In Douluo, he devoured Tang San's spirit at the beginning

Chapter 8 Tang Hao: Tang San, the evil offspring

The night in Douluo Continent is beautiful, and so is the Holy Soul Village.

The moon and stars hanging in the sky are like a beautiful painting.

In the dark night, only the moonlight and stars illuminate every path.

The iron in the blacksmith's shop is cold, and Tang San's heart is also cold.

It was already late at night, and in the dark inner room, only Tang San's bulging quilt could be heard twitching slightly, and he could hear crying from time to time.

He didn't understand why his father Tang Hao had become a different person since his spirit awakened. He kept beating and scolding him, especially after his brother said he stepped on a blue silver grass and killed it.

Tang Hao went to the valley to confirm the news and returned home. He attacked him to death. Even though he used the Black Jade Hand to wrap his palm to resist Tang Hao's big foot, his wrist was broken by the kick.

If Old Jack had not happened to pass by and heard his miserable cry, he would probably have died by now.

With a creaky sound, the door of the blacksmith shop was opened from the outside and then closed tightly again.

Tang San, who had been twitching in his bed, stopped twitching and covered his mouth tightly, not daring to make any sound or even continue practicing Xuan Tian Gong to repair his injuries.

Tang Hao stood quietly at the door where the two children were sleeping in the dark. The only sound in the house was Han Yu's low snoring.

Tang Hao looked at Han Yu with more tenderness. Although Ah Yin's soul bone was absorbed by him by accident, it also showed Han Yu's unique luck. Besides, it was originally left to him. He only had one son, so who else could he give it to? To this bastard Tang San?

He got angry when he mentioned Tang San, and he wished he could just go into the house and beat the little bastard to death.

In the afternoon, I went to the place where Ah Yin was placed and took a careful look around. This time, there was no seeds for Ah Yin, not even a good grass was left. There were only fragments of blue silver grass with Tang San's footprints on them.

How fast can a person's face change?
The answer is a moment.

Shifting his gaze from Han Yu to Tang San, the tenderness on Tang Hao's face disappeared, replaced by a strong anger. He had already made up his mind to let Tang San reveal the secrets of the Spirit Hall for Han Yu.

Thinking about the future, Tang Hao gave a cold look to Tang San who was pretending to sleep, then turned around and went back to his room. He still had time to miss his deceased wife and didn't have time to stay at the door any longer.

Tang San pricked up his ears and listened until he heard the sound of Tang Hao going to bed in the next room. He then breathed a sigh of relief and continued to lie in the quilt and whimper softly.

With a "bang", Tang Hao next door slammed the wall with his palm, obviously Tang San's wailing disturbed him.

Tang San, who had already become a frightened bird, buried his head in the quilt the moment the sound rang out, trembling and not daring to make the slightest sound, but the pain coming from his body could not be suppressed so easily.

He had no choice but to lower his voice again. Tang San was so frustrated that his tears flowed out from the corners of his eyes and dripped onto the dark pillow.

Han Yu beside him stopped snoring, and the quilt wrapped around him trembled slightly. He was about to give up.

If Tang San and Tang Hao did anything again, he was afraid that he would laugh out loud immediately.

The laughter that he suppressed was heard by Tang San as the crying of his brother who was distressed for him. Tang San no longer had any resentment in his heart, but was full of gratitude and distress for Han Yu. Han Yu didn't know how he got through the night, he only knew that he was very uncomfortable in the quilt, and he could hear Tang San's low wailing in his ears.

Han Yu had figured out the matter of the Blue Silver Emperor. The black soul ring must belong to the Blue Silver Emperor.

But he did not absorb it actively. According to his guess, the little tree should have absorbed the Blue Silver Emperor's soul bone and fed it back to his whole body, causing the Blue Silver Emperor, as a mother, to subconsciously perform an act of maternal love.

She must have felt extremely guilty for not fulfilling her responsibilities as a mother to her own child over the years. So after meeting Han Yu who had absorbed the soul bone of the Blue Silver Emperor, the Blue Silver Emperor took the initiative to sacrifice his soul ring to him.

As for why it is a ten thousand year soul ring, Han Yu guessed.

It should be that if the cultivation reaches 100,000 years, the Blue Silver Emperor will transform into a human form again, that is, Ah Yin.

Now it is just a black soul ring, which means that the wisdom of the Blue Silver Emperor is not as high as when Tang San absorbs the soul bone in the future. It just has a little bit of wisdom, but not high.

All of this seemed like a wonderful accident, from the moment Han Yu absorbed the Blue Silver Emperor's soul bone to the moment the Blue Silver Emperor voluntarily sacrificed himself and gave him the soul ring.

After the tree absorbed the soul ring, the soul ring was embedded in the Clear Sky Hammer. A branch with the Clear Sky Hammer pattern embedded in it grew out of the tree.
As if frightened by his own guess, Han Yu did not dare to guess further, but he had a feeling in his heart that his guess was correct.

As for the new Blue Silver Emperor Han Yu that had grown next to the small tree in the spiritual space, she had no idea what it was for the time being and could only wait for it to grow up.

Tang Hao also had no idea how he spent the night.

Tang Hao felt as if an entire night had passed as he stared at the withered corpse of the Blue Silver Emperor in his hands.

However, Tang San was under cruel physical and mental torture, feeling his body slowly fading away. After one night, his body was not completely healed under the treatment of Xuan Tian Gong, but he was able to get out of bed and walk.

The next day, Tang Hao was surprised to see Tang San getting out of bed. He even thought that Tang San might be the incarnation of a hundred thousand year old blue silver grass. Unlike Ah Yin's incarnation of the Blue Silver Emperor, Tang San was just the incarnation of a small blue silver grass.

Tang Hao stroked his chin gently, looking at Tang San who was standing beside the pot cooking, with an imperceptible murderous intent in his eyes.

"If it is really a 100,000-year-old blue silver grass, it's a pity that Ah Yin didn't tell me whether ordinary blue silver grass can be cultivated to a 100,000-year-old form. If it is true, Tang Hanyu will need it in the future."

He looked at Tang San with slightly narrowed eyes, as if thinking about how to get the soul ring and soul bone of Tang San, this "hundred thousand year soul beast", for Han Yu.

Tang San, who was cooking, felt the gaze of his great father behind him, and was full of energy. Even his wrist, which had not yet fully recovered, did not feel the pain. He kept stirring the rice soup in the pot with a spoon.

"But how come he didn't show any trace of soul beast aura under the nose of a Titled Douluo like me for six years?"

'Could it be that'

There was a gleam in Tang Hao's eyes, and Tang San's deeds since childhood flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern.

"Yes, this bastard has been different from ordinary people since he was young."

(End of this chapter)