"Uncle Tang?
What are you doing here?"
Gula asked knowingly.
Tang Hao didn't answer Gula's question: "Don't change the subject, continue."
Gula secretly scoffed. Six years of wasted time, neglecting even his child, and now that Tang San had twin spirits and saw a chance for revenge, he stepped forward.
Where was he before?
Gula felt contempt, but kept his eyes down, avoiding Tang Hao's gaze to prevent him from noticing.
"Uncle Tang, is there anything wrong with what I said?
It seems you're also a Soul Master, probably at a high level."
"Then you must know that spirits have a chance to mutate, evolve, or degenerate, mostly due to fusing with and absorbing spirit beast rings."
"The Jade Phosphorous Serpent can evolve into the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor, why can't the Blue Silver Grass evolve into the Blue Silver Grass Emperor?"
"Since Xiao San has twin spirits, the second one must be your spirit, Uncle Tang. Do you think your spirit is on the same level as ordinary Blue Silver Grass?"
Tang Hao was speechless.
The Clear Sky Hammer was, of course, countless times more noble than Blue Silver Grass.
However, this meant that, regardless of whether the argument was positive or negative, the Clear Sky Hammer was the weak point.
The inconsistent quality of the martial souls prevented a balance, resulting in Tang San's incomplete awakening of the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline.
Tang Hao, feeling that he couldn't win a verbal battle against Gula, angrily retorted, "Then tell me, how should Little San fully awaken the Blue Silver Emperor?
You can only raise questions, not prove your judgment is correct."
Tang San hesitated, feeling that his father was being unreasonable.
After a moment's hesitation, he ultimately remained silent.
What Gula wanted was for Tang Hao to ask him questions.
He had just seen that the system seemed similar to the pirated mobile game he played in his previous life, where raising Pokémon could earn rewards.
With such potential in "Tang San," he certainly wouldn't let Yu Xiaogang squander Tang San's potential.
So Gula continued his eloquent explanation:
"The Blue Silver Grass's defining characteristic is its tenacious vitality; it can be found anywhere on the continent.
If the Blue Silver Grass were to evolve, its most promising path would undoubtedly be to strengthen its vitality and pursue a healing-and-control-type Soul Master route."
"Once it becomes a Title Douluo, its vigorous vitality might even reach the level of healing flesh and bone, bringing the dead back to life.
It would be immortal, able to heal, and even revive others!"
This was Gula's positioning for Tang San: the team's healer and controller, who could transform into a powerful attacker in the future when cultivating the Clear Sky Hammer.
Tang Hao was struck dumb, unable to hear anything else. His mind was filled only with the word "revival."
His expression was dazed, his eyes trembling.
Thinking of the golden-patterned Blue Silver Grass behind the waterfall, he murmured, "Ah Yin... can be revived."
His eyes reddened, and he turned to Tang San:
"Little San, promise me, from now on you can only add life-attribute Soul Rings to the Blue Silver Grass."
"I understand, Dad."
Tang San nodded obediently, not asking why. His father certainly wouldn't harm him; he would simply do as he was told.
Moreover, he possessed memories of his birth, vaguely recalling a gentle figure, and a guess formed in his mind.
Tang Hao calmed down, and his gaze towards Gula became more direct.
At only six years old, he could analyze Xiao San's twin martial souls and cultivation path; his mind was quite sharp.
Furthermore, he possessed innate full soul power, and as long as he didn't die, he was almost certain to become a Title Douluo, potentially becoming an asset in the future's revenge against the Spirit Hall.
He asked, both curious and testing, "Then tell me, what soul ring should Xiao San have as his first soul ring? If you satisfy me, I'll help you get your first soul ring."
Gula smiled; there was an unexpected surprise, so he wouldn't stand on ceremony.
"Since Uncle Tang says so, I'll make a fool of myself."
"In the books I've read, all Soul Masters who reach the Title Douluo level have very solid foundations."
"Xiao San needs a Soul Beast with a powerful life essence as his Soul Ring, primarily of the life attribute, followed by wood, and then water and earth."
"Considering its compatibility with Blue Silver Grass, I recommend a Soul Beast called Orchid Mantis Grass. It possesses some camouflage ability, sharp leaves, and can release Soul Skills to heal itself and accelerate growth, making it very suitable as Xiao San's first Soul Ring."
"Regardless of what Soul Skill he ultimately acquires, the strengthened life essence will become his foundation. When the right opportunity arises, Xiao San's Martial Soul can evolve!"
Tang Hao's eyes were filled with confusion; he didn't understand if Gula was right, but it sounded very reasonable.
Based on his knowledge as a Title Douluo, everything Gula said was logically consistent and without flaws, with a high chance of being realized.
"Alright, let's set off now to the Soul Hunting Forest."
Tang Hao didn't want to waste a moment, grabbing Gula and Tang San, and flew into the sky, speeding away into the distance.
Under the azure sky, Tang Hao used his Soul Power to block the strong winds, allowing Gula to experience the feeling of flight.
Looking down from the sky, people appeared as tiny black dots, with farmland and houses scattered about, creating a harmonious and natural pastoral landscape.
Free and unrestrained—that was Gula's feeling.
The only downside was that Tang Hao's grip on his shoulder made the position a little uncomfortable.
Tang San, however, was too shocked to appreciate the scenery; he was numb with astonishment.
He had to accept reality: his father was a powerful Soul Master, and his previous despondency had other hidden reasons.
He wanted to complain, but couldn't overcome his traditional beliefs about heaven, earth, ruler, parents, and teachers, and ultimately chose to forgive.
The Soul Hunting Forest.
An hour later, Tang Hao bypassed the Spirit Hall guards and flew into the Soul Hunting Forest.
The so-called rules couldn't restrain a Title Douluo, and besides, Tang Hao's decision not to kill everyone from the Spirit Hall present was already an act of great mercy.
"We've arrived.
There are people in the Soul Hunting Forest who specifically capture soul beasts to maintain racial balance, so there must be Orchid Mantis Grass there,"
Gula said at the right moment.
"Orchid Mantis Grass has obvious characteristics; its branches and leaves mimic mantises, and its color is also very distinctive."
Soul Saints know how to use their spiritual power, and Tang Hao was no exception.
He nodded slightly and released his spiritual power to search for the Orchid Mantis Grass that Gula mentioned.
"The leaves are emerald green, and the branches are pale red, just like a crouching mantis.
We've found it."
Tang Hao led the two to a forest. In the clearings between the trees, a large patch of vines grew. The pale red branches were not clearly visible in the sunlight, hidden under the long, narrow leaves. The leaves trembled with the wind, like mantises.
Sensing the pressure of the soul power released by Tang Hao, the Orchid Mantis Grass, without thinking, instinctively resisted, their leaves rustling, ready to pounce.
Tang Hao snorted coldly, and his soul power poured down like a mountain, pressing down on the Orchid Mantis Grass.
Based on the soul power fluctuations emitted by the Orchid Mantis Grass, he identified a four-hundred-year-old Orchid Mantis Grass.
He released his soul power to suppress all the orchid mantises, which was easy for a titled Douluo, since the highest-level orchid mantis here was only seven hundred years old.
He stepped forward and uprooted the target, throwing it at Tang San's feet. "Little San, do it! Absorb the soul ring according to my method."
Even after being uprooted, the orchid mantis remained active, waving its leaves as if trying to attack Tang San. The branches and leaves damaged by Tang Hao quickly recovered under the sunlight.
(End of this chapter)