After hearing Tang San out, Tang Hao rubbed his chin and asked in puzzlement.
"Then... where can we find these spiritual herbs?"
At Tang Hao's question, Tang San shook his head dejectedly.
"Dad, I don't know either. Spiritual herbs grow in treasured places where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathers. Finding them is purely a matter of luck."
Tang Hao frowned. Wasn't that as good as saying nothing? Then what the hell had he been so excited about?
But then a flash of inspiration struck Tang Hao, and something surfaced in his mind.
"Crystal blood dragon ginseng!"
"Dad, what did you say?"
Hearing that familiar name, Tang San immediately grew excited.
"You know about it?"
Tang Hao looked at the wildly excited Tang San and asked in confusion.
Tang San nodded vigorously.
"Dad, crystal blood dragon ginseng is a supreme immortal-grade medicinal herb, the emperor of all ginseng. It is born at the eighth grade and can evolve into a ninth-grade ginseng king after ten thousand years.
Its medicinal effects can help Soul Masters break through bottlenecks and greatly increase their soul power.
It also has an unparalleled ability to gently nourish the body, repairing damage and strengthening one's foundations. It is especially restorative for those who have exhausted their soul power or suffered serious injuries.
If we really have crystal blood dragon ginseng, it can not only purge the toxins from my body but also replenish my depleted vitality,
allow my martial soul to evolve further, and even raise my soul power level."
The more Tang San spoke, the more excited he became. This was a supreme immortal-grade medicinal herb on par with the Lovesick Heartbreak Red!
Tang Hao's eyes lit up at Tang San's explanation. He had never imagined that old bastard was hiding something so valuable.
At that thought, anger surged through Tang Hao again. No one knew better than he did where the crystal blood dragon ginseng was.
That old bastard actually hid such a heaven-defying treasure instead of offering it to the Clear Sky Sect.
With that crystal blood dragon ginseng, I might have become a Titled Douluo even sooner. That undying old bastard Bai He.
But... now my son needs this spiritual medicine. You'd better know what's good for you, you old bastard!
With that thought, Tang Hao turned to Tang San.
"I know where to find this crystal blood dragon ginseng. Stay here and wait for me for a while. I'll go get it for you!"
"Dad, you really know? That's wonderful."
Tang San was overjoyed. Heaven truly never barred every path. Just moments ago, he had been worrying about what to do with his martial soul, only for his father to provide the answer.
Tang Hao nodded impatiently.
"Yes, but it may take some time. Focus on your cultivation while I'm away."
"Then, Dad, earlier you said you wanted to talk to me..."
Now that his martial soul problem had been resolved, Tang San looked at Tang Hao and asked somewhat hesitantly.
He had been looking forward to this day all along. Where exactly was his mother, and why had he never seen her?
And there was his father's identity. Although Tang Hao had never said anything about it,
Tang San was, after all, a transmigrator. In his previous life, he had spent over twenty years living in a place full of intrigue like the Tang Sect.
He could clearly sense Tang Hao's concealment. His father must be hiding something, and he was certainly no ordinary man.
At Tang San's question, Tang Hao fell silent.
He had originally believed there was no way to resolve Tang San's martial soul problem, so he had planned to take him to the Blue Silver Forest. That was why he had intended to tell him everything.
After all, telling him beforehand that his mother was a blade of grass was better than letting Tang San make wild guesses after awakening the Blue Silver Emperor.
But now Tang San said crystal blood dragon ginseng could resolve his problem, so there was no need to go to the Blue Silver Forest.
That left him in a difficult position. If he said nothing, he had already promised to tell Tang San about his mother.
Hiding it now would only make Tang San increasingly suspicious.
But telling him too early wouldn't do him any good either.
"Ahem. What I wanted to talk to you about was your mother."
"Mom! Dad, where exactly is Mom? Why have I never seen her?"
Hearing that it really was about his mother, Tang San immediately stood up and asked urgently.
Tang Hao sighed and leaned against a tree in dejection.
"Alas, I'm the one who brought harm upon your mother. You're still young, so I can't tell you too much.
All you need to know is that your mother's martial soul is the Blue Silver Emperor, the sovereign of the Blue Silver Grass Clan.
She encountered danger and can't see you yet."
Hearing Tang Hao's words, Tang San's eyes immediately filled with tears. So his Blue Silver Grass truly wasn't a useless martial soul-it was the Blue Silver Emperor.
"Damn you, Yu Xiaogang!"
"Then, Dad, who injured you so badly? And who forced Mom into that situation?"
Tang Hao didn't answer Tang San's questions directly.
"Your main priority now is to cultivate diligently. Once you become a Titled Douluo, add soul rings to your second martial soul.
As for everything else, that's not something you should be asking about. They're extremely powerful, beyond what you or I can handle right now."
Tang San froze at those words, then calmed down.
Tang Hao was right. His current strength was far too low.
"I understand, Dad. I'll work twice as hard and strive to become a Titled Douluo as soon as possible."
Tang Hao nodded, then seemed to remember something and addressed Tang San solemnly.
"This time, I exposed my strength in front of others to save this piece of trash.
They'll easily connect you to me, and you'll be in great danger. If the academy can no longer protect you,
go to the Strength Clan in Heaven Dou City. The people there will shelter you.
Also, remember to keep that girl called Xiao Wu with you at all times. She's very important. Understand?"
Although Tang San had questions about Tang Hao's arrangements, he trusted his father completely.
Without the slightest hesitation, Tang San nodded firmly.
"Don't worry, Dad. I'll do exactly as you say."
Only after receiving Tang San's assurance did Tang Hao leave with peace of mind.
Watching Tang Hao leave, Tang San felt reluctant to part with him. After so many years, this was the first time he had seen his father.
"Next..."
Suddenly, his demeanor changed completely. Tang San stared at Yu Xiaogang on the ground with eyes full of viciousness, his teeth grinding audibly.
Tang San was now panting like an ox, his eyes bloodshot. A Zhuge Repeating Crossbow appeared in his hand, aimed at Yu Xiaogang's heart.
"This piece of trash not only used me for experiments and ruined my martial soul, but also turned my respect for my teacher and his teachings into a joke.
How could an upright gentleman like me, Tang San, have such a disgraceful master?
A fraud fishing for fame and praise deserves nothing less than death!"
As he spoke, Tang San pulled the trigger, and the Zhuge Repeating Crossbow immediately released a series of mechanical clicks.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Several steel bolts shot from the Zhuge Repeating Crossbow, heading straight for Yu Xiaogang's vital points.
Not far away, Tang Hao had barely taken two steps when he remembered Yu Xiaogang still lying on the ground. Recalling Tang San's habit of exacting vengeance for even the slightest grievance, he inwardly cursed.
No! With Little Three's temperament, he'll definitely kill that piece of trash!
At that thought, Tang Hao instantly vanished from where he stood and appeared before Yu Xiaogang in the blink of an eye.
Seeing the bolts flying toward him, Tang Hao sent out a surge of soul power and stopped them outright.
"Dad?"
Tang San was a little surprised to see Tang Hao appear. He didn't understand why his father had returned, much less why he was stopping him from killing Yu Xiaogang.
Tang Hao looked at the bolts on the ground and snorted coldly, his expression terrifyingly dark.
Had he arrived even a moment later, Yu Xiaogang would already have been a cold corpse.
At that thought, Tang Hao flashed in front of Tang San, raised his hand, and slapped him.
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