Chapter 10 - Twin-born Martial Souls (II)

　　Tang San sent Old Jack away, and he was more or less lost in his heart, after all, the soul ring Su Yuntao had mentioned might be related to his Xuan Tian Gong breakthrough problem. But he didn't show it, he believed that the opportunity was still there. 　　Walking slowly back to the blacksmith store, Tang Hao surprisingly didn't go back to his room to continue sleeping, but sat on a chair and closed his eyes. 　　"Dad, go back to your room and sleep some more, I'll go prepare the noon meal." 　　Tang Hao still had his eyes closed and said lightly, "Are you feeling disappointed as well. Do you want to go become a soul master too?" 　　Tang San froze for a moment, "It's fine, dad, becoming a blacksmith is good too, it can feed us just as well. Didn't you promise to teach me to build farming tools?" 　　Tang Hao slowly opened his eyes, from his eyes, Tang San saw excitement, unconsciously, Tang Hao's right fist had clenched, an extremely cold aura flowed out of his already now aged face, "Soul master? What's the use of a soul master? Don't say it's just a wasted martial soul, even if it's the most powerful martial soul, what use can the most powerful soul master be? It's still just waste." 　　Tang Hao's emotions were so agitated that his body was trembling, and vaguely, Tang San saw a bit of crystal in his father's eyes. 　　Running over, Tang San held Tang Hao's fist, "Dad, don't be angry, I won't go as a soul master is all. I'll stay with you all the time and cook for you." 　　Taking a deep breath, Tang Hao's excitement came and went quickly, faintly saying, "Release your martial soul for me." 　　"Good." Tang San nodded, lifting his right hand, the Xuan Tian Gong in his body quietly urged, his consciousness felt the special heat flow merging with the Xuan Tian Gong as one, a faint blue light appeared in his palm, and in an instant, a blue-tinged grass had appeared. 　　Staring blankly at the blue silver grass in Tang San's hand, Tang Hao was lost in thought for a while, only gradually recovering after a long time, the light in his eyes gulping uncertainly as he murmured and whispered, "Blue silver grass, it really is blue silver grass. It's the same as hers." 　　Suddenly, Tang Hao stood up fiercely, turned around and walked towards the inner room, the sudden movement nearly causing Tang San in front of him to fall, and the Blue Silver Grass martial spirit in his hand disappeared on its own. 　　"Dad." 　　Tang Hao waved his hand impatiently, "Don't disturb me." With that, he had lifted the curtain and entered the inner room. 　　"But, I still have a martial soul." Tang San still spoke of the difference in himself after today's martial soul awakening. This was a question he hadn't asked to Su Yuntao and Jack, after all, those were just outsiders. 　　...... 　　[Tang Sect Xuan Tian Bao Lu General Outline, Rule 1: Never let someone you can't fully trust know how much strength you really have.] 　　...... 　　Xuan Tian Bao Lu Tang San had long been familiar with it, and was even more absolutely adamant about following through with the general outline. 　　The door curtains violently lifted open, Tang Hao once again appeared in the outer room, at this time, but his face was already filled with a shocked expression, one could see that his eyes were red, and he seemed to have shed tears just now. 　　Tang San didn't open his mouth, but slowly raised his left hand like he had raised his right hand before, this time, it was no longer blue light, faint black light erupted from within his palm, the light instantly condensed, and a strange thing appeared within his palm. 　　It was a hammer with a black body, the hammer handle was about half a foot long, the hammer head was cylindrical, it looked very much like a scaled down version of a casting hammer, however, on the black surface of the hammer, there was a special light, and on the cylindrical hammer head, there was a circle of faint patterns coiled around it. 　　For some reason, when this hammer appeared in Tang San's hands, the air in the entire room seemed a little oppressive, and Tang San seemed unable to bear the weight of that small hammer in general, and could only hold him, his arm slowly drooping. His face had become somewhat pale. 　　Unlike the Blue Silver Grass that barely needed to consume Xuan Tian Gong, the moment this small black hammer appeared, it absorbed almost all of Tang San's internal energy. He could also only barely control his grip on the hammer handle. Although it looked like the hammer was small, in reality, its weight was far more than a casting hammer. 　　"This, this is ......" Tang Hao came to Tang San in almost an arrow step, grabbing his hand holding the hammer and bringing it to himself, Tang Hao's hand was very strong, at least now Tang San no longer felt that the hammer had such a big load on his arm. 　　When Tang Hao's hand held his hand, a warm feeling of blood connection made Tang San's heart extra comfortable, "Dad, is something wrong?" 　　Looking at the small black hammer, the excited glow that had disappeared before reappeared in Tang Hao's eyes, "Twin-born martial soul. Surprisingly, it's a dual-life martial soul. Son, my son." 　　Fiercely, Tang Hao opened his powerful arms and embraced Tang San tightly into his embrace. 　　Tang Hao's chest was broad, perhaps because of his longtime work as a blacksmith, even though on the surface he looked lazy, the muscles on his body hadn't diminished over the years, and his embrace was warm. That sense of security from a father's love could not be replaced by anything else. 　　"Dad." Tang San froze a little, in his memory, this seemed to be the first time Tang Hao had embraced him like this. 　　The small iron hammer in his hand seemed to be becoming heavier and heavier, and even though Tang San loved the warmth brought by this fatherly love, he preferred not to have the hammer come off and hit his father. 　　"Dad, I can't hold on much longer." Tang San couldn't help but say. 　　Tang Hao loosened his arms, "Retract it." 　　The dark light dispersed, the weight disappeared, Tang San was wondering in his heart, that was clearly a hammer formed by his Xuan Tian Gong mixed with a special force in his body, but why couldn't he hold it? What surprised him even more was that after summoning over that small hammer, his own internal power was consumed to the extent of seven or eight.