Chapter 10 Brothers' Night Talk on Blue Silver Grass
"Ogawa."
"Try the tenderloin of this Vajra Bull. Its quality is similar to that of the Green Wood Deer, and its age is over a thousand years. It should be able to upgrade your spirit ring to over two thousand five hundred years."
While Tang San was cleaning the barbecue grill, Tang Hao handed him a strip of meat about the length of his palm.
"After you finish eating, go cultivate."
"Consolidate it properly, don't waste the potential of this divinely bestowed spirit ring!"
Tang Hao felt that the fact that a small piece of food could increase the age of a spirit ring meant that it was definitely not a problem with the food itself, but rather a special feature of spirit rings bestowed by the gods.
"Okay, Dad."
Tang Chuan obediently agreed and turned to go back to his room to cultivate.
"Try to reach level 20 as soon as possible, and Dad will find you better ingredients!"
After saying that, Tang Hao looked at Tang Chuan's back, his smile still lingering, but when he turned to Tang San, his tone turned cold: "Little San, come inside with me after you're done tidying up. I'll teach you blacksmithing."
"Yes, Dad."
Tang San nodded quickly.
He had actually been interested in blacksmithing for a long time, and now that Tang Hao was teaching him, it was exactly what he wanted.
...
Late at night, the blacksmith shop finally quieted down.
Tang Chuan and Tang San lay on their respective beds, moonlight streaming through the window and illuminating Tang San's wide-open eyes.
"Brother, are you asleep?"
"No."
"What's wrong, mistress?"
Tang San turned around, looked at his brother, and whispered, "Brother, Dad said he's taking me to the Soul Hunting Forest tomorrow to hunt for my first spirit ring!"
The voice was soft, but it carried an irrepressible excitement.
"That's a good thing."
"Have you decided what type of spirit ring you want to acquire?"
Tang San paused for a moment, his voice somewhat blank: "I don't know."
"Dad said that I should choose a spirit beast spirit ring that can increase my strength and improve my physical strength, so that I can wield my second spirit to protect my brother in the future."
In the shadows, a spiritual force enveloped the small house.
Tang Hao was not asleep; he was listening to his two sons' conversation.
Upon hearing Tang San's answer, Tang Hao nodded slightly. Although his youngest son was unusual and had many thoughts, he was still somewhat obedient.
However, Tang Chuan's next words made Tang Hao raise an eyebrow and show an interested expression.
"Does it increase strength?"
Tang Chuan's tone became serious: "Xiao San, Dad's idea is not wrong, but it may not be the most suitable for you."
"You need to understand the essence of your Blue Silver Grass spirit first."
"Essence?"
Tang San was stunned, not understanding.
"Yes, the essence!"
"Blue Silver Grass may seem like a useless spirit, but it can grow in any soil, even taking root in cracks in rocks. Isn't that an advantage of Blue Silver Grass?"
What is the essence of Blue Silver Grass?
"It's vitality!"
"It's adaptability!"
"Strength is important, but the essence and potential of a spirit are fundamental."
"Blue Silver Grass is not known for its strength. Forcibly attaching a strength-type spirit ring to it will only be counterproductive."
"I think you should focus on exploring the inherent abilities of the Blue Silver Grass, absorbing it to enhance your vitality... or, ideally, obtaining a spirit ring from a spirit beast that is also a Blue Silver Grass."
Tang Chuan's voice came slowly and steadily, reaching the ears of Tang Hao and Tang San.
"I see..."
"How could Ogawa have thought of this?"
Tang Hao was surprised and praised Tang Chuan highly: "Instead of blindly pursuing power, he started from the origin of the spirit and thought so deeply..."
"No wonder, no wonder the God of Cookery chose him!"
"This level of understanding and wisdom truly surpasses that of ordinary people!"
Looking at his youngest son, Tang San, who only knew how to obey his father, Tang Hao immediately felt displeased. Tang Chuan was favored by the gods and had his own methods of thinking, while Tang San only knew how to passively accept arrangements.
They're both your sons, so why is there such a big difference?
Tang San was still puzzled inside the house.
"A spirit ring from another Blue Silver Grass spirit beast?"
"Um."
Tang Chuan lowered his voice and shared the secret with him: "The God of Cookery told me that our Blue Silver Grass spirit is actually incomplete."
"I'm guessing."
"Perhaps it will require continuous absorption of power from the same source to complete and fully awaken the true form of the Blue Silver Grass spirit."
Hearing this, Tang San's eyes gradually lit up: "Brother, you mean... my Blue Silver Grass can also become stronger?"
"Certainly."
Tang Chuan smiled: "You have innate full spirit power. If you can truly tap into the potential of your Blue Silver Grass spirit, I believe your future will be no worse than any other spirit!"
"Then I'll listen to my brother!"
After listening to Tang Chuan's analysis and thoughts on the Blue Silver Grass spirit, Tang San looked at his brother with admiration: "I'll tell Dad tomorrow..."
"No need to say it specifically."
Tang Chuan interrupted him: "Dad must have his reasons."
"Tell your father tomorrow."
"You should trust your father's judgment. Whatever spirit ring I choose for you, you should accept it."
"But... if possible, you'd prefer to absorb a spirit ring that enhances the Blue Silver Grass's vitality..."
Tang Hao listened in the shadows and nodded secretly, extremely satisfied with his eldest son's performance.
"Ogawa is so sensible!"
"He has his own ideas, but he also knows how to maintain my authority."
"Sigh, if only the mistress could be half as worry-free as Xiaochuan..."
Tang Hao completely forgot that Tang San's passivity and obedience were the result of his long-term coldness, suppression, and differential treatment.
In response to Tang Chuan's analysis.
He only felt that his eldest son was meticulous and exceptionally intelligent, which was completely different from his attitude when Tang San showed precociousness. He was being hypocritical to the extreme.
However, he didn't think much about how important Tang Chuan's analysis was to Tang San.
"Uh-huh!"
Tang San's tone was filled with trust and reliance: "I understand, thank you, brother!"
"Go to sleep, you have to get up early tomorrow."
"Okay, goodnight, brother."
Silence returned to the room.
The next morning, just as dawn broke, Tang Hao woke Tang San up.
"Little San, pack your things, come with me to the Soul Hunting Forest."
Before leaving, Tang Hao patted Tang Chuan's head and said gently, "Xiao Chuan, cultivate well at home. Dad will come back after I get your brother's spirit ring."
"Okay, Dad."
"You and your brother should be careful."
Tang Hao nodded, then glanced at Tang San beside him, his usual indifference returning: "Let's go, Little San."
After saying that, he turned and strode away.
Tang San quickly caught up, glancing back at his brother with the confidence and anticipation his brother had shown after analyzing the Blue Silver Grass spirit the previous night.
Tang Chuan stood at the door, watching the two figures disappear into the distance, a smile on his face.
Last night's analysis about the Blue Silver Grass spirit and the choice of spirit rings seemed to be for Tang San, but it was actually meant for Tang Hao, who was secretly watching.
He believed that with Tang Hao's cultivation level as a Title Douluo, no movement inside the blacksmith's shop could escape his perception.
This is why Tang Chuan made his decision.
After hearing his analysis last night, Tang Hao will definitely reconsider the choice of spirit rings when he takes Tang San to the Soul Hunting Forest today.
And that's exactly what he wanted.
He subtly and gradually revealed his extraordinary abilities while simultaneously using manipulative tactics to establish his authority and trust as an older brother in Tang San's mind.
[end of the chapter]