Can Double Standards Be Inherited?

In recent years, the number of Spirit Masters awakened by Spirit Hall has surged. Thanks to the Innate Spirit Power Cultivation Device invented by Qian Xunqian, everyone now possesses innate spirit power and the ability to cultivate. If the organization were to continue providing subsidies for everyone, the costs would be astronomical.

Furthermore, with the rapid development of industry and agriculture within Spirit Hall's sphere of influence, the status of non-Spirit Master professions has risen sharply.

Nowadays, many low-level Spirit Masters have begun to voluntarily join farms or work in factories. With more stable means of making a living, the days of licking blood off the edge of a blade in the Spirit Fighting Arena are a thing of the past.

Consequently, under Spirit Hall's vigorous reforms, the living conditions of Spirit Masters have undergone significant changes.

The scope of the Spirit Master subsidy has been slashed from those below the Spirit Ancestor rank down to those below the Great Spirit Master rank.

Moreover, the subsidy amounts have been heavily cut. The old system—one gold spirit coin for Spirit Masters, ten for Great Spirit Masters, and one hundred for Spirit Elders—is gone forever, replaced by a flat rate of three gold spirit coins per month.

The goal is to force Spirit Masters to earn their own living, whether by reclaiming wasteland to farm, working in factories, or competing in the Spirit Fighting Arena. In short, they are no longer allowed to just sleep at home like Tang Hao.

As the dignified Asura God, what kind of life did he lead in the God Realm?

Every day was a feast of delicacies, eating the finest food and drinking the best wine; there were at least ten side dishes just for show.

It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but difficult to go from luxury to frugality. Tang the God King endured Tang Hao's violence for four years and was finally about to make it as a Spirit Master, but what was the result?

The evil Spirit Hall actually embezzled the spirit subsidy of the pure and noble Tang San! You have already paved your own path to death!

There was no help for it; life had to go on, and better days were still ahead!

Old Jack brought Tang San back to Tang Hao's home and told him that Tang San had awakened a Blue Silver Grass spirit with full innate spirit power.

Tang Hao, who had always been uninterested in anything external, suddenly trembled when he heard those three words, and a strange light flickered in his eyes.

Old Jack ignored Tang Hao's attitude, stating bluntly that he wanted to give the work-study student quota to Tang San and that the village would cover the travel expenses!

"Blue Silver Grass, Blue Silver Grass." Tang Hao muttered twice before suddenly raising his head. A look of determination, which Tang San had never seen before, appeared in his eyes as he said in a deep voice, "No."

"What did you say? Did I hear that right?" Old Jack picked at his ear, looking at Tang Hao in shock.

"You should know how precious this opportunity is. Even though our Holy Soul Village once produced a Spirit Saint, we only get one quota a year. Other villages have to share a single quota between two or three villages. Do you understand? This is a great opportunity. Perhaps, in the future, Little San could become a person above others."

Tang Hao gave Jack a cold look.

"What is the use of being a person above others? I only know that if he leaves, there will be no one to cook for me. Blue Silver Grass—what do you think a Blue Silver Grass spirit can cultivate into? It's just a trash spirit."

Old Jack pointed at the Clear Sky Douluo's nose and cursed:

"Tang Hao, it's fine if you're a waste yourself! Don't hold the child back! Don't let him live a pathetic life following you! You, this waste, will be like this for the rest of your life, but Little San is different. He is diligent, motivated, and self-disciplined. Even if he doesn't become a Spirit Master, he could still live well by learning a trade! I'll give you three months to think about it! If you change your mind, come find me!"

Tang Hao gave Old Jack a cold look, snorted, and slammed the door as he returned to his bedroom. The sound of the door slamming was so loud that the entire house shook.

The great God King Tang suppressed his temper and began to cook. He wondered why he hadn't realized before that his old man was so insufferable!

Endure! Endure! God King! Be patient! This old fool will still be useful during the high-level Spirit Master tournament!

Even if I want to kill him, I must wait until he finishes saving the day at the high-level Spirit Master tournament!

"Release your spirit and let me see it!" Tang Hao's cold voice rang out.

Tang San released his Blue Silver Grass.

Staring blankly at the Blue Silver Grass in Tang San's hand, Tang Hao was lost in a trance for a long time before he gradually recovered. The light in his eyes flickered as he whispered, "Blue Silver Grass, it really is Blue Silver Grass. Just like hers."

"Father!"

"Don't bother me!" Tang Hao scolded, turning over to sleep.

"But, I have another spirit."

Tang Hao instantly flipped over, watching as Tang San summoned the Clear Sky Hammer in his left hand, overcome with excitement!

"Twin spirits! It's actually twin spirits! My son! My son!"

Well, so much for how much Tang Hao loved A Yin, ha!

Seeing the Blue Silver Grass: Don't bother me!

Seeing the Clear Sky Hammer: My son! My son!

Finally, Tang Hao let out a long sigh, looked at Tang San with a heavy gaze, and said seriously:

"Little San, do you want to become a Spirit Master?"

We finally understand who Tang San inherited his double standards from.

Awakening the Blue Silver Grass: What do you think a Blue Silver Grass spirit can cultivate into? It's just a trash spirit.

Revealing the Clear Sky Hammer: Little San, do you want to become a Spirit Master?

Tang San spoke without hesitation: "I do!"

"Sigh... you are destined to walk this path after all!" Tang Hao looked at Tang San with a rare, affectionate gaze.

"Good child, Father agrees to let you be a Spirit Master! However, you must promise me a few conditions!"

"I promise!" The great God King Tang nodded without the slightest hesitation.

"From now on, you will only use the Blue Silver Grass spirit. Never reveal the hammer spirit to anyone unless your life is in danger!"

"Also, do not add any spirit rings to the hammer!"

"Fine! I promise you!"

Three months later, Tang San followed Old Jack to the Nuoding Junior Spirit Master Academy.

Arriving at the gates of the junior academy, Tang San and Old Jack were immediately blocked by the guard on duty, who looked at their plain clothing with a sneer.

Old Jack respectfully handed over the certificate issued by Spirit Hall, only to be met with a barrage of sarcasm from the guard:

"Blue Silver Grass? Did I read that right? Innate full soul power with Blue Silver Grass? Your certificate couldn't possibly be forged, could it!"

"You!" Old Jack was incensed. Seeing that the guard was intentionally making things difficult, he decided to take Tang San to the local Spirit Hall branch to find Deacon Su Yuntao. "Just you wait, I'm going to fetch Deacon Su Yuntao from the branch right now!"

The guard scoffed, "Ha! Can a straw nest really produce a golden phoenix? What Holy Soul Village! I think it should be called Beggar Village instead!"

Old Jack stopped in his tracks, about to turn back and argue with the guard.

The guard was also provoked, and in the heat of the argument, he couldn't help but reach out to shove Old Jack.

Tang San made his move. "Mysterious Jade Hand!"

With a graceful shift of his weight, he sent the guard flying with a flick of his wrist. The next second, he extended his right hand, ready to fire his Sleeve Arrow to end the guard's life once and for all.

Just at that critical, life-or-death moment, that man arrived!

He was the man known by everyone across the entire Douluo Continent, excluding Spirit Hall, as "Grandmaster"!

Time is a cruel blade; at this moment, Yu Xiaogang sported a shiny buzz cut and a short, stubbly beard, looking every bit the middle-aged man.

With his hands clasped behind his back, he strolled over with the air of an expert.

"That's enough! Stop! Little one, let me see the certificate Spirit Hall issued you."

Tang San whipped his head around to see a face he hadn't seen in a long time.

It was the person he hadn't laid eyes on since he ascended to the God Realm.

It was... Yu Xiaogang!