"A deep bond between master and disciple"; Tang San secretly gagged

"Dad, why?" Tang San's voice was full of confusion.

If anyone other than his own father had said that, he would already have marked them as someone courting death.

"Xiao San, you know the drawbacks of twin martial souls, don't you?" Instead of answering directly, Tang Hao sighed softly.

Tang San paused, then nodded. "The first person with twin martial souls couldn't resolve the conflict between them and died when his body exploded... but what does that have to do with not killing Yu Xiaogang?"

At that, Tang San's expression stiffened slightly before turning to horror. "Dad, don't tell me you mean that useless theorist Yu Xiaogang can teach me how to resolve the conflict between my twin martial souls?"

Tang Hao nodded solemnly, then shook his head. "That waste certainly doesn't have the ability, but the second genius in the world to possess twin martial souls, Bibi Dong, the current Pope of Spirit Hall, was once Yu Xiaogang's lover. Only through him can we learn the method for cultivating twin martial souls from the Pope."

Tang San nodded in understanding, only to become even more confused. "Dad, then why not let me join Spirit Hall? With my talent for twin martial souls, Pope Bibi Dong should be willing to teach me how to cultivate them!"

Hearing that, Tang Hao's body trembled slightly, hatred filling his eyes. "Xiao San, that brings us to the second thing Dad wanted to tell you today. No matter what, you must never join Spirit Hall! Our family has a blood feud with them!"

Seeing the hatred in his father's eyes, Tang San paused, then immediately nodded. "I understand, Dad."

Tang San relabeled Spirit Hall as "already courting death."

"Dad, what exactly happened between our family and Spirit Hall?" Tang San asked. He was simply