Tang San Wants to See Ah Yin

After the three left, the dean and that teacher finally arrived. Looking at the few remaining Work-Study Students on the field, they seemed rather bewildered.

Wasn't this supposed to be a private group fight? Wasn't the city lord's son leading it? Where were they?

Noticing the dean turn to look at him, the teacher felt wronged as well. He had not expected the fight to end so quickly.

"Were you bullied just now?"

Seeing how spineless the teacher was, the dean's anger flared, and he simply stepped forward to ask himself.

"Dean, it was Sister Xiao Wu. Xiao Chenyu wanted to make Sister Xiao Wu his subordinate, and then they started fighting. Fortunately, Tang San and Teacher Tang Chuan came."

"Alright, since nothing happened, you can all go back first. I'll speak with Xiao Chenyu myself!"

Everyone dispersed one after another, and the dean also breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the city lord's son was not entirely foolish; at least he knew to listen to his father.

If he had bullied Tang San, never mind whether the dean could mediate in time—if Tang Chuan got angry, City Lord Xiao's entire family would be doomed!

The strongest people in Nuoding City were the Nuoding Academy Dean and the city lord, both Soul Ancestors in their forties. Tang Chuan could kill several people like them with a single punch.

Meanwhile, in Tang Chuan's dormitory.

Tang Chuan had gone with a teacher to settle the payment for his classes.

Xiao Wu had been settled into a chair with a backrest, while Tang San stood beside her with a reluctant expression, applying medicine to her injuries.

"Tang San, I didn't expect you to have a side like this. I thought you were some great devil who killed without batting an eye!"

Xiao Wu found Tang San's appearance rather amusing. Though he always kept her from getting close to Teacher Tang Chuan, he had never actually harmed her.

"Hmph, don't you just want my teacher to take care of you? Let me tell you, my teacher is pure and spotless. How could a little girl like you ever move him?"

"I already told you, I don't like Teacher Tang Chuan. I just think he feels very familiar!"

Xiao Wu frowned. Why did Tang San always think she liked Teacher Tang Chuan? Though he really was handsome, and he carried the scent of Blue Silver Grass.

At that moment, Xiao Wu suddenly noticed that Tang San's hair seemed to be a light blue, and his facial features somewhat resembled Teacher Tang Chuan's as well.

"You... aren't Teacher Tang Chuan's son, are you?"

After thinking it over, Xiao Wu ultimately asked. It was not for any other reason—Tang Chuan and Tang San did look somewhat alike. Though Tang San's face still looked fairly ordinary now, he had not grown into his features yet.

"What are you talking about! I wish I were Teacher's biological son."

Tang San sighed, though inwardly he felt rather pleased. He had not expected Xiao Wu to have such sharp eyes. Tang San found her much more pleasing to look at now.

"By the way, Tang San, what do your parents do?"

Once the topic came up, Xiao Wu seemed to open up completely, asking directly about his family background.

"My father is a blacksmith. My mother..."

That was right. Who was my mother?

Tang San suddenly felt lost. He had been born for so long, yet he had never seen his mother. His father, Tang Hao, never spoke of her either. Every day, he just lay there like an oversized baby, drinking from morning till night.

"My mother... I don't know who she is either. I've never seen her since I was born."

Tang San's mood sank. As someone steeped in old-fashioned values, he cared deeply about family ties, yet he did not even know who his mother was or where she might be.

"Ah, sorry. I shouldn't have asked."

Xiao Wu felt some sympathy for Tang San as well. Her mother was gone too, and she had been killed by people from Spirit Hall.

"Alright, the medicine's applied. Once your foot feels a little better, you should leave."

Tang San put away the ointment and stood, stretching his joints. He temporarily buried the matter of his mother in his heart, intending to ask his godfather about it later.

After some time, the door opened. Tang Chuan had returned.

Seeing Xiao Wu putting on her shoes and beginning to walk, Tang Chuan asked curiously, "All done? How is it? Xiao Wu, are you alright?"

"Thank you for your concern, Teacher Tang Chuan. Xiao Wu is much better now."

Looking at Tang Chuan, Xiao Wu decided to return to Dorm Seven first. Too much had happened today, and she felt mentally exhausted.

"Tang San, I'm heading back first. Are you coming?"

"No, I'll be back later."

Click!

As the door closed, Tang San finally looked at Tang Chuan and said respectfully, "Godfather, Little San has something he wishes to ask you."

"Do you... do you know who my mother is?"

Tang Chuan did not answer immediately. Instead, he brought over two chairs. Only after they had both sat down did he ask in return, "Little San, are you sure you want to know? I'm afraid you may not be able to bear it yet."

Tang San bit his lip, his small hands clenched tightly. He truly felt conflicted. Tang Hao's coldness, his mother's whereabouts—Tang San wanted to know the reasons behind all of it.

"Godfather, tell me. I can accept it!"

"Your mother was named Ah Yin. She was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast."

Rumble!

Right from the start, Tang San found his godfather's first sentence almost unbearable. His mother... was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?

"Then where is she now? Why have I never seen her since I was born?"

Tang San's tone was urgent. He desperately wanted to know what had happened back then.

Tang San understood the principles behind martial souls. As someone with Twin Martial Souls, the Clear Sky Hammer came from his father, Tang Hao, so the Blue Silver Grass naturally came from his mother.

And a martial soul capable of forming twins with the Clear Sky Hammer could not possibly be weak. So this truly was the Blue Silver Emperor martial soul his godfather had mentioned!

Tang Chuan did not hide anything from him. Beginning with how Ah Yin had taken human form and encountered the brothers Tang Hao and Tang Xiao, he recounted everything one detail at a time.

As the sun neared the horizon, Tang Chuan and Tang San sat facing one another in the dim room. No lamp had been lit, and Tang San's expression was exceptionally calm.

Tang San did not doubt a single word his godfather had told him. Yet what he found hardest to accept was that when his mother, Ah Yin, had taken human form as a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast and become pregnant, her aura would leak out.

And what had his father, Tang Hao, done? He had actually taken his mother traveling, and by sheer coincidence, they had been discovered by Spirit Hall. In the end, Ah Yin could only rely on sacrificing herself to allow Tang Hao to break through to Title Douluo, enabling him to fight his way out of the encirclement.

"Little San, don't be sad. Your mother has not completely died. The greatest strength of Blue Silver Grass lies in its vitality. Your mother has now reverted to her true form and been planted somewhere."

"Really? Can you take Little San to see her? Please, Godfather!"

Tang San's voice choked up. He wanted to see his mother more than anything. Tang Hao's actions enraged him, while his mother's sacrifice filled Tang San with unbearable heartache.

"In a couple of days, I'll take you there. This will also be your opportunity for Martial Soul Evolution."

The Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone hidden near Ah Yin was what Tang San needed. It was also proof that he had gained the Blue Silver King's recognition.