Tang San's First Soul Skill, Rich Imagination

Stepping forward slowly, Tang San's eyes were filled with anticipation for his first soul ring.

With a swift motion of his blade, he severed the Star Seed Grass at the waist without the slightest hesitation.

Before long, a yellow soul ring drifted upward. Tang San turned to look at Tang Chuan, and only after the latter nodded did he sit cross-legged to begin his absorption.

The yellow soul ring was guided toward Tang San's head, eventually sinking into his body.

Seeing that the boy didn't even furrow his brow, Tang Chuan felt relieved. It seemed the Whale Rubber had been highly effective; combined with the Mysterious Heaven Skill, Tang San was absorbing a ring beyond his current limit with ease.

After expanding his Blue Silver Domain to ensure there was no danger in the vicinity, Tang Chuan summoned his Blue Silver Grass to weave a wicker chair.

He sat down, crossed his legs, and watched Tang San absorb the soul ring.

He wasn't like those people who went to hunt soul rings without even a protector to watch over them while they ate; he truly cherished his disciple.

As a first soul ring, the absorption process was bound to take a long time for Tang San, even with his cultivation technique.

Nearly two and a half hours passed before Tang San finally showed any signs of movement.

He slowly opened his eyes, the vitality of the Star Seed Grass circulating within him.

Opening his right hand, he manifested a seemingly ordinary stalk of Blue Silver Grass.

Tang Chuan stepped forward to inspect it and noticed subtle, silver patterns appearing along the edges of the leaves—unmistakable signs that it was beginning its evolution into a Blue Silver King.

Silver represented the Blue Silver King, while golden patterns belonged to the Blue Silver Emperor.

Tang Chuan also noticed that after absorbing the ring, Tang San's previously plain features had softened, and his skin had shifted from its original wheat-colored tone to a fairer complexion.

Even his short, black hair now carried a faint, shimmering hint of blue.

"Not bad. It looks like this soul ring is a perfect match for you!"

Seeing the boy resemble a smaller, slightly less refined version of himself, a smile touched Tang Chuan's face.

"Godfather, after absorbing this ring, my Soul Power Level reached level thirteen. Plus, I feel completely rejuvenated!"

"Little San, take a look at the changes."

He pulled a mirror from his storage Soul Tool and handed it to Tang San.

Taking the mirror, Tang San was shocked by the reflection. His eyes darted back and forth between Tang Chuan and his own image.

"This, this!"

"Godfather, is it possible that I'm not actually your biological son? We look like we were cut from the same mold!"

"Little San, this is all fate, but remember not to speak carelessly. You must know that your biological father is Tang Hao!"

Tang San fell silent; the joy brought by his first soul ring was washed away by the revelation.

The name Tang Hao lingered in his mind. The man was his biological father, yet why was he so cold? It didn't feel like the way a father should treat his own son.

"Little San? Show me your first soul skill."

Tang San ultimately buried those thoughts deep inside and nodded. A yellow soul ring emerged beneath his feet and glowed, and the Blue Silver Grass in his hand radiated a faint blue light.

"First soul skill, Proliferating Seed Scatter!"

Tang San's expression was solemn as he swept his hands through the air. To the naked eye, there was nothing there, but in Tang Chuan's vision, the air was filled with Blue Silver Grass seeds.

Under the influence of the Star Seed Grass, the seeds had become incredibly minute.

"Bind!"

Several strands of Blue Silver Grass erupted from thin air and wrapped around Tang Chuan. He struggled slightly and found them to be much tougher than he had imagined.

"Not bad. Your first instinct is to bind, but if you develop it further, couldn't you evolve it from growing vines to shooting Blue Silver Thorns as thin as silver needles?"

Tang Chuan's words served as a wake-up call. Tang San immediately realized the immense potential for developing this soul skill—not only were the seeds microscopic, but he could also freely control their form.

"Thank you for the guidance, Godfather!"

Tang San bowed to Tang Chuan, who spread his arms, causing the Blue Silver Grass on his body to shatter and scatter across the ground.

"Alright, let's head back. As for your father, Tang Hao, I hope you can remain calm. Perhaps when you are stronger, you will find your own answers."

Tang Chuan didn't resort to bad-mouthing Tang Hao immediately; that would only prove counterproductive. It was better to let Tang San contemplate it himself.

Walking along the road, Tang San kept his head down, deep in thought. Tang Chuan remained silent, his Blue Silver Domain constantly sweeping the surroundings to monitor for any movement.

By the time they exited the forest, it was already dark. Tang Chuan decided to stay at an inn on the outskirts and return to Nuoding City the next morning.

"Little San, order whatever you want to eat. It's on me!"

The two sat at the table and reviewed the menu. Tang Chuan ordered a few items and passed the list to Tang San.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony!"

Tang San's emotions had stabilized, and he began to scan the menu.

He frowned; he couldn't find any strongly flavored dishes on the list, which seemed quite unacceptable.

"How about this? Spicy Rabbit Head. You should enjoy something with a bit of a kick, right, Little San?"

Tang Chuan knew that in his past life, Tang San had been part of the Bashu Tang Sect, where the food was typically quite spicy.

"Then we'll have the Spicy Rabbit Head!"

Tang San's eyes lit up. This Spicy Rabbit Head really looked like it was to his taste; as expected of his godfather, he understood him so well!

It wasn't until all the dishes were served that Tang San belatedly realized he was quite hungry. Usually, at this hour, he would be drinking thin porridge and gnawing on bread; his family's circumstances never allowed him to eat even a little bit of meat.

Even when there was meat, Tang San would give it to Tang Hao first. If not for the relief provided by Old Jack, the village head, and Tang San's own Mysterious Heaven Skill, he might have truly starved to death in Holy Soul Village.

"Good child, look at how thin you are. It's clear you're malnourished. Now that you're a Soul Master, you should eat more and not shortchange yourself!"

Tang Chuan's large hand patted Tang San's head. A sense of warmth and affection instantly flooded Tang San's heart; this felt even more intimate than his own father!

Tang San nearly burst into tears once more. This kind of genuine, heartfelt care was something he had only ever felt from his godfather Tang Chuan. Tang Hao's embrace, by comparison, had always felt somewhat belated.

It lacked true sincerity, driven entirely by an obsession with his Twin Martial Souls.

"Godfather!"

Hearing the extreme emotion in Tang San's voice and seeing the blissful expression he wore even as he shed tears, Tang Chuan couldn't help but look away, unable to bear watching any longer.

To Tang San, however, this was a gesture his godfather made because he couldn't bear to see him cry.

He secretly swore to himself that if, one day in the future, anyone dared to harm his godfather, they would have to step over his dead body first!