After briefly speaking with Tang San and explaining that he had his reasons for acting as he did, but had also been secretly watching over him, Tang Hao shared several key pieces of advice with Tang San.
"The first point: never reveal your Clear Sky Hamr. Until you reach the rank of Title Douluo, never expose your second martial soul, and don't attempt to attach any soul rings to it."
"The second point: if anyone ever asks who your father is, do not ntion the na Tang Hao."
"Why, father? Did I do sothing to disappoint you?" Tang San interrupted, unable to believe what he was hearing. To him, it sounded like his father was cutting ties between them.
"My identity and na are… special. I have many enemies on this continent. If they learn that you are my son, it will undoubtedly bring you endless trouble."
"Especially the Spirit Hall. Those people are the most despicable—they are my greatest enemies. Even your mother's death is tied to them in ways that cannot be untangled. Rember this: under no circumstances should you form close ties with the Spirit Hall. If you encounter powerful individuals from the Spirit Hall, take your sister and leave imdiately. Do not provoke trouble."
Tang Hao glanced at Xiao Wu with a faint, ambiguous smile before continuing.
"I understand," Tang San said after so thought, quickly realizing why his father didn't want his na ntioned.
Clearly, just like the martial arts masters of his past life, his father must have been an extraordinary figure. However, because he offended the Spirit Hall—a sinister organization—he was hunted down and forced to hide his identity. Even his mother's death was tied to the Spirit Hall.
Fearing that his identity might endanger his son, Tang Hao had appeared cold and distant during Tang San's childhood. To avoid implicating his son, he had stayed away for many years.
It turned out that the greatest father in the world had always been by his side!
Tang San reflected on his childhood of hunger, surviving on porridge until he was six, and doing all the housework while his father seemingly did nothing. He now understood that his father had his reasons for everything.
As for why the Spirit Hall was evil?
Tang San didn't need to know the details; it was enough to know that they were indeed evil.
After all, even though he had been using Spirit Hall-issued gold soul coins, those coins ca from the two great empires, not just the Spirit Hall. Since every soul master below the Soul Ancestor rank received them, it wasn't as if he owed the Spirit Hall anything.
And as for his martial soul awakening?
Back then, Su Yuntao had called him trash (Su Yuntao: I was talking about the Blue Silver Grass martial soul!), so Tang San felt that Su Yuntao was practically courting his death. Sparing his life was already doing him a favor.
"I'm glad that I asked my teacher back then, and he didn't have join the Spirit Hall. He even slapped . Was it because, father, you have such deep enmity with the Spirit Hall? Could it be that my teacher already knew your identity?"
"Yes, your teacher, Yu Xiaogang, knows my identity. Those soul beast materials and dicinal baths sent to you recently were also passed on by him, at my request," Tang Hao said, pausing briefly at the ntion of Yu Xiaogang before softening his tone.
"Your teacher is a knowledgeable man. You can learn a lot about soul master theory from him. He can help guide the developnt of your Blue Silver Grass martial soul. However, when it cos to your second martial soul, the Clear Sky Hamr, you must follow my instructions. As a Title Douluo, I will provide you with the best soul ring configurations."
Truth be told, Tang Hao didn't think much of Yu Xiaogang. He only acknowledged Yu Xiaogang's knowledge as passable.
Despite their current differences in status, Tang Hao, Yu Xiaogang, and Ning Fengzhi were of the sa generation and had crossed paths in their youth. They just hadn't been close at the ti.
As for Ning Fengzhi, Tang Hao regarded him as a cunning old fox but didn't deny his abilities, believing that if Ning Fengzhi hadn't been limited by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, he might have been a genius second only to Tang Hao and his elder brother. Ning Fengzhi might even have had the potential to beco a Title Douluo.
As for Yu Xiaogang, Tang Hao offered no further comnt.
Yu Xiaogang could provide Tang San with a surface-level identity and so foundational knowledge. Otherwise, Tang Hao wouldn't even spare him a glance. After giving these instructions, Tang Hao pulled out a bloodstained storage soul guide from his waist and handed Tang San several gold soul cards and a bag of gold soul coins.
There were three gold soul cards, each worth a thousand gold soul coins, and the bag held around three to four hundred gold soul coins. While this wasn't much for high-level soul masters, it was undoubtedly a fortune for low-level soul masters.
These funds were spoils from Tang Hao's robberies.
After all, Tang Hao relied on his strength as a Title Douluo for occasionally smashing up shops when he wasn't satisfied and taking their gold soul coins. Since he had no regular expenses, these spare coins were casually handed to Tang San.
Seeing the pile of gold soul coins and cards, Xiao Wu, who had been trembling earlier, suddenly brightened up. She grabbed Tang San and started hopping around excitedly, her eyes sparkling with thoughts of all the things she could buy.
Watching Xiao Wu, Tang Hao eventually waved at Tang San, pointing him toward a path and advising him to et up with the group from Shrek Academy. Just as Tang San was about to leave with Xiao Wu, Tang Hao stopped them by slapping their clasped hands apart and shook his head at Tang San.
"Tang San, you go ahead. I have sothing to discuss with Xiao Wu. I'll send her to catch up with you shortly."
"But..." Tang San hesitated.
"But what? Do you not trust your father anymore?" Tang Hao's voice, which had been gentle, suddenly grew cold, his expression hardening.
Caught between choices, Tang San saw his father sigh and soften his tone again.
"Don't worry. I won't harm either of you. I just need to talk to Xiao Wu alone."
Tang San turned to Xiao Wu, who smiled bitterly but nodded.
"Go on, Tang San. I'll catch up with you soon."
"Alright. I'll go ahead, then."
Tang San nodded, used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, and disappeared in the direction his father had pointed, heading toward the Shrek group.
Once Tang San was gone, the atmosphere between Tang Hao and Xiao Wu grew tense and cold.
After a long pause, Tang Hao finally broke the silence.
"Little rabbit, you're quite bold, running around so carelessly. Aren't you afraid soone will discover your true identity and take your soul ring and bone?"
"So you've figured out my identity," Xiao Wu said, stepping back with dim eyes. She looked as if she had given up, but in reality, her martial soul was on high alert, ready to use her teleportation ability to escape at any mont.
"Your little tricks are useless." Tang Hao casually sealed her soul power with a tap on her shoulder. Seeing Xiao Wu's despair, Tang Hao sat down and let out a long sigh.
"I have a story to tell. It's about , Tang San's mother, and soone like you—a 100,000-year soul beast who took human form. Little rabbit, do you want to hear it?"
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