Tang San Recognizes His Father

Taking a deep breath, Tang San trudged forward with heavy steps.

The space inside was fairly open, with only a faint sliver of light falling from above. At the center stood a small mound of earth, upon which grew a frail, slender Blue Silver Grass. That was all that remained of Ah Yin's origin.

"Little San, she seems not to have awakened yet."

"Teacher, please help Little San!"

Tang San did not even call him godfather now, showing just how anxious he was. The connection in his Blue Silver Grass and bloodline told him that this weak Blue Silver Grass before him was his mother.

Nodding, Tang Chuan released his Forest of Myriad Phenomena. In an instant, Blue Silver Grass sprouted wildly from the surrounding ground, and before long, the entire place was engulfed by it.

Threads of azure light continuously flowed toward Ah Yin. Before long, she began to move without wind, swaying as she slowly raised her large leaves.

"Child..."

Ah Yin's roots stretched forward. Under Tang Chuan's barely contained expression and Tang San's shocked gaze, Ah Yin's roots wrapped around Tang Chuan's palm.

"Cough, cough!"

Tang Chuan hurriedly sent a trace of Soul Power into her, seemingly guiding Ah Yin to wrap around her own son.

Moments later, Ah Yin's roots wrapped around Tang San again. Unlike before, Tang Chuan felt nothing unusual, but Tang San did.

"Mother!"

Tears welled in Tang San's eyes. Through the roots, he could feel the longing and concern contained within them.

"Little San, because of your teacher's domain just now, your mother mistook me for someone else."

"It's fine, Godfather. Little San understands!"

Tang San said nothing more. Instead, he knelt before Ah Yin and heavily kowtowed several times.

While this was happening, Tang Chuan looked around and noticed marks on a stone wall. It appeared to be where Tang Hao had stored the soul bone.

The Blue Silver Emperor grew into a whip, and Tang Chuan flicked it upward.

Clack!

A long black box fell out. There were no marks on its exterior.

But Tang Chuan knew that it was a lead box used to conceal the aura of a soul bone.

"Godfather, this is?"

Hearing the commotion, Tang San hurriedly got up and came over to inspect it. His mother seemed to have lost her consciousness for now, likely because she was far too weak.

"This is the soul bone left behind after your mother's sacrifice all those years ago—the Hundred Thousand Year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone!"

"A hundred thousand years!?"

Tang San's eyes widened. Tang Chuan had taught him about soul bones: skull bones, torso bones, left and right arm bones, left and right leg bones, as well as the rarest External Soul Bones.

Among them, the age of a soul bone corresponded to its quality. What did a hundred thousand years mean? Even a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone was enough to make a Title Douluo kill for it, let alone one that was a hundred thousand years old.

As Tang Chuan lifted the lid, an azure radiance filled the entire cave. The rich aura of life made the surrounding Blue Silver Grass sway unconsciously.

Transparent blue-gold all over, covered in vine-like patterns, and naturally emitting a soft, life-filled glow, warm and lustrous like jade—this was the Hundred Thousand Year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone.

Tang San stared at the soul bone, his gaze somewhat vacant. This was his mother's...

"Little San, absorb it. Since it belongs to your mother, it should be absorbed by you."

"Godfather, Little San will always remember how much you have nurtured me. You should have this soul bone instead!"

Tang San shook his head in refusal. His godfather had given so much for him and spent every day training him; his cultivation had surely fallen behind because of it. Godfather should absorb it instead.

"No, Little San. I am your godfather. Only when my own son grows stronger will I, as a father, feel proud. Stop refusing and absorb it now!"

Tang Chuan stopped arguing and shoved the soul bone into Tang San's arms, then turned away and refused to look at him.

Naturally, he had no need for the Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone. He already had one, so what would he need another for? Besides, even if he did not, this soul bone would only go to Tang San.

How could a teacher steal something from his own student? That would be outrageous.

"Godfather!"

Tears filled Tang San's eyes once more. With a thud, Tang San knelt again and shouted:

"Little San has drifted through half his life, only regretting that he never met a worthy father. If Godfather does not reject me, I am willing to recognize you as Little San's father!"

Tang San spoke those words with utter sincerity. Although he already called Tang Chuan godfather, that was not the same as being truly related.

In Tang San's eyes, since they both possessed the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline, they had to be related by blood. In that case, it was only natural for Tang Chuan to become his biological father!

The only pity was that Tang San did not know what his mother looked like. If she were beautiful, he might even have entertained the thought of bringing his godfather and mother together.

"Little San, why put yourself through this?"

When Tang Chuan turned around, he saw that Tang San had actually started calling him father.

"If Father does not agree, Little San will not get up."

"Ah, child. Since that is the case, then you are my, Tang Chuan's, good son!"

Tang Chuan sighed, but he also agreed to Tang San's request.

"Father! I'll absorb it right away!"

Tang San felt a surge of wild joy. He had a father—and one who cared for him so deeply. Tang Hao? He was irrelevant! The way he had treated Tang San's mother was a blatant violation of Tang San's code of a gentleman. He deserved the scorn of the world!

Tang San pressed the Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone against the corresponding spot on his body. Instantly, it emitted a dense blue-gold radiance, and countless phantom images of Blue Silver Grass circled around him.

The fragrance of grass and trees spread through the air as blue-gold currents flowed beneath the skin of his right leg, forming blue-gold patterns.

Tang San only felt a gentle, warm current travel from his thigh throughout his entire body. That life energy continuously washed over his meridians and body.

Throughout the process, the Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone steadily fused with Tang San's flesh.

The energy of a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone was exceptionally abundant. Tang San was only level thirteen, so the absorption would take a very long time. This was also why Tang Chuan had prepared so many things before setting out.

Soon, two days passed.

From the outside, Tang San's body was changing as well. The first to undergo transformation was his Blue Silver Grass martial soul.

The faint silver patterns it had possessed at first gradually became more distinct. The Blue Silver Grass grew thicker and more luxuriant, while the silver patterns on it began shifting toward gold.

In the end, they remained in a transitional state between silver and gold. Clearly, his bloodline had been stimulated remarkably well.

Tang San himself was also continuously transforming. First was his hair, which had once been black with hints of blue, but now became a pure light blue.

The originally deep-blue Blue Silver Grass Soul Power around his body also transformed, becoming blue flecked with traces of gold.

His body had grown considerably taller. He was no longer possibly shorter than Xiao Wu; now, Tang San stood much taller than her.

His appearance changed as well. His skin, which had previously only been somewhat fair, now became pale, clean, and flawless.