"The Soul Master levels are divided into: Soul Scholar, Soul Master, Great Soul Master, Soul Grandmaster, Soul Ancestor, Soul King, Soul Emperor, Soul Sage, Soul Douluo, and Title Douluo."
"The Soul Master who just awakened your martial souls is a Great Soul Master. You two will definitely become Great Soul Masters in the future too." Old Jack gently patted the little heads of Tang San and Tang Yin.
"That's it?" Tang San was a bit surprised. He didn't expect the classification of Soul Masters to be so simple.
"Oh right, I just remembered, there's also the soul ring. The most important thing for a Soul Master is the soul ring." Old Jack suddenly clapped his hands and exclaimed.
"Soul ring?" Tang San looked puzzled.
Tang Yin walked quietly by the side. Having read the original novel, he naturally knew what choices to make, so he said nothing and just listened silently.
"Sorry, Little San, I don't actually know what a soul ring is either. From what I've heard, you need to hunt soul beasts to obtain them. Don't worry, Grandpa will figure out a way to send you two to an academy. Then you'll be able to become Soul Masters." Old Jack once again patted Tang San's little head.
Looking at the silent Tang Yin beside him, Old Jack thought to himself: "Why doesn't Xiao Yin ask anything? This won't do. I must find a way to send him to the academy too. Otherwise, if he stays with that father of his, the boy's life will be ruined."
If Tang Yin knew what Old Jack was thinking, he'd definitely burst out laughing—not because he had nothing to say, but because he already knew what soul rings were.
After a while, the three stopped in front of the blacksmith shop. At a glance, they saw Tang Hao lying on the table drinking.
"Drinking this early? Something's off." Tang Yin looked suspiciously at Tang Hao. Normally, Tang Hao would still be asleep at this hour. Today, he actually woke up early?
"Tang Hao, your two sons have awakened their martial souls, and both have innate full soul power. I've decided to send them to the academy." Old Jack said with a smile.
"No. I don't agree to them going to a Soul Master academy." Tang Hao suddenly became emotional and shouted loudly.
"Tang Hao! Have you gone mad? Do you want Little San and Xiao Yin to be like you, smithing iron for life?" Old Jack scolded angrily.
"What's wrong with smithing? I'm their father. If I say no, then no!"
"Besides, who's going to cook for me after they leave?" Tang Hao said coldly.
"Tang Hao! You're simply unreasonable!" Old Jack was a bit furious, completely unable to understand what Tang Hao was thinking.
Tang Hao didn't respond, just continued drinking.
Old Jack, fuming, slammed the door and left.
Tang Yin and Tang San stood there without saying a word, silently waiting for Tang Hao to speak.
"You two, what martial souls did you awaken?"
Tang San stepped forward, raised his right hand, and a Blue Silver Grass appeared in his palm.
"Father, my martial soul is Blue Silver Grass."
Tang Hao's body trembled slightly. He leaned down and stared at the Blue Silver Grass in Tang San's hand, muttering: "Blue Silver Grass, huh…"
"Xiao Yin, what about yours?"
Tang Yin stepped forward and raised his right hand. A Blue Silver Grass also appeared in his palm.
"You too… Blue Silver Grass!" Tang Hao's heart grew heavier, as if he was reminded of some unpleasant memory.
At this moment, Tang San softly asked: "Dad, can a person only have one martial soul?"
Thinking Tang San was dissatisfied with his martial soul, Tang Hao stiffly nodded.
"But… I have another martial soul." Tang San raised his left hand. A small black round-headed hammer appeared in his palm, and it kept growing larger.
"What! That's the Clear Sky Hammer!" Tang Hao grabbed Tang San's hand, carefully examining the hammer.
After a moment, Tang Hao suddenly hugged Tang San, tears faintly glimmering in his eyes.
"Little San, remember, you must use the hammer in your left hand to protect the grass in your right hand. Can you do that?"
Tang San didn't understand why his father said that, but he still nodded: "I understand, Dad."
"Good. I agree to let you become a Soul Master, but you must never use your second martial soul in front of outsiders, and never add a soul ring to it. Can you do that?"
Sweat beaded on Tang San's forehead. He nodded.
Tang Hao noticed this and thought to himself: "As expected of my son. Even if he can't hold on, he still won't say it out loud. Good boy."
"Put it away. With your current soul power, you can't maintain it."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang San's left hand disappeared instantly. He plopped down on the ground, slightly out of breath.
Tang Hao turned to Tang Yin: "What about you? Xiao Yin, do you have a second martial soul?"
Tang Yin didn't say anything. The single-tomoe Sharingan quietly activated in his eyes.
Tang Hao thought Tang Yin didn't have a second martial soul—until he suddenly noticed the blood-red tomoe appear in his eyes.
Tang Hao frowned slightly and asked in confusion: "Your martial soul… is your eyes?"
Tang Yin nodded. The tomoe stopped spinning and faded away.
"Impossible…" Seeing this, Tang Hao thought for a moment and said seriously: "Little San's second martial soul is the Clear Sky Hammer. How can yours be eyes?"
"No… If you have Blue Silver Grass, then you're A-Yin's child. But your second martial soul should also be the Clear Sky Hammer like Little San's…"
"Could it be a mutant martial soul? But how can a hammer turn into eyes?"
The more he thought about it, the more chaotic his thoughts became. He decided that he had to ask someone about it later—this was just too strange.
"Right, Xiao Yin, what's your martial soul called?"
"Sharingan."
"Sharingan?" Tang Hao was even more confused now. He'd never heard of that. Could it be a new martial soul?
Seeing his confusion, Tang Yin calmly said: "The Sharingan, also known as the Eye that Reflects the Heart, can evolve. But it requires certain conditions, which I don't yet know."
Hearing this, Tang San scratched his head and said: "Eye that Reflects the Heart… Brother's martial soul is really weird."
Upon hearing Tang Yin's explanation, Tang Hao breathed a sigh of relief. He had suspected that A-Yin might've cuckolded him—after all, one son has a hammer, the other has eyes. How does that make sense?
"Eye that Reflects the Heart? Missing your mother already?"
Seemingly recalling something, Tang Hao said to Tang San: "Little San, didn't you say you wanted to learn blacksmithing? I'll teach you."
Tang San was still thinking about what "Eye that Reflects the Heart" meant when he heard his father say he'd teach him to smith. That instantly made him happy, and all thoughts flew out of his head.
Satisfied, Tang Hao looked at Tang San, then at Tang Yin, thinking: "Since Xiao Yin doesn't have the Clear Sky Hammer, then there's no need to teach him the Disorder Wind Hammer Technique."
"Xiao Yin, you come watch too." Tang Hao said calmly.
Tang Yin nodded and stepped over.
"Watch closely. This is my hammer technique!"
Tang Hao gripped the hammer tightly and began striking. His waist and back moved as one. Every strike changed the iron block's shape, leaving Tang San stunned.
"Father is really teaching me. And he's not even using inner or soul power—this is just pure physical strength!" A faint purple glow flickered in Tang San's eyes—it was the Purple Demon Eye.
As Tang Hao struck thirty-six times, the iron block had shrunk noticeably, and the impurities were barely visible to the naked eye.
"What a beautiful hammer technique!" Tang San was astonished.
Tang Yin stood quietly at the side, his Sharingan silently activated, having completely copied the Disorder Wind Hammer Technique—because it gave him some ideas for other uses.
Putting down the hammer, Tang Hao looked gently at the two boys.
"From now on, Little San, you must practice like this every day. Only then can you comprehend the profoundness of this hammer technique."
"Then what will Brother do?" Tang San asked, puzzled.
Tang Yin also looked at Tang Hao in confusion.
"As for Xiao Yin, you can help out on the side. Since your eyes are your martial soul, you should be able to learn quickly." After some thought, that was all Tang Hao could say.
"No problem." Tang Yin nodded in agreement.
Tang San also nodded. In his opinion, this was indeed the best arrangement.
Tang Yin, on the other hand, was thinking: Since that's the case, I'll just have Tang San forge me some ninja tools. Otherwise, hunting soul beasts will be a nightmare.
"We'll start tomorrow. There are still three months before you start school." With that, Tang Hao returned to his room and fell asleep.
Tang Yin and Tang San exchanged a glance, then returned to their little beds and closed their eyes.
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