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Chapter 306: Chapter 306: Hidden Injury? Tang San’s Proposal

A few days later, Tang San and Tang Hao arrived in Holy Spirit Village, only to find it unexpectedly dilapidated. The gate sign was tilted, looking as though it would fall with a gust of wind.

Tang Hao asked in confusion, "Little San, do you know what's happened here?"

He hadn't returned since he left six years ago.

Tang San looked equally puzzled. "I haven't been back in years either. After discovering you had left on my first trip back from Nuoding Academy, I had little reason to return. But I remember Su Ming visits every year—there's no reason for the village to end up like this."

Tang Hao entered the village, examining the buildings. He casually broke off a piece of wood and noted the layers of dust and decay, concluding the villagers had likely left some time ago.

Shaking his head, he dismissed it. "Let them be. They're just commoners, after all."

"Come on, Little San. Let's go to the back mountain. Your mother's resting in a cave there."

Upon reaching the back mountain, Tang Hao approached a blue-silver grass plant with blue-gold stripes. He looked at it with a trace of sadness and said, "Ah Yin, I brought our son to see you. I've told him everything. Little San, come meet your mother."

Tang Hao found it odd that the blue-silver grass didn't respond by wrapping its leaves around his fingers as it usually did.

Tang San approached the plant and whispered, "Mother…"

Calling a plant "mother" felt strange, even for Tang San.

Tang Hao, noticing his son's discomfort, explained, "Ah Yin, I brought Little San not only to visit you but also to tell you that I plan to let him absorb the spirit bone you left behind. The Spirit Master Tournament is approaching, and Little San, with his rare twin martial souls, is destined to shine."

"Don't worry about any threats from Spirit Hall. If they dare to harm him, my Clear Sky Hammer will make them regret it. I'm no longer the same Tang Hao, though I still have a hidden injury. But I can keep Little San safe."

Hearing about his father's injury, Tang San became concerned. "Father, you still have injuries? Why haven't you sought out a healing spirit master?"

Tang Hao shook his head. "Ordinary healing spirit masters can't cure me, and powerful ones are typically within Spirit Hall or major clans, well-protected and hard to access."

Tang San's eyes lit up as he recalled something. "Father, I know two skilled healing spirit masters! They're powerful, although their levels are low. Perhaps it's worth a try?"

Tang Hao guessed, "One of them is Su Ming, isn't it?"

Tang San was surprised his father knew.

Tang Hao explained, "I was secretly watching when you joined Shrek Academy and witnessed Su Ming's healing ability. He instantly healed your severely injured classmates. His wood-element spirit's healing capabilities are unique."

"I had planned to seek him out once he got stronger to see if he could help with my injuries, but things have become complicated. Su Ming is now closely connected with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan. Taking him would mean confronting two Title Douluos. Though I don't fear them, defeating them would take considerable effort and might worsen my hidden injury."

"If Su Ming's healing proves ineffective, it would be a waste. Besides, I've realized he may have become a fixation of yours. You need to overcome him yourself, or it will obstruct your progress later."

Tang Hao referred to insights required past level ninety-five. He could see that Tang San's attachment to Su Ming, though inconsequential now, could become a hurdle at higher levels where personal clarity was crucial.

Tang San felt a pang of regret, as he had indeed wanted his father to teach Su Ming a lesson. But considering the cost, he let the matter drop.

"That leaves the second option. Father, have you heard of the Nine Heart Begonia martial soul?"

Tang Hao shook his head. "No."

He'd focused only on cultivating his strength and had little interest in the theories of martial souls, hence why he entrusted Tang San's education to Yu Xiaogang.

Tang San explained, "The Nine Heart Begonia martial soul is unique, with only one user per generation. It has only one skill: healing. Its healing effectiveness scales with the user's spirit rings and power."

Tang Hao's eyes lit up. "Are you certain, Little San?"

Tang San nodded, "Yes. However, her level is low, so I'm not sure if it would be effective on you. Her name is Ye Lingling, and she's at around level thirty-five, attending Heaven Dou Imperial Academy."

This revelation dampened Tang Hao's excitement, but Tang San continued, "Even though she's currently weak, Nine Heart Begonia's healing potential is immense. At its peak, it's rumored to have near-miraculous effects."

Tang Hao exhaled heavily, "Alright, it's something to consider. My injuries aren't urgent; we can address it closer to the tournament and see if we can get this girl to treat me."

Tang Hao silently hoped that in ten months, Ye Lingling's rank would increase and that her healing might help. He didn't expect complete recovery but hoped for noticeable improvement. If her treatment worked, he wouldn't hesitate to "borrow" her for as long as necessary.

After all, he saw no issue with this. He hadn't heard of Ye Lingling or her martial soul, so she likely had no powerful backers—no one to stop him.


Chapter 307: Chapter 307: Tang San: This Isn’t Right! No Changes at All, and the Spirit Bone Skill is So Useless!

"Alright, Little San, let's not dwell on that for now. Let's head outside and have you absorb this spirit bone," Tang Hao said, taking out a specially crafted box from his spirit tool. Opening it, the cave was immediately bathed in a bright blue-gold glow.

Tang San looked at the box with shining eyes. "This is Mother's hundred-thousand-year right leg bone?"

Tang Hao gazed at the spirit bone with a tinge of sadness, recalling his happy days with Ah Yin, now gone. Yet, these hardships had made him stronger.

Once outside, Tang Hao handed the spirit bone to Tang San. "Absorb it here. I'll guard you."

Tang San, containing his excitement, sat cross-legged and began the absorption process. Tang Hao estimated it would take him at least an hour or two.

Yet, thirty seconds later, Tang San opened his eyes in confusion, examining his body. He couldn't feel any change—no increase in spirit power whatsoever.

Tang Hao, seeing Tang San looking as though he'd completed the absorption in under a minute, was stunned. How could this be? With his experience, such a quick absorption was unheard of. Could it be because of Tang San's Blue Silver Emperor bloodline, making the bone more compatible and allowing for faster absorption?

Tang Hao felt his explanation was plausible, but he noticed Tang San didn't seem pleased. "Little San, what's wrong? How much did this bone improve your strength? What's the spirit bone skill?"

Tang San didn't know how to respond; it was bizarre. "Father, I don't know how to explain it… The spirit bone hasn't increased my strength at all—I'm still at level thirty-four! And the spirit bone skill is weak, almost useless."

Tang Hao's expression darkened. "That's impossible!"

He grasped Tang San's hand and said, "Don't move; let me check!"

Using his senses, Tang Hao found that Tang San's spirit power was indeed still at level thirty-four. How could this be?

"Show me the spirit bone and tell me its skill. A hundred-thousand-year bone typically has two skills; it's unheard of to have only one."

Tang San, exasperated, complied and released the spirit bone's power. His right leg shimmered with a blue-gold aura, and Tang Hao confirmed it was indeed a hundred-thousand-year spirit bone. At his father's prompting, Tang San activated the 'hundred-thousand-year spirit skill.' Instantly, a meter-wide circle of blue silver grass sprouted around him.

Tang Hao stared, dumbfounded. "Little San… this… is your spirit bone skill?"

Tang San nodded, embarrassed. "Yes, it's called Growth. Its effect is that blue silver grass grows within a one-meter radius around me… and it can sense what's around and transmit that information to me."

Tang San's voice trailed off in frustration. What use was this skill? Within a meter, he didn't need blue silver grass to detect anything—he wasn't blind!

Tang Hao was speechless. This was a completely absurd skill.

Growth? Detection?

A one-meter detection radius? Who needed that?

Even if the range expanded beyond a meter, it would still be obvious to others and not particularly useful. Besides, higher-level spirit masters could use mental power to detect their surroundings. Unless it was like Ah Yin's power, allowing her to command any blue silver grass around her, it was utterly pointless.

This skill wasn't just weak; it was utterly useless—trash, even.

Seeing his father's disheartened expression, Tang San asked, "Father, do you know why this happened? The spirit bone looks powerful…"

Tang Hao sighed, "I don't know. The spirit bone definitely radiates the aura of a hundred-thousand-year bone, so I'm not sure why this has happened."

He thought of a possibility, albeit far-fetched. If only Ah Yin could speak, he'd ask her.

"It's possible, Little San, that your Blue Silver Emperor bloodline hasn't awakened yet. The bone may feel familiar to you, but its powers could be temporarily sealed until your bloodline awakens."

Tang San: …

To him, this explanation sounded ludicrous. Could a spirit bone really choose a master? After all his theoretical studies with his teacher, he couldn't accept it. If this were true, a hundred-thousand-year spirit bone would be a risky gamble, wasting an important spirit bone slot.

Seeing Tang San's skeptical look, Tang Hao knew his reasoning was thin. "Alright, let's return to Thunderclap Academy and ask your teacher."

Tang San asked, "Father, what do you mean by my Blue Silver Emperor bloodline hasn't awakened? Can it be awakened now?"

Tang Hao considered it and decided to tell him everything. "Little San, have you noticed that Blue Silver Grass is weak?"

Tang San nodded immediately. His Blue Silver Grass had poison and control abilities but was still easily defeated by Su Ming. Even with his spirit rings strengthening its durability, it was fragile.

Seeing his son's agreement, Tang Hao wasn't surprised. Without Ah Yin's bloodline, the Blue Silver Grass would indeed be a waste, barely usable as a martial soul.

"That's because your Blue Silver Grass hasn't undergone a secondary awakening. Once your bloodline is activated, it will evolve into the Blue Silver Emperor, drastically improving the quality of your martial soul."

"Little San, you should know that martial soul quality is crucial. Generally, the higher one's innate spirit power, the stronger the martial soul. Our Clear Sky Hammer is a top-tier martial soul—your teacher must have told you that."

"But as it is now, your Blue Silver Grass is only a mid-tier martial soul, likely because it's co-existing with the Clear Sky Hammer. Once it awakens as the Blue Silver Emperor, it'll be on par with the Clear Sky Hammer in quality."

Tang San finally understood. The reason his Blue Silver Grass was weak was because it hadn't evolved yet!


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