area51novel Chapter 531 Tang Hao: Treason, kneel down!
Chapter 531 Tang Hao: Treason, kneel down!
Chapter 531 Tang Hao: Treason, kneel down!
Hearing Tang San's words, Tang Hao was taken aback. Amidst the strangeness in his heart, a sense of warmth rose within him.
"What are you talking about? It's not like I want to die. If I could live, who would want to die? I'm not stupid."
"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and help me lie down. Do you want me to sit on the bed like this, hunched over, to talk to you? Ouch—"
Tang Hao's body was still too weak, and his injuries were so severe that he felt extremely painful even when sitting down.
If I sit like this any longer, I'm afraid I'll faint from the pain.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Father, I forgot."
Tang San hurriedly stepped forward and helped Tang Hao lie down as instructed.
Only when he lay flat on the bed, his body completely relaxed and no longer under pressure, did Tang Hao feel a moment of comfort.
Tang Hao looked at Tang San, his gaze still somewhat strange, but it had softened considerably.
"Mistress, more than seven years have passed. Don't you hate me for abandoning you for so many years?"
Tang San pursed his lips and shook his head:
No, I don't hate.
Tang Hao was somewhat surprised:
Why?
A slight smile appeared on Tang San's face:
"Because I have no right to blame you. I am your son, and you gave me my life. If it weren't for you, where would I, Tang San, be?"
"Father, I don't hate you. On the contrary, I am very grateful to you. You gave me a father, allowed me to experience fatherly love, and made me feel the warmth of family."
Uh, he actually mistook my harsh treatment of him back then for fatherly love? Tang Hao gave Tang San a deep look, wanting to say something, but for a moment he was speechless.
Tang San continued:
"I feel so happy to see my father again. You probably don't know how excited I was when I saw you suddenly appear in the Sunset Forest."
"I never expected that you, Father, were actually a powerful Title Douluo."
As he spoke, Tang San's eyes grew brighter and brighter, and his expression became increasingly excited.
Seeing that Tang San was about to continue speaking, Tang Hao coughed, interrupting him:
"Ahem—, alright, you know this already, there's no need to say it out loud."
Tang San immediately shut his mouth, snapping out of his reverie at Tang Hao's immense power. After a moment of silence, he suddenly asked:
"By the way, Father, where have you been all these years? Why haven't you come back to see me? It seems you've never returned since you left Holy Soul Village. Every year when I go back to the village, I never see you."
Facing Tang San's intense gaze, Tang Hao's eyes flickered slightly. He didn't meet Tang San's eyes, but instead spoke in a weak voice:
"I was just there to settle some personal matters."
Tang San asked:
"Have you finished taking care of your personal matters?"
Tang Hao instinctively wanted to shake his head, but quickly stopped himself, managing a strained smile on his disheveled old face:
"That's natural."
Having lived to be over thirty in his previous life, Tang San possessed incredibly sharp eyesight. He immediately saw through Tang Hao's insincerity and couldn't help but ask:
"Father, what is this private matter you're talking about? Could you tell me? Perhaps I can help."
Tang Hao looked up at Tang San, knowing that the latter had seen through his lie, but after thinking for a moment, he still chose not to tell Tang San the truth. Instead, he said with a slightly wistful tone:
"Mistress, there are many things you don't need to know right now. Because you don't yet have the ability to know them."
"If you want to know, then cultivate diligently and become stronger. When you are strong enough, I will tell you everything. Cough cough—"
Finally, Tang Hao began to cough violently. The trembling of his body aggravated the hidden injuries in his body, and he immediately spat out two more mouthfuls of dark red blood.
Tang San wanted to continue asking questions, but seeing Tang Hao coughing up blood, he quickly stopped himself and stepped forward to channel his Xuan Tian Gong internal energy into the latter to suppress his injuries.
It wasn't until half an hour later that Tang Hao's breathing finally calmed down.
Afterwards, Tang Hao and his son Tang San talked about many other things.
Tang San recounted everything that had happened to him over the years to Tang Hao, but of course, he didn't mention a word about the Xuan Tian Gong mental cultivation method, hidden weapon techniques, and other Tang Clan secret arts that he had mastered.
However, what Tang San didn't know was that Tang Hao, who had been secretly following him, already knew all about his abilities.
Tang Hao was well aware that Tang San was hiding something, but he didn't say anything more.
When Tang San inquired about his situation over the years, Tang Hao casually fabricated some simple experiences to get by.
However, he did recount in detail to Tang San the incident of him appearing in Sunset Forest with Sword Douluo.
The father and son chatted happily in the room.
Finally, Tang Hao remembered that he seemed to have forgotten something, and hurriedly asked Tang San:
"By the way, Little San, what about the Blue Silver Grass I entrusted to you for protection?"
"Oh, here it is."
Tang San reacted quickly, ran to the windowsill attached to the room, and brought back a stone flowerpot with a half-wilted Blue Silver Grass planted on it.
"Quick, give it to me."
Ignoring his injuries and enduring the intense pain, Tang Hao struggled to sit up from the bed and almost snatched the stone flowerpot from Tang San's hands.
Seeing his father's gentle face and loving eyes as he softly stroked the Blue Silver Grass in the stone flowerpot, Tang San frowned slightly, but still voiced his doubts:
"Father, I don't understand why you always carry a Blue Silver Grass with you. Is there something special about it?"
"However, as far as I know, Blue Silver Grass is a plant that can be found everywhere in Douluo Continent, and each one is not much different."
"The Blue Silver Grass you gave me is the same; apart from being somewhat malnourished, it doesn't seem to have anything special about it."
However, before Tang San could finish speaking, Tang Hao suddenly and rudely interrupted him:
"Shut up! You unfilial son, kneel down!"
"Kneel...kneel down?" Tang San was stunned for a moment, thinking he had misheard, and subconsciously asked, "Father, why?"
"I told you to kneel, so kneel. Why all the nonsense?"
Tang Hao, panting heavily, said angrily.
Tang San opened his mouth, but seeing his father's flushed face, he immediately realized that he seemed to be really angry.
"Alright, alright, I'll kneel, I'll kneel. Father, please don't be angry, be careful of your injuries."
Fearing that Tang Hao's anger would aggravate his injuries, Tang San didn't dare to think any further about the saying "a man's knees are worth gold," and immediately bent his knees and knelt down in front of Tang Hao with a thud.
Seeing Tang San so obediently kneel down, Tang Hao's anger subsided slightly, but his expression remained very serious.
"Little Third, do you remember what I told you the day you awakened your martial soul?"
Tang San knelt on the ground, head bowed, concentrating intently. After a moment, he raised his head and looked at Tang Hao:
"You said I should use the hammer in my left hand to protect the Blue Silver Grass in my right hand."
Tang Hao nodded in satisfaction:
"Very good, it seems you haven't forgotten."
Tang San straightened his expression:
"Of course, I have always kept my father's teachings in mind."
The anger on Tang Hao's face finally dissipated completely:
"Take good care of your Blue Silver Grass spirit, after all, it comes from your mother, understand?"
Tang San's expression hardened:
"Yes, Father."
He already knew from the master that his Blue Silver Grass martial soul was inherited from his mother's bloodline.
Because the master's book, "The Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls," contains records about the origin of Martial Souls.
According to the master's research, martial spirits are inherited from the bloodline of both parents. In other words, children inherit the martial spirit from one of their parents through blood relations, and in most cases, they will inherit the martial spirit from the parent with the stronger martial spirit.
Of course, in special circumstances, it is possible for someone to inherit the martial souls of both parents and become a twin martial soul master.
He himself inherited the martial souls of both his parents, becoming a twin martial soul owner. His hammer martial soul came from his father, while his blue silver grass naturally came from his mother.
Quickly recalling the martial soul bloodline theory taught by the master, Tang San looked at Tang Hao and asked with a hint of confusion:
"However, Father, there's something I don't understand. What does this have to do with the Blue Silver Grass in the flowerpot you're holding?"
Tang Hao didn't answer him immediately, a look of longing in his eyes. After a long while, he replied softly:
"Because it's related to your mother."
"Is it related to your mother?"
Tang San's breathing suddenly quickened, and his gaze toward Tang Hao became even more fervent and eager, hoping to get more information about his mother from Tang Hao.
Whether in his past life or this one, he had never experienced maternal love. How could he not be excited to suddenly hear news about his mother?
If he could, he really wanted to experience the taste of a mother's love just as he had felt his father's love.
Unfortunately, Tang Hao did not do as he wished. He only mentioned his mother briefly and then stopped talking.
"It's nothing."
Meeting Tang San's hopeful gaze, Tang Hao pursed his lips slightly, not wanting to dwell on the topic of Tang San's mother, and instead said:
"In short, remember one thing: whether it's ordinary or extraordinary, as long as it's Blue Silver Grass, you must take good care of it and treat it seriously. This is very important to you, and you will understand later."
This is related to whether you can inherit the mantle of the Blue Silver Emperor and gain control over the Blue Silver Clan in the future.
Tang Hao added in his mind, but he didn't say it to Tang San's face.
"Yes, Father, I understand."
Although he didn't know the deeper meaning behind it, Tang San figured he could trust his father, so he readily agreed.
"Third Brother, Sect Master Ning of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has arrived. He says he wants to check on Uncle's injuries."
Just then, the door suddenly opened, and a beautiful figure dressed in pink skipped and hopped in.
It was Xiao Wu.
"Uh—, Uncle, Xiao San, what are you doing?"
Xiao Wu suddenly stopped in her tracks. She first glanced at Tang Hao lying on the bed, then at Tang San kneeling on the ground. Her pink and rosy lips gaped open in surprise, and she stared in disbelief.
"Xiao Wu."
When Tang San saw Xiao Wu suddenly open the door and come in, he was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted. He straightened up from the ground, patted the dust off his knees, and pretended to be nonchalant, but the embarrassment on his face betrayed him.
Fortunately, Xiao Wu's attention was not on him at this moment, but on Tang Hao on the bed.
"Huh? Uncle, you're awake."
Seeing that Tang Hao had woken up, Xiao Wu's surprise instantly turned into delight.
"Oh, it's Xiao Wu."
Tang Hao nodded to Xiao Wu. "You just said that Ning Fengzhi from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has arrived?"
"Your Majesty, I have come uninvited; please do not take offense."
Just as Xiao Wu was about to nod, three figures followed closely behind and stepped into the room one after another.
The first person was handsome with a straight nose and square mouth; he was Ning Fengzhi, the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and these words came from his mouth.
Following Ning Fengzhi were a tall, withered old man and a beautiful young woman with long, flaxen hair, dressed in a blue-green dress. They were none other than Bone Douluo Gu Rong and Ning Rongrong.
Seeing Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo enter the room, Tang Hao frowned slightly, while Tang San's face quickly darkened.
It's clear that Tang Hao and his son Tang San don't seem to welcome Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo's arrival, and they even seem to dislike Ning Rongrong, who came with them.
During their trip to Sunset Forest, they agreed to cooperate for mutual benefit, but Sword Douluo took Ning Rongrong and fled first, leaving Tang Hao to face Golden Crocodile Douluo alone, ultimately leading to his current predicament.
It would be strange if Tang Hao and his son Tang San didn't harbor resentment.
"Sect Leader Ning, what brings you to visit a half-crippled person like me? Please forgive me for not being able to rise to welcome you."
Tang Hao smiled as he looked at Ning Fengzhi, but his words were full of sarcasm, causing even Bone Douluo behind Ning Fengzhi to frown.
As expected, the last operation had caused them to feel dissatisfied with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. However, none of that mattered. As long as Tang Hao's injuries could be healed, they could naturally regain goodwill and trust in him.
Ning Fengzhi naturally sensed the resentment and gloom on Tang Hao and Tang San's faces, but he pretended not to notice, maintaining a gentle smile as he spoke in a mellow voice:
"Having heard that His Majesty Haotian was seriously injured, I thought I'd come and see if I could help. Luckily, my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda has a healing soul skill, which might be able to heal His Majesty's injuries."
Tang Hao, however, seemed unwilling to accept the gesture, and said in a stiff tone:
"I know my own injuries, so I won't trouble Sect Leader Ning with my concerns."
"The healing soul skills of healing-type soul masters are only treating the symptoms, not the root cause, and my injuries cannot be healed by healing soul skills alone."
"Besides, I recall that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's forte isn't healing, is it? How could it possibly heal my injuries?"
Hearing that Tang Hao's refusal contained a hint of mockery towards the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, even Ning Fengzhi, with his good temper, couldn't help but frown.
But for the sake of his plan, he forced himself to suppress his rising anger and smiled again, saying:
"Your Majesty Haotian, why don't you let me take a look at your injuries first? Perhaps I can heal them? I am the 'Number One Support-Type Soul Master on the Continent' and the 'Authority in the Support World,' and that title is not for nothing."
Thank you to [That Girl] for the 500 Qidian Coins!
(End of this chapter)