Chapter 344: Give Up the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, Switch to Cultivating the Clear Sky Hammer
Chapter 344: Give Up the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, Switch to Cultivating the Clear Sky Hammer
"Little San, your mother... she wasn’t human."
The phrase "wasn’t human" exploded in Tang San’s ears like a clap of thunder.
His eardrums buzzed.
His mind went completely blank.
"Father, what did you say?"
Tang San’s voice shifted in pitch, becoming shrill and trembling.
"Your mother, Ah Yin."
Tang Hao paused for a beat. "She was a Hundred Thousand Year Blue Silver Emperor."
Tang Hao’s gaze fixed on the Blue Silver Grass swaying on the ground, his expression softening as if he were remembering things from a very long time ago.
"The Emperor of all Blue Silver Grass on this continent."
"!!!"
Tang San’s mind was a complete blank.
A 100,000-Year Soul Beast!
His mother was actually a 100,000-Year Soul Beast!
As this thought circled in his mind, before he could digest it, another thought slammed into him—his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul!
Tang San subconsciously raised his right hand. A blue light flashed in his palm, and a slender stalk of Blue Silver Grass sprouted out.
The grass leaves swayed gently in the wind, making a faint rustling sound.
The leaves were long and thin, their edges marked with faint silver patterns, swaying in his palm as gently as a mother’s hand.
"...That’s impossible."
Tang San murmured to himself, his voice trembling.
"How could a Spirit Beast... how could they be with a human—"
"Why couldn’t they?"
Tang Hao gave a bitter smile, his expression filled with sorrow.
His lips curled back to reveal yellowed teeth; that smile looked worse than a crying face.
"Ah Yin was a Hundred Thousand Year Transformed Spirit Beast. After transforming, she was a true human."
Tang Hao paused.
"We traveled the continent together, seeing all the mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas."
His voice sounded distant, as if he were describing a dream.
As Tang San listened, tears blurred his vision.
"I thought I could spend the rest of my life with her."
Tang Hao’s voice suddenly turned cold, as frigid as ice shards in the depths of winter.
"Until Spirit Hall discovered her identity."
When the words ’Spirit Hall’ left Tang Hao’s mouth, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop a few degrees.
Several insects in the grass stopped their chirping.
Tang Hao clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking loudly.
The sound of his joints grinding was sharp and clear.
"I took her, while she was pregnant with you, and we fled."
Tang Hao’s speech quickened, the hatred in his voice impossible to suppress.
"We fled from Spirit City to Nuoding City, and from Nuoding City to the Star Dou Great Forest."
"They sent three Titled Douluo to hunt us, chasing us for nine whole months."
Titled Douluo.
Tang San’s pupils contracted.
"Not long after you were born, the people from Spirit Hall found us."
Tang Hao’s voice was shaking.
"It was raining heavily that day, so hard that you couldn’t see anything three paces away."
"Your mother had just given birth to you; she was so weak she could barely stand."
"I held you and supported her as we hid in a cave."
Tang Hao closed his eyes, a look of agony appearing on his face.
"They still found us."
His teeth ground together audibly.
"Both of our spirit power was exhausted; we couldn’t block them at all."
Tang Hao reached out and gently touched the leaf of a Blue Silver Grass at his feet, his fingertips trembling slightly.
"To protect you, Ah Yin chose to Sacrifice."
Tang San stood up abruptly.
"Sacrifice?"
Tang San grabbed his father’s arm, his nails digging deep into the muscle.
Several crescent-shaped marks appeared on Tang Hao’s arm.
"What does Sacrifice mean? Father, explain it clearly!"
Tang San’s voice was nearly a roar, the veins on his neck bulging.
"A Spirit Beast voluntarily Sacrifices themselves, giving their spirit ring and Spirit Bone entirely to a human."
Tang Hao squeezed his eyes shut, his eyelids twitching violently.
"She gave me her 100,000 year Blue Silver Emperorspirit ring and her Right Leg Spirit Bone."
Tang Hao’s voice grew lower and lower.
"With her life, she allowed me to Breakthrough into the continent’s youngest Titled Douluo, and she saved your life as well."
Tang San’s hands slipped from Tang Hao’s arm.
"What..."
Tang San knelt blankly on the ground, his face covered in tears.
He slammed his head against the ground repeatedly, his forehead hitting grass roots and gravel until the skin broke and blood seeped out.
He wailed in grief.
The sound of his crying echoed through the forest, startling several roosting birds.
The birds took flight with a flurry of motion, their wings beating against the leaves.
Tang Hao stood to the side and did not go to help him up.
He only clenched both fists.
His nails pierced his palms, and blood dripped through the gaps between his fingers.
Some pain must be endured by oneself.
Some hatred must be remembered by oneself.
...
A long time passed.
The crying gradually stopped.
Tang San climbed up from the ground.
Dirt and grass clippings clung to the broken skin on his forehead; blood and soil had mixed together to form a dark red scab.
He raised his head, and something like fire burned in his bloodshot eyes.
It was a hatred that burned to the bone.
Tang San wiped the tears from his face, rubbing hard with his sleeve.
Word by word, he said, "I will Cultivate hard and become strong. I will make Spirit Hall pay for this in blood."
Each word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.
Tang Hao looked at the stubbornness in his son’s eyes, which was identical to his own, and nodded in satisfaction.
He reached out and clapped a heavy hand on Tang San’s shoulder.
The force of the palm was heavy; Tang San’s shoulder slumped down but then straightened back up.
"Good son."
The corner of Tang Hao’s mouth twitched.
"Father will be with you."
Tang Hao’s voice was gravelly but steady.
"One day, our family will truly be reunited."
Tang San felt a sting in his nose but held it back.
He gave a heavy nod.
...
The shadows of the trees lengthened as the light in the forest dimmed.
Tang San calmed his emotions and sat down beside his father again.
He sat on the ground.
"Father."
"Is there a serious problem with my Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul?"
"Your Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul has a defect in its Bloodline. I’m afraid only the Blue Silver Forest can solve this problem."
Tang Hao’s voice deepened.
"That place... is your mother’s home."
"Ah Yin grew up in the Blue Silver Forest. She told me that all the Blue Silver Grass there listened to her; she was their Emperor."
As he spoke, Tang Hao’s expression suddenly became very grim.
"The Blue Silver Grass in the Blue Silver Forest should have sensed Ah Yin’s Bloodline; they should have been loyal to her."
Tang San frowned deeply. "But they attacked us."
"Yes."
Tang Hao nodded, his voice very low.
"The one that attacked us was the most powerful member of the Blue Silver Clan in the Blue Silver Forest after Ah Yin—the Blue Silver King, a Plant Spirit Beast of over Eighty Thousand Years."
Tang San sucked in a cold breath.
Over Eighty Thousand Years!
That was more terrifying than any Spirit Beast knowledge he had learned at Nuoding Academy.
A 10,000-year Spirit Beast was already enough to make most Spirit Masters hesitate.
Tang Hao clenched his fist.
"Something must have happened in the Blue Silver Forest."
Suspicion churned in his heart.
The change was likely related to the disappearance of Ah Yin’s seedling.
Her Right Leg Spirit Bone was also missing.
He had searched for its whereabouts for a long time without result.
He suspected Spirit Hall was behind it.
Tang San’s face paled. "Then what do we do now? Can I still continue to Cultivate my Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul?"
There was a deeply hidden sliver of hope in his voice.
"..."
Tang Hao was silent for a long time.
"Little San."
"Give up on the Blue Silver Grass and switch to Cultivating the Clear Sky Hammer."
"!"
Tang San’s fingers jerked as if pricked by a needle.
Give up the Blue Silver Grass!
That was the Martial Soul his mother had left him; it was the last connection between him and his mother.
The blue light in Tang San’s right palm flashed again, and that stalk of Blue Silver Grass sprouted, swaying gently in the wind.
Tang San looked down at it, his throat tightening.
"Is there no other way?"
"The problem with the Blue Silver Forest cannot be solved in the short term."
Tang Hao coughed, and a bit more blood seeped from the bandaged wound on his chest.
"Your spirit power cannot remain stuck forever. This is a last resort."
"..."
Tang San fell silent.
The Blue Silver Grass swayed in his palm.
He stared at it for a long time until his eyes turned red again.
"...Fine."
Tang San nodded.
"I’ll listen to you."
Tang Hao patted his shoulder, this time with much lighter force.
"Once my injuries have recovered a bit, I will go and hunt suitable Spirit Beasts for you."
"The spirit rings for the Clear Sky Hammer must be chosen carefully."
(End of Chapter)
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