In the secret chamber of the Breaking Clan's patriarch, Yang Wudi, Yang Wushuang, Yang Zhentian, and Yang Podi sat together.
" Podi, what ideas do you have to deal with the current crisis facing our family?"
Yang Podi looked at his two grandfathers and his father. "Grandpa, Second Grandpa, Dad, since you don't want outsiders to know that Second Grandpa has also broken through to the Titled Douluo level, then just let Second Grandpa hide."
The three of them were speechless for a moment. What kind of terrible idea did their son (grandson) come up with that made him think that hiding would solve everything?
Yang Podi seemed to sense the three men's confusion. "Dad, Grandpas, when I said hide, I meant completely disappear from the Douluo Continent, so that no one would notice. That way, there would be no danger."
Yang Wudi thought for a moment, "How could your second grandfather, such a powerful Soul Master, have completely disappeared?"
"As long as we find a secluded place and no one discovers us, wouldn't that be like disappearing from the Douluo Continent?"
Does such a place exist in this world?
Yang Podi stared at the three people before him, utterly speechless. What were the intelligence levels of his two grandfathers and father? Couldn't they even hide?
Think back to the original story, the Clear Sky Sect hid for more than 20 years, and then five Titled Douluo elders suddenly appeared. During this time, neither the Spirit Hall nor any other forces had any news of them.
"Grandpa, I have three ideas. Would you like to hear them?"
Seeing that the three remained silent, Yang Podi continued, "Our first idea is that when we go to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt Soul Beast, we'll pretend that Second Grandfather was killed by Soul Beast. We'll hold a normal funeral within the family, and then Second Grandfather will go to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. On one hand, he can refine medicine, and on the other hand, we can protect the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well and prevent outsiders from finding it."
"My second idea is to also pretend to be killed by a Soul Beast, then contact one of the following Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, or the Heaven Dou Imperial Family. After communicating with them, I'll hide in their sect and go into seclusion. These three families definitely have some secret places that are perfect for hiding."
"One last idea: Second Grandfather could pretend to break with the family, or even feign death, and then lead some of the clansmen to Vast Sea City, or even go directly to a small island overseas to hide. He can return only if something really happens to the family."
After hearing these words, the three of them felt much relieved. They hadn't expected that such a big problem could have so many solutions.
The three men looked at Yang Podi with puzzled expressions, secretly thinking: What kind of brain does their son (grandson) have? How could he come up with so many bad ideas, and they even seem pretty good?
In fact, according to Yang Podi's idea, he would normally only want to implement Plan One or Plan Three. As for mentioning Plan Two, it was purely to see the attitude of the two grandfathers.
If both of them choose to hide within a major power, it means that their family and the Spirit Hall are now irreconcilably at odds. If my great-grandfather hides among these three powers, wouldn't he be able to pull off a sneak attack against the Spirit Hall Spirit Hall their soul -Soul Hunting Operation?
At this moment, both Grandpa Yang Wudi and Dad were looking at their second grandfather, wondering what choice he would make.
Second Grandfather Yang Wushuang pondered for a moment before finally speaking, "I'd better hide in the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. That way, I can guard this precious land for the family and also practice my medicine-making skills more."
Yang Podi seemed to have thought of something, and then continued, "Grandfathers, Dad should be breaking through to the Titled Douluo soon. Will he also have to hide away then? And Mom probably won't be long before she breaks through to the Titled Douluo as well."
Grandpa Yang Wudi thought for a moment, " Podi, the reason you asked your second grandpa to hide is mainly because we've cultivated together since childhood, and our Soul Power is about the same. If I break through to the Titled Douluo, your second grandpa will arouse suspicion from many people, and may even attract the attention of others."
"Your parents have kept a very low profile these past few years, basically never showing their strength to outsiders. No one even knows they've broken through to the Soul Douluo level. As long as they continue to keep a low profile, they shouldn't attract anyone's attention."
"Grandpas, have you decided which Soul Ring you'd like to choose?"
"According to the plan you just mentioned, we intend to go directly to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt for Soul Ring in a while, and we will probably choose Soul Beast that are 60,000 to 80,000 years old."
After listening to this Yang Podi thought for a moment before speaking, "Dad, do you remember the Titan Giant Python we encountered last time? According to your estimate, it was probably very close to 100,000 years old. Don't you two grandfathers want to consider it?"
Yang Wudi and Yang Wushuang looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh.
Finally, his father spoke up, " Podi, 10 Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring is good, but the energy is just too much. Given your two grandfathers' current physical condition, I'm afraid they can't absorb it."
"I remember Grandpa absorbed a 60,000-year-old Soul Bone, didn't he?"
" Soul Bone can indeed enhance physical strength, but one is still a bit too little. To absorb 10 Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, one needs at least three Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone, or one must have extremely strong physical attributes."
Yang Podi was still somewhat unwilling. "Grandpas, can't you improve your physical fitness? This lone Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast should be relatively easy to hunt."
Father Yang Zhentian revealed a playful expression. " Podi, judging from your tone, is Ten-Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast really that easy to kill? Or do you have some other method?"
"Dad, don't forget, I have the Blood Swan Kiss. If I add the poison of our Breaking Clan, what Ten-Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast can't be killed?"
Before Yang Podi could finish speaking, his grandfather Yang Wudi immediately interjected, " Podi, I didn't expect you to have such a treasure as the Blood Swan Kiss. Would you like me to take a look at it?"
The second grandfather, standing to the side, also showed a look of anticipation.
Yang Podi secretly regretted it: Oh no, I accidentally exposed the Blood Swan Kiss. With my two grandfathers' obsession with alchemy and poison making, how could they not be tempted?
I remember my dad took out the Lovesick Heartbreak Red last time, and now there's not even a trace of it left.
Yang Podi's mind raced before he finally spoke, "Grandpas, I just put the Blood Swan Kiss in my room. I'll get it for you later."
Yang Podi dared not take out his hidden Soul Tool, as it contained many valuable items. If his two grandfathers discovered it, he would likely suffer another loss.
But his grandfather continued, " Podi, how could you be so careless? You should know the power of the Blood Swan Kiss. One wrong move and the whole family might be wiped out. Go get it quickly, I'll keep it safe for you, that way it'll be more secure."
Upon hearing this, Yang Podi was speechless. "You two are just being greedy, why come up with such a ridiculous excuse?"
In the end, Yang Podi had no choice but to pretend to return to his room, transfer the Blood Swan Kiss to his usual Soul Tool, and then return to the secret room to hand it over to his two grandfathers.
Upon seeing the Blood Swan Kiss, the two grandfathers reacted with the same fervor they displayed upon seeing the Aromatic Silk Beauty, once again descending into madness.
At this moment, Yang Podi saw his father Yang Zhentian, sitting leisurely beside him, seemingly in a good mood.
Yang Podi instantly understood; he had probably been tricked by his father using the topic as a pretext.