[Blue Silver Chicken Likes to Peck Bugs...]As the dialogue was modified successfully,
The blue-silver chicken suddenly flapped its wings, leaped up, and soared into the air.
It pecked between Tang San's legs.
"Ah..."
Tang San let out a shrill scream, "Ah..." He covered Kun with both hands, rolling on the ground, a face full of pain.
Even Zhang Fan, who was four rooms away, heard Tang San's screams, and he also smiled evilly.
[Ding, the dialogue has been modified successfully. The chicken eats the bug and the plot is a little crazy, reward 50 modification points.]
"Not bad!" Zhang Fan nodded.
…
"Uh...Blue Silver Chicken also likes to eat bugs?"
Tang Hao had a strange look on his face, and with a flick of his hand, he sucked the Blue Silver Chicken into his hand:
"Could it be a mutated martial spirit? It has Ah Yin's blue-silver lines, but it's a spirit beast! This mutation is a bit abnormal."
Tang San got up from the ground, cold sweat on his forehead. He saw the disappointment in Tang Hao's eyes and said:" Dad, I still have a martial spirit."
He didn't tell anyone else. After all, the first rule of the Tang Sect's Xuantian Treasure Record was: Never let anyone you can't fully trust know your true strength.
"Oh!"
Tang Hao threw the Blue Silver Chicken back to Tang San.
Tang San glared at the Blue Silver Chicken fiercely, and with a thought, the chicken turned into blue light and flew back into his body.
Tang San slowly raised his left hand. This time it was no longer a blue light, but a faint black light blooming from his palm.
After the dazzling black light, a completely black hammer appeared. It was about half a foot long, had a cylindrical head, and faint patterns glowing dimly on its surface.
A system pop-up window also appeared in front of Zhang Fan.
[Ding, triggering dialogue modification.] [Tang Hao: This is... a hammer spirit...] One word can be modified.
Zhang Fan smiled wickedly and waved his hand, changing "hammer" to "dog".
[Ding, the dialogue has been modified successfully.] [Ding, the plot is a bit crazy, reward 100 modification value.]
"This is... a dog martial spirit..."
Tang Hao suddenly flashed in front of Tang San and grabbed the black hammer. A warm feeling of blood connection made Tang San feel very good.
But the next moment, the hammer head suddenly turned into a dog's head, and the handle turned into a dog's body, growing a tail and four paws.
A black puppy with faint markings on its head appeared in Tang Hao's hand.
"Uh...Haotian Dog?"
Tang Hao was stunned. He seemed to have just mentioned the dog spirit, and then, this Clear Sky Hammer directly turned into a dog?
He was stunned for a long time.
Tang San was petrified, staring at his martial spirit in disbelief: "Woof woof woof..."
The dog struggled in Tang Hao's hands, its body deformed slightly from his grip.
"Huh?"
The next moment, Haotian Dog broke free, landed with a flip, and began running around the room, black and shiny, its eyes curious and energetic.
Then, It ran to Tang San and rubbed against his leg.
"Blue Silver Chicken? Haotian Dog?"
Tang San spoke in a daze, as if his soul had left his body.
Tang Hao was also speechless: "Blue Silver Chicken! Haotian Dog! What kind of beastly martial spirit is this!"
He stared at Tang San with doubt. Could this really be his son?
How could the son of a Haotian Sect descendant and a 100,000-year soul beast Ah Yin have a Blue Silver Chicken and a Haotian Dog?
It was humiliating.
He looked at Tang San with contempt.
Tang San looked aggrieved, his hammer now a dog, totally confused.
"Okay... the Blue Silver Chicken should be a mutation of the Blue Silver Grass, and the Clear Sky Dog should be a mutation of the Clear Sky Hammer... it just became a little crazy!" Tang Hao sighed deeply and stared seriously at Tang San:
"Who are you?"
"I'm Xiao San, your son!"
Tang San panicked—could it be that his identity as a time traveler caused all this?
[Ding, triggering the modification task.]
[Tang Hao: All right! You can go down now!]You can modify one word in the dialogue.
Zhang Fan immediately changed "go down" to "kneel down".
[Ding, the dialogue has been modified successfully. The plot is a little crazy, and 30 modification points are awarded.]
"All right! Get down on your knees!"
Tang Hao patted Tang San's shoulder, then suddenly—
"Pa..."
Tang San was struck hard and dropped to his knees.
"Well..."
Tang San felt the pressure, knelt involuntarily:"Kacha..."
His knees smashed into the ground.
"Ah..."Tang San screamed.
Jack rushed in upon hearing the scream.
He saw Tang San kneeling in pain before Tang Hao.
"Tang Hao, what are you doing? You can refuse to let him go to school, but you can't hit him!"
Grandpa Jack shouted, running to support Tang San:
"You live in confusion, and now you want your son to end up the same way? He can become a great soul master!"
"Great Soul Master...what's the use?"
Tang Hao flared up at the mention. His eyes flickered as though remembering something painful, but he finally sighed:
"Forget it, this is your family's business, I can't control so much!"
Grandpa Jack stormed out angrily.
Tang San glared coldly at GrandpaJack. Why does this old man always interfere in our family affairs?
Then,
Tang Hao seemed to have figured something out and said, emotionally:
"Xiao San, are you willing to let Haotian Dog protect the Blue Silver Chicken in your right hand? Forever."
Tang San was stunned, then nodded.
"Since you've chosen this path, I'll go to the next village to ask for a work-study spot for you."
After speaking, Tang Hao saw Tang San sweating, forging iron.
He shook his head:
"When your heart beats fast, power starts in the calves, goes through the thighs, waist, back, and arms, and finally strikes the iron—this is the key to blacksmithing."
The techniques Tang Hao taught Tang San were actually Chaotic Cloak Hammer Method training.
"Yes!"
Tang San started practicing, generating force from his little feet.
…
The next day.
Zhang Fan took out five gold soul coins from a nearby box. They were from the original owner's deceased father—most likely stuffed in by Tang Hao.
"Five gold soul coins."
As he spoke, a thought flashed in his mind.
A system pop-up appeared:
[Five Gold Soul Coins] Can modify one word in the dialogue.
He tried to change "个" (unit) to "万" (ten thousand).
[Ding, modification failed, please modify again.]
He then changed it to "千" (thousand).
[Ding, modification successful. Congratulations to the host, you have obtained 5,000 gold soul coins, which have been sent to the host's storage space. The plot is average, and you have obtained 10 modification values.]
[Ding, the system is currently at level 1. After absorbing 200 modification values, it can be upgraded to a higher level, and its functions will be improved.]
(End of this chapter)