Fatherly Love You Can Give Too, the Fifth Blood Essence Soul Ring

Had I been manipulating Tang San too harshly? I had practically turned the child into a pouty little fish.

Looking at Tang San, who had already left his room, Tang Wulin couldn't help thinking to himself.

But he quickly banished the thought completely. What manipulation? I was doing it all for Xiao San's own good.

Besides, respecting one's teacher was only proper, wasn't it? Showing a little more reverence toward one's teacher was perfectly normal.

"Sir, you've been watching for so long. Shouldn't you come out now?"

Tang Wulin's gaze sharpened, immediately turning toward the window.

He had sensed some time ago that an unfamiliar presence and figure had appeared beside him and Tang San.

Now that Tang San had been sent away, Tang Wulin finally had the chance to get a good look at this expert who could appear silently so close to him.

"As expected of a soul master who possesses the Blue Silver Emperor. Your perception is truly sharp."

"To discover me so easily is something even an ordinary Spirit Douluo couldn't do."

"Young man, your strength is impressive!"

As soon as Tang Wulin finished speaking, a figure silently appeared inside the room.

The man looked to be in his fifties. He wore a ragged, filthy robe, and his sallow face looked somewhat aged. The beard covering his face had clearly gone unshaved for who knew how long, making him look utterly wretched.

"You're Xiao San's father. You're the Clear Sky Douluo?"

Tang Wulin had guessed Tang Hao's identity long ago, but seeing him in person still left him shaken by the man's appearance.

A dignified Titled Douluo had actually let himself become like this. Surely, throughout the entire Douluo Continent, there was no one who cared less about his appearance than Tang Hao.

"Hm? You know who I am?"

Tang Wulin's blunt revelation left Tang Hao stunned.

Then Tang Hao's bleary, drunken eyes cleared. He scrutinized Tang Wulin from head to toe, and an oppressive aura that made it difficult to breathe radiated from his entire body.

"Xiao San's second martial soul is the Clear Sky Hammer!"

"And the Clear Sky Sect sealed itself off six years ago. Its soul masters haven't appeared in the soul master world since. Someone who could appear here now and who bears some resemblance to Xiao San must be that legendary Clear Sky Douluo."

Tang Wulin wasn't intimidated by the aura Tang Hao released.

Tang Hao was very strong; there was no doubt about that. Defeating three Titled Douluo immediately after becoming one himself, with one of them even possessing a Six-Winged Angel, was enough to prove his strength.

But the original story had also made it clear that Tang Hao had been seriously wounded after that battle. Tang Wulin might not be his match.

Still, Tang Wulin was confident he could preserve his life in Tang Hao's hands. After all, he had plenty of good things at his disposal, and the eruption of the Golden Dragon King's bloodline was not to be underestimated.

"You're very clever. Your appearance reminds me of Xiao San's mother."

Looking at Tang Wulin's face, which resembled Ah Yin's by two or three parts, Tang Hao revealed a trace of emotion.

Tang Hao had been present when Tang San became his disciple. At the time, Tang Wulin's appearance and martial soul had already shocked him.

The Blue Silver Emperor martial soul was remarkably similar to Ah Yin's, and Tang Wulin was just as intelligent.

No wonder Xiao San, who had been precocious from childhood, was so close to him and had even taken him as his teacher.

Over the next few days, Tang Wulin's performance and the knowledge he displayed also satisfied Tang Hao greatly.

At least he was far more reliable than that Yu Xiaogang.

As members of the Upper Three Sects, Tang Hao was older than Yu Xiaogang, but not by much.

He naturally knew this trash whose Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul had mutated into a pig and whose soul skill was nothing more than farting.

If Tang Wulin had never appeared, Tang Hao would at least have needed to observe him for some time before completely entrusting Tang San to him and leaving on his own.

But Tang Wulin's appearance had put Tang Hao completely at ease.

And he had come today to completely entrust Tang San to the man before him. He planned to leave Notting City and wander the continent in search of a chance to recover from his injuries.

"Looks like my guess was right. You really are the Clear Sky Douluo of old, Tang Hao."

"Then may I ask what brings the dignified Clear Sky Douluo here to see me?"

Tang Wulin furrowed his brows and looked at Tang Hao standing not far away, speaking with a trace of confusion.

"Although I don't know why you took Xiao San as your disciple, I can see that you're truly very good to him. I feel at ease leaving him in your care."

"I'll be leaving for some time. Xiao San will be entrusted to you."

"Take this. It should be of some help to you."

After Tang Hao finished speaking, he tossed a black token from his hand. It was none other than the Pope Token in Tang Hao's possession!

"You're leaving? You're Xiao San's father—how can you leave?"

"Xiao San still needs you as his father!"

Tang Wulin caught the Pope Token. Looking at Tang Hao, who was about to leave, he spoke in a solemn tone.

"You're Xiao San's teacher. The fatherly love I can give Xiao San, you can give him too. I believe you won't disappoint me."

After Tang Hao finished speaking, his figure vanished completely. Clearly, he had truly left.

Seeing this, Tang Wulin lowered his eyes slightly and didn't chase after him. He simply placed the Pope Token into his storage Soul Tool.

After Tang Hao left.

In the blink of an eye, two months passed.

That day, inside the room.

Soul Power and Bloodline Power intertwined, while the Bloodline Power continually drove up the temperature in the room.

Tang Wulin's entire body was covered in golden scales. A savage, ferocious aura surged forth as his Bloodline Power and Soul Power continued to rise, causing the Golden Dragon King's bloodline within him to boil once again.

How terrifying was the Golden Dragon King's bloodline? As it boiled without end, its concentration deepened further and further.

As the bloodline grew denser, Tang Wulin's body began to expand continuously. On the surface of his body, the blood vessels became visibly thicker, bulging like little dragons across his entire form.

The golden scales on his skin also turned blood-red, and dense Bloodline Power, accompanied by the Golden Dragon King's fierce aura, leaked throughout the room.

"Pfft!"

A violent stabbing pain erupted in Tang Wulin's shoulder blades and back. In the next moment, the skin on his back split open, and a pair of golden-red dragon wings spread from behind him, slowly extending outward.

At this moment, his bloodline fully blossomed. Tang Wulin's entire body seemed to have been reborn, while his dense, scorching Bloodline Power slowly condensed.

A new golden Blood Essence Soul Ring appeared beneath Tang Wulin's feet.

As his Soul Power reached level sixty, he finally condensed his fifth Blood Essence Soul Ring.

With the appearance of the fifth Blood Essence Soul Ring, Tang Wulin's physical strength and spiritual power were enhanced once again.

"It's time to obtain my sixth Soul Ring!"

He threw a punch, directly producing a sonic boom. With such terrifying physical strength, Tang Wulin was unmatched!