Soul Land—Chapter 72: Tang Hao — My Son Xiao San Has the Potential to Become a God!
Ling Qianyao glanced at her. "Not interested." He turned and left.
"Hey! I know you, Ling Qianyao!" Ning Rongrong called out quickly, then hurried after him. She took a few steps and stopped in front of him, hands on her hips, stubbornly looking at him.
"I heard Grandpa Jian mention your name and know your story."
She showed the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda in her palm. "Look, this is my martial soul. I am the young lady of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect. I know Grandpa Jian once guided you. What's wrong with helping me?"
Ling Qianyao frowned. "Tell me, what do you want to do?"
Ning Rongrong snorted. "Flanders said that my soul power isn't as good as others' and that I'm a burden on Shrek Academy! I'm so angry. Help me think—what can I do to stay here?"
Ling Qianyao blinked. "You weren't surprised?"
"Heh~" Ning Rongrong snorted. "Grandpa Jian often talked about you beside my ear after he taught you. He mentioned a soul ancestor under 12 years old appearing. How could I be shocked by these 'Shrek guys'?
Just kidding, I'm a supporting martial soul. My cultivation speed is very slow. Why should I compare with them? Flanders is mentally ill."
Ling Qianyao looked at her suspiciously.
The latter stuck out her tongue. "Okay, I admit that when I heard about your strength in Heaven Dou City before, I was a little disappointed and sad for a long time. But Grandpa Jian often mentioned it, so I gradually became immune.
Why should I compare myself with them? I'm the young lady of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. I'm already level 27 at age 12. That's considered top among supporting systems."
27? She estimated that eating whale glue had slightly increased her soul power, but the effect of whale glue on boosting her soul power was negligible. Ning Fengzhi had spent a lot of money to upgrade her to this level.
Ling Qianyao didn't expect that this little witch from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, who was originally going to be frustrated here, seemed to have a clear understanding of her condition and background—perhaps due to her understanding and Jian Douluo's desensitization training.
She had escaped Flanders' PUA tactics, so this young lady's temper was probably unchangeable.
"Do you want to stay here?"
Ning Rongrong snorted. "I initially just had that idea, but now I want to! There are at least three guys here who make me angry. I want to stay and disgust them. Are you kidding me? Can they offend me with my identity?"
Not only did her attitude not improve, but her temper seemed to worsen.
Ling Qianyao touched his chin. "Do you think your father knows you're here?"
"Uh," Ning Rongrong hesitated.
"He knows. If your father didn't tell Flanders, he wouldn't have the guts to teach you a lesson. So it's easy for you—just stay. If you're worried about danger, send a letter home to call for support."
Ning Rongrong's eyes widened. "You mean, my father is involved in Flanders' humiliation of me?"
Ling Qianyao spread his hands and turned to leave. "I didn't say anything."
Ning Rongrong gritted her teeth. "Stinky dad, stinky dad! I'll tell Grandpa Jian and Grandpa Gu when I get back."
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Hundreds of meters away from Shrek Academy, a shadowy figure stood quietly beneath a towering tree. His whole body was cloaked, revealing only a pair of eyes with an inscrutable expression.
Tang Hao wiped his right fist, still stained with blood from last night's lesson to Zhao Wuji.
"Ling Qianyao, Dugu Yan, Zhu Zhuqing..."
He whispered to himself, with a hint of contemplation and subtle emotion in his tone.
"The second soul ring of a thousand years, the evolved Jade Phosphor Serpent Martial Soul, right? It seems a lot has happened in the outside world while I was in seclusion in Nuoding City."
He paused, pondering.
"Ling Qianyao, a Soul Ancestor under twelve years old, has some connection with Dugu Bo. Sword Douluo looks at him differently. This kid is indeed extraordinary."
He sneered. "Heh."
"But that's all," Tang Hao said coldly. "It's just a broken sword. How can it compare to Xiao San's Clear Sky Hammer?
Moreover, Xiao San has twin martial souls. In front of twin martial souls, all other martial souls—no matter how powerful—are just chickens and pottery dogs.
The terrifying blessing bestowed upon the Clear Sky Hammer by nine soul rings over ten thousand years old is beyond your mortal imagination!"
His eyes flashed with fiery pride. "My son Xiao San has the potential to become a god!"
Tang Hao's words brimmed with pride and expectation for his son, Tang San. He understood the rarity and power of twin martial souls and the potential of the Clear Sky Hammer as a top-tier weapon martial soul.
When Tang San's martial soul awakened at age six, and he showed Tang Hao his martial soul, he already saw his son's future as a Soul Master. It was for this reason he chose to be reborn.
Because it was almost a guaranteed victory.
The fiery intensity in Tang Hao's eyes gradually subsided as he looked toward the direction of Shrek Academy.
"However, I still need to obtain the kind of thing that increases the age of soul rings. If Ling Qianyao is telling the truth, there should be news about them at the Advanced Soul Master Academy.
This shabby Shrek—no one inside knows the inside story. Fortunately, many people here know about the increasing soul ring age and martial soul evolution.
Heaven Dou City is too far away; it's better to get the news directly here."
His gaze swept over the Royal Fighting Team, finally settling on Qin Ming.
"Being born in Shrek is easy to accomplish. If Flanders can't find out, I will ask him myself."
(End of this chapter)