Chapitre 445: The True Face Of Tang San’s Spirit, Blue Silver Emperor (3)
Softly caressing the Blue Silver Emperor, Tang San seemed to sense his mother's existence. Standing there like that, he kept repeating the same movement.
From start to finish of the Blue Silver Emperor's awakening, altogether seven days had passed. After seven days, after the end of the awakening ceremony, Tang San stood quietly in front of the Blue Silver king for three days. Afterwards he quietly bid farewell to this already more than eighty five thousand year old Blue Silver King, and quietly left this ancient forest.
Stepping out of the forest, Tang San saw his father sitting there cross legged with his eyes closed.
Sensing his son's aura, Tang Hao slowly opened his eyes. But as his gaze fell on Tang San, he was utterly dumbfounded.
Tang San had never seen this kind of expression in his father's face, that unbounded gentleness. Lips trembling, Tang Hao looked foolishly at Tang San's face, two rows of tears flowing down his aged face.
"Ah Yin..."
Quietly calling out, Tang Hao's voice was also trembling. He stood, his whole body seeming to tremble. Fiercely taking a step forward, he reached Tang San and, spreading his arms, forcefully pulled his son into his embrace.
"Ah Yin, Ah Yin... Do you know how much I missed you? Why would you be so foolish, why..."
Tang Hao practically shouted, weeping and complaining. Tang San could clearly feel his father's burning tears falling on his jacket.
Ah Yin, that should be his mother's name. Unconsciously, Tang San's cheeks were also streaming with tears.
Father and son held each other crying, neither speaking, for a long, long time. It was still Tang San who took the initiative to speak up.
"Dad..."
Tang Hao stiffened a moment, slowly raising his head. Both hands grasping Tang San's shoulders, he looked at him in a daze.
"Dad."
Tang San called out.
Tang Hao murmured:
"You know, your mom was very beautiful. She truly was very, very beautiful. She was the most perfect woman in this world. Gentle, kind hearted, beautiful. All the words that can describe beauty seemed to be made just for her. Right now, you finally resemble her somewhat. I seemed to see her waving at me."
Raising his head to gaze at the sky, Tang Hao suddenly shouted in a loud voice,
"Ah Yin, did you see? Our son has already grown up. He's already grown up. Ah Yin——"
His father's deep pain influenced Tang San profoundly. Tang Hao's shout made everything around them shudder, until a trace of scarlet spread from the corner of his mouth. Facing the sky and roaring, he fell stiffly to the ground.
Tang San hastily supported his father, shocked. Raising his hand to press on Tang Hao's chest, a rich and gentle Mysterious Heaven Skill internal strength was infused in his body.
As the Mysterious Heaven Skill entered Tang Hao's body, Tang San immediately discovered what was wrong. The energy channels of his father's body were actually tangled together, none of the five viscera and six bowels in their original places, the energy channels also abnormally chaotic.
Heavens! If this was an ordinary person, he should have been dead long ago. Tang San's heart abruptly fell. He had never imagined that the father who had been so tyrannical in front of Supreme Pontiff Palace would actually carry such severe injuries.
These were old wounds. The old wounds in Tang Hao's body were so severe that, if not for Tang San's Mysterious Heaven Skill orthodox school internal strength, he would also have been unable to sense Tang Hao's present condition. Tang Hao's body could be described as in danger of collapsing at any time. One mistake, and he would die immediately.
This was one of the most powerful Title Douluo in the present world. Tang San sensed the pain within his father's heart. Over all these years, how much had his father endured?
Drawing a deep breath, Tang San didn't hesitate to support his father's body and sit cross legged behind Tang Hao's back, Mysterious Heaven Skill first circulating once within him. He was shocked to discover that his Conception Vessel had unexpectedly also already been connected. The internal strength circulated along the eight extraordinary meridians, and with just one circuit it seemed to have shot up somewhat. Described in terms of spirit power, Tang San had now already settled stably on the fifty third rank.
Both hands like jade, gentle white streams of energy puffed out of Tang San's palms, sticking fiercely to the center of Tang Hao's back.
The gentle Mysterious Heaven Skill slowly entered Tang Hao's body. Tang San didn't urgently heal his father, but rather first circulated his Mysterious Heaven Skill internal strength through his father's body once, reviewing his father's for many years wounded energy channels.
As a sect first class internal strength, Mysterious Heaven Skill's own treatment capabilities were extremely powerful. However, the resistance within Tang Hao's body was really too great.
Tang Hao's spirit power was an extremely potent existence, and despite not controlling himself right now, that potent energy was still circulating within his body and colliding chaotically.
The difference between Tang San's spirit power and Tang Hao's was too large. At this moment he could only cautiously dodge Tang Hao's spirit power, and as far as possible nourish the energy channels within Tang Hao's body.
The longer his internal strength operated in his father's body, the lower Tang San's heart fell. Tang Hao's old injuries were far, far more serious than he had imagined. It could be said that Tang Hao's life in this world was a final struggle.
"Ah——"
Under the nourishment of the Mysterious Heaven Skill, Tang Hao slowly awoke from unconsciousness.
He hadn't felt this comfortable in a great many years. Opening his hazy eyes, Tang Hao frowned,
"Little San, withdraw. It's useless. I'm alright."
The Mysterious Heaven Skill making a final circuit within Tang Hao, Tang San slowly withdrew his internal strength. But his expression became extremely serious.
"Dad, your injuries..."
Tang Hao indifferently said:
"It's alright. Over so many years, I've become accustomed to it long ago. Don't tell me you believe that, as a Title Douluo, I would be knocked down by these scrapes?"
"No, dad."
Tang San turned in front of Tang Hao,
"Your injuries are extremely serious. Without good care, it's possible you could..."
"Could what?"
Tang Hao glared at Tang San,
"Die, yes? What's so terrible about dying? Dead, I'll also go properly accompany your mom. There's no need for you to care about my matters. What you must do right now is to go stronger as fast as possible according to my instructions. Don't tell me you want to be unable to protect your loved one like me back then?"
"Die?"
Tang San suddenly became agitated,
"Dad, do you really have nothing else you want in this life? Yes, mom is already dead, but, you still have me in this world. I'm your son. If you die, what do I do? Don't tell me you don't want to see me marry and have children in the future, don't want to see your grandchildren?"
Tang Hao looked distracted a moment. Looking at Tang San, the light in his eyes became a bit gentle,
"What are you doing talking about this, I'm still not dead. Moreover, even if I wanted treatment, what use would it be? I know my own injuries. I'm already very fortunate to control them to this degree until now."
"I can treat it."
Tang San firmly watched his father.
Tang Hao smiled, a somewhat ridiculing smile,
"Even a healing type Title Douluo couldn't cure me. You can?"
Tang San sternly said:
"The healing abilities of healing type Spirit Masters can only treat the symptoms, not the root cause. But my spirit power has the ability to get to the root of it."
Feeling the comfort within his body, Tang Hao frowned.
Tang San continued:
"But I still can't heal you completely, because my spirit power and yours are too far apart. When my spirit power approaches yours, I'm sure I can treat you."
Tang San didn't exaggerate by this. If his Mysterious Heaven Skill cultivation could reach the ninth realm, relying on this orthodox internal strength, he indeed might cure Tang Hao. But what he didn't say was that, even when Tang Hao was completely cured, his spirit power would also massively drop from the many years of aggravated injuries.
Tang Hao calmly said:
"This is all a matter for later. Later matters can be discussed later."
Suddenly, with a putong sound, Tang San sank to his knees in front of Tang Hao.
"Get up. A man's knees are gold. What I loathe the most are bowing and scraping people."
Tang Hao said angrily.
A stubborn gaze burst forth in Tang San's eyes,
"Dad, I want you to promise me one thing. If you don't promise, I won't get up."
Tang Hao had never seen his son say something like this to him.
"What thing?"
Tang San said in a low voice:
"From now on, you can't fight with people again. Especially not with people on the same level of strength as you. Otherwise, if your internal injuries are aggravated, then..."
Tang Hao impatiently waved a hand,
"That's impossible. I still have a lot of things to do. How can I have my hands tied and feet bound?"
Tang San resolutely said:
"Dad, I will grow as fast as possible, become strong as fast as possible, as strong as you. I'm your son, your matters are my matters. Leave them to me. I want you to be alive, safe and sound. To see me marry, to see your grandson's birth, to see our future."
Tang Hao pulled Tang San from the ground with one hand. Turning and walking towards the distance,
"No nonsense. Keep up. It's time to bring you where you need to go."
"Dad——"
Tang San shouted.
Tang Hao turned sharply, he was shocked to find the Eight Spider Lances, turned a completely transparent blue, pointing at Tang San's own eight vitals.
Blue Silver Grass' evolution into Blue Silver Emperor had subsequently evolved Tang San's external spirit bone Eight Spider Lances. Right now only the spear head sharp points of the Eight Spider Lances appeared purple, the rest just like Tang San's Blue Silver Grass, a sparkling and translucent blue. Only, within this translucent blue, red and white light could faintly be seen moving.
"What are you doing?"
The pupils of Tang Hao's eyes contracted.
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