"Sigh, after all these years, I still can't break through the thirtieth rank. It seems I can only put more effort into theory," Master said, dejected, after finishing his meditation and finding no progress in his soul power.
"But it's alright. I've taken in a genius with Twin Spirits. With Tang San, I will definitely prove to the soul master world that I am not useless!"
Master felt a surge of pride. Ever since he took Tang San as his disciple, he felt like he had experienced a second spring. As long as Tang San followed his theories, he would one day be able to prove that he wasn't useless, but a master of martial soul theory in Douluo Continent!
Knock, knock, knock.
At that moment, a knock suddenly sounded at the door.
"The door's unlocked, come in," Master said calmly, looking at the door.
Who could it be at this hour?
Master was puzzled, but as the door opened, a tall and burly middle-aged man walked in. He was wearing a tattered black robe and his messy hair covered his eyes, making him look like a beggar.
"May I ask who you are?" Master asked, looking at the newcomer.
For some reason, even though he couldn't see his eyes, Master still felt an indescribable pressure, as if the person standing before him wasn't human, but a ferocious beast.
"Master, if I recall, we haven't seen each other in over twenty years, right?" The middle-aged man spoke slowly, his voice low and hoarse.
"You are...?" Master instinctively used a respectful tone. He didn't understand why this middle-aged man, who looked like a beggar, would know him, but people don't come uninvited, especially in the dead of night, which made it even more suspicious.
Moreover, and most importantly, Master felt a faint fluctuation of soul power from the middle-aged man. That soul power was far above his own, so even if he didn't want to talk to the man, he had to.
"Heh." The middle-aged man looked at Master with a half-smile, then lifted his hair, which was covering his eyes, and said in a low voice, "It's no wonder you don't recognize me in this state, Master. I am Tang Hao."
"What? You, you are Tang Hao!" Hearing the name, a hint of shock flashed in Master's eyes, his stiff face slightly changed, and he respectfully said, "Greetings, Lord of Clear Sky."
"What Lord? That's all in the past." Tang Hao's voice was low, his sharp gaze falling on Master. "I think you've already guessed the truth about San's background, haven't you?"
"Yes, Lord of Clear Sky." Master trembled, "I already guessed that San's father was you. The Clear Sky Sect has been in seclusion for many years, and hasn't appeared in the Spirit Master world for a long time. Besides you, there are no other direct disciples outside."
"Heh, you're quite clever." A glint flashed in Tang Hao's eyes. "I know you took San as your disciple. Seeing you today, you certainly live up to your reputation."
"I don't deserve such praise. Teaching is my duty; otherwise, he wouldn't have needed to become my disciple." Master said in a low voice.
"That's good. With a teacher like you, I believe he will soon become a powerful Spirit Master." Tang Hao nodded slightly, then said in a deep voice, "I have some things to do next. I'll leave San in your care."
"You're leaving?" Master frowned, asking, "You're San's father. Shouldn't you tell him?"
"No need. I'm very relieved with you taking care of San." Tang Hao shook his head, his gaze suddenly turning cold. "There are some things I need to do personally. Besides, what the Spirit Hall did to me, Tang Hao, back then, I've always kept it in my heart."
"Are you going to fight the Spirit Hall alone?" Master seemed to realize something, and exclaimed in alarm.
"Spirit Hall?" Tang Hao snorted coldly, "I'm just going to collect some interest from back then."
"But you don't need to worry. I won't do anything foolish. My only concern now is Tang San. At the same time, I hope you remember that although he is my son, he is also your disciple. A teacher for a day, a father for a lifetime. I hope it's not just words."
"Ever since Tang San became my disciple, I've already treated him as my own son. I will take responsibility for taking care of him, until Lord of Clear Sky... returns."
Hearing Master's words, Tang Hao nodded with satisfaction, then waved his hand. A jet-black token, engraved with six spirit patterns, landed directly onto the table where Master kept his theoretical materials.
"This is..." Master's pupils suddenly contracted, staring fixedly at the token Tang Hao had casually tossed onto the table.
"It seems you know what this is." Tang Hao interrupted Master, speaking coldly, "I'm relieved to have you teaching Tang San, but I came to see you this time for another matter."
"Tang San is a straightforward child. Let him interact more with that girl in the dormitory named Xiao Wu."
"Hmm? Xiao Wu?" Master was slightly taken aback, and blurted out subconsciously, "Is there anything special about that girl?"
"Don't ask too much. Just know that the girl has a significant background. It's fine for Tang San to interact with her more, and it would be best if their relationship could progress further. She will be a great opportunity for Tang San."
"Xiao San's great opportunity…" Master thought for a moment, then speculated, "I understand what you mean. She should be a descendant of some reclusive family, right? Don't worry, I'll tell Xiao San."
Tang Hao gave Master a deep look, but said nothing more.
Bang! The door closed, and Tang Hao's tall figure disappeared from the room.
Watching Tang Hao's departing back, Master picked up the black token in his hand, a hint of bitterness on his lips. He sighed softly, "I never thought my idol would become like this."
"However, what's so special about that girl? To have Lord of Clear Sky give such instructions? But it wouldn't be a bad thing to get to know her better."
"Hehe…Three with Innate Full Soul Power appearing in the little Notting Academy, Bibi Dong, that woman, probably knows about it, too, right?"
Spirit City, Papal Palace.
In the spacious and bright Papal Palace, a woman of unparalleled beauty sat, her eyes half-closed as she lazily examined a document in her hand.
This document had been urgently sent from a rural town, a small place called Notting City. Even she, the Pope, was somewhat surprised by what was reported.
"Chrysanthemum Elder, do you think a child with the so-called useless spirit, Blue Silver Grass, could be a genius with Innate Full Soul Power?" Bibi Dong's purple eyes flickered slightly as she gazed at the man kneeling in the hall, wearing golden armor and heavy makeup.
"Reporting to Lord Pope, based on my research on flowers and plants, a spirit like Blue Silver Grass alone would absolutely not produce a genius with Innate Full Soul Power," Chrysanthemum Douluo Yueguan said in a deep voice.
He, Chrysanthemum Douluo, had studied flowers and plants for decades, and had a very deep understanding of all kinds of plants. A useless spirit like Blue Silver Grass would struggle to even awaken soul power, so how could it possibly possess Innate Full Soul Power?
"Chrysanthemum Elder is right, but is it possible that while possessing the Blue Silver Grass spirit, this genius with Innate Full Soul Power also has a second spirit?" Bibi Dong lazily stretched, then lightly waved her hand. The document in her hand flew directly into the hands of Chrysanthemum Douluo Yueguan.
"You mean, Twin Spirits?" Hearing Pope Bibi Dong's words, Chrysanthemum Douluo was stunned at first, then quickly scanned the contents of the document. After a moment, he said with a trembling voice, "Tang San, surname Tang, Innate Full Soul Power, spirit Blue Silver Grass!"
"It seems you've also discovered the strangeness of this document," Bibi Dong said, supporting her cheek with one hand, her tone calm. "How could a child with a useless spirit possess Innate Full Soul Power? Unless he has another spirit, and the quality of that spirit is the same as Blue Silver Grass."
"Lord Pope, the useless spirit Blue Silver Grass has no quality to speak of. Moreover, even if it were Twin Spirits, what kind of spirit would have the same quality as Blue Silver Grass?" Chrysanthemum Douluo questioned, puzzled.
"Elder Ju, in your opinion, what's the upper limit of the Blue Silver Grass?" Bibi Dong asked.
"You mean…" Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes flashed with a sharp light, as if he had realized something.
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