Chapter 1 Tea Talk and Respect Between Brother's
Holy Soul Village.
In the early morning, the thin mist had not yet dissipated.
Old Jack stood in the square, eagerly anticipating the arrival of the Spirit Master from the Spirit Hall to help the village children awaken their Spirits.
Squeak~
The door to the dilapidated blacksmith shop was pushed open.
Tang Hao, unusually, did not reek of alcohol. Instead, he walked out in a slightly hurried manner, followed by two boys of similar age.
"Hey mistress, slow down."
"Watch where you're going, don't trip."
Tang Chuan lagged slightly behind, tugged at Tang San's sleeve, and spoke with concern.
Tang San nodded and hummed in agreement, but his mind was already on the upcoming awakening of his Spirit, his eyes filled with a focus and anticipation beyond his years.
Tang Hao turned around.
Seeing his eldest son's neat and well-behaved appearance, and then glancing at his younger son's preoccupied look, which didn't seem like a child at all, he felt a surge of inexplicable irritation.
"Xiao Chuan, don't worry about him."
"So what if it falls? It's not that delicate."
Tang Hao frowned, but spoke to his eldest son, Tang Chuan, in an extremely gentle tone: "Don't be nervous, Chuan, you will definitely awaken a powerful Spirit."
"Okay, Dad."
Tang Chuan looked up, revealing a sweet yet slightly shy smile. "But you, didn't you sleep well again last night?"
"You got up early today."
"If you get sleepy later, go back and rest. Xiao San and I can go back by ourselves, so don't tire yourself out too much."
Hearing this, Tang Hao felt a warmth in his heart; his eldest son was the one who knew how to care for others.
He glanced at Tang San, who remained silent beside him, and his displeasure rose again. This child had always been extremely mature since childhood, yet he was not as considerate as Xiao Chuan.
If he hadn't personally witnessed Ah Yin giving birth to two sons, he would have suspected that his younger son, Tang San, was a 100,000-year-old soul beast transformed into a human...
"Um."
Tang Hao responded and ignored Tang San, only saying to Tang Chuan, "Relax when you awaken later."
"Okay, Dad."
Tang Chuan sweetly agreed and pulled Tang San to follow closely behind Tang Hao.
Tang San looked at his father's concern for his brother, his lips moved, but in the end he just silently lowered his head and clenched his fists.
He also longed for his father's attention, but didn't know how to express it.
Arriving at the Spirit Hall in the center of the village.
Seven children and their parents had already gathered in the square.
Master Su Yuntao appeared at the end of the square on time, dressed in a white outfit and a black cloak, with a fist-sized character for "Spirit" in the center of his chest.
Old Jack hurried forward and said respectfully, "Master, we'll have to trouble you this time."
Su Yuntao nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the nine children: "Is everyone here? Let's begin."
Su Yuntao opened his package and took out six jet-black round stones and a shiny blue crystal ball.
The Spirit Awakening Ceremony begins.
The nine children lined up in a row, with Tang Chuan and Tang San standing at the back.
Su Yuntao arranged six black stones in a hexagon on the ground and then gestured for the first child to stand in it.
"Don't be afraid, close your eyes and feel it carefully."
Su Yuntao's eyes suddenly lit up, and he shouted in a low voice, "Lone Wolf, possess me!"
The children were so frightened that they all took a step back.
Only Tang San stood still, and when the changes occurred in Su Yuntao, he immediately channeled his energy throughout his body, looking at Su Yuntao with curiosity.
Tang Chuan, like the other children, was startled and cried out, grabbing Tang Hao's clothes.
Tang Hao immediately stepped to the side, almost shielding Tang Chuan behind him, and said to Su Yuntao in a deep voice, "Master, please restrain your aura, the child is still young."
His tone carried a hint of dissatisfaction.
Su Yuntao paused for a moment, then nodded without saying anything more.
The children ahead of them awakened one by one, but most of them were just farm tools. Not a single beast Spirit appeared, and they had no soul power, so they couldn't cultivate.
Soon, it was Tang San's turn.
He took a deep breath, stepped forward, and stood in the hexagon.
A warm aura surged in, golden light shimmered, and a slender Blue Silver Grass grew from his palm.
"Blue Silver Grass?"
"Useless Spirit!"
"Let's test your soul power."
Su Yuntao sighed, habitually preparing to have his soul power tested, but clearly had no hope and had almost accepted the outcome.
Tang Hao, standing outside the door, froze the moment he saw the Blue Silver Grass!
His pupils contracted, and complex emotions surged in his eyes.
Nostalgia, pain, and remembrance.
Blue Silver Grass... just like Ah Yin... is Xiao San really my son...?
Tang Hao was unsure.
Because Ah Yin is the transformed form of the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor, and his youngest son has always behaved differently from ordinary people since birth.
Tang San was completely unaware of this, and he placed his small hand on the crystal ball.
In an instant, a dazzling blue light burst forth, filling the entire crystal ball.
"First... innate full soul power?!"
Su Yuntao exclaimed in shock, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets, almost unable to believe his eyes. "How is this possible?!"
"It's actually Blue Silver Grass with innate full soul power!"
Old Jack's lips trembled with excitement.
Tang Hao was also completely stunned, his face showing astonishment and shock.
Innate full soul power?
It's actually innate full soul power?
Ah Yin once said that a 100,000-year-old soul beast must have full innate soul power when it transforms into human form. Could it be that he is really a 100,000-year-old soul beast that has been resurrected?
Tang Hao is certain that Tang San is not Ah Yin, so there is only one possibility.
Without their knowledge, a 100,000-year-old soul beast used unknown methods to replace one of their sons...
Tang San was both surprised and delighted.
He felt that the surging internal energy of the Mysterious Heaven Art within his body seemed to resonate with his soul power.
He immediately looked at his father, hoping for a sliver of approval.
However, what he met was his father Tang Hao's cold, complex, and even disgusted eyes.
The light in Tang San's eyes dimmed, and his joy was overwhelmed by disappointment and grievance.
He didn't understand why his father was unhappy.
"What a pity, what a real shame!"
Su Yuntao shook his head repeatedly, giving Tang San's answer: "If it were any other Spirit, the future would be limitless!"
"But it just so happens to be Blue Silver Grass..."
"Ah, child, perhaps this is fate."
Upon hearing this, Tang San instinctively wanted to reveal that he also had a Spirit in his left hand.
But looking around, his cautious habit from his previous life made him purse his lips.
We'll talk about it when we get home.
Dad will be so happy to know I have a Spirit!
At this moment, Tang Chuan walked over.
He gently took Tang San's hand, then looked up at Su Yuntao, his tone sincere yet regretful: "Master, is there really no way at all?"
"My younger brother... has been working very hard to become a Spirit Master."
Tang Chuan didn't say Tang San was strange, he only emphasized his hard work, but when Tang Hao heard this, his brows furrowed even more, and his gaze toward Tang San became even more displeased.
Purely apply eye drops.
[end of the chapter]