Chapter 13 Changing the Trajectory of Destiny
In the planned plan, Lin Rong has already done everything that can be done now.
When to implement the remaining plans and whether there will be any changes will depend on the actual situation.
In the days to come, the most important thing is to cultivate to level 20 as soon as possible. Lin Rong plans to leave the rest of the trivial matters to the old housekeeper.
Half a month later.
Tiandou Empire, Fasnuo Province.
Notting City, Holy Soul Village.
In an adobe house.
"Yue, Yuehua, you, how do you know I'm here?"
A sloppy middle-aged man rubbed his eyes in disbelief and looked at the woman in palace clothes in front of him in shock.
After hearing this, the woman in palace clothes raised a bitter smile, and tears flowed into her mouth, with a salty taste.
After a long time, the woman in palace clothes asked rhetorically:
"Is this all you want to ask when you face your sister you haven't seen for many years?"
These two people were brother and sister Tang Hao and Tang Yuehua.
Tang Yuehua tremblingly reached out to touch Tang Hao's cheek, but Tang Hao did not dodge, but showed a gentle look that Tang San had never seen before.
"Dad, who is she?"
Behind Tang Hao, Tang San could no longer hold back the curiosity in his heart.
The woman in front of me is so beautiful, and there is a sense of intimacy coming from her blood. Could this person be a mother?
No, it feels a little worse.
Tang Hao did not answer Tang San's question. Instead, Tang Yuehua stopped stroking Tang Hao and turned to look at Tang San.
"Is this your and her child?"
With just this sentence, Tang San knew that the woman in front of him was not his mother.
"Son, you look just like your father."
Tang Yuehua stretched out her hand to touch Tang San's hair, but Tang San dodged it.
"What are you hiding from? I'm your aunt!" Tang Yuehua said strangely and stretched out her hand to Tang San's forehead again.
At this time, Tang Hao also explained: "Xiaosan, she is your biological aunt."
aunt? No wonder there is an inexplicable sense of intimacy in the blood.
This time Tang San did not move away and allowed Tang Yuehua to stroke his hair.
"Xiao San, my nephew, have you lived here with your father all these years?"
It wasn't until this moment that Tang Yuehua noticed the environment of the room and said distressedly:
"Have you not been able to eat well these past few years? Look how thin you have become."
"But, Xiaosan, don't blame your father. He has never been able to cook since he was a child."
“Learning to cook porridge in recent years is already a great improvement.”
"Uh, aunt." Tang San pointed to the gruel on the wooden table and explained awkwardly:
"I cooked this porridge..."
"..."
Tang Yuehua was stunned for a while, then joked:
"I'm telling you! The porridge is cooked softly and the heat is well controlled. It really doesn't look like your father's cooking."
"Okay, Yuehua, why did you come to me?"
On the side, Tang Hao interrupted the conversation between his aunt and nephew and got to the point at the right time.
"What to do?" Tang Yuehua intensified his tone and asked:
"Don't you plan to go back after I've found this place?"
"Do you know how much your father and eldest brother miss you!"
"Now, my father is terminally ill and keeps mumbling your nickname in his coma. Don't you plan to go back and take a look?"
"Maybe after seeing you and Xiaosan, my grandson, my father will feel relieved and his illness will be cured."
Upon hearing this, Tang Hao's pupils instantly dilated, and he leaned against the wall tremblingly, silent. After a long while, a hoarse voice came from Tang Hao's mouth:
"Yuehua, please take the mistress back!"
"I owe the sect so much that I have no face to face my father and elder brother."
"Xiao San, he is the twin martial soul, Blue Silver Grass and Clear Sky Hammer. This is my explanation to the sect."
"I can't leave here, can you help me train my mistress well?"
Tang Yuehua wanted to say something more, but she heard Tang Hao say decisively:
"I have made up my mind. No matter what you say, I will never go back with you."
"Mistress, come here!"
"Dad." Tang San walked up to Tang Hao.
"I want you to remember something."
"Dad, tell me."
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"There is an sworn hatred between us and Wuhun Palace!"
Immortal hatred?
What hatred can be irreconcilable?
Tang San's brain was running rapidly and he quickly came to a conclusion.
Kill your wife! Kill your mother!
After thinking about it, Tang San clenched his fists and thought:
"No wonder, on the rainy night when he was born, his father cried so miserably, and he had never seen his mother."
"Martial Soul Hall, kill my mother, you already have a way to die!"
……
Three days later.
"Auntie, where is this place? Don't we go directly to Haotian Sect?"
Tang San asked curiously as he stood in front of the gate of the imperial soul hunting forest.
Tang Yuehua stood beside Tang San and replied elegantly and calmly: "This is the Soul Hunting Forest. Of course we are here to get you the first soul ring."
"My carriage driver is a soul king. In this soul-hunting forest where there are only a few soul beasts for thousands of years, I can protect you and me safely."
In front of the gate of the Soul Hunting Forest, the guard guard respectfully returned a token to Tang Yuehua, opened the gate and let the three people in.
The three of them walked deep into the forest, and Tang Yuehua asked again:
"Xiaosan, do you have a favorite soul beast for the first soul ring?"
Tang San kept shaking his head. All he knew about the soul master system was from the mouths of the villagers and Su Yuntao. It could be said that he didn't know everything about it.
Seeing this, Tang Yuehua said considerately:
"It doesn't matter, let my aunt help you refer to it."
"The most powerful thing about Blue Silver Grass is its endless vitality."
"Therefore, we can look for plant soul beasts with strong vitality to be your first soul ring."
Yes, wildfires never burn out, and the spring breeze blows them again.
Isn't this the characteristic of Bluesilver Grass?
Tang San's eyes lit up and he responded:
"Just as my aunt said."
"I think soul beasts like bamboo are very good. They have tenacious vitality, tough bamboo poles, and sharp bamboo leaves. They are simply the ideal perfect soul beast."
Although Tang San said this, in fact, what he wanted most in his heart was the sharpness of the bamboo leaves.
If Bluesilver Grass could inherit the sharp properties of bamboo leaves, wouldn't it be an excellent natural hidden weapon?
"It's a good idea. As expected of my nephew, he's so smart." Tang Yuehua started to praise and continued following these words:
"Bamboo-like soul beasts, Lone Bamboo, Sword Bamboo, Black Bamboo...most bamboo-like soul beasts meet your requirements, Xiaosan."
"Then, we just need to look for the bamboo soul beast in the right year."
"The upper limit of a normal person's first soul ring is over four hundred years. Naturally, the age of Xiao San's first soul ring cannot be too bad. It must be at least three hundred and fifty years or more."
"Madam." The Soul King coachman said:
"Bamboo loves water and often grows in warm and humid environments. If we walk along the stream, the probability of encountering bamboo spirit beasts will be much higher."
(End of chapter)