"All right, Uncle."
"I'll turn away all visitors right now."
Tang San nodded and immediately went to make arrangements. He never questioned his uncle's doubts.
After giving the gatekeeper his instructions,
Tang San came to practice with his halberd outside Yin Chuan's courtyard, personally guarding the door for his uncle.
His uncle had said he would see no visitors.
Anyone who wanted to go inside would have to step over his corpse first!
"Huh? Xiao San, how did your Martial Soul turn into a halberd?"
Ning Rongrong passed by that morning and saw Tang San practicing, prompting her to ask curiously.
"My Martial Soul just underwent a minor mutation."
"Rongrong, what are you doing here?"
Tang San stopped practicing. The Blue Silver Overlord Halberd felt remarkably natural in his hands. He discovered that not only could he freely execute his spear techniques, he had gained some new insights as well.
Perhaps he could incorporate some of the halberd's strengths into his Life-Taking Thirteen Spears!
He could forge a path of his own.
"I was just passing by."
Ning Rongrong stuck out her tongue, looking a little bashful.
The minor mutation of Tang San's Martial Soul really was hardly worth mentioning. Her attention was not on Tang San anyway.
"You're trying way too hard to make this look like you're just passing by..."
Tang San could barely muster a retort.
No matter where she went, she somehow passed his uncle's door and dropped in for a visit, huh?
"Rongrong, go back."
"My uncle isn't feeling well. He needs to recuperate in seclusion and won't be seeing anyone for a while."
With stern impartiality, Tang San dashed Ning Rongrong's hopes.
Then he resumed practicing.
Swinging the Blue Silver Overlord Halberd around a few times every day really did leave him feeling good