Money?
None!
Xiao Wu, who had no money, left in a huff.
Watching her swaying scorpion-tail braid, Tang San could tell she was furious. But what did that have to do with him?
As a 100,000-year transformed soul beast, Xiao Wu was carefree in some ways. She had grasped the basics of adulthood on her own, but in terms of dealing with people, she was still painfully naive.
But one thing Tang San was certain about: he didn't like being the one melting copper, nor being the copper smelted. In the current state, staying as ordinary friends was ideal.
Whether they became closer in the future depended on one thing—if Xiao Wu couldn't solve her spirit beast aura problem, he would never allow her to enter the Continental Advanced Academy Soul Dueling Tournament.
But on the topic of 100,000-year transformed soul beasts—why did they need to live in human society to cultivate faster?
Were transformed soul beasts really still soul beasts?
From his observations, Xiao Wu's body was indistinguishable from a human's—bones, structure, probably even her organs. Could she still be called a soul beast?
Tang San wasn't sure. He tabled the question for now—he couldn't yet understand the true essence of transformation.
He arrived at the Spirit Hall entrance, greeting the guards—both familiar faces by now.
He passed through the main hall and took the left passage to the backyard.
Tang San was ready to confirm whether the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline still resided in him.
Back when Tang Hao gave him the Blue Silver Emperor soul bone, that ominous, stormy expression hinted at something bigger.
There might be other transmigrators in this world—some of whom had already made a move, perhaps stealing the Blue Silver Emperor's seedling.
What was their aim?
From Tang San's long history of fanfiction reading, it boiled down to two things:
One—lust for the Blue Silver Emperor's body.
Two—desire for her bloodline (which could still fall under the first).
What would happen if he lost the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline?
With Mysterious Heaven Skill, his spirit power cultivation wouldn't suffer much. The original Tang San advanced thanks to Mysterious Heaven Skill, not through meditation guided by his martial soul.
As long as he survived, becoming a Titled Douluo was just a matter of time. It might take longer, but it was still certain.
And if he could find spirit beasts closely aligned with his Blue Silver Grass, he could evolve it step by step.
But that was the worst-case scenario.
Tang San believed the bloodline wasn't lost.
This world understood biology—bloodline meant genes. His body was a product of genetic contribution from Tang Hao and the Blue Silver Emperor.
Erasing half of that—Blue Silver Emperor's contribution—would require altering every cell in his body. Far harder than killing him.
In a high fantasy world, he wouldn't bet on it. But this was the Douluo World—a planet called Douluo Star, orbiting a sun. For all he knew, Earth existed out there too.
As for the uniqueness of the Blue Silver Emperor...
Tang San believed that was a matter of perspective, not fact. Frogs at the bottom of a well couldn't comprehend the sky. The Blue Silver Emperor never imagined another continent—like Sun Moon—might also harbor a Blue Silver Emperor.
And the Blue Silver Emperor spirit might not be a single entity type. It could take multiple forms.
After all, in the original novel, the resurrected Blue Silver Emperor wasn't even a soul beast anymore.
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Setting aside those thoughts, Tang San got to work.
His method: get close to ordinary Blue Silver Grass.
Carefully watching, he noticed that the nearby Blue Silver Grass subtly leaned toward his Blue Silver Grass martial soul. The leaves bent ever so slightly.
It was faint—unnoticeable without intense focus.
"Seems my Blue Silver Emperor bloodline is still intact," Tang San muttered. "It must be part of my cells—true genetic material—not like that forcibly implanted Golden Dragon King bloodline in Douluo Dalu 3."
Relieved, he then turned to a new question.
What kind of spirit beast should he select for his first spirit ring?
The best choice would be to go to the Blue Silver Forest, find the Blue Silver King, awaken the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline, and condense his first ring.
But he had no idea where the Blue Silver Forest was.
It wasn't on any maps. Probably unexplored, an uncharted land. And he, a six-year-old, couldn't venture that far—it would be suicide.
Could he count on Tang Hao secretly watching over him?
Unlikely.
When it came to a choice between wife and son, that bastard Tang Hao would always pick the former.
So Tang San had to go with a fallback plan—find a spirit ring that amplified his Blue Silver Grass's characteristics.
To do that, he needed to analyze his Blue Silver Grass's strengths and weaknesses.
Naturally, that meant creating a six-dimensional graph.
This idea came from a fanfiction he'd read in his previous life—The Ultimate Conductor of Terror Beasts Standing Above the Douluo Continent.
Simple but effective, the six-dimensional graph could help categorize a martial soul's traits.
Tang San hoped to publish this theory in the future, to help soul masters understand their strengths more clearly.
Using data from the Nuoding Spirit Hall, he created a preliminary system. Martial soul traits were divided into six attributes:
Strength
Speed
Defense
Endurance
Energy
Special
With this, anyone could identify their martial soul's profile at a glance.