Meanwhile, inside the Little Shop.
"The gains and losses from two jars are nothing."
"Opening jars is all about taking part."
Tang Hao looked at the two bunches of Mountain Grapes Tang San had gotten, then patted his shoulder reassuringly.
"Dad, I understand."
Tang San nodded, feeling a little better inside. Then he smashed another jar.
With a crack, the jar shattered.
When Lin Xiao saw the bunch of something that fell out, his expression turned strange.
Another fucking bunch of Mountain Grapes! Tang San cursed inwardly at the sight.
With a darkened face, he asked Tang Hao, "Dad, do the gains and losses from three jars not matter either?"
Tang Hao's expression stiffened. He actually had no answer.
Seeing this, Tang San sighed helplessly. "Dad, is it really that hard for me to get an Experience Capsule or a Proficiency Capsule?"
This time, Tang Hao nodded in agreement. "It really is hard. I've been opening jars for two weeks, and this was the only time my luck truly exploded. I got so many good things."
Ugh... Tang San sighed inwardly.
Now he understood why Tang Hao was so obsessed with opening jars, even knowing that he risked exposing himself to Spirit Hall.
What Soul Master could refuse a rapid increase in strength?
Even though Tang San had never gotten an Experience Capsule or a Proficiency Capsule, he was already filled with longing.
I want power. Give me power!
Only great power can let me face Spirit Hall's threat without fear. Only great power can let me find Xiao Wu again.
At that thought, Tang San's eyes reddened.
The feeling of seeing something he wanted but being unable to reach it was truly enough to drive him mad.
Crack.
The fourth jar shattered, suddenly bursting with blue light.
"Xiao San,