Clear Sky Douluo.

The Titan Giant Ape, the Sky Azure Bull Python, the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger.

Powerful Soul Beasts flashed through Han Yu's mind one after another. They were either a hundred thousand years old or close to it. If he wanted to absorb one on his own, his current physical strength didn't seem up to the task.

But...

Han Yu's mind raced. If he absorbed a Thousand-Year Soul Ring for his Second Soul Ring, that would be utterly brain-dead. His First Soul Ring was ten thousand years old, yet his Second Soul Ring would be a thousand years old. People would laugh at him if word got out.

Suddenly, a scene from the original story flashed through his mind. After the Continental Elite Soul Master Tournament, Tang Hao had taken Xiao Wu and Tang San away, then led Tang San to awaken his Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul.

That was it. The Blue Silver King seemed capable of creating Soul Rings, but could one be used as the Clear Sky Hammer's Second Soul Ring?

Thinking of this made Han Yu's head ache. He frowned deeply as he considered how to get Tang Hao to take him there, and then how to trick the Blue Silver King into giving him a Soul Ring. He could even trick the Blue Silver King out of his own Soul Ring.

As for whether the Blue Silver King would recognize him as the Blue Silver Emperor, at worst, he could just put the Blue Silver Emperor growing inside him right in front of the Blue Silver King. Han Yu didn't believe he would refuse to recognize it.

If that still didn't work, he would just burn him.

After thinking for a moment, Han Yu made up his mind to head to that forest and look for the Blue Silver King.

"Xiao Wu, I'm planning to go out tomorrow."

After a brief moment of thought, Han Yu spoke to Xiao Wu, who was beside him.

"Huh? Where are you going?"

Xiao Wu, who had been happily playing with a toy, froze, then looked up and asked in confusion.

"I've reached level twenty. I need a Soul Ring."

Han Yu reached out and patted Xiao Wu's head as he spoke with a smile.

Xiao Wu shuddered at his words and said in a somewhat downcast voice,

"Then go ahead."

Her feelings were complicated. She was reluctant to part with Han Yu, but she also hated how Soul Masters hunted for Soul Rings. It left her unsure how she should face him.

"Don't worry. I don't necessarily have to kill a Soul Beast for my Soul Ring."

Han Yu narrowed his eyes slightly. Naturally, he knew what Xiao Wu was worried about, and he spoke mysteriously.

"You..."

Stunned by Han Yu's words, Xiao Wu covered her mouth, which had fallen open in surprise, with one small hand and pointed at him with the other, somewhat incoherent.

"Shh, it's a secret. Don't tell anyone."

Han Yu held a finger to his lips and spoke mysteriously.

"Aren't you and Tang San brothers?"

Xiao Wu glanced around and saw that no one was paying them any attention. She lowered her voice and asked.

Han Yu gave a mysterious smile and answered just as quietly.

"We're not blood brothers. One of us was found and taken in. Don't tell Tang San about this."

This earth-shattering secret left Xiao Wu utterly stunned. The shock lingered in her heart for a long time, and when she looked at Han Yu, there was even a hint of heartache in her eyes.

She had only come to the human world at six years old. It was hard for her to imagine how Han Yu had grown up alongside Tang San, facing danger from the time he was a baby. Now that Han Yu had told her such a secret, the seed already planted in her heart had taken root and sprouted. She was full of excitement and satisfaction, satisfied that he had shared such a secret with her without worrying in the least that she would tell anyone.

"When did you discover what I am?"

A little puzzled, Xiao Wu asked Han Yu in a low voice.

"That's a secret."

Han Yu also answered in a low voice.

Seeing the look in Xiao Wu's eyes and her excited expression, Han Yu knew she might have misunderstood something. But a misunderstanding was a misunderstanding; it didn't matter. After all, everything he had said was true, and none of it was something that couldn't be revealed.

Every sentence was true, yet different people heard different meanings in them. That was the charm of language.

"Then be careful and come back soon. I... I will..."

No longer dwelling on the matter, Xiao Wu leaned close to Han Yu's ear and spoke softly. But no matter how he tried, he couldn't make out the last three words. Han Yu looked up at her face, already flushed crimson, chuckled, and reached out to gently stroke her cheek.

"Don't worry. I'll be back as soon as I can."

Now that he had made up his mind, he wasted no more time. The next day, Han Yu set out by carriage for the forest, following a map he had bought in Nuoding City.

The original story hadn't specified which forest it was, and it wasn't marked on the map. As Han Yu traveled, he repeatedly took the Blue Silver Emperor out of his spiritual space to guide him.

This was something Han Yu had discovered not long ago. Whenever he took the Blue Silver Emperor out of his spiritual space, a particularly faint spiritual energy came from every direction, as though subjects were bowing in submission before their emperor. But among those faint energies, one was somewhat stronger than the others. It was too far away for him to sense anything else.

Han Yu guessed that it must be the area where the Blue Silver King was.

After several days of travel, Han Yu stumbled into a world filled with an ocean of Blue Silver Grass. It covered the ground everywhere.

Just as Han Yu was about to step inside and search for the Blue Silver King, a broad figure in a black cloak appeared before him, having stood there for who knew how long.

"Old man, I knew you'd been following me."

Han Yu wasn't surprised to see Tang Hao. Throughout the journey, Tang Hao had made no deliberate effort to conceal his identity, and Han Yu had caught sight of him from time to time.

"You don't seem surprised at all."

Tang Hao removed his hood. His stubbled face looked just as it had in the smithy, but his once-dejected eyes now shone brightly.

"How long were you planning to keep it from me, Clear Sky Douluo?"

Han Yu chuckled and slowly walked toward Tang Hao. As he was now, he wasn't afraid of what Tang Hao might do.

"So you did find out."

Tang Hao sighed. Looking at Han Yu's black hair and handsome face, he felt a jumble of emotions.

"The youngest Titled Douluo. It's all written in the books."

Han Yu spread his hands and continued helplessly.

"The youngest Titled Douluo on Douluo Continent, Clear Sky Douluo. He disappeared on the day he became a Titled Douluo, and to this day, no one knows whether he's still alive. Those are the exact words from the textbook."

"Add my Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul and a few guesses, and your identity really wasn't hard to figure out, old man."

Tang Hao looked down at the child he had acknowledged as his own, a smile curling at the corners of his mouth. He felt somewhat pleased, like a father whose child had discovered something extraordinary he had done in the past. He couldn't help feeling a little proud.

"Then weren't you afraid you'd guessed wrong?"

"At first, I was worried I might be wrong. But no matter what book I looked in, there wasn't a single word about Mom. That matched up with how we grew up without a mother to care for us."

Han Yu sat down on a nearby rock and spoke without restraint.