Tang San returned to his room and was horrified to discover that the originally balanced and peaceful Mysterious Heaven Skill's internal energy had been infused with the阳 (yang) attribute by the extremely rigid and yang Nine Yang Divine Skill.
It was like adding a stimulant to clear water; the entire tank of water had become "impure."
If he were to switch to cultivating the Nine Yang Divine Skill, that would be a different matter.
He could simply continue practicing.
But… How could Tang San possibly cultivate this broken Nine Yang Divine Skill?
He tried to circulate the Mysterious Heaven Skill, attempting to assimilate the Nine Yang Divine Skill's internal energy.
However, the quality of the Nine Yang Divine Skill's internal energy was far superior to that of the Mysterious Heaven Skill's!
It was like trying to dissolve ink in water; wouldn't it just become murkier the more you stirred? Helpless.
Tang San could only painstakingly and time-consumingly, bit by bit, extract the Nine Yang Divine Skill's internal energy.
And then completely discard it.
He had to sever his own arm, in a manner of speaking, to preserve the purity of the Mysterious Heaven Skill's internal energy.
This time, he tried to steal a chicken but ended up losing the rice! [Host caused Tang San's cultivation to regress, seizing a small amount of Tang San's luck!]
[Reward: "Level+1"!]
The Nine Yang Divine Skill's internal energy increased by a small increment, and his level rose to 25.
Tang Lan's lips curled into a slight smile.
Even Tang God King isn't capable, huh? Is the Mysterious Heaven Skill's internal energy this weak? "Lan'er," Tang Hao instructed, "From now on, unless it's a life-or-death situation, you are absolutely forbidden to use this hammer Martial Soul!"
"And you are not allowed to attach any Soul Rings to this hammer Martial Soul without my permission."
"Do you understand?"
Tang Lan nodded, understanding.
He didn't need Tang Hao to tell him the first part.
Before he grew stronger, the identity of the Clear Sky Sect would mostly bring trouble.
The second part was easier to understand.
It was partly because with twin Martial Souls, attaching too many Soul Rings could lead to self-destruction.
It was also because once his level was high enough, the first Soul Ring for the Clear Sky Hammer could start from fifty to sixty thousand years.
It was even possible that it wasn't a hundred thousand years!
With the Nine Yang Divine Skill automatically on standby, Tang Lan wasn't idle either—a king of AFK gameplay and a champion of grinding, I'll be king of the God Realm!
No need to practice internal energy, he could practice external arts.
He continued to temper the Indestructible Vajra Body.
Using the Chaotic Wind Hammer Technique, he forged a set of thousand-refined steel weights for himself.
He ran the route along Sacred Soul Village, the waterfall, and the Blue Silver King, making over a dozen trips daily.
With the Nine Yang Divine Skill protecting him and the Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone as a backup,
He wasn't afraid of overexertion at all; he just trained himself to death.
His Soul Ring's age increased by another 300 years.
When he had free time, he also practiced the inheritance left by the Blue Silver King, making the life soul Blue Silver Emperor an extension of his arm.
Life was very fulfilling.
Most of the time, Tang Hao was cultivating the Nine Yang Divine Skill.
His injuries were too severe, and he had delayed for six years.
Recovering was a massive undertaking.
Occasionally, when he woke up,
He would also guide Tang Lan in his exertion techniques, and even spar with him to enrich his practical combat experience.
His soul power increased by another level.
As for Tang San, he had been staying at home, forging and learning the Chaotic Wind Hammer Technique.
While the two of them were out, he forged many spare parts for hidden weapons.
But he never assembled or used them in front of the two.
He was very stingy.
Tang Lan didn't expose him.
He was brewing a big move!
Finally.
He waited until Tang San came to ask him where he had gone during those ten days and why he had changed so much.
Tang Lan didn't hide anything.
He laid out the "chance encounter" of the past ten days, piquing Tang San's interest.
"Brother, can you take me to try it?" Tang San asked expectantly. "Our Martial Souls are similar, maybe mine can evolve too?"
Tang Lan chuckled inwardly, He took the bait, just as I suspected! Outwardly, he playfully punched Tang San's shoulder! What a guy! The counterweight on his arm alone must have been over a hundred pounds.
Tang San winced from the blow! "That's right! Your Martial Soul is similar to mine!" Tang Lan exclaimed with feigned regret. "I've been so busy with cultivation these past few days that I completely overlooked it. Let's go, let's go!"
He grabbed Tang San and they hurried outside.
Inside the room, Tang Hao, who had been cultivating, opened his eyes and glanced outside.
Tang Lan is a good brother to his younger sibling.
He felt at ease.
It was just a shame. He closed his eyes again and continued his cultivation.
Tang Lan was now a Soul Grand Master, having awakened the Blue Silver Emperor, not to mention possessing his life-bound Soul Ring.
He had also mastered three ultimate techniques of the Clear Sky Sect.
He could easily defeat any Soul Beast below ten thousand years.
In the wilderness of this ordinary little village, he could walk around with impunity.
At the village entrance, Tang Lan and Tang San encountered Old Jack basking in the sun.
"Little Lan, out for some exercise again?"
Old Jack said with a smile—
"Little San is here too." "That's good."
"Don't just stay cooped up at home forging. You're still growing, it's not good."
Tang San smiled and responded outwardly, while his eyes frequently flickered towards Tang Lan.
He urged him to leave quickly.
Tang Lan, however, was not in a hurry. The crucial conversation hadn't been triggered yet.
"Grandpa Jack, you're up early too."
Tang Lan said with a simple, honest laugh—
"Oh right, about that thing I asked you about earlier, have you found out anything?"
"It's about how to break through the bottleneck of rank ten Soul Power!"
Beside them, Tang San, who had been stuck for half a year with the Mysterious Heaven Skill, didn't rush to leave.
Tang Lan saw this and chuckled inwardly.
The fish was about to take the bait!
"The old man really did find out."
Old Jack said proudly––
"The old man specifically went to the Spirit Hall and asked Lord Su Yuntao."
"It's actually quite simple, as long as you absorb a Soul Ring, you will naturally break through the level ten bottleneck."
Tang San's eyes lit up upon hearing this! He eagerly asked, "What is a Soul Ring? Where can I obtain one?"
Old Jack smiled indulgently upon seeing Tang San's reaction.
"Little San, you have Innate Full Soul Power. Little Lan asking about this is probably for you."
Tang Lan chuckled.
When he tested his soul power earlier, he had injected some internal energy, resulting in a level 3 Innate Soul Power.
After all,
A廢武魂 (廢武魂) with Innate Full Soul Power would make the ignorant lament.
But if there were two... It would most likely be reported to see if this place had any heavenly treasures.
This could affect his subsequent absorption of a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone.
Tang San looked at Tang Lan gratefully. Big brother really knew how to look out for his little brother! "Grandpa Jack, stop playing coy," Tang Lan urged. "Little San is getting impatient. How do you get a Soul Ring?"
Old Jack laughed heartily and directly revealed the answer.
"As long as you hunt a Soul Beast of ten years or more, a Soul Ring will appear."
"After absorbing it, you can break through the bottleneck!"
Tang San looked incredulous! He had initially thought that this so-called Soul Ring was something like an herb or a spirit pill.
But it required hunting Soul Beasts?
Who would have thought of that!
Also, "Grandpa Jack, what are Soul Beasts?" Tang Lan asked curiously. "I've killed quite a few wild beasts, but I haven't seen any Soul Rings."
Old Jack smiled and stroked his beard. Fortunately, he had asked thoroughly.
"Soul Beasts are like human Soul Masters, creatures that possess Soul Power."
"Wild beasts, birds, plants, all can be Soul Beasts."
"The most important thing is their age."
Just as Old Jack was about to elaborate, Tang Lan exclaimed—
"So amazing!"
This completely disrupted Old Jack's train of thought.
Tang Lan seized the opportunity and said to Tang San, "Little San, let's go! Brother will take you there first, and then we'll hunt Soul Beasts to get Soul Rings!"
As expected,
Tang Lan's words captured Old Jack's attention, and his brow furrowed!
Hunt Soul Beasts?
Just the two of you little ones?
He forgot to continue his explanation and instead berated them—
"Hunting Soul Beasts is no joke!"
"You guys..."
Tang Lan flinched.
It was as if he had seen an elder get angry and was frightened.
He pulled Tang San and ran off.
Such speed.
Old Jack, with his old arms and legs, could only shout from behind—
"Kid, don't take any risks!"
"Soul Beasts are very dangerous!"
After they had run far away,
Tang Lan finally slowed down, patting his chest with lingering fear.
"Wow! Grandpa Jack is so fierce!"
Tang San agreed and nodded.
This was only the second time he had seen Old Jack so angry. The last time was when Tang Hao refused to let Tang San attend the Soul Master Academy.
He gained a general understanding of the danger posed by Soul Beasts.
Tang Lan watched from the side, very satisfied.
The trap was set, now all that was left was for Tang San to fall into it!