Chapter 147 - 39

! Chapter 39: Tang Hao Visits!As the words fell, the courtyard gate was not pushed open, but a tall figure, like a Gui Mei, silently appeared in the courtyard. It was precisely Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao.He was still wearing the same tattered black robe, his messy hair covering most of his face, but the pair of eyes occasionally visible through the strands were now fixed intently on Fu Shiyan, who was sitting by the stone table, filled with scrutiny, vigilance, and a hint of complexity."You knew I would come?"Tang Hao's voice was hoarse and deep, like two pieces of raw iron grating against each other.Fu Shiyan put down his teacup, made a gesture inviting him to sit, and said calmly:"Your Excellency is deeply concerned for your son. Since I have taken Little San as my disciple, it is only reasonable that you would come to meet me."Tang Hao did not sit down, remaining standing in place. His powerful aura made the air in the courtyard feel slightly stagnant."I have investigated you, Fu Shiyan.There is no one like you in Nuoding City or even the surrounding provinces.It's as if you appeared out of thin air.An eighteen-year-old Spirit Emperor? Hmph, unheard of!"His tone carried undisguised doubt and oppression. As his words fell, his Titled Douluo-level spirit power gradually manifested.Facing this pressure, Fu Shiyan's expression remained unchanged; not even the corner of his clothes fluttered.He gently rubbed the fallen leaf on the stone table, his tone still calm:"The Douluo Continent is vast and boundless, and there are countless reclusive experts. Just because His Excellency, Clear Sky, has not heard of them, does not mean they don't exist.As for my origins, does it matter? What matters is what I can teach Little San, and whether I would harm him."Tang Hao's gaze remained sharp, and he immediately raised another question:"Why did you take him as a disciple? Don't tell me it's just because you value his talent!Although twin spirits are rare, given your strength and talent, I don't believe that is the only reason."Fu Shiyan raised his eyes, met Tang Hao's sharp gaze, and slowly said:"Back then, Clear Sky Douluo achieved the Titled rank at the age of forty-four. In his first battle, he defeated several Titled experts from Spirit Hall and severely injured the former Supreme Pontiff, Qian Xunji, who later died of his injuries.Although the inside story was heavily suppressed, those who know about it are not nonexistent."He changed the subject, pointing to the core issue: "Little San's Spirit is Blue Silver Grass.And the origin of my Spirit also evolved from Blue Silver Grass, so I am extremely familiar with the essential power of the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul.Little San's Spirit absolutely cannot be ordinary Blue Silver Grass. The potential and life origin contained within it far exceed that of ordinary Blue Silver Grass by many times.If we must give it a title, it should be called—Blue Silver King!"Tang Hao's body trembled almost imperceptibly.Fu Shiyan continued: "How could an ordinary child from Saint Spirit Village awaken a Spirit with such potential?Coupled with his Innate Full Spirit Power aptitude, and the fact that his surname is Tang..."He paused, his voice calm but his words sharp,"Combining this with the events of the past, when His Excellency, Clear Sky, and your beloved were hunted by Spirit Hall... If my guess is correct, your beloved, that fallen Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Beast, had Blue Silver Grass as her true form, correct?Or rather, the sovereign among the Blue Silver Grass—Blue Silver Emperor."The air in the courtyard instantly became icy cold!Tang Hao's aura suddenly turned dangerous and violent, like a volcano about to erupt. He said in a grim tone:"Speaking of so many secrets... aren't you afraid I'll kill you?""Naturally, I am not afraid."Fu Shiyan's expression remained calm, as if he couldn't feel the killing intent that was strong enough to make a Spirit Saint collapse."Firstly, I bear no malice towards Tang San whatsoever.When it comes to instructing and developing the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, I dare say that across the entire continent, no one can surpass me.Even regarding the Blue Silver Emperor's bloodline inheritance, I am confident that my specific methods of nurturing have their unique merits and are not necessarily inferior.""Secondly, if you are worried that I will interfere with Little San awakening the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline, that is unnecessary concern.Although my Spirit originated from Blue Silver Grass, it has long since embarked on a different path of evolution. It does not possess the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline and is naturally unrelated to that path.My direction of evolution is not the same as the Blue Silver Emperor's.""Thirdly, and most importantly."Fu Shiyan looked at Tang Hao frankly, "The fact that you can stand here and listen to me finish, rather than attacking immediately with thunderous force, is enough to show that you have no absolute intent to kill me.Given the disposition of Clear Sky Douluo in the past, if you truly viewed me as an enemy, you probably wouldn't allow me to say another word."He paused slightly, his tone carrying a trace of undetectable confidence:"Furthermore, even if you truly intend to strike, I... am not without means to protect myself and retaliate."Fu Shiyan reached out again, pointing to the stone stool opposite:"So, sit down and have a cup of tea, His Excellency, Clear Sky.You and I are not enemies."Tang Hao stared intently at Fu Shiyan, the surging killing intent and spirit power around him fluctuating like tides.The Blue Silver Grass in the courtyard all bent low to the ground under this terrifying pressure.After a long silence, the terrifying aura finally slowly receded like a tide.He still did not sit down, but his tense body relaxed slightly.He took a deep look at Fu Shiyan, his eyes complex and hard to decipher, yet containing a hint of... relief."Yu Xiaogang had people from Spirit Hall around him, and there were others monitoring Little San and you, but I took care of them easily!""Also, remember what you said today."Tang Hao's voice was still hoarse, but it lacked some of its previous killing intent.Having spoken, he said no more, his figure silently melting into the night, just as he had arrived.Just before his figure completely merged into the darkness, a low but clear sentence remained:"Little San... I entrust him to you."Before his voice faded, the figure was gone.Fu Shiyan sat alone in the courtyard, watching the direction where Tang Hao disappeared, gently swirling the teacup in his hand, a faint curve appearing at the corner of his mouth.Dealing with this melancholy and decisive Clear Sky Douluo was not easy.But, Clear Sky Douluo?Heh heh, he's nothing more than an irresponsible father and a Reckless Brute!Subsequently, his body bizarrely transformed into wood before slowly dissipating.Over the next few days, Fu Shiyan acted as usual, visiting Nuoding Academy every two or three days to guide Tang San's cultivation.Tang San progressed rapidly. Not only did his spirit power steadily increase, but his control over the Blue Silver Grass also became more refined. He was already able to perform various complex Entanglements, restraints, and even simple shape changes without relying on specific Spirit Abilitys.One day, Tang San suggested to Fu Shiyan that he wanted to find a part-time job at a blacksmith shop. This would allow him to train his body and control his strength, while also earning some living expenses, as he did not want to rely on his master forever.Fu Shiyan had no objection to this. In fact, he felt that physical training and fine control would be beneficial for Tang San's choice of his second spirit ring, so he casually agreed, telling him to find a suitable blacksmith shop himself.He was also happy for the free time, which he could use to digest and familiarize himself with his rapidly increasing strength and knowledge.However, while the master-disciple relationship between Fu Shiyan and Tang San grew increasingly harmonious, Yu Xiaogang, on the other side, was sinking into deep disappointment and anxiety.Failing to take Tang San as a disciple, being publicly refuted until his theoretical foundation collapsed, spitting blood, and fainting... this series of blows severely wounded his already sensitive and insecure spirit.He locked himself in his room for several days, refusing to see anyone, as Fu Shiyan's words and Tang San's cold gaze echoed repeatedly in his mind.