"Daddy, don't worry, Little San will work hard!"
Tang San hugged Tang Hao's leg, his eyes filled with tears, making a solemn vow.
"Very good, Daddy believes in you."
Tang Hao nodded, looking at Tang San kneeling before him, and instructed:
"You must remember! Even if you focus on the hammer, you must never easily expose your hammer spirit, understand?"
"Little San understands!"
Tang San nodded seriously.
He wasn't stupid.
Tang Hao must have offended someone.
Otherwise, this Title Douluo of his wouldn't have become a rat crossing the street.
"But Daddy, my second spirit's spirit rings also..."
Tang San hesitated, but extended his right hand, presenting the reality.
Beneath the pitch-black Clear Sky Hammer, that white ring was particularly glaring.
Tang Hao naturally knew what was happening.
After a moment of silence, he comforted:
"Little San, actually, there is a way to restore your spirit rings."
"What? Really!"
Tang San's face was filled with joy.
He had already accepted reality, but that was only as a last resort.
If he could restore the age of the rings.
He naturally had no reason to refuse.
"The method I'm talking about can reattach spirit rings to your spirit!"
"What?!"
Tang San's eyes widened, overjoyed.
He didn't expect that even his appalling spirit ring configuration could be changed!
Tang San excitedly buried his head directly into Tang Hao's groin.
Breathing heavily, he mumbled:
"Daddy! Teach me!"
"..."
Tang Hao's eyes widened slightly, very satisfied with Tang San's behavior.
"Little San, I don't hurt anymore~"
"What...?"
Tang San looked up in confusion, not noticing the peculiar musky smell.
"It's nothing."
Tang Hao, with a slightly smug smile, pressed him back down.
Without further ado, he said solemnly:
"This method is called... Ring Replacement!"
"Ring Replacement?!" (ps: Comic setting)
Tang San was stunned.
The two words were simple and easy to understand, it wasn't that he couldn't comprehend them.
But this conflicted greatly with the education he had received from Yu Xiaogang since childhood.
"Daddy, aren't spirit rings impossible to replace?"
"They indeed cannot be replaced normally."
Tang Hao's expression was grave, he swayed slightly, agreeing with Tang San's statement.
"Cannot be replaced normally?!"
Tang San keenly captured the key information in Tang Hao's words.
What does 'abnormally' mean?
Tang San quickly asked: "Daddy, are the conditions very harsh?"
"That's right!"
Tang Hao's answer was straightforward and affirmative.
"..."
Tang San fell silent.
Replacing spirit rings!
Such a fantastical thing.
Tang San didn't know what price he would have to pay!
It must be considerable.
But he wasn't afraid!
Tang San looked at Tang Hao firmly and said in a deep voice: "Daddy, Little San is willing!"
Looking down at his third son.
Tang Hao didn't offer encouragement, but simply explained what he knew in detail.
"This method is a secret technique of the Min Clan, divided into two steps."
"Ring Eating and Ring Replacement."
"Because their inherited spirit, the Swift Swallow, has astonishing speed but has great drawbacks."
"Adding offensive spirit skills will halt their cultivation progress."
"This set of methods is the fallback they left behind after failing to pursue offensive abilities."
"Removing the existing spirit rings and starting over!"
Tang Hao's introduction.
Didn't mention anything about the Clear Sky Sect, including the other three of the Four Single Attribute Clans.
Only confined to the Min Clan's ring replacement secret technique.
"Min Clan?"
Tang San murmured, his eyes revealing surprise, he had never heard of this before.
"Just get an understanding of these things for now!"
Tang Hao raised his hand, stopping Tang San's intention to ask questions.
He said this only to comfort Tang San.
The ring replacement method is against the natural order.
It requires a great price to be paid, and there are risks.
It is extremely easy to damage the spirit master's original foundation.
He had never thought of letting Tang San take the risk, it would be detrimental to his talent.
"When the time is ripe, I will take you for a trip."
Tang Hao whispered in addition.
Tang San closed his opened mouth, speechless.
He didn't doubt Tang Hao's words, with the strength of a Title Douluo.
What else couldn't be done?
Unless the other party also had a Title Douluo.
But the Min Clan.
They cannot attach offensive spirit rings, is that possible?
"Alright, Little San, go back."
"Go back and get stronger, as long as you have strength, other things will get better."
Tang Hao released Tang San and turned towards the bushes.
"Get stronger?"
Tang San knelt on the ground and looked up at Tang Hao's back, his ambition rising again.
"I understand, Daddy!"
"Uh..."
Tang San's voice fell, and he suddenly froze.
The Tang Hao in front of him walked into the bushes, actually unbuckled his belt and squatted down to relieve himself.
Listening to the rustling sound of water.
Tang San felt extremely strange and quickly got up to leave.
"Daddy, I'm going back now."
"Wait, Little San~"
"What's wrong? Daddy~"
"Do you have paper or silk? Give me something to wipe with."
"..."
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The next day, the sun was bright.
Qian Renxue was still sent to the Papal Hall to serve her sentence.
Hu Liena routinely went to the Spirit Hall Academy to practice team battles with Xie Yue and the others.
Inside the academy, flowers were fragrant, and butterflies danced.
Little Butterfly sat alone on the grass, basking in the not-so-warm sunlight.
Silently stopping the operation of the Mysterious Heaven Skill within her body.
She quietly opened her eyes and looked at the house where Bibi Dong and Ling Yuan were.
What treasures does Elder Ling Yuan have to give to Master Ancestor?
So mysterious.
Inside the house.
Bibi Dong sat in the main seat, sipping fragrant tea.
"Ling Yuan~ Can you tell me now? What exactly is it?"
Ling Yuan, with faint dark circles under her eyes, remained silent.
She took out her masterpiece, which she had rushed to complete last night, from the soul tool.
She bent down, reached out, and presented it respectfully.
"Please take a look, Your Majesty~"
"What is this? So mysterious."
Bibi Dong put down her tea unhappily, her jade hand lightly gripped it, and casually opened it.
"This, this is...?"
Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes, caught off guard, trembled wildly!
She quickly stood up.
She looked back and forth in disbelief, and her pupils shrank sharply when she saw the whole picture!
"..."
The air fell into silence.
Bibi Dong was dumbfounded, her dignified and luxurious face was like a volcano covered in magma.
Her whole body trembled, unable to speak.
A look of joy appeared on Ling Yuan's face, she bent down and obediently said:
"Your Majesty, this is according to your past requirements, this subordinate carefully painted..."
"You said~ This, this is my request?"
Bibi Dong was completely stunned.
She tilted her head blankly, staring at Ling Yuan, who seemed to be asking for credit.
"This is all this subordinate should do."
Ling Yuan bowed, completely unaware that Bibi Dong was already burning with anger.
"Ling Yuan!"
A roar of anger!
Echoed throughout the front hall, passed to the outside of the courtyard, the courtyard seemed to tremble twice.
Little Butterfly couldn't help but cover her ears.
She hurriedly lay down on the ground.
She looked up at the house in horror, not understanding why Master Ancestor would suddenly be furious.
Wishing everyone a happy life!
