Tang Hao didn't think he could become a god. That kind of legendary event was something that might not happen even once in thousands or tens of thousands of years; it was too ethereal.
Therefore, he didn't care much about the difficulty of cultivation after level ninety-nine.
However, the rise and fall of the clan and the possible decline of the bloodline happened to strike at the most important point, the sore spot, in his heart.
Moreover, what the other party said was indeed very reasonable.
Martial Soul mutation was only a small probability event. In most cases, the quality of a child's Martial Soul would be a notch weaker than their parents'.
Even with identical Martial Souls, or even higher innate soul power, there would still be subtle differences.
Only by perfectly evolving through the correct path, developing it to a level no less than their parents' back then,
would the offspring born in the future not be weakened generation after generation, and finally be lost among the masses.
A ready-made example was right there.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was originally called the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and their Martial Soul was previously the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
Later, because their Martial Soul degenerated, they could only cultivate to a maximum of level seventy-nine. They couldn't even break through to become a Soul Douluo, which put them in a rather awkward situation.
The Clear Sky Sect had already formed a deep hatred with the Spirit Hall. If their Martial Soul degenerated and they couldn't produce enough strong individuals, it was hard to imagine their future.
Tang San, on the other hand, was the complete opposite.
He was a transmigrator with dual Martial Souls, innate full soul power, and he could enter the City of Flying Immortals. This made him feel rather self-important.
Although things seemed a bit miserable now, he had a powerful ambition for the future.
This could be considered one of his few advantages: no matter how weak or useless he was, he could always dream big.
Tang San appeared unfazed on the surface, but inwardly he'd already made a decision: to cultivate the Clear Sky Hammer in advance and strive for the most perfect development path.
Damn it! A Martial Soul that only reached its peak power before becoming a god. If he didn't bring it out early to utilize its effects, would he wait until the later stages, when it was almost useless, and just take it out to look at it (voice cracking)?
Damn it!
And by doing this, he could not only significantly increase his chances of passing the Flying Immortal assessment but also save the remaining six soul rings of his Blue Silver Emperor to attach after reaching Title Douluo. Then he could choose the most perfect and powerful soul beasts.
Thus, the life attribute could make a strong comeback.
Furthermore, if he could exchange for a treasure that restored the quality of his Martial Soul during this period,
it wouldn't just be a comeback. He could directly develop it to its maximum potential in a perfect state.
No problem. He felt there wasn't a single flaw in this plan.
Seeing Tang San suddenly close his eyes and his expression become resolute, Nangong Lingyun knew that his guidance mission was complete. He immediately stood up and said: "Well then, you guys talk amongst yourselves. I haven't finished my cultivation tasks for today, so I'll take my leave."
After saying this, without waiting for everyone to respond, he vanished from where he stood with a whoosh.
Late at night, after a round of cultivation,
Tang San didn't rush to activate his cultivation technique again.
Instead, he gazed at the moonlight outside the window and then took out a golden feather from his pocket, gently pressing it against his forehead.
Ever since his second return from the City of Flying Immortals, the Flying Immortal Order had undergone some surprising changes.
The biggest change was that it was no longer lifeless like before, remaining unresponsive no matter how he stimulated it.
Now, he could independently control it to activate several simple abilities, such as detection, defense, storage, and even virtual combat and challenging a replica.
It just needed one to input soul power and mental power. Some powerful abilities could only be activated once the accumulated energy reached a certain level.
Tang San's mind moved slightly, and a large amount of mental power poured into the Flying Immortal Order.
Soon, a strange wave suddenly rippled out from it.
Along with the wave, his mental vision instantly flew out of the room, expanding to a radius of two hundred meters, leaving neither the sky nor the ground untouched.
Units with high energy density also had special markings of different colors or light pillars.
At this moment, in the crown of a tree about a hundred meters away from him, a red light pillar shot up into the sky.
Apparently, Tang Hao was hiding in it.
Taking advantage of the late night when no one was around, Tang San put away the Flying Immortal Order and slipped out of the dormitory. Stepping on the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, he quickly came to the tree where his father was hiding.
Then, he cupped his hands and raised his head, speaking softly in a weak voice:
"Dad, come down. I want to talk to you about something."
In the treetop, Tang Hao's expression flickered with surprise and uncertainty.
Ever since his son had left the dormitory, he'd had a nagging feeling that something was amiss. The boy's target seemed too clearly defined.
He hadn't expected to be discovered, let alone found.
He wasn't just a Title Douluo with a super Martial Soul; he was also equipped with six Soul Bones.
The head Soul Bone, in particular, was of a seventy-thousand-year quality.
It could vastly enhance his mental strength and control over his spiritual power, and the skills it possessed were extremely practical.
It could completely conceal his aura.
As long as he didn't actively reveal himself and suppressed his soul power, even Qian Daoliu, a ninety-nine-ranked Peerless Douluo, wouldn't be able to sense him accurately from a distance.
How had Tang San, a Soul Elder, managed to do it?
However, he wasn't afraid. After all, this was his son, and his strength posed no threat whatsoever.
He lightly tapped his toes on the ground.
"Follow me."
Then, he quickly darted out of the academy.
If he were in the treetops, using the dense leaves to conceal himself, coupled with the Soul Bone masking his aura, he could ensure that no one would discover him.
But the ground was different. Even if others couldn't scan him with their spiritual power, such a large target...couldn't they still see him with their eyes?
Not long after, in a deserted area not far from the Blue Tyrant Academy.
Tang Hao sat cross-legged, his face darkened.
"Speak. Why did you call me out?"
He was pondering whether his son had only discovered him today, or if it had been a long time ago.
If it was the latter, then this time might be a confrontation.
The father-son relationship would face an irreparable rift.
"Dad, I want to make a deal with you. You really want my soul power cultivation methods and self-created soul skills, right?
Perhaps even those Hidden Weapons, I can give you everything, no matter what, without reservation."
When he said this, Bing Qingyu's eyes showed no emotion, even a certain kind of determination.
He had already thought it through.
If he couldn't pass the City of Flying Immortals' assessment, even if he guarded those things to the death, he would only live for a few hundred years as a Peerless Douluo.
Later generations might not feel the pain of selling their grandfather's property, and they would eventually be lost.
On the contrary, if he used them to make a deal, exchanging them for a Super Douluo to truly become his help,
he might become a legendary god, gaining supreme power, and immortality.
By then, as long as he killed all those who knew the Tang Sect's secret techniques, it would be no different from never leaking them.
Which was better, how to choose was already very clear.
Tang Hao's expression stiffened upon hearing this. It was indeed time to reveal everything.
He didn't know how his son had discovered him, but regardless, his original plan had completely failed.
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