Late at night, in Heaven Dou City, at what was formerly Blue Tyrant Academy and was now Shrek Academy.
Inside the dormitory, Tang San was sitting cross-legged on his bed, silently cultivating the Mysterious Heaven Skill.
"Sigh~ The Soul Master Tournament is about to start, and I'm still just a Rank 38 Soul Elder. Forget about before the tournament begins, even by the time the finals start, I might not have reached the fourth ring."
After a long while, finishing his daily cultivation, Tang San sensed the soul power in his body. Opening his eyes, he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.
According to Dean Erlong, in past Soul Master Tournaments, if a team didn't have a five-ring Soul King or at least a four-ring Soul Ancestor strong enough to rival a Soul King, they basically had no chance of winning the championship.
If he could reach the four-ring Soul Ancestor stage, with the profound secret techniques of the Tang Sect, Tang San was confident he could at least put up a fight against a five-ring Soul King.
But if he couldn't reach the fourth ring, Tang San had no such confidence. Unless he revealed his Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul, his three-ring Blue Silver Grass would be completely outmatched.
Fortunately, while winning the championship seemed unlikely, qualifying from the Heaven Dou division and advancing to the main tournament and finals shouldn't be a problem.
After all, in past tournaments, the Five Great Elemental Academies' teams usually had only two or three four-ring Soul Ancestors, along with a few Soul Elders. Especially against Elephant Armored Academy, which consisted mostly of defense-type Soul Masters, Shrek Academy's chances were quite good.
Bringing his drifting thoughts back, Tang San was about to turn off the light and go to sleep.
Suddenly, a deep voice sounded in his ear:
"Xiao San, come to the forest behind the academy."
"The forest? This voice sounds so familiar… Wait, it's Dad!"
Though he hadn't heard this voice in seven or eight years, Tang San could never forget it—this was his father's voice!
'As expected, my father is a top expert!'
Excited, Tang San's sharp mind quickly analyzed the situation.
He was always observant, and from various clues over the years, he had long suspected that his father, Tang Hao, was no ordinary man.
First of all, if his father was just an ordinary village blacksmith, how could he have mastered the profound technique of the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer Method?
At first, Tang San thought the technique he learned from his father was just a method for forging metal, but over time, he realized it was far more than that.
When applied in battle, the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer Method was undoubtedly a powerful self-created combat technique.
Moreover, even with his Rank 38 soul power, he still couldn't execute the final stage of the technique—"Nine-Nine Returns to One"—which proved just how extraordinary it was.
Secondly, Martial Souls are inherited from one's parents. His Blue Silver Grass inherited from his mother was ordinary, but his Clear Sky Hammer was exceptional. How could a man with such a Martial Soul be a mere blacksmith?
And most importantly, during a past conflict, his classmate Tai Long's grandfather, Tai Tan—the Clan Chief of the Strength Clan and an eight-ring Soul Douluo—had addressed his father as "Master" and had called him "Young Master."
If an eight-ring Soul Douluo was his father's subordinate, then his father was not only extraordinary but a rare top-tier powerhouse!
A humble blacksmith in Holy Soul Village? That was clearly just a disguise!
And now, after disappearing for years, his father had suddenly come looking for him. Was this to deliver warmth and support?
Hmm, very likely!
Thinking this, Tang San immediately got up and rushed toward the forest behind the academy.
Upon reaching the forest, he looked around but found no trace of the father he had longed to see for years.
"Dad, where are you?"
Not seeing his father, Tang San called out loudly.
The next moment, a whistling sound came from above. Tang San looked up to see a jade box falling from the sky, stopping mid-air right in front of him.
Then, his father's voice came again:
"The yellow one is for you, the black one is for Xiao Wu."
With that, the jade box dropped toward the ground, but Tang San reacted quickly and caught it in his hands.
"Dad? Dad!"
Calling out a few more times but receiving no response, Tang San knew his father had left once again without saying goodbye.
A mix of emotions—longing, sadness, sorrow—rose in his heart.
After a long moment, he pulled himself together and opened the jade box in his hands.
Immediately, yellow and black light reflected on his face, revealing inside the box a left arm bone radiating an earthy yellow glow and a left leg bone emitting a faint black light.
"Soul bones?!"
Seeing the two soul bones, Tang San couldn't help but gasp in excitement.
Having studied under Yu Xiaogang, Tang San had gained extensive knowledge and was no longer the naive child from when he first awakened his Martial Soul. He understood just how precious soul bones were.
And judging from the soul power fluctuations emanating from these bones, they were clearly not ordinary thousand-year soul bones but ones with over ten thousand years of age—extremely valuable.
As expected, his father had seen that with the Soul Master Tournament approaching, he and Xiao Wu were still only Rank 38 and 39 Soul Elders, not even at the four-ring stage, making it difficult to achieve good results in the tournament. So he had come to deliver warmth and support!
Tang San: Thank you, Dad!
Silently thanking and admiring his father in his heart, Tang San put aside his longing for now and walked back to his dormitory, feeling immense joy.
With these two soul bones, he and Xiao Wu would definitely be able to break through to the four-ring Soul Ancestor stage before the tournament began.
With Dai Mubai already at the four-ring level and capable of using the Martial Soul Fusion Skill "Nether White Tiger" with Zhu Zhuqing, plus Ning Rongrong's support—even though she only had three rings—this year's Soul Master Tournament would definitely see Shrek Academy as a dark horse!
From a distance, Tang Hao stood on a tree branch, watching Tang San's departing figure with a complicated expression.
'Xiao San, everything I do is for your own good. In the future, don't blame me. All of this… is for the destruction of Spirit Hall!'
Recalling his plan, a flash of determination appeared in Tang Hao's eyes.
And what was Tang Hao's plan?
Naturally, it was to arrange a certain transformed hundred-thousand-year soul beast to provide his son with a soul ring and soul bone.
In Tang Hao's mind, Xiao Wu would most likely refuse to participate in the Soul Master Tournament.
After all, Shrek Academy's team wasn't strong enough. At present, only Dai Mubai had reached the four-ring Soul Ancestor level, making it impossible for them to achieve a good ranking.
Moreover, the tournament's audience included many eight-ring Soul Douluos and even nine-ring Title Douluos, who could easily see through Xiao Wu's identity as a transformed soul beast. For safety, she would likely find excuses to avoid competing.
But how could that be allowed?
If she didn't compete, how could Tang Hao arrange for her to provide Tang San with a hundred-thousand-year soul ring and soul bone?
So, he had specifically acquired the Dark Spirit Demon Snake soul bone from the Heaven Dou Auction House, which had the ability to alter one's aura.
With the soul bone's ability to change her aura, Xiao Wu would believe her identity wouldn't be exposed, and thus, she wouldn't refuse to participate in the tournament.
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