"Can I only get Thousand-Year Soul Rings over three thousand years old?"
After hearing Tang Hao's words, Tang San showed no joy whatsoever. Instead, his face filled with bitterness.
"Xiao San, having thousand-year rings for your first three will already let you stand above Soul Masters of your level, and even give you the power to challenge those above you."
"That's still pretty good."
Tang Hao naturally knew what Tang San was thinking and comforted him quietly.
True.
Even three thousand-year rings would be enough to crush most Soul Masters.
Anyone else would have been so delighted their nose practically burst.
But...
Was he, Tang San, the same as everyone else?
Without comparison, there was no pain.
"I clearly had a chance to get Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings! I was so close!"
Tang San clenched his fists tightly. "If I find out who killed the Blue Silver King, I'll slice him into a thousand pieces! I swear!"
His voice was practically squeezed out between his teeth.
"Xiao San, I understand how you feel. All I can say is, stay strong!"
"What's happened has happened. There's no going back. All we can do now is grit our teeth and keep moving."
Tang Hao said earnestly, "One day, we'll see the light."
Tang Hao's words stirred nothing in Tang San's heart. He even felt a little like laughing.
Can I still see the light?
You deserve plenty of credit for plunging me into this sunless existence too, Tang Hao.
"Let's go. We'll leave this place and head to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt Soul Beasts and add Soul Rings to your Clear Sky Hammer."
"And say goodbye to Xiao Wu. You two won't be seeing each other for a while."
With that, Tang Hao took the lead toward the