At the western edge of Saint Soul Village, three dilapidated adobe houses stood quietly.
On the middle house of the three adobe houses hung a worn-out plaque with a simple hammer drawn on it.
Perhaps no one on the continent today would imagine that Haotian Douluo Tang Hao, once renowned throughout the land, would be living here as a poor blacksmith.
Inside the house, Tang Hao was swinging a hammer with one hand, forging a piece of iron the size of a human head; he was swinging the hammer so fast he left afterimages.
The sound of hammering seemed to make the entire house tremble.
After a long time, the iron lump the size of a human head was actually forged by him until it was only the size of a palm.
Looking at his masterpiece before him, a sharp glint burst forth in Tang Hao's eyes.
It seems...
His Clear Sky Hammer Technique hasn't regressed yet!
Thinking of his good son Tang San possessing innate full soul power and being a twin spirit master, Tang Hao's heart at this moment seemed filled with boundless ambition.
One day, he will definitely be able to take Tang San, destroy Spirit Hall to avenge A Yin, and then return to Haotian Sect gloriously.
Father and son joining forces, recreating the former glory of Haotian Sect!
However, before Tang San awakened his spirit, Tang Hao never gave him any pleasant look, as if he wasn't his own son.
When Tang San was just born, he fed him freshly cooked porridge, and the money he earned was basically spent on buying alcohol, never supplementing the household expenses. From the age of four, Tang San had to learn to cook for himself, otherwise, he wouldn't have enough to eat.
Even after learning that Tang San had awakened the Blue Silver Grass with innate full soul power, he remained indifferent towards him, not even planning to let him become a Soul Master.
Until...
Tang San said he had another spirit, the Haotian Hammer!
Therefore, Tang Hao immediately gave Tang San a big hug and said affectionately, "Son, my son!"
For someone who was like a sect slave, Tang Hao dreamed of returning to Haotian Sect.
And his good son Tang San became his only hope for avenging himself against Spirit Hall and returning to Haotian Sect.
It was also because of his good son that Tang Hao, who had been decadent for several years, decided to change himself.
It's time for the title of Haotian Douluo to shine upon the continent once more!
Just as Tang Hao was filled with grand ambitions.
Beside him, the forge fire suddenly extinguished.
Tang Hao's eyes suddenly narrowed, and his gaze looked towards the distance.
Just now, he felt an incomparably strong soul power fluctuation.
This fluctuation is definitely that of a Title Douluo!
In just one second, his body had entered a state of alert, the hand holding the hammer suddenly tightened, and his knuckles emitted crisp cracking sounds like exploding beans.
The soul power that had been silent for many years boiled at this moment.
Tang Hao let out a low shout, his expression extremely grim.
"After so many years, I didn't expect Spirit Hall's scum to still find this place!"
Before his voice fell, Tang Hao's body suddenly disappeared from where he stood as if teleporting.
Meanwhile, above Saint Soul Village.
The elegant and noble Bibi Dong looked at the utterly disheveled Tang Hao, her expression slightly startled, and then she let out a light chuckle.
"I didn't expect that the former Haotian Douluo would be so down and out now!"
If it weren't for the fact that a small Nouding City surprisingly produced three with innate full soul power, she probably wouldn't have discovered Tang Hao's whereabouts.
"You are..."
"Bibi Dong!" Tang Hao looked at the person who arrived, his eyes slightly narrowed, and a killing intent flashed in his eyes.
He hadn't expected that the person who came would be Spirit Hall's new Pope, Bibi Dong!
Although he knew the identity of the person who came, Tang Hao's emotions still didn't fluctuate much.
So what if she's the Pope?
It's not like he, Tang Hao, hasn't killed one before!
Once he killed her, he would take Tang San and leave this place!
Tang Hao thought this in his heart.
"Heh heh, you don't need to know who I am, you just need to know..."
"I came to kill you!"
Bibi Dong raised her hand and waved!
The next moment, soul rings rose one after another from beneath her feet.
Although the speed wasn't fast, with each soul ring that appeared, Bibi Dong's aura became increasingly heavy.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!
Looking at the incomparably eerie blood-red soul ring on Bibi Dong's body, Tang Hao's eyes revealed a look of disbelief.
Red!
A hundred-thousand-year soul ring!
...
At the same moment, an exquisite carriage had slowly arrived at the entrance of Notting Academy.
"Children, we're at Notting Academy, come on down!"
Qi Tian called out into the carriage, and Qi Lin and the two others immediately jumped down from the carriage.
Stretching lazily, Qi Lin looked at the tall archway before him with a relaxed expression and said to Qi Tian, "Alright Dad, we can go in by ourselves from here."
"Alright then!"
Qi Tian shrugged. Since Qi Lin wanted to go in by himself, he was happy to relax.
Anyway, they were already at the academy, what danger could there be?
After watching Qi Tian leave, Qi Lin and the two others came before the guards standing on either side of the archway.
The guards' expressions initially didn't look good, and there was even a hint of displeasure.
Qi Yue shivered all over, frightened by the guards' expressions.
After all, he was just an ordinary six-year-old child.
However, after the three of them walked over, the guards quickly adjusted their expressions.
As guards, judging people by their appearance was the most basic ability.
He saw that the three children had alighted from a luxurious carriage, especially the two walking in front; their clothing and temperament didn't seem like something ordinary families could cultivate.
Therefore, the guards slightly bowed and smiled towards Qi Lin and Xiao Wu, enthusiastically saying, "Little friends, seeing as you're new faces, you must be this year's new students at Notting Academy, right?"
Qi Lin nodded slightly.
The guards continued, "Then show your Spirit Hall proof to this big brother, otherwise, this big brother can't let you pass easily."
After hearing this, Qi Lin glanced at the two beside him, and then took out his Spirit Hall proof from his bag.
Xiao Wu and Qi Yue followed closely behind.
The guards first looked at Qi Lin's Spirit Hall proof. Seeing the two lines clearly written on it: Spirit: Mutated Blue Silver Grass, Innate Soul Power: Ten Ranks, their expressions slightly stiffened.
Blue Silver Grass, it's Blue Silver Grass again!
Am I encountering ghosts today? Running into two Blue Silver Grass with innate full soul power consecutively?
Recalling that bumpkin from not long ago, the guards' gaze towards Qi Lin immediately lost some of its previous enthusiasm. However, they also knew that the child before them didn't look easy to provoke, so they just said something indifferently.
"Alright, you're through!"
Afterward, the guards looked at Xiao Wu's and Qi Yue's Soul Master proofs.
After seeing that Xiao Wu's proof also showed innate full soul power, the guards' gaze had already turned into faint mockery, and they thought to themselves:
"These noble lords certainly have good methods, they can even bribe Spirit Hall to forge Soul Master proofs?"
As they thought about it, the guards felt a bit envious.
Clearly, the guards misunderstood Qi Lin's identity, mistaking him for a young master from a noble family.
As for the last one, Qi Yue, the guards just casually glanced and let him pass.
Innate level one soul power, and a work-study student, this is normal!
After Qi Lin and the two others walked away, the guards continued whistling, preparing to welcome the next student reporting.
On the other side, Xiao Wu let out a disgruntled hum, her face full of unhappiness.
"Why did that guard's attitude change so much just now."
"Before, he was enthusiastic as if flattering, and afterwards, it felt like he was mocking us."
"Looking at him, Sister Xiao Wu really wants to beat him up."
Qi Lin smiled and patted Xiao Wu's head, saying, "Xiao Wu, you're a girl, don't be so temperamental when doing things."
Xiao Wu lifted her fair little chin, letting out a seemingly proud hum, as if saying.
Not listening, not listening, the turtle is chanting scriptures!