He Is My Son

He had been acknowledged!

Acknowledged by family!

It was a feeling Tang San could never get from that bastard Tang Hao.

Nor could words describe it.

Tang San only felt that life could be this wonderful.

"Uncle!"

"It was all thanks to your spiritual medicine. Otherwise, I would never have had the slightest chance of surviving!"

Tang San said tearfully and gratefully.

His uncle had saved his life!

Tang San had understood the situation at the time. He knew full well that he would most likely die.

The Golden Dragon King's power was far too tyrannical.

Even with the Mysterious Heaven Skill running at full force, he had not been able to resist it in the slightest.

But after Yin Chuan made him swallow those three medicinal ingredients, he had been dragged straight back from death's door!

This...

What was Tang San supposed to do?

After the grace of remaking him and the grace of teaching and enlightening him, his uncle had now saved his life as well.

His uncle's immense kindness was impossible to repay!

"You brat."

"Why are you being polite with your uncle?"

"Since you're all right, let's continue. If all goes well, you should still be able to say a few words to your mother."

Yin Chuan packed up the tent and their luggage, then continued toward Blue Silver Forest with Tang San.

Ah Yin had to be settled properly first.

Then he would bring Tang San back and head to Nuoding Academy to find Xiao Wu, conveniently completing the Main Quest and obtaining his second martial soul.

"Really, Uncle?"

Tang San's eyes immediately lit up upon hearing that.

He could speak with his mother?

That was wonderful!

Could he finally see his mother?

"Really!"

After receiving Yin Chuan's confirmation, Tang San became anxious to reach home and brimmed with anticipation.

On the road to Blue Silver Forest,

Yin Chuan first brought Tang San to a small town to rest.

"That bastard father of yours couldn't even buy you some new clothes."

Yin Chuan frowned as he looked at Tang San's patched, faded, ragged clothes.

"This..."

Tang San awkwardly drew in his sleeves, hiding the patches. He could not help feeling inferior.

Fortunately, he had become a little more handsome now.

Otherwise, before his noble and elegant uncle, he truly would have felt ashamed of himself, humbled into the dust.

There was no helping it.

With Tang Hao raising a child, let alone buying new clothes, Tang San was fortunate just to have not starved to death.

"Come with me. Your uncle will buy you a few new outfits first."

Yin Chuan pulled Tang San toward a clothing store.

Tang Hao, that father of his, was a beast. Could he, as Tang San's uncle, be a beast too?

He would get his nephew properly outfitted first.

"Thank you, Uncle..."

Tang San's nose stung.

New clothes—what an unfamiliar phrase!

He had never worn new clothes.

Ever since he was little, he had worn old clothes given to him by Old Jack, clothes the village children no longer wanted.

Was it because he did not like new clothes that he never wore them?

That beast Tang Hao simply never bought him any!

"Take my nephew's measurements and pick out a few good-looking, practical outfits for him."

Yin Chuan slapped several Silver Soul Coins onto the counter.

Seeing his appearance, bearing, and generous spending, the shopkeeper immediately approached with an eager smile.

"Young master, this way, please."

The shopkeeper led Tang San to the fitting area. After measuring him, he brought out several high-quality outfits.

As the saying went, clothes made the man, and a saddle made the horse.

Once Tang San changed into new clothes, he looked completely refreshed, carrying himself with the air of a refined young gentleman.

"Not bad."

Yin Chuan watched Tang San's transformation with satisfaction.

They said nephews took after their uncles.

Now, he truly understood.

Tang San's blue hair cascaded like a waterfall, and he was handsome and composed... He was practically a miniature version of Yin Chuan!

"Is that me?"

Tang San stared disbelievingly at his reflection in the mirror.

The change was too great...

Not long ago, he had still been the shabby, impoverished son of a blacksmith, never knowing where his next meal would come from.

But after recognizing his uncle, not only had he become handsome and dashing, he was also dressed in fine clothes.

He had truly risen from the branches and become a phoenix.

This was the first time in his life he had worn clothes made from such exquisite fabric, so soft they felt warm against his skin.

"My, this outfit truly makes the young master shine!"

"The fabrics are all of the finest quality, soft and durable. Look..."

The shopkeeper flattered him with great tact, casting Yin Chuan an inquisitive look.

"Pack this one up. Let him try on a few more."

Yin Chuan waved a hand grandly.

"Certainly!"

The shopkeeper could tell that Yin Chuan was not short on money, so he immediately brought out the finest fabrics in the shop and began his sales pitch.

"Young master, this is leather woven from soul beast fur and silk. It feels comfortable and also offers a certain degree of protection. Would you like to have several outfits made for the young master?"

Yin Chuan reached out and felt it. It really was good material.

"Let's use this."

"Also, I have another hide here. Make my nephew a leather outfit from it."

"This is the processing fee."

Yin Chuan took out the Boar-Toothed Dragon hide from his earlier hunt, along with one Gold Soul Coin.

The shopkeeper's eyes instantly lit up at the sight of the Gold Soul Coin.

But the Soul Power aura emanating from the Boar-Toothed Dragon hide immediately sobered him up.

A soul beast!

And not an ordinary ten-year soul beast at that!

Anyone capable of hunting such a ferocious soul beast had an obvious identity.

"So it is the esteemed Lord Soul Master. Rest assured, leave it to our humble shop!"

The shopkeeper accepted the Boar-Toothed Dragon hide with some trepidation.

"Uncle..."

Tang San quietly tugged at Yin Chuan's pant leg.

He was just a country nobody.

He did not need to wear such fine fabrics.

He did not even dare imagine spending such a large, pure gold coin. His uncle was spending far too much on him!

"Xiao San, since you're with me, listen to my arrangements."

Yin Chuan was overbearing.

That overbearing love made Tang San's eyes redden again. Could someone like him really be treated well by another person?

"Lord Soul Master, processing such high-quality soul beast hide is a little troublesome..."

"If you want it custom-made, please return in three hours to collect it."

The shopkeeper inspected the hide.

Martial souls changed lives.

His shop had workers whose martial souls were scissors and needlework. They could handle this tough soul beast hide.

"Mm, we'll go have some fun and come back for it."

After leaving the clothing store,

Tang San's heart felt warm.

Yin Chuan then brought him to the most luxurious restaurant in the entire town.

"Bring out every dish."

"Also, prepare this soul beast meat."

Yin Chuan took the menu, glanced over it roughly, and handed over the recently hunted Boar-Toothed Dragon and Earth Dragon meat along with the menu.

"Uncle..."

Tang San wanted to say something again.

"Don't talk, brat. You're skin and bones. Your uncle is taking you out for a good meal."

Yin Chuan seemed somewhat displeased, but Tang San's heart felt warm and sweet.

Compared to that bastard Tang Hao's scalding love,

his uncle's overbearing love was clearly thousands, even tens of thousands of times better!

"Hello, handsome. Can I get to know you?"

While the uncle and nephew waited for their food, an enthusiastic young woman came over to strike up a conversation.

After all, with Yin Chuan's looks, he was the center of attention wherever he went.

"Sorry, I already have a family."

"This is my son."

Yin Chuan pointed at Tang San and rejected her advances without expression.

"All right..."

The young woman could only leave dejectedly.

But in Tang San's heart,

a strange feeling arose...