Chapter 10: You Want to Join the Spirit Hall?

After awakening his martial soul, Tang San led Tang Niannian back home.

On the way, Tang San kept pondering how to convince Tang Hao to let Tang Niannian study at the Spirit Hall. After all, the Spirit Hall was a coveted place for soul masters. He had heard from other villagers that anyone who could enter the Spirit Hall for training was destined to become an outstanding soul master!

Tang Niannian’s dream was precisely to become an exceptional soul master.

Tang San felt determined to help Tang Niannian realize her dream, no matter what.

When the siblings returned to the Tang household, Tang Hao was, as usual, drinking and wallowing in despair.

However, today he wasn’t lying on the bed; instead, he sat in the room, seemingly waiting deliberately for their return.

“How did it go?”

Upon seeing Tang San and Tang Niannian, Tang Hao asked bluntly.

Tang San answered calmly, raising his right hand: “It’s Blue Silver Grass.”

At the mention of “Blue Silver Grass,” Tang Hao’s gloomy eyes brightened noticeably.

He stood up and strode quickly toward Tang San.

“Blue Silver Grass… Blue Silver Grass…”

Tang Hao repeated excitedly, tears welling in his eyes, full of longing.

Tang San didn’t understand why his father would react this way. Then he raised his left hand, somewhat puzzled, and asked, “Dad, I think I have another martial soul. What’s going on?”

A small black hammer appeared in the palm of Tang San’s left hand, and Tang Hao was suddenly stunned.

A twin martial soul?!

After rambling some incoherent words, Tang Hao uttered a famous line: “Xiao San, remember, you must use the hammer in your left hand to protect the grass in your right!”

Tang Niannian watched them, unable to interject.

Once their exchange ended, Tang Hao turned to Tang Niannian: “What about you? What’s your martial soul?”

If he wasn’t mistaken, even if Tang Niannian didn’t have a twin martial soul, she should possess the Haotian Hammer martial soul.

After all, she was his biological daughter.

Yet, things didn’t go as expected.

The martial soul that appeared in Tang Niannian’s right hand was neither Blue Silver Grass nor the Haotian Hammer, but a mirror.

Tang Hao stood frozen, stunned.

Not the Haotian Hammer?

Not Blue Silver Grass?

A mirror?

Why a mirror?

Martial souls were inherited from both parents. Tang Niannian was the daughter of him and A Yin; his martial soul was the Haotian Hammer, and A Yin’s was the Blue Silver Emperor Grass. How could a hammer and grass possibly combine to produce a mirror martial soul?

Martial souls were a bloodline legacy. He didn’t have a twin martial soul, and the Haotian Sect’s ancestors had no mirror martial soul. What on earth was going on?

Could it be...

Tang Hao’s face darkened.

“Dad, what’s wrong?”

Tang San sensed the change in atmosphere and immediately interrupted his father’s thoughts.

Tang Hao’s expression grew complex upon being called.

What exactly was happening?

Tang Niannian read the sour look on Tang Hao’s face and guessed his thoughts.

“Dad, was I adopted?” she asked first, eyes brimming with tears, feigning sorrow.

After six years of father-daughter affection, even if she hadn’t awakened the Haotian Hammer or Blue Silver Grass, a little pity might soften Tang Hao instead of anger.

Damn the system for replacing what should have been her true martial soul!

Now, things had become awkward.

Her tears melted Tang Hao’s heart, but that didn’t erase the tension between them.

He didn’t know what to say.

He was just as confused.

How could such a thing happen?

It was utterly unacceptable!

Then, Tang Niannian suddenly added, “I think I have two martial souls too.”

What?

Another twin martial soul?!

Tang Hao’s gaze sharpened as he crouched before Tang Niannian, grabbing her shoulders: “What’s your other martial soul?”

If it was Blue Silver Grass...

Before his thought finished, Tang Niannian spoke: “Blue Silver Grass.”

She extended her left hand, and the unmistakable Blue Silver Grass sprouted from her palm, identical to Tang San’s.

“Good! Good! Good!” Tang Hao’s eyes reddened as he repeated “good” three times, unsure what exactly moved him.

“Good child, you are my biological daughter. Don’t think nonsense!”

Patting Tang Niannian’s head, Tang Hao’s attitude shifted quickly.

Tang Niannian felt speechless but played along, replying happily, “Mm-hmm!”

She rolled her eyes inwardly, venting her frustration.

If not for the Blue Silver Grass martial soul, Tang Hao might have doubted she was his true daughter.

With the same twin martial souls, he might have assumed Tang Niannian’s Haotian Hammer was just a mutation. At least possessing the Blue Silver Grass martial soul proved she was A Yin’s daughter—thus, his own.

With both siblings’ martial souls revealed, it was time for Tang San to discuss their studies.

“Dad, I have innate full spirit power, and so does my sister. We want to go to school.”

Innate full spirit power?

This was within Tang Hao’s expectations.

“Being a soul master isn’t that easy.”

He didn’t refuse outright but hesitated.

Tang San knew there was a chance and honestly said, “Dad, my sister’s talent is even greater than mine. The uncle who awakened our martial souls said she can study at the Spirit Hall…”

Before he finished, Tang Hao’s eyes suddenly sharpened as if hearing a taboo: “You want to join the Spirit Hall?”

The question was clearly directed at Tang Niannian.

Tang Hao’s sudden fierce expression startled her.

“…”

Was that really necessary?

Her heart almost stopped.

Tang Niannian’s face paled. Tang San frowned and quickly pulled her behind him protectively.

“Dad, you scared Niannian.”

“Step aside, I’m asking her.”

Tang Hao’s gaze was icy cold.

Tang San refused to move, spreading his arms to block Tang Hao: “No!”

“Get out of my way!” Tang Hao snapped, forcefully pushing Tang San aside.

Tang San’s defense was quick; he wasn’t hurt but was rather surprised by the power in Tang Hao’s presence.

Wasn’t his father a blacksmith?

Why...

Tang Niannian was genuinely frightened.

How could her real father hit even his own son?

“I’ll ask you again: Are you really going to join the Spirit Hall?”

Tang Hao’s voice dropped to a chilling low, sending a cold shiver through the room.

Tang Niannian swallowed nervously, thinking, “System, am I going to die?”

[Rest assured, host. Tang Hao currently harbors no murderous intent toward you. You will not die.]

“…”

No murderous intent...

Tang Niannian felt like a lamb awaiting slaughter, while the massive figure before her seemed like a wolf. Saying the wolf had no intention to kill the lamb was a joke.

Nonetheless, Tang Niannian wasn’t about to back down.

“Yes, I want to enter the Spirit Hall to study!”

The so-called hatred over her mother’s death couldn’t be blamed on the entire Spirit Hall. Moreover, she had a chance to resurrect her mother. Why resort to endless fighting and creating enemies? Wouldn’t it be better to be reasonable?

Besides, in this era, a relationship between humans and spirit beasts was already abnormal and not accepted by society...