[Chapter 2: Martial Soul Awakening
Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and Old Jack arrived as promised.
Tang San looked toward his father, who had finished breakfast, and asked him.
Tang Hao said coldly, "Go on. Don't let it interfere with making lunch."]
"Are they really Twin Martial Souls?" Tang Hao was extremely nervous and hopeful.
But the story didn't go on to describe Tang San's Martial Soul Awakening. It jumped straight to his return home after awakening, with Old Jack accompanying him.
Tang San's Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul and Innate Full Soul Power had made Old Jack eager for him to become a Soul Master. He offered Tang San a work-study student spot and agreed to cover his travel expenses.
Tang Hao chuckled. He knew very well that the village chief wanted a Soul Master to emerge from the village, so that Holy Soul Village might regain its former glory.
But how easy was it for a Soul Master to emerge from among commoners?
Tang Hao's laughter was full of scorn and self-mockery. What use was having Innate Full Soul Power if all he had was a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul?
As he laughed, Tang Hao looked farther down, refusing to give up hope. His face immediately filled with deep shock and delight.
[After seeing Old Jack off, Tang San still told him that his Martial Soul Awakening that day had been unusual: "I have another Martial Soul."
Tang Hao was lifting the curtain and heading into the inner room when he suddenly turned around, shock written across his face.
His eyes were bloodshot, and it seemed tears were about to spill from them.]
[Black light surged from Tang San's palm and condensed into a completely black hammer. Its handle was about half a foot long, and its head was cylindrical, resembling a miniature smithing hammer.
But a peculiar glow shimmered across the hammer's black surface, and a faint pattern wound around its cylindrical head.]
"Clear Sky Hammer! My son, my son!"
Reading the description of the Martial Soul, Tang Hao burst into tears outside the book.
Twin Martial Souls. It really was Twin Martial Souls!
Tang Hao's excitement was entirely within Xiao Wuji's expectations. Tang San had awakened not only the Clear Sky Hammer, but also Tang Hao's love as a father.
[The previous night, Tang Hao had dreamed a dream so vivid it felt real: a Soul Master who possessed eighteen Lone Bamboo Soul Rings had brought Ah Yin back to life.
Now he understood. That Soul Master was the son he and Ah Yin had together!]
"So that's how I learned through a dream in the book." Tang Hao was filled with joy. He was far luckier than the version of himself in the story, with specific written guidance to follow.
[Looking at the Clear Sky Hammer, the Clear Sky Sect's inherited Martial Soul, Tang Hao was filled with regret. He had actually waited until the Martial Soul Awakening before properly embracing his son for the first time.
If he could, Tang Hao would have wanted to hold his son much sooner.
Even if he hadn't made breakfast, he should at least have served his son a bowl.
And he should have smiled at Old Jack when he came to announce the Martial Soul Awakening, then gone with his son to see it for himself.]
"It's not too late now." Tang Hao smiled faintly.
["Dad." Tang San was stunned. As far as he could remember, this seemed to be the first time Tang Hao had hugged him like this.
The little iron hammer in his hand seemed to grow heavier and heavier. Tang San loved the warmth of his father's affection, but he didn't want the hammer to slip from his grasp and hit his father.
"Dad, I can't hold on much longer," Tang San said.
Tang Hao loosened his arms. "Put it away."
Tang San had never seen his father's expression so vivid. All kinds of complicated emotions kept appearing on Tang Hao's face.
After a long while, he finally said slowly, "Remember, in the future, you must use the hammer in your left hand to protect the grass in your right. Always."
Tang San nodded, though he didn't understand. Tang Hao stood up and walked back into the inner room without looking back.]
Watching the father and son interact, Tang Hao turned the page again, and the smile on his face stiffened. The snow-white page held no more story, only the words "To be continued..."
"There'll definitely be an answer!" Tang Hao stared blankly for a while, then put his faith in the book. He put it away and walked out of the inner room.
Although bringing his wife back to life was important, he should make it up to his son, too. His son was the key to reviving his wife.
[Finished reading the first two chapters of Record of the Blue Silver Emperor's Resurrection.]
[Read-through count: 3.]
Xiao Wuji smiled. For a novice, he seemed to be writing quite well.
He was sure that after what came next, Tang San would finish reading Chapter 2 and, like Tang Hao, look forward to the rest.
But the read-through count still hadn't reached the threshold to trigger the first reward. He couldn't afford to let his guard down.
Raising his gaze, Xiao Wuji looked down at Tang San's home as if from a god's-eye view.
As he watched, Tang San hurried home, using Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.
Thinking about what the book had said, he was so nervous that he didn't quite dare to open his front door.
He was afraid. He was truly afraid that what the book said was just an oversight by the ancestor...
Taking a deep breath, Tang San hesitated again and again, but finally opened the door.
In the end, he still had to face reality.
How could Tang Hao not be nervous when he sensed Tang San approaching?
For six years, he hadn't once called him son or given him a hug.
When the door opened, Tang San didn't see the usual cold, empty room. Instead, he saw his father's tall figure serving up a meal.
"Son, come eat," Tang Hao said, his smile somewhat stiff.
The simple words struck Tang San like a bolt of lightning. It was all true. Every bit of it!
Seeing Tang San standing there in a daze, unable to believe any of this, Tang Hao's heart ached. He strode over. "My son!"
Was this what a father's embrace felt like? Tang San was astonished to find it just as the book had described.
Ah Yin, is this our son? As Tang Hao embraced Tang San for the first time, he felt a strange sense of unfamiliarity.
But when he thought of how their son could awaken both the Clear Sky Hammer and Blue Silver Grass Martial Souls, and that he was key to fusing eighteen Lone Bamboo Soul Rings and saving the woman he loved, Tang Hao was overwhelmed with excitement.
The sparse rice porridge, with grains few enough to count at a glance, somehow tasted like bird's nest to the two of them.
Even after the meal, Tang San was still bursting with excitement. Having received the ancestor's book, Peerless Tang Sect, he knew that one day he would become a Soul Master who stood atop the continent—and the master of the Tang Sect on Douluo Continent.
Now, as the future master of the Tang Sect, he needed to forge some Hidden Weapons to live up to his title.
The familiar sounds of forging rang out. Tang Hao found them incomparably pleasant, more beautiful than any piece played by a renowned musician.
The count was steadily approaching ten thousand. Now all that remained was for Old Jack to show up...
As Tang Hao waited impatiently, Xiao Wuji raised a hand and calculated the time.
He remembered that Old Jack, the village chief of Holy Soul Village, came by in the afternoon. It was still only early morning, so there was quite a wait ahead.
Two more read-throughs to go. It's all up to you, Yu Xiaogang.
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