Tang San opened his left hand, and a dark light appeared.
Tang Hao instantly felt a familiar aura.
Indeed, it was the aura of the Clear Sky Hammer!
Spirit Hall, you just wait for me. When my son's Clear Sky Hammer has nine ten-thousand-year spirit rings...
Before he could finish his internal monologue, he saw that what Tang San held in his left hand wasn't the Clear Sky Hammer he expected.
Instead, it was a black grass.
Tang Hao rubbed his eyes hard to make sure he wasn't mistaken.
What in the world was going on?
Blue Silver Grass turned into a Blue Silver Hammer? The Clear Sky Hammer turned into Clear Sky Grass?
Did the two Martial Souls hybridize?
Tang San had never seen his father's expression so interesting before. Various complex emotions kept appearing on Tang Hao's face.
After a long while,
Tang Hao slowly spoke a sentence, ---
"Remember, in your future, you must use the hammer in your right hand to protect the left hand's…"
"In your future, you must use the grass in your left hand to protect the right…"
Tang Hao repeated himself twice, completely unsure of how to phrase it. He wanted to use the hammer to protect the grass, just as he had to protect Ah Yin. But now it was the Blue Silver Hammer and the Clear Sky Grass. "Dad, what exactly are you trying to say?"
Tang San looked at Tang Hao like he was a complete idiot, speaking unclearly.
"I mean, in the future, don't apply any soul rings to your second Martial Soul, the grass. Don't even let anyone see it!"
Ye Fan returned home and lay on the bed, quietly looking at his two Martial Souls, two books.
One had a drawing of a sunflower, and the other had a drawing of a zombie, a sunflower and a regular zombie from Plants vs. Zombies.
He couldn't quite understand, what use were these two books? What soul skills would he obtain?
He shook his head and stopped overthinking it, turning instead to examine the system panel.
The system had mentioned that he could exchange things in the points shop, which he hadn't checked yet.
[Points: Three] [Ordinary Modification: 10 points] [Minor Limit Reduction Modification: 100 points] [Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring: Not yet decided] [Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone: Not yet decided] ... [Backpack: Three chances for Minor Limit Reduction Modification, Note: Can only use the functions of modification, addition, and deletion.]
"You haven't thought about it yet? System? Are you kidding me?"
[My leader says it's however much it is. You don't have enough anyway.]
"Six!"
Three months after the Martial Soul awakening, it was time to go to Notting Academy.
Old Jack put on his best clothes beforehand; after all, he was going into the city.
Then he called Ye Fan and Tang San to go to Notting Academy together.
Tang Hao, after all, followed the original plot and found Old Jack a day in advance. He got Tang San a spot as a work-study student. This spot was acquired by Old Jack from the neighboring villages, as none of them had anyone who could become a Soul Master.
Walking on the road leaving Holy Soul Village,
Ye Fan counted his points carefully.
Three months had passed, totaling ninety-two days. He made three modifications each day.
Including the three points from the first day,
he now had two hundred and seventy-nine points.
He could exchange points for two chances at slightly reducing the modification limit. These chances could be used on any of the four modification methods.
In addition, there were three system-awarded newbie attempts.
Over the past three months, he had spent every day, besides meditating and cultivating, on using the three chances to mess with Tang San.
Although he only received one point each time, what if he could get an extra reward?
For example,
[Tang San is using a forging hammer to create the Hidden Arrow. With the final hammer blow, the Hidden Arrow is successfully crafted.]
Ye Fan silently changed "good" to "bad."
Tang San had originally intended to lightly tap the mechanism to secure the loose parts.
But the iron hammer in his hand suddenly swung up. He even jumped up to maximize the impact.
"Eighty!"
He shouted. "Bang!"
With a single strike, the originally exquisite hidden weapon was smashed to pieces.
"Ah!"
Tang San immediately cried out in pain, and with a whoosh, he threw the iron hammer out the door, his face a mask of heartache as he went to pick up the fragments of the hidden weapon.
Just then, Tang Hao happened to be returning from the bathroom.
The hammer Tang San threw out just happened to hit Tang Hao's leg.
Ye Fan immediately performed a second modification.
Turned the legs into the face!
The hammer flew out, originally about to land on Tang Hao's legs, but under the effect of a mysterious force, the descending hammer shot upwards, and bang, it accurately smashed into Tang Hao's face.
Bang!
Tang Hao fell to the ground with a thud, unresponsive.
[The hammer that smashed Tang Hao's face finally landed beside Tang Hao.]
Seeing that there was only one last chance to modify things today,
Ye Fan decided to use it all at once, figuring he could train after using it up, and changed "side" to "kun".
The hammer had already started to fall to the ground,
The result was that it shot up again with a whoosh, and the hammerhead of the forging hammer landed precisely.
"Ah!"
Tang Hao, who had been lying on the ground unconscious, instantly stood up. He clutched his lower abdomen with both hands and kept jumping.
"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!"
Ye Fan was quite impressed when he saw this scene.
As expected of the Clear Sky Douluo; if someone else had been hit in the face by a hammer, they would have already passed out. Only a Clear Sky Douluo could be jumping around like this.
But he just didn't understand why he wasn't shouting while jumping?
Was he just naturally not talkative?
All the way, Tang San and Old Jack kept talking about things related to Soul Masters.
Ye Fan just followed silently, also quietly cultivating.
Although the effect wasn't as good as when he was in meditation, every little bit helped.
As the saying goes, the clumsy bird flies first.
They set off in the morning, and in the afternoon, the three of them finally entered Notting City.
Notting Academy was located in the west of Notting City. Old Jack asked passersby several times and finally brought Ye Fan and Tang San here.
The three of them slowly arrived at the gate, and unsurprisingly, they were stopped by the young gatekeeper.
There was a scene here where Master Yu Xiaogang was supposed to make an appearance.
The three of them slowly arrived at the gate, and unsurprisingly, they were stopped by the young gatekeeper.
Ye Fan remembered very clearly that there was a scene here where Master Yu Xiaogang was supposed to make an appearance.
"What do you think you're doing? This is not a place for the likes of you country bumpkins!"
Old Jack quickly explained to the young gatekeeper that these two were work-study students, and produced two certificates from the Spirit Hall.
A look of surprise flashed across the young gatekeeper's face. His words were full of mockery.
"Two work-study students? And both with innate full Soul Power?"
"This certificate is fake, right?"
"Some Blue Silver Hammer, and some book? Such Martial Souls even exist?"
"And they're from Holy Soul Village? Just a beggar's village, that's all."
"What did you say!"
Old Jack instantly became furious.
He roared at the young gatekeeper; Holy Soul Village was his pride.
"What? Not convinced?"
"Look at how poor you are!"
The young gatekeeper's temper flared up immediately, reaching out to push Old Jack.
[Tang San quickly stepped between the two, pushing the young gatekeeper with force!]
Ye Fan: Let me see how to modify this.
(End of Chapter)