how to swing a giant hammer, could never understand.

Knock, knock, knock—

Soon, not long after Jiang Li sat down, a dull knocking sound echoed from the door.

"Enter!"

The door creaked open, and a tall figure appeared in the threshold.

The visitor wore a simple gray robe, and amidst the interplay of light and shadow in the dim corridor, his face was completely obscured, leaving only a vague and oppressive silhouette.

Jiang Li raised an eyebrow; having been in the Douluo Continent for so long, he had finally met the aggrieved party, Tang Hao.

Thinking of how his wife would become his own, and how his fine son would call him "Father" again and again, Jiang Li nearly lost his composure.

"I wonder what advice you might have, coming to my room in the middle of the night?"

Jiang Li's voice was steady and powerful, betraying not a hint of nervousness.

This inquiry actually caused Tang Dachui to regard him with a higher level of respect.

As a Title Douluo, he had just released a sliver of his pressure without the other party noticing, yet Jiang Li acted as if nothing had happened.

Tang Hao stepped forward on his own accord and entered the room.

The lamplight fell upon him, revealing a face weathered by time, with messy black hair draped carelessly over his shoulders, looking extremely disheveled.

"I am Tang Hao, Xiao San's father."

Jiang Li nodded, appearing thoughtful. "I guessed as much. After all, with those two martial souls, his father could only be you."

Immediately following this, Jiang Li continued, "You may rest assured, Clear Sky Douluo. Since I have taken Xiao San as my disciple, I will certainly fulfill the responsibilities expected of a master."

Tang Hao was extremely satisfied; with these words, he could leave for the time being.

As for how Jiang Li knew about the events of the past, he guessed it must have been heard from the Blue Silver King within the Blue Silver Forest, but that was no longer important.